manynovel Chapter 2909 Xiaoman (Black Pottery Jar)
Chapter 2909 Xiaoman (Black Pottery Jar)
Countless ghost hands stretched out from the monster's body.
"Damn it, you all deserve to die!"
"We finally found a host, even though it was a little ugly and smelly, but you actually blew it up."
"I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you."
With each furious roar, the monster's body gradually grew larger, and more and more ghost hands were extended.
These ghost hands continued to intertwine and entangle with each other, forming a huge palm, which pressed down towards Hu Xiaoman like covering the sky and the sun.
Xiao Huang lay on Hu Xiaoman's shoulder, watching the huge ghost hand falling down, and was scared to death.
Although he and Lord Su had experienced many terrible things before, Lord Su was very powerful and the young master was very weak!
"Help, Lord Su, please save us..."
Xiao Huang let out a desperate cry.
It could sense that the monster in front of it was not something the young master could deal with at all.
The evil energy in it is too strong.
Each ghost hand exuded endless resentment, and the young master was simply unable to resist.
Not only did Xiao Huang feel heartbroken, but Chen Heng and Chu Zhaole in another formation also used their spiritual power to strike the formation wall with their palms.
They wanted to break through the formation and help their junior sister.
Their junior sister must not die in front of them.
Otherwise they will never forgive themselves in their lifetime.
When the people of Wufeng City saw Chen Heng and Chu Zhaole attacking the formation like crazy, they immediately stood up and stepped forward to stop the two.
"Are you crazy?"
"If we break this formation, we will be eaten by the monsters outside."
"Now that we have this formation to protect us, we can be safe."
"We must not let you two do evil, and we must not let you destroy this formation." The people of Windless City were very nervous and scared at this moment.
They were also afraid of Chen Heng and Chu Zhaole.
But they were more afraid that this formation would be broken.
If the formation is broken, the monster's giant palm will hit them on the head and they will definitely not survive.
Chen Heng had already drawn the sword in his hand and stabbed towards Wufengliu.
Chu Zhaole also drew his sword and fought against several other disciples from Wufeng City.
Chu Zhiyu kept coughing with his hand against his lips.
But at this moment he still stood up and touched the sword at his waist.
There was a person standing in front of him.
This person was very strange. He came from the State of Hu with them. It was said that he was the son of a general of the State of Hu.
Along the way, this person was very silent and didn't talk much.
The rest of the people died in this small secret realm, but this person had a very low presence and lived with them until now.
At this time, he stood in front of Chu Zhiyu and said in a cold voice: "If you don't want to die here, then don't try to stop it."
The voice was familiar, but he couldn't remember whose voice it was?
Chu Zhiyu sneered.
"how?"
"With someone like you, you think you can stop me?"
It is true that he had suffered from many illnesses since childhood, but he also practiced diligently under the guidance of his master. Although his improvement was slow, it was more than enough to deal with the person in front of him.
Chu Zhiyu coughed heavily again, drew out the sword at his waist with a "whoosh", and killed the man in front of him.
The man just snorted coldly, "You don't know your own limitations", and a fan suddenly appeared in his hand, which fought against the sword in Chu Zhiyu's hand.
Hu Xiaoman watched as the people in the opposite formation formed into two factions and fought each other because of her.
The giant palm above her head had already fallen down quickly.
The little yellow on her shoulder was very noisy.
It called out the name of Lord Su again.
This person should be its former owner.
Hu Xiaoman reached out and cleaned his ears. It was so noisy!
Since he didn't believe her, it looks like this guy is going to get a spanking.
But there was no time to spank it at this moment. Hu Xiaoman raised his head, looked at the huge palm that kept falling, and curled the corners of his lips.
Wanting to kill her, wishful thinking!
Just now, when she was drawing the talisman, she also drew a special talisman.
"I'll beat you to death, I'll beat you to death, I'll eat you up, I'll eat you up..."
The giant palm continued to whiz down, and when it was about to fall on Hu Xiaoman's head, Hu Xiaoman suddenly stood up, with a talisman in his hand already stuck on the little ghost's hand that was hanging down from the giant palm.
Someone who was fighting in another formation suddenly shouted.
"Look, look, Hu Xiaoman threw out another talisman."
"That talisman is attached to a little ghost's hand. What kind of talisman is that?"
"I don't know. The talismans drawn by the junior sister of Kunlun Sect are all weird. I don't know what these talismans are."
As soon as the man finished speaking, the huge ghost palm was seen shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Although the talisman was attached to the ghost hand and did not disappear into the body of the ghost hand, indicating that it was not a heavenly talisman, its power was still very strong.
When the huge ghost hand reacted, it let out a furious roar and blasted the talisman attached to the little ghost's hand into ashes.
But at this time, Hu Xiaoman had already flown up, holding the black evil jar in his hand.
With a cold smile on her lips, she opened the evil jar, and then pressed the jar on the monster's ghost hand that had shrunk.
"Hey, what on earth is this black pottery jar of Kunlun Sect's junior sister?"
"She also took out this black pottery jar when we entered the entrance of Lingtao Garden just now."
"No, no, she took out this black pottery jar to deal with Chen Heng."
"But later she found out that Chen Heng was her senior brother, so she put the black pottery jar away again."
"Yes, what is the use of this black pottery jar? Why did you take it out again now?"
At this time, Chen Heng's sword was already on Wufengliu's neck.
Chu Zhaole's sword was already against the chest of a Wufeng City disciple, and his other hand was grabbing the Wufeng City disciple's throat.
But Chu Zhiyu had a fan pressed against his throat by the son of the general of the Hu State.
Everyone looked at Hu Xiaoman.
Just as they were wondering what this black pottery jar was used for, they heard more and more terrifying screams coming out of the black pottery jar.
Such a cry is not a human cry.
Suddenly, a thicker black gas emerged from the black pottery jar, wrapped around the ghost hand, and dragged it into the pottery jar.
The ghost hand let out a shrill cry.
"What is this? What is this?"
"Lord, please save us! Please save us! We are about to be pulled in."
"It seems like there's something incredible in here. We're so scared."
Those ghost hands continued to scream miserably.
However, it was still pulled in little by little by the evil creature in the black pottery jar, until there was nothing left.