I picked up a property.

Chapter 0337

Ancestor Muchen's body suddenly froze.

Even the clouds that turned from red to black suddenly stopped rolling, as if time had stopped at this moment.

The shock in Ancestor Muchen's chest was even a thousand times more intense than this!

The figure that suddenly appeared behind him was like a ghost, making no sound.

He has clearly blocked the entrance to the Shenguang Long Bridge. It stands to reason that even the Demon King would have difficulty breaking in. No matter who comes, there should be some movement.

however……

Nothing!

"You... who are you?!"

Ancestor Mu Chen was about to turn around when the figure behind him suddenly blew a breath.

You must know that the original body of Ancestor Muchen is an incomplete artifact, made of divine gold and divine materials. The material is beyond ordinary people's imagination. It is said that it should be absolutely invulnerable to cold and heat!

But at this moment, he felt a terrible chill.

What was blowing on him?

It was so cold, so freezing to the bone, colder than ten thousand years of ice, that it made Ancestor Mu Chen's scalp numb for a moment.

"Get out of here, ancestor!"

Ancestor Muchen roared angrily, his magic power exploded, and he turned around suddenly.

Immediately, he felt cold all over his body.

Behind him, there was nothing but a desolate wasteland.

Empty!

It was as if it was just an illusion on his part from beginning to end.

What makes ancestor Mu Chen even more horrified is that even at this time, the other party did not make any sound!

Invisible, invisible, intangible!

"Damn it, what on earth is it! Is there any ghost running out of the second floor of the Demon Emperor's Mausoleum?"

He couldn't help but cursed in a low voice, was he living like a ghost?

It is conceivable that the ghost that can exist in the Demon Emperor's Mausoleum will definitely not be a simple thing, and its bloodthirsty and terrifying level may even exceed his own body!

"Didn't you say that... you want to kill... this emperor..."

From behind, the ethereal voice came again, still without any warning, and suddenly sounded from behind.

"Wha...what...kill you?"

Ancestor Mu Chen was confused when he heard this, but soon, he seemed to have thought of something, and his mind gradually sank to the bottom: "I am the emperor? Wait, are you..."

A terrible guess emerged in his mind.

He just said one sentence...

Even God will kill you!

Looking at the entire Demon Emperor's Tomb, who else can be called a "god"?

The answer is only that one.

However, those words were only meant to intimidate Xia Donghai. In any case, Patriarch Mu Chen never expected that his boastful words would actually attract a big guy!

An extremely terrifying dead soul!

"No, it's not like that!"

Ancestor Mu Chen fainted almost instantly. His voice trembled, and his whole body was suddenly enveloped in blood mist, quickly turning into a incomplete war drum!

A long time ago, the war drum was soaked with blood, and the whole body showed a dark red color, exuding a terrifying evil spirit.

Astonishingly, ancestor Muchen was scared out of his body!

"S-Senior!" He squeezed out a few words hoarsely, "I was just joking, yes, just joking! Your Excellency has a lot of..."

"You don't want to kill me... Why don't you do it quickly... I have wanted to die for a long time... Pfft..."

At this moment, Ancestor Muchen suddenly heard a chuckle.

Crisp and ethereal, with an irrepressible smile, it is completely different from the previous half of the sound.

"What...is wrong!"

No matter how dull Mu Chen's ancestor was, he still noticed something unusual at this time.

He looked around, and soon his eyes fell on the side of the drum body.

"This thread on my body...when did it get wrapped around me?"

In the corner of the broken war drum, a thin white thread is wrapped there. If you are not careful, you will completely ignore it and regard it as part of the drum body.

But Ancestor Muchen’s true form is this drum. Even if he didn’t notice it at first, he immediately discovered it when he came back to his senses...

There seems to be something extra on my body!

"Ah, I accidentally exposed my secret."

"It's okay, it's okay. It's just for fun."

Two voices came from behind again.

It was just as abrupt as before, but no longer as spooky.

Swah——

Ancestor Mu Chen took action and wiped out the white thread.

The sound coming from behind completely disappeared.

"Damn..." Noticing this change, Mu Chen's ancestor turned into a hunchbacked old man again, his face so ugly that it seemed like water could drip from his face, "Xia Donghai! Get out here, ancestor -"

Boom!

The terrifying blood cloud turned into a storm and once again erupted from his body.

Bloody, violent, bloodthirsty...all kinds of negative emotions spewed out from the ancestor of Muchen and bombarded the surrounding wasteland.

He is like a twilight drum, the darkness is approaching, awakening the most negative emotions in people's hearts.

The name of ancestor Muchen comes from this.

Just in the next moment.

An extremely cruel evil spirit suddenly swept towards his face, and almost instantly, ancestor Mu Chen's expression changed drastically.

"What is this?!"

