BXBX NOVEL Chapter 1326 How Strong Is He?! (6)
The 18 Nether River Boats began to sway.
With this attack, the Dragon Sculpture Beast, whose head had been shattered, fled.
Even after it left, there was still silence on all 18 Nether River Boats.
This change happened too quickly. No one dared to think or believe it.
The strength of those crossbow bolts was truly astonishing.
Could such powerful crossbow bolts even kill a Heaven Immortal expert?
When did the ferryman of the Nether River come to possess such powerful treasures?
At this moment, on the top of the third the Nether River Boat, several Guardian Elders had pale faces, mixed with smiles and regrets.
"Three-Headed Dragon Sculpture Beast. If we can kill it, we can settle all our debts and make a big profit," an old man said with a hint of regret and a smile.
"The Holy City hasn\'t hunted such powerful creatures in 30,000 years, right?"
"Even if we bring back these scattered scales, we can exchange them for a lot of golden beads."
The crowd discussed, feeling a bit heartbroken.
The two crossbow bolts failed to take down that Dragon Sculpture Beast, and they weren\'t skilled in controlling it.
Moreover, it consumed too much energy; three guardians had to work together just to control a single bolt.
"I wonder who that Fellow Daoist Han is and how he came to possess such treasures," an old man looked at the Heaven Breaking Crossbow and said in a low voice.
Everyone turned to look at Huang Six, who was riding the Bone-Eating Beast on the river.
Huang Six was a little frustrated that he could not engage in a battle with the Dragon Sculpture Beast. At this moment, he rushed up the river and smashed the scattered beasts into submission.
The cultivators on the Nether River Boats began to cheer.
Han Muye shook his head slightly and looked in the direction where the Dragon Sculpture Beast flew away.
The aura from that direction was very chaotic.
It exuded a malevolent aura.
Golden lights rained down on the Nether River Boat, collecting the damaged scales of the Dragon Sculpture Beast.
Each of these scales that floated on the Nether River was a treasure.
When all the scales were scooped up, all the Nether River Boats slowly moved forward.
Perhaps the deterrence of the Heaven Breaking Crossbow, which had wounded the Dragon Sculpture Beast, but there were fewer beasts surrounding them on the road ahead.
Three days later, Han Muye, who was cultivating in seclusion, suddenly stood up.
"Patriarch, be careful." He shouted and took a step forward, landing on the deck.
In front of him, a grayish-black aura rapidly approached.
"Brother, come back." Standing at the bow of the ship, Han Muye shouted, and the blood qi in his body began to slowly condense.
Huang Six, who was still charging ahead, trembled. Without hesitation, he led the Bone-Eating Beast to turn around and rush back to the Nether River Boat.
"What\'s going on? Sixth Brother actually listens to him like this?"
"Who is that person? How dare he speak to Sixth Brother like that?"
The cultivators on the two nearby the Nether River boats looked at Han Muye.
In the past few days, Huang Six\'s reputation had already spread throughout the 18 the Nether River Boats. Who wouldn\'t admire an expert who could control the Bone-Eating Beast and dominate the river?
What right did a guy he had never seen before have to stand side by side with Sixth Brother?
The golden light flickering in Han Muye\'s eyes seemed to be about to seep out, and the suppressed qi and blood power in his body slowly surged.
"Sixth Brother, if the Nether River Boat can\'t be defended, bring the Patriarch and the others away."
Han Muye\'s words stunned Huang Six.
Even the Nether River Boat might not be able to defend it?
Was the enemy in front of him actually so powerful?
He nodded, took a deep breath, and whispered, "Be careful."
Huang Six knew that his combat strength could not compare to Han Muye\'s.
The strength of Han Muye, who could dominate the Immortal World, was completely beyond his imagination.
A powerful enemy that even he treated seriously must be extremely terrifying.
Han Muye looked up at a Nether River Boat not far away.
A sky-breaking crossbow was already set up at the top of the cabin.
However, the faces of the ferrymen in the cabin were pale.
They sensed the fear transmitted by the Nether River Boat.
It was the despair of helplessness when the power of the Nether River was cut off.
"Just what kind of power is it that can make even the eighteen Nether River Boats feel fear?" An elder with white hair and beard muttered, his eyes staring straight ahead.
There was only the blood-colored river and the silent sky. Nothing could be seen.
However, at this moment, all the sails were gently swaying.
