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Time slowly passed, and night gradually descended. The clamor in the hospital gradually died down. As for Fang Jin and the magic ring, their faces revealed a hint of caution.

A black shadow suddenly flashed past. Fang Jin and the Magic Ring looked at each other before slowly walking over.

The black figure walked out of Hu Lei's room, but didn't go in. Instead, it reached out a hand and placed it on top of the door to Hu Lei's room. The other hand took out something the size of a head from its waist and gently fiddled with it.

"BOOM!" An ear-piercing drum sound suddenly rang in the corridor of the hospital.

When they heard the sound of the drum, Fang Jin and the ring couldn't help but look at each other. The two of them both understood that the person in front of them was likely the person from the Shaman Sect who had come for revenge.

"I can't let him keep knocking." He let out a low growl and quickly pounced towards the person who was beating the drum of the Shaman.

Fang Jin wanted to stop him as well, but he was currently powerless. Helpless, he could only stand to the side and see if he could help with anything else.

However, Fang Xing quickly rushed to the side of the Shaman, and without saying anything further, he viciously swung his staff at the Shaman.

The Shaman Cult disciple clearly did not expect that someone was ambushing him. He could not help but be shocked and immediately placed the Shaman Drum in front of his chest.

The shaman drum and the staff in the magic ring clashed. There was a cold sound as the two of them involuntarily retreated.

"Who are you people? Why did you stop me? Offending our Shaman School will not end well! " That person angrily said, "All of you, quickly get out of the way. Otherwise, if I try, I will definitely kill all of you!"

Fang Jin and his magic ring looked at each other, and they could see the solemnity in each other's eyes.

Although he was a member of the Shaman Sect, his physical fitness was probably below that of an ordinary soldier.

However, in the previous confrontation, he had tried to be on par with the magic ring. All of this was due to the mysterious Shaman Drum in his hand.

Although he already knew this, after seeing the power of the Shaman Drum, Fang Jin and his magic ring could not help but feel shocked in their hearts.

The two of them did not expect that the Shaman Sect would be so evil. From the looks of it, this was clearly the lowest level of the Shamanism. If they went higher, wouldn't those little shamans and the Great Shamans be even more powerful?

When he saw the two of them still stand in front of him, he immediately flew into a rage as he furiously said: "Since you are courting death, don't blame me for this."

As he spoke, he raised the Shaman Drum in his hand, intending to start beating it.

However, Fang Jin and his magic ring had already understood the strangeness of the technique. How could they let him continue to beat the Shaman Drum in his hands? At this moment, the Magic Ring let out a low growl and once again charged at Tou Te.

Fang Jin's expression was dark and uncertain. Taking a few deep breaths, he made up his mind.

If she let him try to run away, who knew what would happen? Moreover, the reason why Hu Lei was unconscious was absolutely related to the desire in front of him.

If that was the case, then he might as well try his best to catch him and perhaps, he might be able to remove Hu Lei's coma.

Thinking of this, Fang Jin could not help but clench his fists. The true energy within his body, which was constantly delaying his injuries, quickly gathered on his fists.

At the same time, the wrinkles on Fang Jin's face deepened.

However, at this moment, Fang Jin could no longer afford to care about that. He used the recoil from the ground to propel himself forward like a rocket. In just a blink of an eye, he had already rushed to the side of Tou Te.

Both the Magic Ring and Fang Jin were beginner level cultivators. In this stage, they could be considered outstanding. He was only trying to rely on the Shaman Drum in his hand. In a one on one battle, he might be able to stall for time. However, in a one on one battle, he was naturally not a match for Fang Jin and his magic ring.

In less than five minutes, the magic ring and Fang Jin managed to successfully knock him down and tie him up.

While he struggled frantically, a venomous look surfaced on his face as he stared at Fang Jin and the Magic Ring.

If looks could kill, then at this moment, the magic ring and Fang Jin were already riddled with holes from the look they were trying to make. They were as dead as they could be.

However, the magic ring and Fang Jin did not care about it in the slightest. The two of them looked at each other, and Fang Jin asked, "Big brother magic ring, do you have any hiding place here? "I don't think it's a good idea to interrogate this guy in the hospital, is it?"

"Of course there is. Follow me." After saying that, he stretched out his hand to carry the bound magic ring on his shoulder, turned around and walked in a certain direction with big strides.

Fang Jin did not dare to hesitate and hurriedly followed behind the magic ring. The two of them quickly took large strides towards the distance.

Under the guidance of the magic ring, they quickly left the hospital and arrived at a basement. This was the place where the magic ring was rented. It was a good place to hide it.

He threw the ring onto the ground and stared at it. He said angrily, "I wonder if the reason why Hu Lei is unconscious is related to you?"

"How is it? I know, you want Hu Lei to wake up, right? I tell you, that's impossible! Since you have offended our Shaman Sect, there is no one who is still alive! " When he finished talking, he couldn't help but burst out laughing. He looked like a madman. People who saw him would not be able to help but feel a chill in their hearts.

