At the moment of the great enemy, Zhang Tianjiu couldn't bother to ask what secrets Chu Zhongtian was still hiding.

Turning around and staring at the palm-sized black drum in Jiang Jingshan's hand, he deliberately sneered: "Master Jiang, are you holding this broken drum to tease the Ninth Master and me as a three-year-old child?"

"Ignorant junior, you know a fart!"

Jiang Jingshan was suddenly furious: "This is the soul drum, as soon as the drum sounds, it will ensure that your soul will be scattered!"

Zhang Tianjiu laughed: "You just said that the cage sword array is unbreakable, should I believe you or not?"

"If you dare to be so arrogant when you are dying, the old man will let you experience the taste of broken souls!"

Jiang Jingshan's face turned blue with anger, this soul devouring drum is one of his means to press the bottom of the box, and he will never be exposed to the eyes of the enemy unless he has to, and now he is actually forced by a junior to show his hole cards, which can be called a great shame.

The combat power of the Peak Venerable is actually far more than that, but before, in order to trace the scene when his only son was killed, Jiang Jingshan used two mouthfuls of natal essence blood to sacrifice the ancient mirror, and he lost a hundred years of longevity, and his natural strength was greatly reduced.

After that, the cage of the sword array was broken, although others couldn't see it, but the backlash of the sword intent still seriously damaged the meridians of his body, and he was a little powerless to even control the flying sword to fight, and he had no choice but to use the soul devouring drum.

At this moment, Jiang Jingtian even had a slight remorse in his heart, if he could endure it for a few more days and retreat and cultivate for a period of time to recover his strength, maybe he would not have fallen into this situation today.

But now that the wood is in the boat, it is useless to regret it, so I can only take down this bald body cultivation in one go and avenge Feng'er.

Jiang Jingshan raised his head suddenly, a look of determination appeared on his face, and the spiritual power of his whole body instantly swelled, and all of it was transmitted to the Soul Devouring Drum.

The small black drum, which was originally no bigger than a palm, became like a millstone in the blink of an eye, suspended in mid-air, and the side printed with the strange pattern was far away towards the direction where Zhang Tianjiu was standing.

"Junior, suffer death!"

Jiang Jingshan let out a low roar, used all his strength, and slapped his palm on the drum.

"Bang!"

An incomparably dull and short drum sound, centered on the position of Jiang Jingtian's palm beating, vibrated extremely quickly, like a calm lake suddenly being thrown into a boulder, setting off a series of sound wave ripples and spreading outward.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the few Tianhe League presidents who were about to turn around and walk away, at the same time, only felt a rumbling in their minds, their consciousness was blank, and the steps they had just taken stopped stagnating, and the whole person was nailed to the spot.

Chu Zhongtian didn't look out of the slightest, but his face was a little solemn, and he was more worried about whether Zhang Tianjiu would be able to withstand the power of the Soul Devouring Drum.

Under Jiang Jingshan's deliberate control, most of the sound waves that vibrated from the drum surface were aimed at Zhang Tianjiu's location, Li Chungang and the others were just affected by the aftermath, and they already looked so embarrassed, this soul devouring drum really has its power, no wonder even the saints have to be taboo when they see it.

In addition to the panic, Li Chungang and the others only covered their ears, clenched their teeth to keep their minds from collapsing on the spot, and did not notice Chu Zhongtian's calm appearance at all.

And Jiang Jingshan was beating the Soul Devouring Drum with all his might, all his attention was focused on Zhang Tianjiu and the others, and there was no chance to be distracted.

Before the first drum sounded down, Jiang Jingshan did not hesitate, raised his palm high again, and slapped it fiercely.

"Bang!

There were two more muffled noises in quick succession.

The entire void seemed to shake heavily, giving the illusion that it was about to collapse.

Among the several presidents of the Tianhe Alliance, the two with the lowest cultivation were already pale, and they couldn't even stand steadily, and the whole person staggered and fell to the ground, blood spilling from their mouths and noses.

Just being hit by some of the aftermath has already made their minds close to collapse, and even wanting to escape has become a luxury.

Li Chungang was no better, even if he forcibly sealed his eardrums with spiritual power, the sound of the Soul Devouring Drum seemed to still penetrate his body and reach his divine consciousness, only to feel a tsunami in his mind, as if it was about to explode in the next moment.

Chu Zhongtian sighed lightly, and gently stroked his right hand behind his back.

A barrier of spiritual power that could not be seen by the naked eye quietly descended from the sky, enveloping the people of the Tianhe Alliance, not completely isolating the sound of the Soul Devouring Drum, but also controlling its lethality within a suitable range, which would not arouse anyone's suspicion.

Although he didn't have much affection for the Tianhe Alliance, it was not good to watch these people die at the hands of Jiang Jingshan.

After doing all this, Chu Zhongtian moved his gaze to Zhang Tianjiu, and his eyes showed a little surprise again.

"Hahaha! Junior, how does the old man's soul-devouring drum taste? As long as I knock it twice, your sea of consciousness will be completely shattered, and the gods will not be able to save you at that time!"

Jiang Jingtian's words are not false.

