Fairy Desire

"Hundred Ghosts Eat Soul!" Mustache yelled loudly, and the big stick he threw was filled with black light. They hit Meng Xiang like meteors one by one.

Dangdang... Human heads the size of a bathtub were knocked out by Meng Xiang's strong saber energy, and splashed in all directions, but when all the heads were blown away, the saber energy was finally exhausted, revealing Meng Xiang's real body.

At this time, Mustache, who had already caught the big stick, swooped forward, using the big stick in his hand as a spear, and thrust out suddenly, the surrounding air collapsed towards the tip of the stick, and even Meng Xiang, who was exhausted, could Sucked by it.

The tip of the long stick was like a poisonous snake spitting out its core, and stabbed Meng Xiang's left chest with great force. If it hit, although the tip of the stick was far less sharp than the tip of a spear, it was still enough to shatter his heart.

Seeing that the tip of the long stick was getting closer and closer to Meng Xiang's heart, Xiao Huzi's eyes showed joy, and he stepped up his hands, and the speed of the long stick increased by three points.

In the next instant, Xiao Huzi's face changed drastically, and his plan to sneak attack Meng Xiang was crushed by a fist.Meng Xiang's left fist hit the tip of the long stick accurately, making it impossible for him to move forward.

Mustache's heart tightened, and he subconsciously withdrew the stick.Meng Xiang looked at him, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, he gently pushed the head of the stick with his palm, backed away five or six feet away, and landed gently on the ground.

The little beard who easily withdrew his long stick had not had time to heave a sigh of relief, the long stick in his hand was like a monster that had lost his temper and was suddenly out of his control. He broke free from his hands and shot backwards, faster than He stabbed Meng Xiang just now.

With a bang, Mustache's huge body flew upside down, and the head of the long stick pierced into his chest. Although it didn't penetrate him, it undoubtedly caused him great trauma.

graft!Meng Xiang not only sent out an extremely powerful force through his left fist, but also sent back the force of Mustache's fierce stabbing.When Xiao Huzi was hit by the combined force of him and Meng Xiang, it was already taking advantage of him not to have a big hole pierced through him.

With a plop, Mustache fell heavily to the ground, holding the long stick inserted into his chest with both hands, curled up in pain, like a boiled shrimp.However, after being so severely injured, he didn't spit out too much blood, but continuously sprayed black smoke from the mouth, nose and other seven orifices.

In Meng Xiang's eyes, as the black smoke continued to emerge from the little beard's body, his size slowly began to shrink. When he stopped spraying smoke, his height was more than five feet shorter. It's less than two feet.

Meng Xiang shook his head, held a long knife and walked towards Mustache, his eyes were full of murderous intent, obviously he was going to take care of him.

With fear in his eyes, Mustache struggled to stand up while leaning on a long stick, and said hastily, "Your Excellency, wait a minute! If you let me go, I have a treasure for you!"

"It's late!" Meng Xiang's faint words shattered Mustache's hope.

"Your Excellency, please think about it. If you let me go, I am willing to serve you as a slave for the rest of my life. Your Excellency, you have fought against me. Although I am far inferior to you, you should not be able to deny that I am indeed capable. Yes. With me here, I can definitely help you do a lot of things."

Meng Xiang's eyes became cold, and he said disdainfully: "You are unworthy! You can mutilate unworthy members of the same family for mere petty gains! Do you think I will take in people like you? As for your strength, don't joke about it." , if I didn't want to see how much you weigh, I would have sent you on the road long ago, how can I let you jump up to now. I feel disgusted when I look at a waste like you. "

"Okay, okay, okay." Mustache laughed angrily, "Since you are so heartless, I will not let you go even if I die. Hundred ghosts eat souls!"

Before the sound fell, the heads of those men shot down by Meng Xiang flew into the air again, and rushed towards Meng Xiang in a swarm, red light flashed in their eye sockets, their mandibles kept opening and closing, and they gave out creepy and strange smiles.

Seeing that Meng Xiang was surrounded by those heads, there was a vicious gleam in Mustache's eyes, he stared at him resentfully, and looked down at the huge wound that was almost pierced by the stick head, almost all the internal organs inside were shaken into pieces. powder.

Suddenly he gritted his teeth, his whole body was filled with black light, his body grew bigger rapidly as if he was blowing air, and at the same time a terrifying wave emanated from his body, and he was about to explode himself.

If the mustache really blew himself up, although the space in the arena was not small, the energy would not be able to radiate because of the barrier blocking it, which would definitely cause a lot of damage to Meng Xiang.

"Want to pull me as a back? Dreaming!" Although Meng Xiang was entangled by those terrifying heads, it didn't mean he couldn't do anything about his mustache.

With a wave of his hand, a bright white knife shot out, flashed through the gaps in those heads, and in the next moment, it shot into the center of the eyebrows of the mustache, leaving a hole the size of a bowl.

Next, the mustache was like a punctured balloon. With a hissing sound, puffs of black smoke flew out from his seven orifices and wounds all over his body, while his body was Shrunk rapidly.

In the blink of an eye, he was beaten back to his original shape, restored to his original appearance, but became extremely thin, as if the flesh and blood in his body had been emptied, his skin drooped, pale and pale.His eyes were wide, but dull, and he was dead.

