Chapter 378 This Mountain--

, what's the sound?

The sharp-billed monkey's eyes stared, and his right hand was raised to the big man's head.

"What kind of sound do you think this is? Why don't you shut up!" The old man patted it fiercely again, making the big man shrink his head quickly, but he did not dare to avoid it.

The old man snorted coldly, ignored the big man, with a gloomy face, and galloped towards the Dongfu Mountains below where Su Ming was located. The six people behind him hurriedly followed, and the seven people turned into seven long rainbows and went straight to the earth.

But just as they flew out, before they approached the mountain range, suddenly, another bell echoed, and the bell buzzed, causing a layer of visible ripples in the sky to the sky, suddenly spreading in all directions.

Under the bell, in this ripple, the old man immediately shook his mind again and was moved by it. As for the six people behind him, they were also shaking their bodies and looked shocked.

"This is the voice of dementor, Grandpa, why don't we go? The other party is dementor,

Yang Wu." In the echo of the bell, another man behind the old man hurriedly opened his mouth to persuade him. The man's face was pale, and his cultivation was only the first witch. Under the bell, there seemed to be a buzzing, which made him almost unable to stand firm.

"Bullshit!" The old man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks stared, raised his right hand and patted the speaker's head fiercely.

"I'll tell you what kind of sound it is. It's really a dementor's voice. You don't think about it. Why did he have this sound as soon as we came? It's because he's afraid. You know, he's afraid, so he has to make this sound!

Do you know how it made it? This is the sound of knocking on the rocks. With such a sound, how will it scare you? The old man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks snorted coldly.

"Gong is still wise and knowledgeable. It turns out that this is the sound of knocking on the rocks." The six people quickly nodded and looked into the old man's eyes with reverence.

"If he didn't make a sound, it would be enough. Now he made a sound, I knew that this dementor boy from nowhere was afraid." The old man with a sharp mouth and monkey's cheeks didn't know how to make such a judgment. At this moment, he raised his right hand and patted the other six people one by one.

"Gong, it hurts!" Among them, the first man to speak shrank his head again and muttered.

"You wait here and see how I can get rid of this dementor. His grandmother dares to occupy the place of my tribe." The sharp-mouthed old man stared and no longer paid attention to the six people. Instead, he turned around and roared towards the mountains where Su Ming was.

But at the moment when he was still a hundred feet away from the mountain range, the bell roared with a stronger sound, spreading all around, causing more ripples, and even a gust of wind, curling the old man's hair.

The old man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks took a breath. Don't think he said well to the clan just now, but in fact, he doesn't know what it is. It sounds a little frightened, but he is the witch of the White Bull Department. He must not show timidity in front of the clan.

At this moment, he gritted his teeth and rushed away again in his heart.

The six people behind him couldn't help retreating one by one. At this moment, they looked at their grandfather's figure, listened to the more and more violent buzz, and looked at each other.

"Or is Grandpa wise? How did he know that the other party was afraid of this sound?"

"Other than why he is an grandfather, you are not an grandfather. Grandpa is right. You see, the closer he is, the stronger the sound is. It's obviously afraid."

"But I don't think it's..."

"Yes, this is obviously scary."

When the six people were talking in a low voice, the old man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks was already nearly fifty feet away from the mountain. When he was about to step on the mountain, he puffed up and let out a loud roar.

"This mountain..."

But before he finished speaking, he suddenly opened his eyes wide, and his voice suddenly came, and a breath that made his scalp numb suddenly came out of the mountain range.

As the breath dispersed, I saw a huge virtual shadow of a hundred feet in front of the old man, which suddenly turned out. The virtual shadow was the shape of a clock. At this moment, a strong pressure shocked the world, which made the sky change.

The old man with a sharp-billed monkey's cheek was overwhelmed by the pressure, and he was shocked by the huge clock that suddenly appeared, and the whole person quickly retreated without saying a word.

While he was going backwards, a clear bell roared out of the huge illusory bell. The sound was many times clearer than before, falling in his ears and buzzing.

The old man with sharp monkey cheeks hurriedly stepped back, and then returned to the front of his clans.

"His grandma's, what is this?" The big man behind him lost his voice again at this moment.

"This sound is not knocking on the mountain stone. What is this?" The people behind the old man took a breath one after another.

"You know what it is!" The old man seemed to be a little embarrassed and angry. He turned around and stared at several people fiercely, raised his hand and patted it again.

