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Chapter 2966: Flying

In the previous fight between the two sides, Yang Bo never used the mountain-climbing Taoist technique for fear of accidentally injuring one of his own!

Now that the two sides are completely separated, and there are only indigenous monks on the other side, Yang Bo doesn't have to worry about it, and just throws Qingyun Peak over!

The leader looked solemn. He stretched out his hands and slapped the drum head hard.

"Boom!"

A drum sounded, the sound was dull and powerful.

Yang Bo turned around and looked at everyone. Seeing that everyone didn't seem to have much reaction, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Boom!"

Another drum sound came.

Yang Bo looked at Qingyun Peak, only to find that the speed of Qingyun Peak seemed to have slowed down.

Immediately afterwards, a huge energy hit, and Yang Bo felt that his whole body was blown away!

This is the power of drumbeats!

Yang Bo was stunned. His whole body was completely blown away and flew dozens of meters away!

Because he had experienced physical training and had good cultivation, he only felt that his internal organs were extremely uncomfortable and slightly injured!

Others at the scene were not so lucky. Some people were thrown hundreds of meters away and fell completely to the ground. Their internal organs were injured and they could not get up!

Just as Yang Bo stood up, another burst of energy hit him, and he was blown away again. This time it seemed that the distance was much farther, so he was only blown out more than ten meters before he stood still.

After the two attacks, Yang Bo felt extremely uncomfortable and his head seemed to be dizzy. This was not because he was thrown away, but because of the sound of the drum!

This drum is so weird!

Yang Bo looked up and saw that the leader seemed to have exhausted all his strength after beating the drums. His hands were shaking violently and he was completely exhausted!

The indigenous monks standing behind the leader each used their hands to push the person in front of them, as if they wanted to transmit power to the leader!

Until then, Qingyun Peak finally hit him!

The leader hugged the drum with both hands, put it in front of his chest, and pressed his body against the drum!

Qingyun Peak gradually grew bigger and rose gradually, and its shadow covered the heads of these people, causing their expressions to change drastically!

The leader quickly put the drum on his head, trying to block Qingyun Peak!

Qingyun Peak fell down, pressing the drum and falling downwards. All the preparations of these indigenous monks seemed to be in vain. They had no way to resist the power of Qingyun Peak and mountain climbing Taoism!

The leader held the drum vigorously, with veins popping up in his arms and forehead. Every indigenous monk standing behind him had no despair on his face. They all had veins popping out and devoted all their strength.

!

Qingyun Peak gradually pressed down, and these people had to squat down!

Qingyun Peak seems to be crushing them completely into powder!

The leader held the drum and shouted with all his strength, "Bah!"

Following this shout, everyone at the scene started shouting, "Hey!"

This time, there seems to be a certain rhythm in the sound of drinking, and this rhythm is rippling like a charm!

"Boom!"

The drums sounded, but the sound was very low and had no power!

"Hey!" The leader and the indigenous monks started drinking again.

Immediately afterwards, the drum sounded as if in response.

"Boom!"

"Bah!"

"Boom!"



Yang Bo and his party were already far away from the drum, but there were still waves of power coming from them. These powers made people feel palpitating.

Yang Bo was knocked away several times in succession. He finally accepted his fate and lay on the ground without moving, staring in the direction of Qingyun Peak!

After the leader shouted, he never stopped. They seemed to have found the hope of survival and kept "squeaking"!

This drum kept responding to them and kept "dong"!

This sound carried great power, not only sending Yang Bo and his group flying, but also blocking Qingyun Peak!

After experiencing the bonus of the initial "climbing the mountain" Taoist technique, the drum withstood Qingyun Peak's own weight, and the indigenous monks stood up again.

"Boom!"

There was another drum sound, and Qingyun Peak actually shrank and flew towards Yang Bo's direction.

The leader held the drum and sat down on the ground. He was already sweating profusely. The animal skin on his body was completely soaked, and there was a pool of water under him!

This is all sweat, this is the fear of dying, and the anxiety of trying your best!

All the natives sat down, and many people lay on the ground, breathing heavily. They just wanted to enjoy this moment!

Yang Bo got up with difficulty. He looked around and found that except for Peng Xiangshan and Shen Danhua who barely stood up, everyone else was lying on the ground, holding their heads!

This drum sound is not only powerful, but also causes people to feel dizzy.

Yang Bo walked forward slowly, trying hard to repair the injuries in his body and control himself to walk normally!

But the sequelae of the drumming were so severe that even though Yang Bo tried his best to control it, he still couldn't walk in a straight line and walked crookedly.

However, despite this, it still aroused the vigilance of the leader. With blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, he held the drum in his hands and looked up at Yang Bo.

Yang Bo walked awkwardly, but no one dared to look down upon him at this time.

Just now, Yang Bo threw Qingyun Peak, almost overwhelming the group of them, unable to resist. If the leader hadn't shouted in the end and received the drum's response, they wouldn't have been able to escape, and they might even have died on the spot!

Even the indigenous monks can see that although Yang Bo is not the highest in cultivation, he is the one with the strongest methods, and he can crush a group of them by himself!

Yang Bo held Qingyun Peak and stared at him.

"Fellow Taoist, please stay!" the leader said.

Yang Bo looked at the other person with surprise on his face. He always thought that the other person couldn't speak.

The leader opened his mouth and said: "I beg you, fellow Taoist, to let us go."

"We were also deceived by others, otherwise we wouldn't be here."

Yang Bo stared at the other person, "Bewitched by others?"

The leader nodded, "Some time ago, someone gave me a dream, saying that the door to the new world is about to open. As long as you enter the new world, there will be countless spiritual stones and countless delicious food."

Yang Bo stared at the other party without relaxing at all. He could guess that all this must have been done by Mu Xianren.

The other party does not need to come forward, as long as other planets are connected to Muhua Planet, it will attract many coveters!

But for Yang Bo, these are not reasons for him not to take action. The drum in the opponent's hand is too threatening to him. If there are two groups of people at the scene today, Yang Bo is very likely to explain it here today!

The two sides are fighting to the point of life and death, and it cannot be resolved by "bewitching"!

Yang Bo stared at the other party and said: "There are spiritual stones here and a lot of delicious food. Since you like it, let's stay together!"

After that, Yang Bo threw the Qingyun Peak in his hand again and shouted, "Climb the mountain!"

After using Taoism one after another, Yang Bo finally felt a little exhausted.
Chapter completed!
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