Treading Blood to Sky’s End Chapter 1763: The Battle of Zimulberry 27
At dawn, several rays of light came from far to near. By the time the evil ghost reacted, a flying sword had already approached.
The evil ghost sneered and grabbed the flying sword with his bare hands, hoping to use it for his own use.
However, after taking possession of the flying sword, it emerged from his fingers like a loach, and then pierced his eyes like lightning.
The evil ghost immediately closed his eyes and stabbed his eyelid with the flying sword, but it rebounded and retreated without leaving any scar.
"Huh, what a trick." The evil ghost opened his eyes, opened his mouth, and flew a small hammer onto his huge palm. It looked like a fly on a normal person's palm, but in an instant, the hammer suddenly became thousands of times larger.
Holding a giant hammer, the evil ghost threw it into the sky. Suddenly something in the empty sky blocked the flying giant hammer, making a thunderous buzzing sound.
Immediately afterwards, several figures in the sky were humming or wailing, and their bodies were floating high in the sky like kites without strings.
"No, he discovered it. If anyone delays it, he will be trapped here to death."
"I'll come."
A figure flew out, rushed to a stop a hundred feet away from the evil ghost, green light floated out of his sleeves, flew into his hand and turned into an emerald green jade flute. The faint sound of the flute spread quickly, and the monk felt it was pleasant to listen to. But if it enters the ear of an evil ghost, it will feel like being struck by a knife and an axe, and the eardrum will almost be shattered.
"Nan Luo Jin Yin!" The evil ghost's facial features twitched and he looked at the Jade Flute cultivator with a ferocious expression. Suddenly he opened his mouth and screamed like thunder, carrying layers of black wind and pounced on the Jade Flute cultivator.
The jade flute monk did not hide or retreat, but the sound of the flute remained the same.
But a big man rushed in front of the Jade Flute monk, turned a huge drumstick in his hand, and smashed it towards the black wind. The void exploded, and the cracks in the broken space spread forward like a spider web, and were faintly woven into The shape of a huge drum!
The next moment, the sound of the drum broke through the sky, and layers of golden wind vibrated out from the cracked drum. When it collided with the incoming black wind, the void seemed to explode again, but it was the state when the two sound winds offset each other. It was just sucked in by the cracks in the void, but its power should not be underestimated. Just looking at the distorted expressions of the first-level saints watching from a distance, you can tell that the damage suffered is not small.
"Brother Lei, your sky-breaking drum broke my golden flute!" said the Jade Flute monk displeased.
"You're still talking nonsense after I saved you." The monk surnamed Lei snorted coldly without looking back.
"Hmph, you think too highly of him. He was hit just now. At most, I was slightly injured, but his ears will be disabled." The Jade Flute monk said confidently.
"Stop talking nonsense, whoever kills him first will take the lead, and the one who didn't do it will not be able to ask for anything!" The monk surnamed Lei said coldly, dragging a big drumstick and rushing towards the evil ghost.
The evil ghost smiled ferociously, raised his hand and grabbed the air, just in time to catch the falling giant hammer.
If the big drumstick of the monk surnamed Lei is only the size of an ordinary wooden mallet, then the evil ghost's giant hammer is as huge as a house.
There is a hundred times difference in size, but in terms of momentum, no one will give in!
The hammers and hammers collided, and the sound of beating drums and smashing iron formed a ball of sound waves that spread in all directions. The people and ghosts in the middle were twisted in the ball in such a way that it was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye.
Most of them didn't dare to look, turned around and ran away.
These are all people with low cultivation levels, and they will be destroyed even if they are swept away by this sound wave.
The spherical sound waves got louder and louder, and soon expanded to the mountains below. Suddenly, the mountain peaks were turned into powder under the sweep of the sound waves. The streams in the mountains were evaporated instantly, and the fish and shrimps inside first burst their skins and flesh, and then burst into pieces. In the blink of an eye, the bones turned into powder and disappeared without a trace.
Seeing this, the middle and high-level holy realms knew that this development was not good. They immediately rushed to the giant ball of sound waves and used their own methods to offset the sound waves within a certain range.
At this time, a huge hemispherical crater appeared on the ground, surrounded by ruined mountains.
But this is just the beginning!
Although the monk surnamed Lei was covered in blood, his fighting spirit was even stronger.
The evil ghost is indeed made of copper and iron, but there are fine cracks all over his body. It is obvious that the blow just now did a lot of damage to him.
