Chapter 40: The Drum of Qiuniu

  The drum of Qiuniu

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  Luo Shen and his group, when they saw that things were not going well, calmly ordered everyone to retreat, but it was too late. Like the dragon tribe, they were trapped in this gloomy world.

  "Ah——" a miserable cry, everyone looked, the water god's originally pale face instantly turned into a green-faced and fang-like appearance, with black air spewing from his mouth as he rolled around on the ground.

  "What's going on?" The surrounding water gods were all in an uproar, staring at the face opposite them, suddenly flustered and at a loss.

  "This is evil energy entering the body, everyone don't panic, first use your own magic treasures to protect yourself." Xuan Shui, being knowledgeable and experienced, gave out a suggestion.

  Everyone quickly followed the method of Xuan Shui, and one by one, they released their magical treasures, covering them on top of their heads. The treasures' lights shone in all directions, forming transparent covers around each person. After the water gods protected themselves, they turned back to look at the first unlucky ghost, only to see that there was no one left, just a skeleton remaining. Everyone secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

  Bang, crackle and pop...

  "What's this noise?"

  "Look, how can your skeleton stand up?"

  "No good, he's going to attack, ah—"

  A shrill cry, and the skeletal hands had already pierced through the protective shield of a Water God's treasure, inserted into his head, pulled out the Water God's life plate, and in the midst of the Water God's anguished cries, crunched and devoured it with a "ka-cha ka-cha" sound.

  "Ahhh~~~~~~" A sharp voice pierced through the gloomy world, a female water goddess possibly unable to withstand the stimulation, picked up her magic treasure and started attacking wildly.

  "Qinhe, what are you doing? Hurry up and defend!" A group of affected water gods asked in unison.

  "Qinhe sister!!!!!" Luoshen exclaimed.

  But it was too late, the skull had already swallowed the first water god's fate, and had long been eyeing the crazed Qu River. A ghostly shadow flashed by, and the skull's head was already inserted into Qu River's head, with fresh blood flowing down from Qu River's head, looking incredibly terrifying.

  "Hurry up, everyone connect the shields together." shouted Huang Shui.

  Luo Shen was staring blankly at the corpse of Qin He, which was slowly rotting away, as if she had lost her soul. She stood there, frozen and expressionless, which was too eerie for Luo Shen, who was used to freely pursuing music in the Luo River. She felt that same feeling of powerlessness again.

  "What's wrong? Are you thinking of Third Brother?" Suddenly, a naughty voice rose from the bottom of her heart, although it was teasing, but it brought Luo Shen infinite light and hope.

  "Third Brother!!!" Luoshen cried out in a voice that was trembling with sobs, like a wronged child who had found a parent and wanted to pour everything out.

  "Alright, don't cry, Third Brother is here, nothing can't be solved."

  "Who cries at someone else's house."

  "Luoshen, what are you standing there for, crying? Hurry up!" shouted Xingyun, who was directing everyone to set up a large protective shield.

  Luo Shen: ...

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  On the dragon tribe's side, Huang Long looked at the army that was already prepared and began to chant: "The dragon tribe has magical powers, in the sea it can turn over the oceans, on land it can turn over the heavens..."

  "Bang." At this moment, a dull drumbeat interrupted Huang Long's chanting.

  Then a rapid drumbeat sounded, shaking this gloomy world and making it tremble.

  "What's going on?" Huang Long frowned and looked back at the elder.

  "What's going on? Who is it? Who's making trouble? Come out." A voice came from the gloomy world, this voice seemed to come from all directions, giving people a feeling of being under his control. However, judging from his tone, he seemed to be afraid of that drumbeat.

  "What's going on?" Luoshen frowned, "The rhythm of this drumbeat is so messy, but the effect is still good."

  Shen Long's old face turned red, this drum point was hard-won by himself, and it was actually described as noisy. Indeed a professional musician.

  "A long, mournful dragon's roar echoed through the heavens, and then a purple seven-clawed divine dragon flew over the Netherworld, landing in the Dragon Clan's camp."