The warm saber qi that he put in his lungs, after being contaminated with the indestructible golden qi, naturally possessed the sharpness of Gengjin qi to kill everything. When the Dao Seed is formed, its primordial spirit has been completely killed.

After the death of Mustache, the heads of those attacking Meng Xiang also seemed to have lost their control, hovering in the air, motionless.After a while, until the big black stick also dissipated into black smoke, they joined together with the black smoke.

After a burst of black air, there were footsteps coming from inside, and then one by one barbarian warriors came out, but they didn't attack Meng Xiang, but walked towards the big drum, and then walked around the big drum one by one In the pattern, it has become a part of the pattern.

After all the barbarian warriors returned to their original places and became part of the big drum, the big drum itself began to shrink, becoming an ordinary small drum no bigger than the mouth of the washbasin, with a mottled appearance and inconspicuous.If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, it would be hard for Meng Xiang to believe that it could exert such great power.

Meng Xiang glanced at the ring, a red light flashed, and Hong Xue appeared on the ring out of nowhere, glanced at Meng Xiang and the dead mustache, and announced in a serious and solemn tone: "The winner of this duel It's Meng Xiang!"

Before he finished speaking, a red light shot down from the sky, covering the body of the mustache, and in a blink of an eye, he disappeared, turning into a mass of crystal red light the size of a human head, like a huge ruby, and then shot To Meng Xiang, disappeared in his body in a flash.

"Ah!" Meng Xiang yelled, and a blood-colored beam of light rose from his body.He originally thought that Mustache had used all the essence and blood in his body to launch attacks, but what he didn't expect was that after being tempered by the God of War platform, his remaining essence entered his body and still benefited him a lot.

Meng Xiang felt that the already extremely abundant Qi and blood in his body had almost doubled, which made him worry that he would be overwhelmed all of a sudden.

Instinctively, he struck out the Wuxiang Fist that he was all too familiar with.As he punched the Wuxiang Fist again and again, a demon figure appeared on top of his head, exuding an extremely terrifying aura, even Hongxue opened a little to one side.

At the same time, Meng Xiang also felt the changes in his body. Originally, his body and qi and blood are the relationship between face and water. Although the two can blend together, it cannot be done without rubbing.And fighting Wuxiangquan is a process of kneading, slowly blending them together, allowing his body to be further strengthened and tempered.

The muscles on the body that had swollen due to the release of the wild power also calmed down, and the slender and straight posture was restored again.

Hongxue stared at Meng Xiang's healthy body with interest for a few times, then she reluctantly looked away, smiled slightly, and said, "Master, your luck is really good. The one who was killed by you just now That unlucky guy should have just obtained the Blood Soul Orb not long ago, and he has not been able to integrate the blood essence into his body. If he has completely absorbed the Blood Soul Orb, the barbarian warriors summoned by the Barbarian God Drum may not be the current batch of waste It can be compared. Master, if you want to defeat them, it may not be so easy for you."

"So that's how it is!" Meng Xiang nodded, he finally knew why Mustache replenished him so much vitality, "Oh, by the way, Hongxue, do you think that the Manshen Drum is really as powerful as you said? "

"Of course it's powerful. The barbarians are a race that appeared at the beginning of the birth of the world. They are famous for their strong bodies and strong vitality. They are one of the powerful races in the barbaric era. If they don't like to fight fiercely and are extremely disunity, say Maybe it can become one of the overlords of the barbaric era."

"It turns out that the barbarians have such a long history. Hongxue, you haven't said what happened to the barbarian drum?"

"The barbarian drum is an essential and important tool for every barbarian tribe. It is regarded as an artifact by all barbarians. It is needed for fighting, gathering, reporting, migration, hunting, etc. It is usually made by the shaman in the tribe. The wizard is in control. Shaman is the title of a barbarian tribe who has the ability to communicate with heaven and earth, ghosts and gods, and enjoys almost the same power as the patriarch, but the number is very small. Generally, there is only one shaman in a smaller tribe, even if it is a large one. Tribes, the number of people will not exceed ten."

Hong Xue walked around the Manshen Drum placed on the ground a few times, raised her head, looked at Meng Xiang, and said, "Master, I have to say that your luck is really good. This Manshen Drum If I'm not mistaken, it should belong to the blood barbarian tribe, and it belongs to a large blood barbarian tribe."

"Blood barbarian?"

"The barbarians are generally divided into two categories. One is called the barbarian, who likes to be calm. Of course, this is also a relative term. The other is the blood barbarian, who likes to fight. In order to increase the power of the barbarian drum as much as possible, the blood barbarian tribe will fight against it. Performing sacrifices, and sacrifices need to consume a lot of resources, so only large tribes will conduct multiple sacrifices. The existence of a drum soul on this barbarian drum is enough to show that it comes from a large blood barbarian tribe."

"Drum Soul?" Meng Xiang heard another new word from Hongxue.

"The so-called drum souls are the warriors who died in the battle of the barbarian tribes. After death, the shaman integrated them with the drums of the barbarian gods through special means. At critical moments, they were summoned to help the tribe and the enemy. Since each drum soul is It must be the most powerful warrior, so the number of drum souls reflects the level of a barbarian drum to a certain extent."

Hongxue stopped in her tracks, turned her eyes away from the Manshen drum, looked at Meng Xiang, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Master, I'm afraid I have some bad news to tell you."