Chapter 1190: Human Skin Drum VS Forbidden Soul Gourd
Chapter 1,190: Human Skin Drum vs. Soul-Forbidden Gourd
Witch weapons are similar to warrior weapons.
But because it is refined with witchcraft, it has a lot of weird energy.
In the southern border.
Not many people own witchcraft weapons.
As for the Holy Son of the Witch Cult, there will naturally be no shortage of them.
An evil breath, like a strong wind.
Sweeping by in an instant.
It made everyone tremble and their scalps were numb.
It's like walking into Shura Hell.
I saw it in the hands of the Holy Son of Witchcraft.
He was holding a yellow leather drum the size of his head.
The small drum has yellow skin on both sides and the body is dark.
There are no patterns on it.
But it exudes a faint black light.
This black light flickers like breathing.
"Human Skin Drum, the Holy Son actually took out this witchcraft weapon!"
Shanyu took a breath of cold air.
He stared blankly at the small drum in the hand of the Holy Son of the Witch Cult.
This witchcraft weapon is quite famous.
To be precise.
He should have a fierce reputation.
Because a small drum is made of human skin.
The drum heads on both sides are made of the human skin of a powerful person.
The drum body is polished from human bones.
This drum was made by the shaman saint himself.
Although due to material limitations.
It cannot become a holy weapon, but it is the top existence among semi-holy weapons.
And the power of this drum.
It's also extremely scary.
It has been ten years since this drum was rewarded by the witch saint to the witch saint.
ten years.
More than 100,000 people have died under the influence of human skin.
Among them are barbarians, wizards, and monsters.
But this is not the scariest thing about the human skin drum.
The scariest thing about human skin drums.
After killing a person, he can absorb his soul.
It is prevented from entering reincarnation and can only be trapped in the drum forever.
"Elixir Emperor, come and see the power of my human skin drum!"
The Holy Son of Witchcraft laughed ferociously.
Then he tapped it with a snap of his fingers, and it landed on the human skin drum.
Boom!
A dull drum beat suddenly sounded.
The sound waves visible to the naked eye are like the blade of a knife.
He slashed towards Xiao Changfeng.
Along the way, the air was split.
Irresistible!
However, this sound blade naturally cannot damage Xiao Changfeng's divine body.
After being flicked by Xiao Changfeng, it immediately shattered.
But the sound blade is just a side attack of the human skin drum.
boom!
I saw the drum surface vibrating, and then ghostly shadows flew out from the drum surface.
There are so many of these ghosts.
Like a black smoke column, it flew out of the human skin drum.
"There are a hundred thousand ghost figures in my human skin drum, which can be condensed into a ghost emperor!"
The Holy Son of the Witch Cult spoke while beating the drum.
Soon, countless ghosts gathered together.
Eventually it turned into a fifty-meter evil ghost.
The evil ghost has a green face, fangs, and four claws.
The lower body is in a state of smoke.
But its strength is extremely strong.
Reached the ninth level of the Imperial Martial Realm.
The Ghost King is equivalent to a strong man at the ninth level of the Imperial Martial Realm.
It is also intangible and insubstantial, and ordinary attacks are completely ineffective against it.
"Go ahead and tear him to pieces!"
The witch sect beats the drum with bullet fingers and controls the ghost king with the sound of the drum.
"roar!"
The Ghost King roared.
It's not a real voice, but it's like a mental wave.
resounded in everyone's minds.
This voice is full of evil.
It gave everyone a splitting headache.
Even the wizard had a look of pain on his face.
Whoosh!
The Ghost King roared and charged towards Xiao Changfeng.
His sharp claws are like substance.
After the collision, sparks flew out.
Four sharp claws come out at once, and even fine steel bones can be easily broken into pieces!
"It's just ants!"
Facing this huge ghost emperor, Xiao Changfeng smiled disdainfully.
Then his eyes bloomed with blue light.
Surging spiritual consciousness spurted out and condensed into a long blue sword in front of him.
The long sword is one meter long.
It is formed by condensing strands of spiritual consciousness.
Just like the Nine Heavens Divine Sword.