  "How's that? Third Brother said he'd take care of it, so he will. To thank Third Brother, let me call out to Husband and hear him." Shen Long saw the situation was under control, so he started flirting with Luo Sheng.

  "Is that dragon deity the one holding the shock bell, Kun'er?" Luo Shen said with a poker face.

  Shen Long: "Uh..." But in his heart, he cursed, "You damn girl, you took advantage of my brother and still sold me out."

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  The dragon tribe's camp, after a dragon's roar, Ao Tian's face turned gloomy because he heard his own daughter's voice. Sure enough, after the dragon's roar, a purple dragon flew down from the sky and stood in front of Huang Long and himself.

  "What's going on, Kun'er? Didn't you go to Liubo Mountain? Who told you to come back?" Ao Tian scolded with a stern face.

  "Dragon Father, Third Brother said you're in trouble and asked me to come and assist."

  "Xuan Long, I won't let you off——!" Ao Tian angrily shouted towards the sky, his voice shaking the underworld and causing it to churn, no weaker than the drumbeat just now, showing how deep his resentment was. Shen Long, on the other end, heard this and shrunk its neck slightly.

  "Hmph!!" Luoshen looked at Shenlong's appearance, let out a cold snort, and glared at the dragon tribe army in front of her.

  "Dragon Dad, what are you doing? I'm here to deliver a treasure to you guys."

  "What kind of magic is this? Can't we handle this small world in front of us?" Ao Tianyi said indifferently.

  "What a treasure," Huang Long was secretly pleased, although his own Heaven-Defying Palm could destroy this gloomy world, but it came with a price, and he couldn't use his magical powers for a thousand years.

  "It's this!" Ao Kun said with a wave of his hand, and in front of everyone appeared thirty-six large purple drums, each with a pattern that resembled a cow but wasn't quite one.

  "What is this...?" The crowd asked in confusion.

  "This is what Third Brother made for me, you've forgotten, it was that time when Third Brother promised to compensate me with a treasure."

  Huang Long and Ao Tian suddenly remembered that Shen Long had told her about a location where she could find a treasure, apologizing to Ao Kun: In the East China Sea, there is a Flowing Waves Mountain, 7,000 miles into the sea. On it, there is a beast, resembling an ox, with a dark body and no horns, one foot. When it enters or exits the water, wind and rain must follow. Its light is like the sun and moon, its sound is like thunder, and its name is called Kui Cow.

  "Is this the treasure made by the Qiu Niu?" Huang Long said curiously.

  "Right, Third Brother said that the Qiu Niu belongs to Thunder and Lightning, with extremely Yang properties, while this world is a Yin-yang world, with extremely Yin properties, which can be restrained. Huang Zu, quickly select the 36 Thunder and Lightning attribute Da Luo Golden Immortals and beat the Qiu Niu drum."

  "Alright, Tianyi elder, quickly go and choose people." Huang Long said excitedly.

  "Hmph." Ao Tian let out a cold snort, but his expression eased slightly.

  "Dong~~~~ dong dong~~~~~ dong dong~~~~~~~~~~~"

  They soon found the thirty-six men and simultaneously beat the drums. For a moment, the drumbeats shook five hundred miles away with one strike, and three thousand eight hundred miles away with continuous strikes. The entire underworld was shaken, with the sky spinning and the earth rotating.

  "Hmph!!!! Do you think that's enough?! The River of Oblivion merges with the Yellow Springs, and the Yellow Springs enter the River of Oblivion. Behold, I am the great Underworld!" The River of Oblivion and the Yellow Springs seem to have merged, their voices sounding like a composite tone.

  Only the sound of the underworld was loud, and the sound of "returning" rose one after another, colliding with the drumbeat. The drumbeat was loud, stirring up the morale of the soldiers, and the morale of the soldiers was greatly shaken. The killing cry pierced the sky, drowning out the sound of returning.

  "No way, Huang Zu, it's still no good. The Way of Sacrifice is indeed formidable, and our drumming can only match theirs in a tie."