That evil aura is not only more powerful than him, but also contains the spirit of wielding a sword towards the sky, moving forward indomitably, and never looking back until the sky is broken!

Click!

The sword light swept across, easily sweeping away all the blood clouds.

Ancestor Mu Chen had no time to defend himself, and was slashed across his body by the light of the sword, and his whole body exploded one after another!

"Xia Donghai...you..."

Pfft!

Feng Xia walked out of the darkness holding a butcher's knife and looked at the broken drum on the ground with a strange expression.

Originally, in order to pursue a quick victory and kill with one strike to avoid any possible accidents, he took out the big killing weapon - the butcher's knife when no one else was watching on the second floor.

The result was somewhat beyond his expectation...

When the butcher's knife slashed through the ancestor of Muchen, that is, the tattered war drum, a strange change suddenly occurred.

It seemed to have suddenly become spiritual, and at the moment when it was about to destroy the consciousness of ancestor Mu Chen, it deflected slightly.

As a result, the form of ancestor Muchen was cut off, but his consciousness was still there, and it was completely integrated into the war drum and became the weapon spirit of the war drum!

"What the hell is going on here..."

Feng Xia had a strange look on his face. He and Zhu Youniang Qinglin walked forward together, came to the war drum that fell to the ground, raised their hands and knocked on the drum surface.

"Are you there?" He thought for a moment and asked.

"Xia, Xia Donghai!"

After an unknown amount of time, seeing that Feng Xia had no intention of leaving, a voice full of fear finally came out from the drum: "Why is that knife in your hand?"

Feng Xia thought for a moment and answered seriously:

"Picked it up on the roadside, why?"

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Chapter 0338

"Picked up on the side of the road?"

Even in his original form, Ancestor Muchen was still dumbfounded: "Such a peerless divine item... can also be picked up on the roadside?"

Do you think the ancestor is stupid?

Although he didn't know the origin of this knife, he could still somewhat detect it through his body's mysterious induction. This was an extremely terrifying divine object!

Not only that, there is some mysterious connection between the butcher knife and the war drum of his body.

It's as if... Buthu Dao is his superior leader and has a natural suppression on him!

It is precisely because of the existence of this connection that the killer knife of the Butcher Knife was slightly deflected at that moment.

Instead of beating him to death physically and mentally, he destroyed his physical body and directly beat him back to his original form as a war drum.

This kind of situation is also unheard of and unseen for ancestor Muchen!

It stands to reason that even if his body is broken, it is still a divine weapon after all. It is unimaginable that it will be suppressed by a butcher's knife!

"Could it be that this pig-killing knife and the ancestor's body came from the same place..."

Ancestor Muchen couldn't help but ponder.

He was a consciousness that was born after the war drum was broken. He was not the original weapon spirit of the war drum, so he knew nothing about the origin of the war drum.

He only knew that from the moment he had a vague consciousness, he had been buried underground all year round. Fortunately, there was a battlefield of staggering scale nearby. Countless blood was shed every day, and the evil spirit was overwhelming. Finally, the consciousness of ancestor Mu Chen was gradually nurtured and completed. .

Twilight is the end.

The morning light is the light born after the dark night.

This is also one of the important reasons why he named himself "Muchen".

"But then again, the consciousness of this sword seems to be not as good as that of the ancestor. Could it be that it was just instinctive and has been annihilated long ago? In this case, the ancestor may not have a chance..."

Thousands of thoughts flashed through my heart, and even a trace of the Lunar Calendar's murderous intention gradually came into being. But on the surface, Patriarch Mu Chen still apologized solemnly: "Fellow Taoist Xia Donghai, this time it was indeed Patriarch who did it. Got through it..."

Feng Xia stared at him motionless.

"so what?"

"So, the ancestor is willing to use a huge secret in exchange for his own way of survival..."

Feng Xia's hand holding the butcher's knife dropped. He thought for a moment after hearing this, and then nodded, with deep curiosity in his expression: "What secret?"

"There is something strange about this wasteland. Ancestor is afraid that the walls have ears. Please come closer..."

Feng Xia Yiyan took a few steps closer, and the curiosity between her eyebrows became even stronger.

"It's like this..." Ancestor Muchen lowered his voice and said in a mysterious tone, "Little guy, you are still too young to fight with Ancestor!"

boom-

A tragic blood cloud suddenly erupted, like a volcano that had been suppressed to its limit, erupting with earth-shaking waves of destruction!

Although his transformed body has been destroyed, he is more special than ordinary monsters. The destruction of his transformed body has little impact on his strength!

The current Ancestor Mu Chen is like a poisonous snake that has been waiting for an opportunity for a long time. It suddenly rises up, venom surges, and launches the most violent attack on Feng Xia!

"You shouldn't have given Ancestor the chance to get close——"

"Squat down."