338 Cutie Drum, Let’s Go!
For Patriarch Muchen, today was definitely the darkest day of his life.
Originally, he thought he had obtained a shocking opportunity in the first level of the Demon Imperial Tombs and made up for the shortcomings of his attacks. Coupled with his already astonishing defense, he would definitely be able to rise up here and obtain even greater benefits in the second level. From there, he would become a supreme expert who would shock the entire Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons.
Unexpectedly…
The second level, rumored to have countless natural treasures and Dharma Characteristic inheritances, had nothing in it!
No matter which direction he looked in, he could only see rolling darkness and the lifeless wasteland under his feet.
Even so, he could still block the path to the second level.
In the end, not only did Xia Donghai inexplicably rush past his blockage, but he also took out a strange butcher knife that could indirectly control his divine artifact body!
One had to know that since the beginning, his true form, which was completely made of divine gold and divine materials that even demon kings could not break, had always been his greatest reliance.
Yet now, Feng Xia could control his divine artifact body. Although it did not completely deprive him of his freedom, did that mean…
He had already become a weapon in the other party’s hands?
“I won’t allow this even if I’m beaten to death!”
Then he was grabbed by a large invisible hand, and slowly but surely, dragged bit by bit into the darkness behind.
An invisible force descended and locked his ability to speak. In fact, not even a trace of strength could be transmitted out!
However, at this moment, Feng Xia’s back was still facing him and did not notice this strange scene at all!
“I’m still young and I don’t want to die here…”
“Xia Donghai, turn around quickly. As long as you turn around, I’ll do anything!”
“Hey, you’re still trying to escape?”
Finally, at the critical moment, Feng Xia noticed that Patriarch Muchen the war drum had gone far away. He immediately frowned.
“Come back on your own!”
However, after shouting this, Feng Xia was surprised to see that Patriarch Muchen only paused halfway before rushing into the darkness at an even faster speed!
He seemed to have an indomitable and fearless aura!
“Interesting… This guy actually has a hidden method that can resist the command of the butcher knife?”
The more it was like this, the more it proved that Patriarch Muchen’s “origin” was extraordinary!
A faint light appeared in Feng Xia’s eyes. He nodded at Zhu Youniang and Qing Lin before his body suddenly shot into the distance. In the blink of an eye, he arrived beside Patriarch Muchen.
“Patriarch Muchen, if you stop now, you might still have a chance…”
“…”
Damn it! Do you think I do not want to stop now?!
If he could speak, Patriarch Muchen would have scolded him long ago.
However, he was still as silent as a beautiful girl.
Patriarch Muchen was on the brink of tears. At this moment, his mood could be said to be extremely conflicted.
On one hand, he hoped that Feng Xia would quickly discover the abnormality and stop him from falling into the depths of the darkness.
On the other hand, he hoped that Feng Xia would leave as soon as possible. After all, the expression on this terrifying young man’s face seemed to be getting gloomier and gloomier.
“Looks like you want to do this the hard way…” Feng Xia stretched out a hand with a dark expression and pressed on the war drum that was flying at high speed.
Patriarch Muchen’s heart sank to the bottom.
Oh my goodness.
He remembered very clearly that Feng Xia had the exact same posture when he used his killing move on the Holy Son earlier!
“What the hell are you? Show yourself!”
At this moment, Feng Xia suddenly shouted.
His outstretched palm also changed, and the butcher knife began to spin. The moment the terrifying vicious aura erupted, an inexplicable divine light spread forward in the void.
The divine light of the Heavenly Stairway!
Buzz—
Under the envelopment of the divine light, a blurry ghost shadow finally appeared. It was suppressed by the divine light of the Heavenly Stairway and staggered, almost falling down on the spot!
“What… is this!?”
The instant he felt his body become lighter, Patriarch Muchen finally saw what was grabbing him.
It was clearly a severed hand!
It did not have a human form, nor was it a demon beast. It was just a palm covered in tiny green fur that looked like barbs, making it impossible to tell which race the palm belonged to.
“What the hell is this?”
Feng Xia could not help but gasp. He instinctively activated the divine light of the Heavenly Stairway and shone deeper into the darkness.
When Patriarch Muchen saw this, he finally felt relieved.
Although he was quite arrogant, he would not hesitate when it was time to admit defeat.
“No matter how terrifying the enemy is, even if the sky falls, there’s still a tall man like Xia Donghai to hold it up. I’ll just hide behind him, sit back and reap the benefits…”
However, before Patriarch Muchen could adjust his mentality, he saw an even more terrifying scene.
Wherever the divine light shone, there were all kinds of broken limbs and remains. Some were rotten, and some were covered in tiny fur. The remains were all over the mountains and plains, completely covering the wasteland beneath their feet!
Some of the broken limbs and remains, like the hand with tiny fur, were driven by some strange power to constantly wander around the second level.
Swoosh—
The moment Feng Xia saw them, they also saw Feng Xia!
No matter how he looked at it, how could this be the second level of the Demon Imperial Tombs that was rich in resources?
It was clearly a bloody and brutal purgatory on earth!
“What the hell!”
Faced with such a terrifying scene, no matter how slow Feng Xia was, he could imagine it…
The second level of the Demon Imperial Tombs…
No, the entire Demon Imperial Tombs might have already undergone a huge change!
In the 10 years between the last time it opened and this time, a terrifying change that no one knew about had occurred in the Demon Imperial Tombs.
This was simply a graveyard, or even a mass grave!
“Moreover, judging from the current situation, this mutation probably erupted from the inside out and corroded the entire second level… No, it’s possible that the third level is also a gone case. In fact, it won’t be long before it spreads to the first level. Then…”
Feng Xia did not dare to continue imagining.
“What… what the hell is all this?!”
Patriarch Muchen thought that he was already ferocious enough, but when he saw this scene, he still shivered fiercely and had the immediate urge to run away.
However, Feng Xia’s palm had already grabbed onto his body, and his other hand was beating the war drum with the hilt of the butcher knife.
Thud!
The dull drumbeat turned into blood clouds and exploded. Feng Xia retreated at the same time, heading straight for Zhu Youniang and Qing Lin.
“Let’s go, we’ll kill our way back!”
At this moment, the broken limbs and remains that covered the entire mountains and plains seemed to have gone crazy and they all surged towards Feng Xia!
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