Until now, he has seen many top-notch people, including those old monsters who live in super powers, but the fear brought to him by this bone witch is unprecedented.
It can even be said that just by sacrificing the bone witch flute and doing nothing, he felt a terrifying feeling, and then the swaying tune. As for the five green light balls flying out, he even more
I feel like facing the devil in hell.
In just a moment, his back was soaked in cold sweat, and his skin was even more erect.
"Senior Yagi Hiroshita, what is that green light ball... Why do I feel like a ghost?" At this time, Mitsui Gen gritted his teeth and asked in a trembling voice.
Yakishita Hiroshita did not answer, but stared at the five green light balls deeply, and he felt as if he was stunned.
It was not until a long time later that he sighed: "I didn't expect that the legend was true."
"Legend, really, what does it mean?" Mitsui Gen turned his head and looked at Hiroshita Yaki and asked urgently.
Yagi Shimo Hiroshita shook his head and saw that his whole body seemed to fall into a deep abyss, his face turned pale, his forehead was covered with sweat, and even his hand holding the knife could not stop trembling.
It was not until a moment that he took a deep breath and explained weakly: "The legend is that the white bone witch devours the Yin spirit every moment, and they were allowed to fight in the Wu flute, leaving only five Yin spirits as weapon spirits.
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"Swallowing the Yin Spirit and fighting, leaving only five paths." Mitsui Gen thought while capturing the keywords in Yagi Hiroshita's words.
After a moment, he suddenly looked up at the five green light balls and said shockedly: "It has been thousands of years since the white bone witch was made. I don't know how many ghosts have been swallowed by it, but now only five are left.
Wouldn't it mean that the strength of the five Yin Spirits is already..."
Halfway through his words, he didn't dare to continue, because he could no longer imagine how powerful the five Yin spirits had.
Looking at Mitsui Gen's terrified expression, Yagishita Hiroshita nodded slightly and responded in a deep voice: "The power of that witch flute is unimaginable."
As he said, he turned his head to look at Sharma in the distance and sighed: "I am really worthy of being a master of Indian magic and magic. It's really extraordinary."
Sharma did not care about the changes in expressions of Yagi Hiroshita and others, but raised his hand and saw the five green light balls flying towards the golden crow bird in the distance.
I saw them floating in the air, sometimes up and down, sometimes entangled and sometimes separated, and with the strange sound, the scene looked very strange.
Not long after, the five green light balls suddenly pulled out a large net with blue light, and the target of the big net was obviously the golden crow bird not far away.
Due to the effect of the horror bell, the golden crow bird was still in a free state at this time and did not notice the arrival of danger at all.
At this moment, Sharma suddenly spoke an obscure Sanskrit word from his mouth.ъìＱυＧΕtＶ.℃ǒΜ
As soon as he finished speaking, the five green light balls pulled the big blue net and rushed towards the golden crow bird.
"Woo!"
Only a loud roar was heard, and the golden crow bird was immediately trapped in it by a large blue net.
But after all, it was a golden crow bird. After being trapped, it immediately began to struggle violently. Due to its great strength, the five green light balls were almost thrown out.
Seeing this scene, Park Kuihan and others took a breath again.
Originally, in their opinion, Sharma had used a treasure like a bone witch, which was almost an immortal weapon, to easily take down the already weak golden crow bird, but unexpectedly the situation was far from their imagination.
Fortunately, the five ghosts were not extraordinary, so they quickly stabilized their bodies and trapped the golden crow bird firmly.
In this way, until a few minutes later, the Golden Crow Bird's strength seemed to have been exhausted and he never continued to struggle.
"That's great, so good, the golden crow bird was finally solved." Seeing the scene in front of me, Ian Glenn immediately looked happy.
Although Yue Qianqiu died in battle, he felt a little unhappy, but he was still quite excited to see that the Golden Crow Bird was finally solved.
Because this means that they can finally get the spiritual potion.
"What's the solution? Isn't that big bird still alive?" At this moment, Rajiv, who had just woken up, hurriedly shouted.
Upon hearing this, before Sharma responded, Park Kuihan said coldly: "The golden crow bird is a rare spiritual beast. It is extremely difficult to siege it. It is even more difficult to kill it than climbing to the sky.
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"What's the problem? It's already trapped and anyone can kill it." Rajiv snorted.
"Haha, since Mr. Rajiv is so confident, then you can do it?" Park Kuihan said coldly.
As he spoke, he smiled disdainfully: "But I want to remind you that if you incite the golden crow bird, no one will save you."
"This...I... forget it." Rajiv coughed dryly and shook his head repeatedly.
Thinking of the terrifying methods of the Golden Crow Bird, he felt his heart twitching, and he didn't want to take this risk again.
"No need to worry, the golden crow bird has no chance to resist and cannot pose a threat to us. Besides... wouldn't it be a pity if such a spirit beast be killed?" Sharma said with a faint smile.
He thought in his heart that he was not that stupid. Keeping the golden crow bird could still restrict Ian Glenn. If he was killed, how could he still reflect his role and how would he negotiate conditions?
Ian Glenn didn't know Sharma's mind, but glanced at the golden crow bird with great fear, and then hurriedly said, "Since the golden crow bird has been controlled, then we should not delay any more, hurry up
Keep going up the mountain.”
"No hurry, Mr. Yue is dead. Should we talk about the distribution of the spiritual potion again?" Sharma raised his hand and stopped Ian Glenn.
Upon hearing this, Park Kyuhan, Yakishita Hiroshita and others looked at each other, and then lowered their heads very sensible.
Because they knew very well that the redistribution issue mentioned by Sharma had nothing to do with them.
"Master Sharma, you can't say that. Although Mr. Yue is dead, he represents the southern territory. The 20% spiritual potion also belongs to the southern territory, and there is no problem of reallocation." Ian Glenn waved his hands repeatedly.
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He guessed that Sharma would come here, but he still didn't expect that the other party would be unable to hold back so quickly.
Sharma smiled and shook his head and said, "I mentioned when talking about the distribution issue before. According to the amount of effort it is used, Mr. Yue, who represents the southern border, is dead, which means he has no chance to contribute. So why do you still need it.
Give them some?"
“Master Sharma…”
"I don't think so, vote to decide, and raise your hand if you agree to redistribution." Sharma raised his hand to interrupt Ian Glenn's words and said in a deep voice.