And he is just a ghost. He was injured just by fighting with this monk surnamed Lei. There are so many strong men around him who are eyeing him!
Don’t fight hard!
Thinking of this, in addition to the giant hammer, the evil ghost has three more weapons on its four arms, namely swords and halberds.
"Why, you're scared!" The monk surnamed Lei laughed and turned the big drumstick to hit the evil ghost.
The evil ghost flapped its fleshy wings on its back, retreated several feet, and then flew into the sky with another flap.
The monk surnamed Lei was chasing after him, and the big drumstick dragged behind him was still accumulating power, causing the surrounding heaven and earth energy to surge into him.
When others saw this, one person said: "The evil ghost did not dare to fight to the death with the drummer, so he planned to escape."
"This ghost is quite wise. If we really fight, even if we win, we will be defeated."
"What nonsense, it's not good enough! I really want to give Lao Lei the first credit."
"What's the rush? Can he finish eating one hundred ninth-grade pills?"
"Good guy!"
After hearing this sentence, Zhang Tianliu suddenly felt that he had suffered a big loss!
He only asked for three!
"Don't think that you have lost money. The three pills you asked for are worth the thirty pills this time." The demon snorted coldly.
Yang Mo really didn't trick Zhang Tianliu. What he provided this time was inferior quality products among the ninth-grade products. Many of them were not as good as the high-quality products among the eighth-grade products. How could they be compared with the high-quality products among the ninth-grade products.
But in terms of inferior quality, it is also a ninth-grade one. One piece is not worth it, but ten should be worth it.
In order to get these people to use their full strength, Balrog used not one kind of pill, but ten kinds.
"The most important thing in alchemy is to control fire, and you are the ancestor of fire control. I should have thought of that!" Zhang Tianliu still looked like he was losing blood.
"That's enough for you, what do you want?" Balrog didn't know why, but he was a little worried.
In his eyes, Zhang Tianliu was almost a person with no desires. Why was he suddenly interested in elixirs?
No matter how much I give you, can you use it?
Your small body will explode if you take one pill.
Zhang Tianliu just sneered and said nothing.
This gives Balrog a creepy feeling!
But he would never ask Zhang Tianliu for anything again.
This guy really wants something and he definitely wants to talk about it. He won’t make any secrets. Is it just to scare me?
The evil ghost on the other side never dreamed that he would be so miserable!
"Are these people crazy? As for that? Are they desperate for their lives?"
After thinking about a set of three consecutive questions, I finally got the answer.
"Someone has a hundred ninth-grade pills to kill you!"
It was Tu Shenqing who gave him the answer. It was not Tu Shenqing who was distracted enough to understand, but Tu Shenqing who told him.
And Tu Shenqing only learned about it when the senior leaders of the Jingcang Sect discussed forming a team to defeat evil spirits.
This group of people is already on the road, and Tu Shenqing can't stop them.
What can he say, don't go, you will lose your life?
Or is that evil ghost my brother’s ghost servant?
If you dare to touch him, I will destroy you?
He can't do anything.
Even if the situation reaches the point where everything is lost, he cannot be exposed and cause trouble for Hehemen.
"One hundred ninth-grade pills?" The evil ghost was shocked, and then asked in disbelief: "Who...are you provoking?"
Tu Shenqing was also confused!
He couldn't believe it when he heard about a hundred ninth-grade pills, but he believed that Tu Shenqing would not joke about such a thing.
What's more, at this moment, he was slapped in the face again!
And he was beaten even harder this time!
After all, I fell into the same pit twice in such a short period of time!
God did draw something, but what he drew was all Jian Weiyi's soul. After using the soul search, there was no **** information. This girl didn't even know when she was controlled by someone.
And he didn't even get a piece of that wonderful magic weapon!
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Because this thing exploded!
Tu Shenqing was worried that Jian Weiyi would be blown away, so he had no choice but to use secret techniques to protect this woman's life at the critical moment, but his efforts were in vain!
After a busy night, the people who should be killed were not killed, but the people who should not be saved were saved.
Tu Shenqing was not even in the mood to kill Jian Weiyi to vent his anger.
I feel very tired, both physically and mentally.
"Come back!" Tu Shenqing said.
"Yeah." Tu Shenqing knew that he lost.
If he stays here any longer, it will be bad if someone offers him another hundred ninth-grade pills as a reward!
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