Although Zhang Tianjiu's body cultivation was extremely powerful in his flesh and qi and blood, and even the flying sword could not damage it in the slightest, the Soul Devouring Bell was a magic weapon that only targeted the divine soul. No matter how perverted the physical strength of this bald junior is, if he doesn't have a strong divine sense to resist the sound, it is useless.

It's just that with Jiang Jingshan's current ability, he can still beat the soul devouring drum at most once, of course, in his heart, no matter whether it is once or twice, there is no difference at all, and the result of Zhang Tianjiu's soul shattering is a foregone conclusion.

It's just that from beginning to end, Zhang Tianjiu has been standing in place, his eyes are closed, he has never said a word, and his face has not shown any strange expression, not even a trace of pain can be seen, not at all like his divine consciousness is about to collapse.

"There is also a bit of backbone, the old man wants to see if you can hold on when the fourth drum sounds!"

Of course, Jiang Jingshan didn't know Zhang Tianjiu's true state at the moment, and subconsciously thought that he was just pretending to be working hard.

However, as a body cultivator, it is rare to be able to resist the attacks of the previous three Soul Devouring Drums, and it can even be said to be a little incredible.

Forcibly suppressing a mouthful of blood gushing up his throat, Jiang Jingtian's white hair rose to the sky one by one, concentrating all the last spiritual power in his body on his right palm, and shot it out!

"Boom!"

This time, a huge sonic boom almost exploded the void where the two were standing.

The fierce wind swept away, and the surrounding houses were uprooted and flew high into the air, and even the Tianhe auction hall, which was enough to accommodate more than 100,000 monks, showed signs of crumbling.

As for Chu Zhongtian and the others, they are more like a few insignificant boats in the sea, shrouded in this stormy sea, and they will be destroyed at any time.

The strange thing is that no matter how fierce the terrifying sound is, no one has been swept away, but everyone's already pale face has become a little more miserable.

But in the end, except for Chu Zhongtian, the rest of the people finally went dark and passed out completely.

This unusual scene was not noticed by Jiang Jingtian, at this moment all his attention was on Zhang Tianjiu, looking at the moment when the other party was completely engulfed by the sound, Jiang Jingtian's tired and withered face finally showed a trace of a hideous smile: "Feng'er, my father has finally avenged you, wait until I take this kid's body, refine it into a puppet, and let him live for my Jiang family to drive......

The Soul Devouring Drum sounded in all directions, and under the Great Venerable, no one was spared, and all the souls were shattered.

Standing in place, closing his eyes and exhaling a few breaths of aura, as soon as he made up for the almost depleted qi, Jiang Jingtian couldn't wait to open his eyes and look ahead.

The smoke cleared, revealing a tall, chubby figure.

Zhang Tianjiu's face was still expressionless, the pestle had not even moved half a step in the position where he had stood before, and his eyes were closed like a wood carving.

Jiang Jingtian stared at it from afar for a moment, with a look of doubt on his face, this bald boy had never even hummed until now, which was indeed a little strange.

Could it be that the first sound of the drum had already shattered his consciousness?

Thinking that he had guessed the reason, Jiang Jingtian couldn't help but feel depressed.

I knew this, why did I spend so much qi and beat the Soul Devouring Drum four times in a row, so that now I don't even have the strength to draw my sword, even if I face a monk in the realm of an archmage, I can only turn around and run away.

Fortunately, the rabble of the Tianhe Alliance will not end much better, and they should not have the ability to shoot against him.

Looking around, the ten chamber of commerce presidents had already fallen to the ground, and their lives and deaths were unknown, only Chu Zhongtian was still frowning slightly, standing quietly behind the crowd.

Jiang Jingshan's eyes froze, and he snorted coldly in a little surprise: "Chu Alliance Master, I didn't expect you to have some ability, and you can resist the sound of drums four times. ”

Although the Soul Devouring Drum was not directly aimed at Chu Zhongtian, according to common sense, he should at least pass out at this moment, just like the other ten leaders.

It seems that he did underestimate this mysterious Tianhe leader, and sure enough, he had two brushes.

However, even if Chu Zhongtian chooses to make a sudden attack at this time, Jiang Jingtian will not take it to heart, because his biggest hole card has never been revealed, and it is estimated that there will be no need to use it in the future.

After this battle, the face of the Tianhe Alliance has long been gone, and it is believed that from now on, there will only be one ruler left in Bai Ze City.

That was the Heavenly Sword Sect's rudder.

Waving his hand to retract the Soul Eater Drum into the storage ring, Jiang Jingtian did not immediately walk towards Zhang Tianjiu, but chose to release his divine sense to investigate.

He originally knew a little about the physique cultivation, but he had heard a few rumors from the mouths of several ancestors of the Heavenly Sword Sect, coupled with the terrifying physical strength shown by Zhang Tianjiu during the previous fight, so he decided that he should be a physique cultivator.

But then again, this bald kid seems to be full of weirdness, so it's better to be cautious so as not to end up capsizing in the gutter.

The next moment, Jiang Jingtian suddenly shook his whole body, and his face showed an expression of being a ghost in broad daylight.