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第2055章 妖鼓!鼓灵!


            

            
            
            
            
            
                看到这一幕。
                
            

            

            
            
                树苗子暗暗咋舌,“乖乖!老金这么硬气的?”
                
            

            

            
            
                “汪!”
                
            

            

            
            
                狗子附和了一声。
                
            

            

            
            
                换我肯定不太行!
                
            

            

            
            
                “老金!”
                
            

            

            
            
                洛幽然看得有点着急,喊道:“你,你回来啊!这是本女王的命令!”
                
            

            

            
            
                “哈哈哈……”
                
            

            

            
            
                老金大笑道:“女王大人,这次恕难从命了!”
                
            

            

            
            
                洛幽然一怔。
                
            

            

            
            
                她突然意识到,她能买走老金的王座,老金的骄傲,却买不走老金的傲骨,以及那份对族人后辈的爱护和责任!
                
            

            

            
            
                轰轰轰!
                
            

            

            
            
                妖力沸腾中,老金已是再次来到了妖鼓前,身形剧颤,双目通红,额角青筋暴起,一把将那鼓槌拿在了手里!
                
            

            

            
            
                什么!
                
            

            

            
            
                豹森瞳孔猛地一缩,喝道:“金虎!你真的想找死吗!”
                
            

            

            
            
                他看得出来。
                
            

            

            
            
                以老金的实力,就算勉强拿起鼓槌,也压不住鼓灵的反抗。
                
            

            

            
            
                嗡嗡嗡!
                
            

            

            
            
                如他所言,老金的举动,似引起了鼓灵怒火,鼓槌不断震动,一道磅礴到近乎难以抵挡的澎湃妖力散逸而出!
                
            

            

            
            
                “不好!”
                
            

            

            
            
                似感应到了什么,顾寒面色微变,“老金!松手!”
                
            

            

            
            
                “爹!”
                
            

            

            
            
                金浩急得脑门子冒汗,“快住手啊!鼓灵动怒,你真会死的!”
                
            

            

            
            
                “怕个屁!”
                
            

            

            
            
                老金死死咬住牙关,冷笑道:“一条烂命,能卖这么多钱,早回本了!”
                
            

            

            
            
                轰!
                
            

            

            
            
                说话间。
                
            

            

            
            
                身上的妖力又是浓郁了三分,坚硬的肉身之上隐隐出现了一道道裂缝,他却浑然不在意,猛地举起鼓槌,就要擂响妖鼓!
                
            

            

            
            
                砰!
                
            

            

            
            
                刚刚举起了一半,妖力轰然炸裂,老金的手臂,以及小半个身子,直接被炸得粉碎!
                
            

            

            
            
                妖鼓通神。
                
            

            

            
            
                连本源境修士都能炸死,又何况只是他一个归一境?
                
            

            

            
            
                砰!砰!砰!
                
            

            

            
            
                鼓灵凶性未除,重伤了老金,似犹有不甘,鼓槌一颤,带着一道狂暴的攻势,再次朝着老金身上笼罩而下!
                
            

            

            
            
                妖气弥漫中。
                
            

            

            
            
                一只大妖虚影若隐若现,半人半鸟,周身满是灰羽,凶焰滔天,长喙微张,似要将面前的一切都撕扯成碎片!
                
            

            

            
            
                “爹!”
                
            

            

            
            
                金浩目眦欲裂!
                
            

            

            
            
                “早跟你说了!”
                
            

            

            
            
                豹森沉声道:“圣鼓乃是我族圣物,岂是你能碰的?金虎,你冒犯了鼓灵,有今日的下场,也是咎由自取,谁也救不了你……”
                
            

            

            
            
                刷!
                
            

            

            
            
                话没说完。
                
            

            

            
            
                就在金虎即将被那道磅礴妖力彻底吞没时,一道身影突然落在了那鼓槌面前!
                
            

            

            
            
                砰!
                
            

            

            
            
                砰!
                
            

            

            
            
                剑域之力宛如汪洋大海,无穷无尽,和那漫天的妖力不断碰撞了起来!
                
            

            

            
            
                出手的,自然是顾寒。
                
            

            

            
            
                “老金!没事吧?”
                
            

            

            
            
                皱眉看着鼓槌,他淡淡开口。
                
            

            

            
            
                “顾兄弟。”
                
            

            

            
            
                看了一眼自己血流如注的伤口,老金似无知无觉,落寞道:“我确实高看我自己了,这条烂命,怕是值不了那么多钱了。”
                
            

            

            
            
                无法擂响妖鼓。
                
            

            

            
            
                就无法唤醒沉睡中的妖盟盟主。
                
            

            

            
            
                自然的。