I fished out corpses in Wuding River to extract entries

Although Xie Que is already an innate self, because the poisonous sand palm has not yet developed its energy, its own skin has not yet had time to be forged.

As a result, Xie Que was a little miserable.

What's even worse is that Xie Que felt that his heart began to resonate with the rhythm of the drum.

The rhythm of the Taoist nun's beating of the leather drum gradually slowed down, and Xie Que also felt that his heartbeat began to slow down, and his whole body felt a little weak.

Tie Zhi also took advantage of the situation, grabbed Xie Que's legs, and sank toward the bottom of the water.

The rhythm of the drum gradually slowed down and was about to stop, and Xie Que also felt that his thinking was becoming stagnant.

At this moment, a clear ringing sound suddenly sounded.

Even under water, Xie Que could hear it clearly.

That didn't seem to be an ordinary voice, but came from deep within the soul.

The drum beat stopped at this moment, and Xie Que took the opportunity to smash the iron corpse's head with one punch, and rushed out of the river with great force.

The adoptive father who had disappeared for a long time had reappeared.

Dashun still had a downcast look. He seemed not to have fallen into the water at all, and his clothes, beard and hair were still dry.

He held the bamboo wormwood and stood silently on the board of the boat.

Tong Guan also appeared next to Dashun at some unknown time, soaked to the skin and trembling constantly.

He seemed to have encountered some unspeakable horror, and his pupils were full of horror.

Xie Que exhaled and looked not far away.

At this time, the Taoist nun had revealed her boar-headed form, holding a leather drum in her arms, and was facing Dashun.

The Taoist nun's mouth suddenly became murmuring: "Yuan Shun, I respect you for being a citizen of Jinmen and willing to give up your martial arts."

"Now, if you return that female corpse to me, I will no longer embarrass you."

The thunderous drum beat sounded, even more violent and violent than before.

The sound of the drum hit his heart like a heavy hammer, and Xie Que's face instantly turned pale.

I'm afraid this Taoist nun's realm is unusual...

Seeing him calling his adoptive father by his name, he knew that his strength was beyond his ability to deal with.

Just now, he just took advantage of the entry and was able to gain some advantages.

Once the other party shows his true intentions, his own talent really means nothing.

The remaining wooden boards on the water surface were broken into pieces one after another, flying and falling on the control. They rippled with the frequency of the drum sound and kept flying out and hitting Xie Que.

It was like countless iron nails smashing into his body. Although Xie Que said his body was strong and could withstand it, the pain was unbearable.

But at this moment, he was more concerned about whether his adoptive father, Tong Guan, could withstand this monster.

He blocked the sawdust and was about to pounce in front of Dashun when the bell rang again.

On the river, a shadow with three heads formed in an instant.

Their bodies seemed to be made of countless shadows, with a hint of weird beauty in their disarray.

Faintly, Xie Que could actually see the facial features of these three heads.

A silent panic began to spread from Xie Que's feet.

Xie Que took a deep breath and shuddered a little.

The three heads above the shadow are inexplicably similar to his three brothers.

Vaguely, Xie Que had to wonder whether the death of his three brothers had something to do with his adoptive father.

But after getting along with him for a period of time, Xie Que found it hard to believe that Dashun was actually such a person.

In order to sacrifice this bell...kill his three adopted sons?

The Taoist nun's words reminded Xie Que of what Zhang Yuyang, the tomb keeper, said: Yuan Shun gave up... What exactly did he give up...

All kinds of doubts began to tangle in Xie Que's heart.

"Yin Yang Rotating Yuan Drum!" Two haloes of black and white intertwined spread out from the drum body.

In Xie Que's yin and yang eyes, the halo was entangled with several pairs of male and female ghosts with extremely resentful eyes.

The next moment, a heart-wrenching chewing sound suddenly sounded.

Those ghosts were instantly swallowed up by the three-headed shadow.

The Taoist nun exclaimed and slapped the drum hard with strong resentment.

A woman's face appeared, and blood was dripping from her bright red wedding dress.

Screams and roars instantly rang in Xie Que's ears, and the ghostly figure immediately pounced on the three monsters, and the two began to fight and entangle.

Taking this opportunity, Xie Que stood up and swam to the Taoist nun.

Like a powerful python in the water, he instantly shattered the wooden board under the Taoist nun's feet.

His left hand quickly and accurately grabbed the Taoist nun's neck.

"Dang!"

The drum beat sounded, and Xie Que was in a trance and lost his target.

The Taoist nun also dodged and appeared on another wooden board again.

"Yuan Shun!" A sharp voice suddenly sounded, and the Taoist nun's voice was filled with extreme resentment.

Xie Que looked sideways and saw that the woman's ghost had been completely swallowed up by the three shadows, leaving a big red wedding dress falling into the water and disappearing.

"You actually destroyed my drum spirit!" The boar's head roared into the sky, and two figures suddenly appeared in the water.

Xie Que looked around and saw that they were not shadows, but two martial arts experts.

In Xie Que's opinion, these two people at least have innate strength.

Xie Que swam quickly. Perhaps his speed on land was not as fast as that of ordinary innate warriors.

But in the water, Xie Que was not only faster than them.

The two collided head-on, and the temperature of the water surface not only increased a little under the intersection of hot energy and blood.

As the fight unfolded, Xie Que originally thought the opponent would be an iron corpse or even another monster.

But he discovered that this was actually a real innate warrior.

Although they were both innate, Xie Que, who had the bonus of being able to gain water from a dragon, was able to make the opponent miserable within a few moves.

"Trapped!" Xie Que gathered his energy and punched out.

The left fist actually penetrated the opponent's back!

Blood splashed out together with broken bones and internal organs, and the blood was instantly stained red.

This punch actually penetrated an innate warrior of the same level.

The death trial scroll was opened.

Conquering power: blue entry, when facing low-level warriors, one's own courage will intimidate the opponent.

On the other side, the innate warrior was entangled in shadows, and was pulled underwater in the blink of an eye and disappeared.

The Taoist nun seemed to be accumulating some unknown power at this moment. She saw the two warriors dying but showed no reaction.

The bell rang, breaking the silence of the moment.

The boar head suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

The Taoist nun's eyes turned bright red instantly: "Yuan Shun!"

The three-headed shadow gradually swam toward her. The Taoist nun couldn't tell her expression, but her tone was also close to madness.

"Forget it, Yangyin!"

As a deafening drum beat sounded, all the wooden boards on the river were turned into powder in an instant.

Li Qiuhe's face was revealed from the water ripples caused by the sound of the drums, and a look of fear and despair could be vaguely seen in his facial features.

Dashun threw the bamboo shoots in his hand into the water and held Tong Guan in his right hand.

Taking a step forward, the two of them stood on it as light as flying birds.