As soon as it appeared, there was a powerful, immeasurable aura that filled the heaven and earth.
The huge ghost emperor felt this pressure.
Suddenly his eyes looked frightened and his whole body trembled.
It was as if I had seen some natural enemy.
"Sword of Divine Consciousness, cut!"
Xiao Changfeng stretched out his hand and pointed.
Suddenly, the sword of consciousness turned into a bright blue light, drawing a beautiful arc in the air.
It was to attack the Ghost King.
"What is this? Mental power?"
As soon as the Sword of Divine Consciousness appeared, the Holy Son of the Witch Cult looked frightened.
He is a natural witch spirit who can communicate with ghosts and gods and control souls.
Therefore, he is also very sensitive to spiritual consciousness.
He felt like his soul was trembling.
The two ghost generals on his body also instantly became alert.
Boom, boom, boom!
Although the Holy Son of the Witch Cult was frightened, he quickly reacted.
Suddenly I stopped snapping my fingers and beating the drum.
Instead, he turned his hands into mallets and struck the human skin drum violently.
In an instant, the fierce drum beat echoed between heaven and earth.
It made the Ghost Emperor's aura even more violent.
The fire of madness was ignited in his eyes.
This way.
The Ghost King's fear of the Sword of Divine Consciousness was suppressed.
Like a crazy ferocious beast.
He attacked the Sword of Divine Consciousness without fear of death.
Bang!
The solid claws collided with the sword of consciousness.
Brilliant sparks suddenly burst out.
Sparks flew everywhere, like fireworks.
This made the Holy Son of Witchcraft feel happy.
But the next moment.
The joy on the face of the Holy Son of Witchcraft froze.
Poof!
Talon only lasted three seconds.
It was cut off by the sword of divine consciousness.
Then the sword of consciousness continued to move forward.
With a devastating force, he chopped off the four sharp claws that were the first to block him.
Then in the disbelieving eyes of the Holy Son of Witchcraft.
Cut the fifty-meter-sized Ghost Emperor in half.
Wow!
The huge Ghost King is like a collapsed sand castle.
Instantly collapsed into a hundred thousand ghosts.
At this time, ghost shadows were overwhelming.
When everyone looked up, it was like dark clouds covering the sky.
Although the sword of consciousness is strong.
But it can only kill the Ghost King, but it cannot wipe out a hundred thousand ghosts at once.
Therefore, as long as the Holy Son of the Witch Cult reunites these ghosts.
It can turn into a new ghost emperor.
It is a pity that Xiao Changfeng did not give the Holy Son of the Witch Cult this opportunity.
"Soul-forbidden gourd!"
Xiao Changfeng dispersed the sword of consciousness and took out the soul-forbidden gourd.
Suddenly, a special suction force poured out from the soul-forbidden gourd.
Squeak!
The ghosts in the sky feel this special suction.
Suddenly he let out a cry of terror.
However, the Soul Forbidden Gourd specializes in absorbing souls.
In addition, the Demon Spirit Master has successfully broken through to the Imperial Martial Realm.
These ghosts cannot struggle at all.
Suddenly, ghostly shadows were drawn in one after another.
Submerged in the soul-forbidden gourd.
Millions of spectators saw this strange scene.
One hundred thousand ghosts are like whales sucking water.
It was forcibly absorbed by the Forbidden Soul Gourd.
"No, come back!"
The Holy Son of the Witch Cult was shocked and quickly reacted.
He immediately beat the human skin drum, trying to get these ghosts back.
But how can a mere human-skinned drum defeat the soul-forbidden gourd.
Therefore, let the holy son of witchcraft beat the drum and stir it up.
Those hundred thousand ghosts are still sinking into the soul-forbidden gourd.
One minute later.
One hundred thousand ghost figures were all swallowed up by the soul-forbidden gourd.
Not one left!
At this time, Xiao Changfeng put away the Soul Forbidden Gourd with satisfaction.
He turned to the Holy Son of Witchcraft and smiled brightly.
"I accept your hundred thousand ghosts!"
This chapter has been completed!