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Chapter 198 Battle of the top

The Holy Drum is in Yang Sheng's hands. This is an indisputable fact.

It's just that such a holy soul of Baima was actually used by Yang Sheng and others. What method did they use? Seeing those Lao people, I knew in my heart that I couldn't guess the answer. Since they dared to use such a naked person like Baima,

If a living being is made into a so-called sacred instrument, then there must be a way to use this drum.

On that day, the lama named Manrenba took away the holy drum in exchange for Lushan. On that day, all of us thought that Manrenba would play the holy drum by himself, but we didn’t.

Thinking that it still appeared here, and still appeared in Yang Sheng's hands, I don't think what happened behind this is something we can delve into.

Yang Sheng, who was accompanying him, beat the sacred drum and the woman's Sanskrit singing voice became clearer and clearer. With this clear voice, a shadow appeared faintly above the altar.

She is so blurry, but Lu Shan's whole body is trembling at the moment. As for me, I also know who it is because during the battle at Lake of Ten Thousand Ghosts, Lu Shan once summoned this figure. The answer is also very simple, that is, it was sealed.

Pema's soul in the drum.

It's just that when the soul appeared that day, except for the holy feeling, there was no complete soul feeling.

To be precise, it's like a living person without thoughts of his own.

The soul should be intact, but the soul's will should have been sealed by those lamas using special means. Otherwise, how could Pema with such a kind character be willing to be sealed by a group of evil people?

No wonder Lu Shankou kept saying that he wanted Baima to be reincarnated.

At this time, only the last few of Yang Sheng's dead soldiers are still intersecting with various spells. The advantage on our side still exists.

Wu Tian stood coldly in front of the altar and took a look at the situation in front of him. He suddenly said: "You can't take advantage of the enemy when you bully us. It's ridiculous!"

In a very simple sentence, this has always been Wu Tian's speaking style. To understand it, when their masters are busy working on the altar, we cannot take advantage of them. Therefore, we are ridiculous. In this battle, we

It’s also a sure loss.

He has always been like this, facing everyone in the world with a cold and disdainful attitude, as if every word he spoke was an insult.

While he was speaking, ten unusually tall people suddenly appeared from behind the altar. They did not wear masks, and wore black costumes with an evil dragon embroidered with teeth and claws on them. They appeared silently.

Wu Tian unexpectedly sighed and said again: "It's not easy to cultivate elites, so go ahead."

Facing Wu Tian like this, I really wanted to yell. Will I die if I explain it clearly? I reflected for a long time before I realized that what he meant was that these ten talents in black are the real elites cultivated by the transformation fluid. It is a pity.

It means to use it on this battlefield and then let them take action.

As soon as he finished speaking, these ten people rushed towards the battlefield like ten arrowheads. The speed was incredibly fast. In the blink of an eye, they rushed towards a man who looked ordinary, but was brave and good at fighting. He had always shown

In front of a very brave monk.

There was no enemy in front of the monk and he was rushing towards Yang Sheng. When the man in black was approaching, he realized it and stopped suddenly.

As the distance got closer, I could see the face of the man in black clearly. It was a completely dry and black face, and it was different from the blackness of black people. It was a dead gray blackness. To put it simply, it was

A zombie face!

Such a face looks very scary, and the expression is as stiff as that of a zombie. The expressionless face looks extremely cold, but it does not have the kind of madness that is about to run out of life. It is just a condescending, indifferent look at the warrior in front of you.

demeanor.

I thought of Wu Tian's words about "it's not easy". Are these elites the real finished products built with human lives? Are they going to conquer Kunlun together with Yang Sheng?

Before I had time to think about it, I saw the man in black robe coldly raising his fist when facing the monk who suddenly stopped. The monk, perhaps angered by his indifferent attitude, yelled.

The guardian shadow behind him is a tutu. I don’t know exactly what tutu it is, but it feels full of power!

Under this shout, the phantom of the Toutuo became clearer, and the monk raised his fist and rushed towards the man in black.

There was a dull sound of 'bang' at the moment when the two fists collided, or the force of the collision was too great, so I could hear it clearly standing here. It seemed that the time was silent for a second, and then the monk let out a suppressed sound.

And a deep growl of pain

Just as he opened his mouth, a stream of blood spurted out and fell on the snow, and also splashed on the face of the man in black. The monk's arms hung softly, and then his body moved crazily towards the back uncontrollably.

As he retreated, a long trace was pulled out on the snow. After retreating wildly for more than 5 meters, he was pulled back by a warrior behind him.

It seemed that it took some effort for the two of them to stabilize their bodies.

As for the man in black, he wiped the blood on his face with his fingers nervously, put his fingers into his mouth, and then showed a look of intoxication and nostalgia on his face. The next second, he suddenly clenched his fists and moved towards that man again.

The monk and the warrior who supported him rushed forward!

Oops, my heart sank. I knew they were in danger. I had just witnessed the power of these elites!

These warriors fought until now only about thirty of them were left. They paid a huge price to kill all Yang Sheng's dead soldiers. They really can't die anymore!

Faced with such an astonishing power, after a game of two or three seconds, the power warriors who restored the battle situation temporarily stopped and just watched. However, when the man in black began to sprint again, they

He rushed forward without hesitation.

I heard Uncle Hui shouting: "It's time!"

What time is it? Is there any trump card? Before I had time to react, I suddenly heard the telepathy formation that communicated with the King of Sorrows. The voice suddenly increased, especially that of the monk responsible for communication. His voice suddenly became high-pitched, but he was chanting like this.

While chanting sutras, he started spitting out blood.

The same goes for the descendants of the Wu family. Their seven orifices are bleeding very badly and their faces are even paler.

It turns out that the Weeping King Kong is already full of cracks. Now under such circumstances, the cracks that were originally not big began to move quickly on the Weeping King Kong's body. Looking at it, it looks like the statue of the Weeping King Kong will break out at any time.

Looks like it's about to collapse

However, before I had time to pay attention, Wu Tian's voice was already coming: "Array of Heavenly Punishment? You will not succeed."

While we were talking, I saw Wu Tian holding a strange hand gesture in his hand. Before we had time to react, he suddenly stamped his foot. This was Wu Tian's real move!

What spell will it be this time?

The world seemed to be silent for a second again. In this second, I saw the old leader take out four golden formation seals from his body and throw them in the direction of the formation, shouting: "Go!"

Then these formation seals quickly floated towards the four different corners of the Heavenly Punishment Formation as if they had eyes.

These four formation seals look much higher than the ordinary formation seals held by those entering the formation.

The old leader sat down immediately, made the secrets in his hands, and shouted: "Consolidate the formation!"

At this time, Sister Jenny began to pinch her head quickly, and a stream of soul power poured out crazily.

At the same time, the ground suddenly bulged not far from Wu Tian's feet, and then a huge force came from the bulging place and rushed towards this side.
Chapter completed!
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