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Chapter 422 I am Winter
Originally, with the size of the Tiele tribe, there were resident shamans or Manichaeists in their tribe. Therefore, even if the name of the Immortal Saint has been in the limelight recently, it is not unreasonable for such a large tribe. would be easy to believe.

The resident wizard will not let him easily achieve his goal.

But this world is so wonderful, what is lacking will come.Chi Yao's identity is unknown, and it is difficult to win the trust of the leader of Tie Le directly, so the shamanism sent him two witch priests, the sheep spirit and the wolf spirit, as guarantees.

As the second of the only six witch priests in Shamanism, their status is no lower than that of the leader of the Tiele tribe. It was prudent enough for the great witch priest to dispatch one-third of the high-level combat power in one go.

It's a pity that what Da Wuji never expected was that the level of enemies this time was far beyond his imagination.

The two witch priests, Yang Ling and Wolf Spirit, not only failed to fulfill his entrustment, but instead helped each other confirm their identities.

After all, if it weren't for the saint of Changshengtian, who could make the two priests of the shamanism so respectful, like servants?

Seeing the performance of the two witch priests, the resident wizards in the Tiele tribe naturally knew what to do, but there were a few Manichaeans who desperately wanted to rush forward to do something.

click-

Chi Yao held one hand empty, the ice crystal butterfly wings fluttered slightly, two slender snow tornadoes rose flatly, and buried the two Manichaeans wielding flames in the wind and snow in the blink of an eye.

At this time, he no longer cared about such small things. When Chi Yao helped the Tiele tribe to disperse a snowstorm with a wave of his hand, he was treated as expected by thousands of people kneeling down.

Even the sheep spirit witch sacrifice, whose eyes were not very pious, couldn't help but have a touch of fanaticism on his face.

As before, although the Tie Le tribe was large, Chi Yao still didn't stay much.

However, after his figure was submerged in the wind and snow again, he did not continue to move towards the next tribe, but stopped temporarily.

"How about it, do you believe that I am the emissary of the Longevity Heaven?"

His tone was light, and he didn't seem to contain any emotion.

But upon hearing this interrogation, many shamans, including the two witch priests, the sheep spirit and the wolf spirit, knelt down on the ground, trembling, and didn't even dare to make more excuses: "The holy atonement!"

Feeling that there were only fear, reverence and submission in their emotions but no anger or hatred, Chi Yao nodded slightly in satisfaction, and continued, "Where is the great witch priest now?"

"Report to the Holy One, the Great Witch Festival is in the royal court."

Immediately afterwards, without Chi Yao's further questioning, Yangling Wuji took the initiative to explain in detail the plight of the shamanism on the grassland.

"Is that so..."

After listening to the other party's narration, the smile on the corner of Chi Yao's mouth became more obvious, "So, do you want to regain the status of the royal court?"

The two witch priests were overjoyed when they heard the words, and excitedly wanted to bow down again, but they were stopped by Chi Yao: "First find a way to bring the great witch priest back to the main altar. Shamanism needs a unified voice."

"Yes!"

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The main altar of shamanism is built on the ice sheet.

There are countless tall carved pillars, the totem of the ancestor god in the center, and the statues of the sun, moon, geese, wolves, sheep, reindeer, and many other animals around them. These are the gods enshrined in the church.

Each statue is dark brown because they have been smeared with countless layers of blood.

Of course, they are not all useless decorations, but instead are the source of inheritance of many wizard powers.

For example, now, under the convening of the Goat Spirit Witch Festival and the Wolf Spirit Witch Festival, many witch festivals and wizards, including the Great Witch Festival, have returned to the main altar.

They each sit on the beast spirit totem poles that communicate with themselves.

The great witch priest sat on the totem of the ancestor god, looked at the two witch priests majestically, the sheep spirit and the wolf spirit, and said in a solemn voice: "What's going on? Didn't I send you to deal with the Manicheism impersonating us? ? Why did you call everyone all of a sudden?"

"Great Witch Festival,"

The Yangling Witch Festival turned a blind eye to the questioning and anger in the eyes of the Great Witch Festival. Instead, he stood up and looked at all the wizards present, "And all of you here! Once, under the guidance of the Changshengtian, we were always at a disadvantage on the grassland. , all tribes are bathed in the glory of the gods! But now, why can a mere Manicheism make us tired? We are even at a disadvantage?"

Although it is a tacit fact that Shamanism is gradually losing ground in the battle with Manichaeism, this fact does not mean that it can be said openly.

Especially without the permission of my own great witch festival!

The face of the Great Witch Ji was as gloomy as water, and he shouted violently, "Yang Ling! Shut up!"

But obviously, the current Yang Ling Wu Ji is not afraid of him, but he looks back provocatively: "All this is because the Great Wu Ji's leadership is incompetent, and he can't match him!"

"you wanna die!"

This time the Great Witch Ji was completely furious. He even raised the wand stick in his hand, ready to use violence to kill this subordinate who dared to provoke him face to face.

However, Yang Ling hadn't finished speaking. After he slammed the big witch sacrifice, he stopped looking at him, but raised his hands and looked up at the sky: "But! Changshengtian didn't abandon us! A saint who upholds the god of heaven This means that it has brought us a new turning point!"

woohoo-

Just as dark green poisonous mist was sprayed out from the staff of the Great Witch Ji, shooting towards the Yang Ling Witch Ji like an arrow, the wind and snow on the ice field suddenly turbulent.

One after another tornado rose flatly, connecting the sky and the earth, but it did not hurt anyone present at all.

These snow tornadoes move from far to near, getting closer and closer, gradually merging into one.

Finally, they gathered around the totem of the ancestor god in the center of the ice field.

During this process, most wizards knelt down and prayed apart from being stunned. Only the great wizard Ji, who felt the danger, tried his best to save himself and even wanted to escape.

But it is a pity that, as a necessary sacrifice for the new leader, the surging wind and snow blocked all his escape routes.

In the end, the palpitating snow tornado subsided, the former great witch sacrifice was gone, and there was only a young figure standing above the towering totem of the ancestor god.

Although he had a handsome face and a gentle smile, the occasional snowstorm around and under his feet reminded everyone not to forget the horror just now.

After Chi Yao appeared, the sheep spirit witch priest and the wolf spirit witch sacrifice bowed down first, shouting: "Please lead me to teach, the saints, to reappear the glory!"

Under their leadership, no matter whether they were sincerely convinced or not, the other wizards did not dare to raise objections at this time, so the mountains and tsunami-like praises resounded across the ice field.

Chi Yao looked at the wizards crawling all over the ground, thought for a while and said, "I, the Saint of Winter, will bury all enemies in the wind and snow!"

(End of this chapter)