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Chapter 400 The wind is blowing and the weather is cold in this mountain... (Third update)
"What's that sound?" The old man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks stared, and raised his right hand to slap the big man on the head.
"What kind of sound are you talking about? Why don't you shut up!" The old man slapped him hard again, causing the big man to shrink his head quickly, but he didn't dare to avoid it.
The old man snorted coldly, ignored the big man, and with a gloomy face, he galloped towards the Dongfu mountain range below where Su Ming was located. The six people behind him hurriedly followed, and the seven turned into seven rainbows and headed straight to the ground.
But just as they flew out, before they even got close to the mountain range, suddenly, another burst of bells echoed. The buzzing of the bells caused a layer of ripples visible to the naked eye to appear in the sky, spreading in all directions.
Under the ringing of the bell and in the ripples, the old man's mind was immediately shaken again and he became moved by it. As for the six people behind him, they also swayed one by one and looked horrified.
"This is the voice of Dementor, Grandpa, how about...or let's go, the other party is Dementor Yang Wu." In the reverberation of the bell, there was another person behind the old man, who quickly tried to persuade him, his face was pale , he was only a beginning wizard, and there seemed to be a buzz in his body under the sound of the bell, making him almost unable to stand still.
"Fart!" The old man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks glared, raised his right hand and slapped the speaker hard on the head.
"I'm telling you what this sound is. It's indeed a soul-catching sound. You don't even think about why he made this sound when we came here. It's because he is afraid. Do you know that he is afraid, so he wants to Make this sound!
Do you know how it was made? It was the sound of hitting rocks. Just such a sound, how could it scare you? "The old man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks said coldly.
"Grandpa is still wise and knowledgeable. It turns out that this is the sound of knocking rocks." The six people nodded quickly and looked at the old man with reverence in their eyes.
"It would have been fine if he hadn't said anything. Now that he has spoken, I know that this little soul-catching kid who came from nowhere is scared." The old man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks didn't know how he came to such a judgment. At this moment He raised his right hand and slapped the other six people on their heads one by one.
"Grandpa, it hurts!" The big man who spoke first among them shrank his head again and muttered.
"You guys just wait here and let me see how I drive away this soul-sucking kid. His grandmother dares to occupy my tribe's place." The old man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks stared and ignored the six tribesmen. , but turned around and roared away towards the mountain range where Su Ming was.
But the moment he approached the mountain range and was still a hundred feet away, suddenly, the bell roared with a stronger sound, spreading around, setting off more ripples, and even A gust of wind arose and the old man's hair was tossed.
The old man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks took a breath. Although he had just talked about it with his tribe, he actually didn't know what the sound was. It sounded a little frightening, but he was the shaman of the White Niu tribe. Never show timidity in front of your clan members.
At this moment, he gritted his teeth and rushed forward again while muttering in his heart.
The six tribesmen behind him couldn't help but retreat one by one. At this moment, they were looking at their grandfather's advancing figure, listening to the increasingly fierce buzzing, and looked at each other.
"Grandpa is still wise. How did he know that the sound was because the other party was afraid?"
"Either he is Grandpa and you are not Grandpa. Grandpa is right. The closer he gets, the stronger the sound becomes. He is obviously scared."
"But I just feel like something doesn't look like..."
"Yes, I'm obviously scared."
While these six people were discussing in low voices, the old man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks was already nearly fifty feet away from the mountain range. When he was about to step on the mountain, he took a breath and let out a loud roar.
"This mountain..."
But before he could finish speaking, his eyes suddenly opened wide, a voice suddenly sounded, and a breath that made his scalp numb suddenly came from the mountain range.
As the aura spread out, in front of the old man, a huge phantom with the size of a hundred feet suddenly appeared. The phantom was in the shape of a bell. After appearing at this moment, a strong The pressure was earth-shattering, causing the sky to change color.
The old man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks was rushed by the pressure, and was even more shocked by the sudden appearance of the huge bell. He quickly retreated without saying a word.
Just as he was retreating, an extremely clear bell rang out from the huge illusory bell. The sound was several times clearer than before, and it fell into his ears, making a buzzing sound.
The old man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks quickly stepped back, and then returned to several of his tribesmen.
"His grandma's, what is this..." The big man behind him spoke again at this moment.
"This sound is not knocking on rocks, what is this?" The people behind the old man took a breath.
"You know what it is!" The old man seemed to be a little annoyed. He turned around and glared at several people fiercely, raised his hand and patted them again.
"Let me tell you what this is, this is a big bowl!"
