After gnawing on the skin and meat, the tall and thin evil cultivator threw away the skull and took a big gulp of blood wine.
Then he exhaled the smell of sweet wine and squinted his eyes and said: "After we finish enjoying the people and animals in the mountain village, it's almost time for the heretics' feast to begin! I just made a batch of dried meat and left it on the road to eat."
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The short, fat evil cultivator quite agreed with his junior brother's proposal and was about to nod in agreement when his expression suddenly changed.
The next moment, he stretched out his hand and patted the Qiankun Bag, and a large drum made of human skin, bones, and tendons of immortal cultivators appeared in his hand.
"Boom!"
"Dong dong!"
The short, fat evil cultivator swung the bone drumstick violently and beat the human skin drum crazily.
At the same time, a bright sword light fell from the sky, mighty and mighty, like the Milky Way falling!
The sound of the drum becomes more and more sad and dull, with a hint of evil power in it. Those who are not strong will feel dizzy and damaged when they hear the sound of "dong dong"...
Along with the sound of the drum, there are a large number of hair-like sticky things, which crazily pour out from the human skin drum, rippling away layer by layer, and in the blink of an eye, they are woven into giant hands, scattered and overlapping,
Forming a strange and thick defensive barrier!
"Qiang!"
A sword cry like a dragon roaring and a tiger roaring broke through the sound of the evil drum.
When the sword light fell, it was like a sharp blade cutting through the mud, cutting open all the overlapping giant hands, and passed through the short and fat monk's head neatly until it was submerged into the ground!
Immediately, the "dong dong" sound of the drum stopped abruptly!
I saw the short, fat monk's eyes wide open, and his green eyes were full of disbelief;
When the sword light dissipated, a small trace of blood appeared between his eyebrows. It spread all the way down, including his nose, mouth, chin, neck, chest...
"Zizzizi!"
The smelly blood spurted out suddenly, and the next moment, the short and fat monk was split in half from the middle, one on the left and the other on the right slowly falling to the ground.
As for the junior brother in the evil cultivator, he had already taken out magic weapons, talismans and other objects, and was about to use magic to fight the incoming enemy... The moment the barrier of the giant hand was broken, he broke into a cold sweat and realized
Something bad is happening!
The human skin drum is his senior brother's most powerful defense method.
Use the sound of drums to confuse the enemy's five senses and hurt their soul;
At the same time, it forms an extremely strong barrier with infinite resentment. Even a full-strength blow from the peak of the Spiritual Sea Realm cannot even think of destroying it.
But in just a short moment, the two brothers did not even see the enemy's face, and the defense formed by the human skin drum was powerfully broken. The tall and thin evil cultivator immediately reacted, and the attacker was invincible.
So, without even looking at his senior brother, he set up a dark bloody light and tried to escape from this place;
When he realized with his five senses that the pudgy monk was cut into two pieces by the sword light, he was so frightened that he felt like he was dead. He tried his best to activate the spiritual power of resentment in his body... But, it was too late!
A lifelike shadow of a horned wood dragon appeared above his head following the sword light.
"Ouch!"
The horned wood dragon opened its mouth and roared, making a dragon roar that resounded through the sky;
The horns of the extremely ferocious and huge dragon hand suddenly lit up, and the power of terrifying thunder spread wantonly, and fell down in the next moment.
"Click!"
The tall and thin evil cultivator was struck by lightning. He didn't even say a word. The blood, magic, magical weapons, etc. that were full of evil energy on his body were all destroyed, and the whole person fell from mid-air to the ground.
The whole body was charred black, and there were still wisps of smelly black smoke. It even twitched from time to time, but its vitality was on the verge of being extinguished!
What faced him right in front of his face was the skull of a child that he had eaten clean and thrown away casually, with a pair of empty eye sockets staring straight at him.
"Gu!"
The tall, thin evil cultivator looked at the skull and breathed his last breath.
……
At this time, a handsome and refined figure walked down from the clouds. It was Shen Mo who was out seeking to form pills!
When he left Chong Ashan Villa, his first priority was to make complete preparations in advance to condense a better-quality Yuan Dan; and then, to slay as many demons as possible within his capabilities.
Among the many preparations, in addition to breaking into the Dragon Abyss and entering the Yaochi realm to refine the Hunyuan Dan with the elixir in the secret realm;
There are also two tasks such as collecting the Hunyuan Fruit and finding a blessed place that suits your own elixir.
In this way, Shen Mo could no longer immerse himself in the journey, but had to go to various large-scale immortal workshops, immortal sects and other places to find clues about the Hunyuan Fruit and the Alchemy Blessed Land.
No clues have been found for the time being, but I have become more and more aware of the current situation in the Red Flame Territory...
There are only four words to describe it: "life is in ruins"!
Among them, the main perpetrators are the increasingly active and arrogant evil cultivators, some extraterrestrial beings, and the frequent evil spirits in various places.
Along the way, Shen Mo encountered all the demons and evil spirits that he could deal with;
The rest are all existences that are beyond our control, either powerful extraterrestrial beings, or evil phenomena that cannot be understood by common sense!
It's okay in Youzhou, but Zhongzhou, which was originally the center of the Chiyan Territory and where the capital of the Chiyan Kingdom is located, has become a slaughterhouse where countless monsters and monsters are wreaking havoc.
For more than half a month, as many as forty or fifty evil cultivators and extraterrestrial beings died in his hands, including those of level three or above!
But now, the evil cultivator brothers who had just been killed were acting even more unscrupulously, leaving a lot of traces and clues in the villages after the ravages... Shen Mo followed the traces and pursued them all the way until he killed them here.
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In Shen Mo's sleeve robe, Flower Fairy Ami stuck out her little head and took a look outside. She soon showed a sad and unbearable look on her face, covered her eyes and went back into the depths of the sleeve robe.
Before shrinking back, she spat at the corpses of the two evil cultivator brothers with great disgust.
"Soul-binding!"
Shen Mo stood next to the cauldron where meat was being cooked, his spiritual consciousness filling the air in a strange form, and he cast a soul-binding spell on the two corpses.
Immediately, two souls, one fat and one thin, flew out from their respective bodies and fell into Shen Mo's palm.
After capturing the three souls and seven souls of the two people, Shen Mo did not kill them directly, but cast the soul-searching spell again; as a large number of scattered memory images came into his mind, his expression became more serious and solemn. In the middle stage of the Spiritual Sea Realm, the souls of the powerful in the later stage are no different from real people except for being a bit illusory.
After the initial confusion, the two evil cultivator souls immediately regained their agility. After realizing their situation, they immediately fell to their knees and begged with tears streaming down their faces.
"Master Immortal, Master Immortal, please spare my life!"
"Seeing that our practice is not easy, please be merciful and let us go..."
"Master Immortal, you are so noble, we promise to change our minds from now on and never harm our kind again!"
"Please, have mercy on us and let our souls go away."
His sad and miserable words can really make people who don't know why hear them sad and cry.
Shen Mo gritted his teeth so hard that the anger in his eyes seemed real.
"Have mercy on you? Oh, have mercy on you?"
"I pity you...who will pity the hundreds of thousands of souls who died tragically in your hands?"
While he was speaking, he had already taken out a soul oil lamp, and without any hesitation, he directly threw the two evil cultivator souls into the flame of the lamp!