"Let me tell you, what is this? It's a big bowl!" As soon as the old man said this, the bell immediately echoed again, but he saw that the illusory bell in the sky, which existed in the mountains, condensed in an instant, revealing its complete appearance.

The whole body was blue and black, emitting a vicissitudes of time, floating in the air, forming a strong pressure, making the old man and the people behind him fall to the earth unbearable.

"Gong, this...this is not a bowl..."

"Gong, this is really not a bowl. What is this?" The faces of those clansmen were pale and their bodies trembled. Under this pressure, even the cultivation in the body was solidified. At this moment, they looked dull in the trembling.

... Humph, let me tell you that this is a bowl. This is the demented child is afraid, so he took out this bowl to scare us, that you, and you, you two go over and lead the demented child out to me. The old man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks was nervous, but he gritted his teeth and said these words. He pointed to the two people beside him. Seeing that the two of them did not dare to go forward, he stared and raised his hand.

The two people were afraid that they gritted their teeth and rushed out to get close to the mountain, but they had just walked more than ten feet, and suddenly there was a shocking roar from the Hanshan clock in the sky.

The roar was even more shocking than the bell, which made the two men spit out a mouthful of blood, and their bodies suddenly fell to the ground. When they looked back, they saw the four companions behind their grandfather. At this moment, they also spewed blood and fell down.

Only the old man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks still stood there, but his body trembled.

"Don't think I don't know that you are pretending to be dead. Wait until I clean up the dementor and go back to pull out your skin." The old man stamped his feet, stretched out his arms and bit the tip of his tongue. After spewing out a mouthful of blood, his whole body was suddenly like a rainbow, and behind him, an illusory huge white fog appeared. The fog rolled over and outlined a cow-shaped appearance.

The old man raised his right hand, and somehow, a huge bowl appeared in his hand. There was water in this bowl. Holding this bowl, the old man took a sudden step forward. He complained to himself. He was the witch of the small tribe of the White Bull Department. A few days ago, after listening to the clan's report that a dementor witch He always hesitated.

After waiting for a few days, Hua sent the checker back and told him that the place had returned as usual, and the dementor witch was no longer there. Then he decided to bring the clan here and pretend, but he didn't expect that as soon as he arrived, he met the shocking voice.

In the first few times, he could still stand up and say that the sound was coming randomly, but when the huge clock appeared, he was already frightened, but if he left like this, it was difficult for him to do it as a witch. At this moment, he gritted his teeth and had a desperate plan to rush to the dementor,

The Battle of the Central Witch.

And he thinks that even if he is not the dementor of Xiu, how can it be the peak of the central witch? In this battle, the victory or defeat is unknown.

When he rushed forward at this moment, he looked serious. The clear water in the stone bowl in his hand fluctuated and rippled, forming a piece of water vapor outside his body, which made him resist the echo of the bell.

Just as he was looking forward, the two fallen big men on the ground immediately opened their eyes and quickly crawled on the ground, returning to the place where their companions spewed blood and fell.

Almost at the same time as the two of them returned, the four fallen classmates also opened their eyes one after another, looked at each other, and quickly crawled back without saying a word.

Only the old man was still galloping at this moment. After approaching the mountain range, the old man had no time to pay attention to the six dead people behind him. His right foot suddenly stepped on the earth, and his body suddenly rose up and flew straight to the top of the mountain. At the same time, he roared again.

"This mountain is..." Almost the moment he said this sentence for the second time, outside the huge Handan Mountain clock in the sky, suddenly the wind and clouds surged, and a large area of ambiguity appeared. In that ambiguity, an indescribable beast suddenly showed its figure.

This fierce beast grew together like nine dragons, which was extremely huge. The nine heads scattered at this moment, as if occupying the whole sky. It was the appearance of this beast that made the old man's second words stop abruptly again. He opened his eyes wide, showing horror and panic. He retreated suddenly, and his scalp was numb.

When a fierce pressure came, the nine heads had five heads with their eyes closed, as if they were asleep, but the other four heads were open, revealing a cold light. In the pupils of the four heads, Su Ming suddenly appeared.

"What is this mountain!" Su Ming's voice roared out of the mouths of the four heads occupied by him.

"This mountain is you" The old man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, who didn't know where he came from, dared not continue to retreat, and quickly smiled.

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