Just after the old man finished speaking, the bell rang again immediately, but he saw that the illusory bell that existed on the mountain range and in the sky instantly solidified, revealing its complete appearance.
The whole body was blue and black, exuding the vicissitudes of time, floating in the air, forming a strong pressure, making the old man and the few people behind him fall to the ground unable to bear it.
"Grandpa, this... this is not a bowl..."
"Grandpa, this really isn't a bowl. What is this?" The clansmen all looked pale and their bodies were trembling. Under this pressure, even the cultivation in their bodies froze. At this moment, their expressions became sluggish as they trembled. .
"Hmph, let me tell you, this is a bowl. The little soul-catching baby was afraid, so he took out this bowl to scare us. You and I, you two, go over and take the soul-catching baby. Lead me out." The old man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks was nervous, but he gritted his teeth and said these words. He pointed at the two tribesmen beside him. Seeing that they did not dare to go forward, he raised his hand with his eyes wide open.
Gritting their teeth in fear, the two tribesmen rushed out, wanting to get close to the mountain range, but they had just walked more than ten feet away, when suddenly there were earth-shattering low roars from the Hanshan bell in the sky.
The roar was more shocking than the ringing of a bell, causing the two men to spit out a mouthful of blood, and their bodies immediately fell to the ground. When they looked back, they saw the four companions behind their grandpa, who were also spurting out blood at this moment, and each fell to the ground. Down.
Only the old man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks was still standing there, but his body was trembling.
"Don't think that I don't know that you are pretending to be dead. Just wait until I take care of that soul-catching kid and go back to pluck out your skin." The old man stamped his feet, stretched out his arms, bit the tip of his tongue, and spat out a mouthful of blood. After that, his whole person suddenly became as powerful as a rainbow, and behind him, an illusory and huge white mist suddenly appeared. The mist rolled and outlined a cow shape.
The old man raised his right hand, turned it over, and for some reason, a huge bowl appeared in his hand, which contained clear water. Holding this bowl, the old man took a sharp step forward, and he cried out inwardly. The shaman of the small tribe of the White Niu Tribe has been hesitant since he heard reports from his tribe that a soul-destroying shaman appeared here a few days ago.
After waiting for a few days, he sent people back to check and told him that the place had returned to normal and that the soul-destroying witch was no longer there. Then he decided to bring his clansmen here and put on a show, but he didn't expect that the moment he arrived, he would Encountered that shocking voice.
The first few times he was able to hold on and say randomly that the sound was coming, but when the huge bell appeared, he was already frightened. But if he just left like this, it would be difficult for him as a wizard to do it. At this moment Gritting his teeth, he had a desperate plan to rush forward and fight the soul-destroying central witch no matter what.
And he thought that even if he was not a soul-catcher, how could he reach the peak of Yang Wu? The outcome of this battle was unknown.
As he rushed forward, his expression became serious, and the clear water in the stone bowl in his hand fluctuated and rippled, forming a sheet of water vapor outside his body, which made him resist the reverberation of the bell.
Just as he was moving forward, the two fallen men on the ground immediately opened their eyes and crawled quickly on the ground, returning to the place where their companions spurted blood and fell.
Almost at the same time that the two of them returned, the four fallen members of the same race also opened their eyes one after another, looked at each other, and quickly crawled back without saying a word as if they were understanding.
Only the old man was still galloping at this moment. After approaching the mountain range, the old man had no time to pay attention to the six clansmen who were pretending to be dead behind him. As he flew away and headed straight to the top of the mountain range, he roared again.
"This mountain is..."
Almost at the moment when he said these words for the second time, a sudden storm surged outside the huge Hanshan Bell in the sky, and a large blur appeared. In the blur, an indescribable huge beast suddenly emerged. figure.
This ferocious beast was like nine dragons growing together. It was extremely huge. The nine heads spread out at this moment, as if they occupied the entire sky. It was the appearance of this beast that made the old man's second words stop abruptly again. His eyes widened, showing shock and fear, and he backed away violently, his scalp already numb.
When a fierce pressure suddenly came, five of the nine heads had their eyes closed, as if they were sleeping, but the remaining four heads had their eyes open, revealing a cold light. In the pupils of the eyes of these four heads, , Su Ming's figure suddenly appeared.
"What is this mountain!" Su Ming's voice boomed out from the mouths of the four heads occupied by it.
"This mountain is yours..." The old man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, who didn't know where his cleverness came from, did not dare to retreat any further, and quickly smiled apologetically.
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