Chapter 891 Soul Capture
The demon cultivator Zhong Chou seemed to have sensed the scorching gaze and heavy breathing of the sturdy man surnamed Zhong. He waved his sleeves and collected the treasures in the storage bag of the ancient barbarian cultivator. He turned around and sneered, mocking and ridiculing for a while:
"My dear nephew! If you hadn't used the power of the barbarian bull totem, how could you have led me to this ancient tomb? Speaking of which, I should have given you a few treasures! But for the sake of your father, these will be spared! Hahahaha!"
The sturdy man surnamed Zhong clenched his fists, his face turned red, and he was extremely angry. He shouted: "Today You can't leave the ancient tomb while I'm here! Leave all the treasures in the sarcophagus to me! Otherwise, don't blame me for not considering the feelings of our fellow tribesmen! "
The demon cultivator Zhong Chou looked him up and down, sighed and said: "More arrogant than your father! Humph, I wanted to spare your life, but now it seems that there is no need! How much strength can you recover in just a short while? You dare to shout at Uncle Qiu!"
As he spoke, the demon cultivator Zhong Chou sacrificed a flying sword surrounded by black air, like a flash of black light, and slashed directly at the strong man named Zhong, accurately and fiercely! He left no room for maneuver at the first move.
Hiding in the dark of the tomb passage, the Winged Fire Witch in the dark blue bubble said happily: "The uncle and nephew of their Barbarian Bull tribe are fighting! Such a united tribe dares to compete with our witch tribe? Hehe, haha!"
Zhilan urged: "Captain! Now is a good time to attack! Block the tomb passage and catch them off guard."
Ye Ling's eyes flashed slightly, shook his head and said: "No hurry! The Barbarian Bull tribe's Tianjiao lost his mace, but he still has the energy to deal with the demon cultivator Zhong Chou. From his appearance, it seems that the power of the totem has not been exhausted, and most of him has a backup plan! If we rush up now, once we encounter the Barbarian Bull totem transformation, we will inevitably be injured. Wait a little longer."
Baihua Girl and Zhilan nodded silently.
The Winged Fire Witch was eager to move, and she didn't agree with Ye Ling's words, but after all, it was the captain's order, she didn't dare to disobey, so she had to stay in the dark blue bubble and continue to watch the battle.
At the end of the tomb passage, the battle was in full swing. Seeing that the strong man surnamed Zhong could not hold on any longer and was about to lose, the demon cultivator Zhong Chou laughed loudly and raised his sword to cut him down!
At this moment, the strong man surnamed Zhong did not dodge or evade, but roared in a dull voice, and once again exerted the power of the totem, and the ancient barbarian bull possessed him! The bull's horns immediately knocked Zhong Chou's black sword away and broke it into several pieces!
At the same time, the demon cultivator Zhong Chou's natal flying sword shattered, causing his soul to be injured, and he vomited blood!
"You, you actually still have the power of the totem!" The demon cultivator Zhong Chou was shocked. The opponent had most of the killer maces of the barbarian bull, and he lost his flying sword and suffered internal injuries. The situation changed, which he had never expected.
However, the strong man surnamed Zhong was not feeling well either. His face was pale and beads of sweat dripped down. He barely maintained the power of the totem and rushed forward with a ferocious face, wanting to crush the traitor Uncle Qiu of his tribe with the power of the ancient barbarian bull!
At this critical moment, the demon cultivator Zhong Qiu, even though he had the ghost talisman and the ghost soldiers, did not know what they were. He just desperately strengthened his body protection and high-quality armor to resist.
With a loud bang! The armor and various body protection light shields of the demon cultivator Zhong Qiu shattered! He also fell more than ten feet away and struggled for a long time without getting up.
"Hahaha! Your death is coming!" The strong man surnamed Zhong said hoarsely, wanting to give him the last blow.
However, at this moment, the demon cultivator Zhong Qiu suddenly pointed at his eyebrows and his soul left his body! He gave up his physical body, carried the storage bag and the ghost talisman, and fled at the cost of burning his soul, turning into a residual image!