"Why don\'t we turn around?" one of the Nether River ferrymen suggested grimly.
"Turn around?" The old man standing at the front shook his head. "It\'s too late. The surrounding water is densely covered with reefs, so the ship can\'t move too fast."
He took a deep breath and raised his hand. "The strongest defense. I hope it can withstand it."
The sails on the 18 the Nether River Boats all rose, and the golden light on the 18 sails flickered, forming a line.
A golden light barrier rose, turning the 18 Nether River Boats into a city on the water, enveloping them.
This scene stunned all the cultivators.
From the moment they boarded the Nether River boats until now, they had never seen the ferryman fully activate the power of the boats.
\'What\'s going on?\'
"Buzz!"
The moment the light barrier rose, a tremor sounded.
Endless golden light crashed over from the distance.
With just one impact, the rising light barrier shattered with a bang.
Between heaven and earth, a black figure pressed down.
"It\'s, it\'s a Dragon Sculpture Beast…" someone muttered in shock.
It was a Dragon Sculpture Beast.
However, it was not an ordinary Dragon Sculpture Beast.
The Dragon Sculpture Beast had six heads and three pairs of wings.
The long claws on its feet emitted a cold light that tore through the world.
The spread wings were 100,000 feet long, completely covering the sky.
"Six-Headed Dragon Sculpture Beast, a beast that even the First Elder couldn\'t subdue back then. It\'s over…" In the ninth-floor cabin, the old man in the lead\'s eyes revealed despair.
The strength of such a strange beast was probably difficult for the Holy City to resist, let alone their 18 Nether River Boats.
An old man in a green robe shouted and took a step forward. Golden light burst forth from his body as he pulled the Heaven-Breaking Crossbow.
Several Nether River Ferrymen rushed up beside him and pulled the crossbow with the power of their souls.
"Swoosh—"
The 1,000-foot-long arrow pierced through the void.
Although the arrows were powerful, they could not hurt the Six-Headed Dragon Sculpture Beast.
It was a powerful mutated beast that exceeded everyone\'s understanding.
"Bang!"
The Dragon Sculpture Beast only raised its front paw and slapped it, shattering the arrow.
The old man standing in front shook his head and muttered in despair, "It\'s over…"
The Dragon Sculpture Beast retracted its claws, and then its six heads opened their mouths at the same time.
"Roar—"
Golden light waves visible to the naked eye rippled out.
All the sails on the Nether River Boats exploded!
All the Nether River Boats buzzed as if they were about to shatter.
Everyone on the ship felt as if they had been hit on the head by a hammer.
Countless people immediately spat out a mouthful of blood, and their bodies collapsed on the deck.
This divine soul attack was much stronger than the previous three-headed dragon sculpture beast. If not for the sails on the 18 Nether River Boats blocking most of the power, not many people on the ships would have survived.
Huang Six\'s face turned pale and he grunted.
The Demon Sage Statue behind him rose and waved its eight arms. It punched out as if it was hitting an iron wall, emitting a loud bang.
With every punch, he took a step back.
In the sky, the Six-Headed Dragon Sculpture Beast spread its three pairs of wings.
The gazes of all six heads turned from the Heaven-Breaking Crossbow and fell on Huang Six.
On the deck, Luo Ren and the others exclaimed, "Brother, be careful!"
Being locked onto by such a powerful beast, he would likely be killed instantly by a mental attack!
However, just as the dragon sculpture beast\'s gaze landed, it slowly turned away.
All eyes converged on Huang Six.
"Roar—"
Amidst its roar, there was a hint of challenge.
"It\'s him!"
"He, why would the six-headed Dragon Sculpture Beast look at him…"
"Impossible. Could he be stronger than Sixth Brother?"
All eyes were on Huang Six.
Wearing a green robe and carrying a black demonic sword on his back, and with half of his face covered with a mask, Han Muye took a step forward.
His footsteps were as if he was stepping on empty air, one step at a time, like climbing a ladder.
"Crossing the Nether River in mid-air… Is this a dream…"
On the ninth floor of the cabin, someone muttered blankly.
This was something that even the ferryman of the Nether River could not do. How could it happen?
"Are you challenging me?" Han Muye said slowly, his eyes filled with battle intent.
"Okay, I\'ll give you a chance."
"Let\'s see if you\'re worthy of making me draw my sword."