I Pick Up A Bunch Of Attributes

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 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 is definitely not 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, Ancestor Mu Chen never expected that his boastful words would actually attract a big guy!

An extremely terrifying dead soul!

"No, that's not the case!"

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 voice.

"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 around 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 as extremely abrupt as before, but it no longer looked so eerie.

Swish——

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 of 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 the next moment.

An extremely cruel evil spirit suddenly swept towards his face, and almost instantly, the face of ancestor Mu Chen 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..."

Plop!

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..."

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 it up on the roadside?"

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