(End of this chapter)
The demon cultivator Zhong Chou seemed to have sensed the burning gaze and heavy breathing of the Zhong man. He waved his sleeves and collected the treasures in the ancient barbarian cultivator's storage bag. He turned around and sneered, mocking and ridiculing for a while:
"My dear nephew! If you hadn't used the power of the barbarian bull totem, how could you have led me to this ancient tomb? Speaking of which, I should have given you a few treasures! But for your father's sake, these will be spared! Hahahaha!"
The Zhong man clenched his fists, his face flushed into the color of liver, and he was extremely angry and shouted: " With me here today, you can't leave the ancient tomb! Leave all the treasures in the sarcophagus to me! Otherwise, don't blame me for not considering the feelings of our fellow tribesmen! "
The demon cultivator Zhong Chou looked him up and down, sighed and said: "More arrogant than your father! Humph, I wanted to spare your life, but now it seems that there is no need! In just a short while, how much strength can you recover? You dare to shout at Uncle Qiu! "
While speaking, the demon cultivator Zhong Chou sacrificed a flying sword surrounded by black air, like a flash of black light, and slashed directly at the strong man named Zhong, accurately and fiercely! He left no room for maneuver at the first move.
Hiding in the dark of the tomb passage, the Winged Fire Witch in the dark blue bubble said happily: "The uncle and nephew of their Barbarian Bull tribe are fighting! Such a united tribe dares to compete with our witch tribe? Hehe, haha!"
Zhilan urged: "Captain! Now is a good time to attack! Block the tomb passage and catch them off guard."
Ye Ling's eyes flashed slightly, shook his head and said: "No hurry! The Barbarian Bull tribe's Tianjiao lost his mace, but he still has the energy to deal with the demon cultivator Zhong Chou. From his appearance, it seems that the power of the totem has not been exhausted, and most of him has a backup plan! If we rush up now, once we encounter the Barbarian Bull totem transformation, we will inevitably be injured. Wait a little longer."
Baihua Girl and Zhilan nodded silently.
The Winged Fire Witch was eager to move, and she didn't agree with Ye Ling's words, but after all, it was the captain's order, she didn't dare to disobey, so she had to stay in the dark blue bubble and continue to watch the battle.
At the end of the tomb passage, the battle was in full swing. Seeing that the strong man surnamed Zhong could not hold on any longer and was about to lose, the demon cultivator Zhong Chou laughed loudly and raised his sword to cut him down!
At this moment, the strong man surnamed Zhong did not dodge or evade. He roared in a dull voice and used the power of the totem again. The ancient barbarian bull possessed him! The bull's horns immediately knocked Zhong Chou's black sword away and broke it into several pieces!
At the same time, the demon cultivator Zhong Chou's natal flying sword shattered, causing his soul to be injured, and he vomited blood!
"You, you actually still have the power of the totem!" The demon cultivator Zhong Chou was shocked. The opponent had most of the killer maces of the barbarian bull, while he lost his flying sword and suffered internal injuries. The situation changed, which he had never expected.
However, the strong man surnamed Zhong was not feeling well either. His face was pale and beads of sweat dripped down. He barely maintained the power of the totem and rushed forward with a ferocious face, wanting to crush the traitor Uncle Qiu of his tribe with the power of the ancient barbarian bull!
At this critical moment, the demon cultivator Zhong Qiu, even though he had the ghost talisman and the ghost soldiers, did not know what they were. He just desperately blessed his body and the top-grade armor to resist.
With a loud bang! The armor and various body protection shields of the demon cultivator Zhong Qiu shattered! He also fell more than ten feet away and struggled for a long time without getting up.
"Hahaha! Your death is coming!" The strong man surnamed Zhong said hoarsely, wanting to give him the last blow.
However, at this moment, the demon cultivator Zhong Qiu suddenly pointed at his eyebrows and his soul left his body! He gave up his physical body, carried the storage bag and the ghost talisman, and fled at the cost of burning his soul, turning into a residual image!
(End of this chapter)