The magic ring immediately became furious. It didn't even treat Treadmill politely. It directly extended its hand and slapped Treadmill in the face. Treadmill was instantly sent flying.

Fang Jin stood to the side, ignoring the movements of the Magic Ring. At this moment, his gaze was fixated on the Shaman Drum.

The shaman drum was no different from a normal drum. It was obvious that the main reason why the Shaman Drum possessed such a mysterious power was because of the mysterious patterns that covered its body.

Although he didn't know what these patterns meant, Fang Jin could feel that these patterns seemed to be filled with a strange energy.

This kind of strength was very different from the true qi that practitioners could produce. But it is equally destructive.

After pondering for a few seconds, Fang Jin started to call for Fairy Ling Bo.

"Fairy Ling Bo, what do you know about Shamanism?"

Because the magic ring was with her, Fairy Ling Bo did not materialize it. Instead, she said to Fang Jin, "I've heard of the Shamanism before. It is said that it was founded by a disciple of the Manchu Sect a thousand years ago. However, this type of faction was quickly abandoned by the cultivators. After all, what they worship is power, and what cultivators desire is longevity. There is no way to compare the two. "

After a slight pause, Fairy Ling Bo continued, "However, I also heard from my friend that even though this Shaman Drum cannot be cultivated to the point of death, it still possesses a great destructive power. The Shaman Drum was aimed at the human soul. "Now it seems that it is related to these patterns."

"Then do you know him?" Fang Jin asked expectantly.

Fairy Ling Bo shook her head, "That I don't know. These patterns were most likely inextricably linked to the entire city. It just so happened that I had just started cultivating at that time, and by the time I achieved success in my cultivation, it would be unknown how many years Qing Qing would have perished, so naturally I would not have had the chance to come into contact with them. "

Fang Jin sighed helplessly, feeling some regret in his heart. If Fairy Ling Bo knew the actual usage of these patterns, it would naturally be much easier to wake Hu Lei up.

But now, they could only rely on interrogating him to obtain the method.

Thinking of this, Fang Jin took the Shaman Drum and slowly walked in front of Treadmill. His gaze looked down at Treadmill from above, and he said in a deep voice, "Treadmill, are you sure you won't cooperate with us? Your entire strength is above this Shaman Drum. Tell me, if I were to destroy this Shaman Drum, what kind of fate would you have? "

After hearing what Fang Jin said, his expression couldn't help but change. He stared at Fang Jin, not saying a word.

Seeing this scene, Fang Jin couldn't help but let out a snort. Since he was trying so hard not to know what was good for him, Fang Jin naturally had to show him some of his abilities.

Thinking about this, Fang Jin turned his head to look at the magic ring on his side. The magic ring immediately understood what he meant, and without saying anything further, it immediately raised the staff in its hand and threw it towards the shaman.

Although the power of the Shaman Drum was boundless, it still had to be controlled by the Shaman Cult disciples first. Otherwise, it would just be a dead object.

Now that he had been smashed by the staff, a corner of the staff instantly shattered.

"No!" Trying to shout out loud, he seemed quite crazy. The instant the Shaman's drum shattered, Tou Tou couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood. His entire body began to tremble violently as if he had been possessed by a ghost.

Fang Jin quickly took two steps back, his eyes fixed on the change that was about to occur. He didn't say a word.

He tried his best to tremble just like this. After a full three minutes, the trembling finally stopped. At this moment, fresh blood flowed out from Treadmill's nose and eyes. He appeared abnormally sinister. His appearance was as though he was an evil ghost that had just crawled out of the Underworld.

"You guys are so vicious!" He tried his best to look at Fang Jin and the Magic Ring not far away as he said ferociously.

Fang Jin shrugged, "How can we compare with you?" Hu Lei has no enmity with you, and was actually knocked unconscious by you, causing his family to wash their faces with tears. You even want to put Hu Lei to death and use viciousness, how can we compare to you! "

After a slight pause, Fang Jin continued, "It looks like you and the Shaman Drum are closely related. If we destroy the Shaman Drum, your final result will be certain death. How about this, we try to let you go, you let Hu Lei go, what do you think? After all, the lives of others cannot compare to their own. "

Hearing Fang Jin's words, he couldn't help but fall silent. Fang Jin could see that at this moment, he was clearly moved. But for some reason, he did not immediately agree.

Fang Jin naturally understood the principle of striking while the iron was hot. He opened his mouth, but just as he was about to say something, he said, "If possible, I would like to spare Hu Lei's life. However, this mission was issued by the little Shaman. If the little Shaman knew that I had bypassed Hu Lei's life, then the one who would die would definitely be me! So no matter what, Hu Lei must die! "

The magic ring immediately became furious when it heard this. "Since that's the case, I'll finish you first. Then I'll go down and kill that little Shaman you spoke of!"