I was favored by the evil god, and I became a white-bone bodhisattva.

Two dead red-feathered young eagles, nine dead vultures, and if I include myself, that would be exactly twelve corpses.

The ceremony has not yet ended, it is better to say that it has just entered the most critical part.

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Seeing that the old man swallowed the young eagle alive and then grabbed a vulture and started to devour it voraciously, Su He immediately drew a concealment symbol on the god's hat and threw it at his neck.

With a snap, the magic hat broke the old man's neck.

But what is horrifying is that even though his neck was broken, the old man swallowed the vulture's flesh and blood in big mouthfuls as if he was completely unaware.

Su He's face looked grim. He grabbed the magic hat that had returned to his hand and threw it hard at the zombie's head.

The cloaking effect was still there, but this time, as soon as the magic hat flew closer, it was caught by a dry hand with feathers growing sporadically.

How could it be! I obviously can’t see it.

Su He's eyes widened, not only because the zombie grabbed his magic hat, but also because of his next action.

Four fingers are bent, with only the index finger extended.

Then, the zombie pointed his index finger...at his own head?

Su He had just mocked the brainlessness of a young eagle that he had beaten to death with a bone stick, and now the living dead made such a gesture. He felt indescribable.

Leaning on a bone stick, Su He stood up with great effort.

He stared at the living dead for a moment, and after seeing the monster tear off his magic hat and eat it, he turned around and ran away without saying a word.

"The current situation is beyond the ability of a Shaman like me to handle it. At least a Shaman of Divine Clothes will be needed in person!"

Shamanism is a system of its own, and the shaman's level can be clearly reflected in their attire.

The lowest-level shaman holds a bone stick, while the more advanced ones may have painted faces, and even a divine hat.

Senior shamans can wear divine robes, top shamans will have a string of bone ornaments hanging around their necks, and the highest leader of shamanism will always wear a bone mask on his face.

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If compared horizontally with the system of the cultivation world, the God Hat Shaman is equivalent to a weak upgrade, the God Clothes Shaman is greater than or equal to an ordinary upgrader, the Bone Ornament Shaman is a top-level upgrader, and the highest leader of Shamanism is equal to the Immortal.

Generally speaking, the God-Hat Shaman can easily resolve crises that small tribes find difficult to resolve on their own.

Su He was really unlucky this time and encountered such a complicated and strange situation.

Seeing the Shaman without his hat running away with a bone stick, with more and more feathers on his body and gradually losing his human form, the monster did not immediately chase after him.

Can't run away!

I have already memorized the taste, and I will play with you slowly later.

After running for a while, Su He quickly looked back.

The monster was still eating voraciously, and had no intention of killing him in a hurry.

'Maybe it's because it doesn't feel too threatened?'

Thinking of this, Su He couldn't help but sigh.

He never thought that he would die here inexplicably, but when he was in desperate situation, this grassland shaman did not fear.

After running for a while, when he could no longer see the ghost thing, Su He took out two pieces of parchment, squeezed out the blood from his fingertips and wrote the general situation on them.

Then he blew away the blood, crumpled one of the parchments into a ball and pressed it carefully with a bone stick, and crumpled the other one into a ball but threw it far away.

After identifying the location of the tribe, Su He avoided that place and started running with all his might.

I hope the tribe can escape the disaster, and I hope that the shamans who come here to investigate in the future can find what I left behind.

Su He prayed silently to the Great Spiritual Lord in his heart. After an unknown amount of time, he heard an extremely familiar roar.

A shadow fell from the sky, and the man looked up...what a huge eagle!

It looks like the grown-up red-feathered young eagle, but why are there five fingers left at the end of its waving wings?

"Oh, by the way, you still need my last body."

'Eat me, and the ritual will be complete.'

...............

Having lost his magic hat and his bone stick, Su He was helpless in facing the monster in the sky.

boom--

After being knocked down by the monster in a teasing manner, Su He picked up a stone, climbed up with difficulty, and continued to run forward with gritted teeth.

The shaman's dignity prevented him from closing his eyes and waiting for death. Even though he knew that the monster in the sky was just teasing him, he insisted on resisting until the last moment.

A shadow covered his whole body, and Su He suddenly threw the stone in his hand.

The stone hit the Blood Eagle, and it knocked the man to the ground again without any care.

Su He touched a stone in his hand, got up and continued running.

Throw a stone, fall, touch a stone, get up and run.

After repeating this process several times, he saw a small figure in the distance.

"Uncle Suhe, come back for dinner!"

How, how could it be?

Direction...did the monster deliberately drive itself towards the tribe?

"Don't come over here, run, run!"

Su He shouted desperately at the little girl, but the blood eagle in the sky made a strange human-like laugh.

It turned around, assumed a hunting posture, and pounced towards the little girl!

"Hmm? What is that? Xiaobai, hit it--"

The evil energy rose into the sky and transformed into dark clouds that trapped the Blood Eagle, and then a beam of white light shot out.

Chapter 171 Almost Demigod

Without any hesitation, Xiaobai pierced the Blood Eagle's chest directly.

But even though there was a wound the size of a relic on his chest, this monster looked as if nothing had happened.

This almost weird thing may not be very powerful (compared to a newbie), but it is probably very difficult to kill.

The demon of Sang country is actually very difficult to kill, it’s just that the secret technique of the ancestor of soldiers and even the later demon-slaying sword are naturally good at killing the demon.

More dark clouds formed by demonic energy enveloped the Blood Eagle, and Xiaobai tried to corrode it with the demonic energy.

However, the effect was not very good. A large amount of demonic energy was consumed, and only a few tufts of hair were lost in the Blood Eagle.

So Xiaobai changed his thought, the dark clouds disappeared, and the pale Buddha's light shone on the earth.

With just one glance, a sharp scream suddenly came out of the blood eagle's mouth.

It was shining with blood-red light and was desperately fighting against the pale Buddha light, but it was all in vain.

The Buddha's light instantly broke through the blood light, and with a bang, all the feathers of the blood eagle were burning!

The fire burned more and more vigorously, eventually devouring all the weirdness that was born from the complicated ritual.

"Yeah, it seems that Buddha's light is still effective."

The little girl waved at the relic in the air, then smiled and said to Su He, "The bad guy has been burned to death. Uncle, it's time to go back and eat."

"..."

Su He knew that Tangtang was a capable person, but because she was still young, Su He subconsciously felt that he must be better than the girl.

But now it seems that the opponent is more powerful, and not just a little bit more powerful, but at least two levels more powerful!

'Bone shaman, she is definitely as good as the bone shaman in the cult.'

As this thought flashed through the man's mind, he suddenly felt faint.

A powerful person at the level of Bone Shaman, second only to Lord Agula!

Aren’t you a self-taught person? How could you have cultivated to this level?

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Originally, Su He wanted to bring this talented girl to the headquarters and train her to be an apprentice shaman.

But there is a prerequisite, that is - Tangtang herself does not master a systematic way of practice!

Only in this way, once she enters the shamanism system, will she be slowly assimilated into shamanism and become a true shaman in the future.

But if the girl has already mastered a very advanced cultivation system and her cultivation is close to the top, then even if she joins Shamanism, she will only learn from its strengths and make up for her weaknesses, and improve herself with the Shaman's practice methods.

Su He was in great conflict. Tangtang had just saved him, and it seemed ungrateful for him to go back on his word now.

But... he really doesn't want the Shamanism that everyone regards as the truth to be used as a stepping stone by the strong people of other systems!

The little girl looked at Su He strangely, wondering why the expression on his face kept changing.

Just when I was about to persuade him to go back and eat early, two fierce noises suddenly rang out.

The Blood Eagle had been burned to charcoal and fell to the ground, but accompanied by two fierce cries, two small creatures crawled out from the charcoal with difficulty.

"Akafe Young Eagle?!"

Su He was so frightened that he said to the little girl in a panic, "Quick, use your magic weapon to kill them. They are living disasters that will bring destruction to the surrounding tribes!"

But before Tangtang could call Xiaobai back, the two red-feathered young eagles lost their shapes and turned into two pools of blood that quickly evaporated.

died?

It turned out that it was a last-ditch struggle.

Su He breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly felt a chill on the tip of his nose.

Without any warning, it started raining.

It began to rain ominous blood.

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The raindrops hitting my body didn't feel refreshing at all, but instead felt sticky and disgusting.

Su He suddenly felt dizzy, and at this moment the little girl's slightly ethereal voice came into his ears.

"This rain is wrong. It will make people sick if they get wet!"

Su He was more than just sick; he felt like he was dying.

thump--

He fell to the ground, his entire consciousness falling into a trance.

"Uncle"

"Uncle Suhe, wake up."

The hot and cold body gradually returned to normal, and the man opened his eyes and looked at the girl in a daze.

"Tangtang used the Liuli Sutra to save you. Let's go back quickly. If it's any later, Tangtang won't be able to save us!"

Hearing this, Su He quickly got up from the ground, carried the little girl on his back and ran towards the tribe.

Although they tried their best, when they arrived at the tribe, most of the people had died, and only a few of the strongest young men were still alive.

The rain kept falling, and it seemed as if it would not stop until everyone in the tribe was killed.

Silently reciting the Miaoxiang Liuli Sutra in her heart, Tangtang helped the survivors who had fallen into a deep coma to fight tenaciously against the blood rain.

It was not until two hours later that the bloody rain finally stopped.

"..."

Su He wiped his face and looked around the lifeless tribe, completely speechless.

All the livestock had died, the grasslands were polluted, and even if there were a few survivors, the tribe was essentially extinct.

"Tangtang, you stay here and watch over them. I'm going to the Jilgler tribe to ask for help."

These young people are in urgent need of food and medicine. Although the girl has a high level of cultivation, she cannot produce these things.

Moreover, Suhe now very much wants to determine the coverage of the blood rain.