Pure Yang Wushen

Chapter 1806 Death Prelude, Tianlong Octave! (seeking subscription)

On the second arena of gods and demons.

Although it was only a few words, Su Qinian could know that the challenger could know the outcome of the last gladiatorial fight, and maybe there was still a process. As for how detailed it was, it was unknown.

Even so, this young quasi-king of the Hades still chose to kill spiritually, which made him a little surprised. Could it be that this one thinks he has stronger spiritual practice and attainments than the son of the Nether.

A head of dark black hair danced lightly. From the body of the young quasi-king of the Hades, the wraith stepped out, born from the heart. Even the wraith had a look of fatigue on his face. Fighting spirit, let alone fighting spirit.

Compared with the extremely splendid ending of the Nether Son, this one gave a bad impression to the powerhouses of all races. Even the Jiuqu Pluto, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, but he kept a cold face and said nothing. Gray blizzards were flying around them, this was the last battle of their Hades.

The top of the mountain.

The battle spirit belonging to Su Qinian also separated from the condensed spirit and spirit again.

A faint gilded mist lingers. Compared to the Son of the Nether, this willpower cultivation is only in the middle realm of immortality, but comparable to ordinary top quasi-kings. Even if he is stronger, there is a limit. However, Su Qinian did not underestimate him, just Continue to suppress the body with the will of the town, and reduce the cultivation of will to the same level as it.

"Don't you evolve the ancient sky dragon?" The young quasi-king of the Ming clan was very lazy, and he couldn't feel the tense atmosphere at all.

"It seems that you have already understood the previous battle." Su Qinian said lightly.

"In my opinion, this is more like a kind of training for the ring master. Although it is extremely harsh, if you don't die, you will gain a lot." The young quasi-king of the Ming clan said solemnly rarely.

"Indeed." Su Qinian nodded. If he can survive this way, the harvest must be beyond imagination.

"I'm going to shoot."

The young quasi-king of the Hades did not change his lazy posture. He raised one hand, and the seven black rings on his wrists collided with each other, making a crisp metallic trill. They were the souls of seven Hades snakes, connected end to end. A black ring detached from his wrist, then disappeared, and when it reappeared, it had already appeared on Su Qinian's right wrist.

For a moment, Su Qinian raised his eyebrows. This is a spiritual killing, all ways do not exist, and he cannot be moved at all. However, this method seems to have crossed the void, and it has ignored time, and fell directly on him. Even with his sharp eyesight, he couldn't see through the truth and reality, and couldn't see through the source of the power of this method.

Su Qinian shook his fist, even in the body of a battle spirit, his arm still made a roar like a tide, the immortal will surged, and every wisp of will surged like red gold pulp and mercury, and also like divine iron juice thick.

hum!
On the wrist, the black ring whistled softly and turned at a very fast speed. A strange rhythm immediately pervaded the arena, releasing Su Qinian's incomparably thick masculine will, and Su Qinian's eyebrows and eyes were also dyed It is covered with a layer of immortal red gold soul light, which is another kind of spiritual killing technique. It is different from that son of the netherworld, which faintly resonates with his battle soul, making it difficult to condense the will of the battle soul.

Before Su Qinian exerted his strength again, three black rings were separated from the wrist of the young quasi-king of the Ming clan, and instantly appeared on Su Qinian's left wrist, and on the bare feet of both feet, four black rings Turning together, a grand rhythm seems to have formed an unspeakable tune, making Su Qinian's fighting spirit tremble slightly, showing signs of falling apart.

The melody was also not completely cut off from the arena of gods and demons. Although it wiped out the killing power, it still caused many sacred creatures of various races to sway their hearts and souls. Stick to the spirit.

"Death...the prelude to death!"

Those are the Supremes of the Ghost Clan. Hearing the sound at this moment, they suddenly revealed expressions of disbelief, and the light in their eyes shook. Even if they were supreme powerhouses, they couldn't help losing their composure. This is the prelude to death, why do they still exist in the world?

Prelude to death!

As several ghost clansmen spoke, on Muling Star, all the clans’ faces changed almost at the same time, including the war king Qitian and other human kings. The seemingly lazy young man of the Ming clan turned out to be the prelude to death. It's just how is it possible that the prelude to death had not been annihilated in the seventeenth era of ancient times.

It was an era that is deeply remembered by the human race, and even the entire heaven and earth, because the ghost emperor and the underworld emperor of that life were proficient in rhythm, and even cut off a section of the sycamore tree and planted it in Huangquan and Styx. In an extremely special place at the junction of the world, the only phoenix wood in the world was finally cultivated, and a phoenix was cast from it. It is recorded in ancient history that the day the phoenix was born, the heavens Wrathful, bringing down boundless calamities, the Ghost Emperor and Hades Emperor joined forces to compose the Minghuang Qin, smashing the will of the heavens, shattering all calamities, and what finally evolved was the original prelude to death.

Later, the emperors of the two clans searched all over the heavens, excavated the ancient and even ancient heavenly sounds, and even went deep into the sea of ​​heavens and Dao, intercepting the original Dao sound. All the heavens and hundreds of clans, countless people who are proficient in the rhythm of the Dao, all feel in danger and die tragically Under the hands of the two emperors, there are so many that almost all those who comprehend the Dao of Music and Rhythm in the seventeenth era have disappeared from the world.

Thirty thousand years later, the emperors of the ghost and ghost races played a death prelude with the Minghuangqin, opening the curtain of the end of the era. On that day, the heavenly sound of death filled the heavens, depriving a young man of The emperor did not have much longevity, but because the meaning of death was too terrifying, the sound of death permeated the heavens and all realms. That battle directly caused the fall of trillions of creatures from the heavens.

Later, the several human emperors teamed up and almost failed to resist the death prelude. The emperors of the two clans plucked the Minghuang Qin. According to legend, the ancient power of death was even activated. The zither also collapsed, but it is generally accepted that behind that battle, there may be figures of emperors of different races. The overture of death is too strong, and coupled with the supreme imperial weapon like the Minghuang qin, the combination of the two makes the emperor bleak. It is unacceptable in the world, and it will be a flash in the pan at the end of the seventeenth era, and it will disappear forever in the world.

Since then, for countless epochs, the ghost and ghost races have been trying to recreate the death note, or develop a high-pitched killing technique that is comparable to the death prelude. , the prelude to death reappeared on the young quasi-king of the Hades, and it had to be paid attention to by the powerhouses of all races. Although it is not completely confirmed, even the reincarnation of the wraith can't do anything to the young Suotian war king. The shot formed a suppression. Except for the prelude to death, it is hard to imagine that there is such a great sound killing technique in this world. With such great power, the meaning of death is clearly engraved in ancient history.

"Death Prelude!" Battle King Qitian stared at Jiuqu Pluto.

"Don't regard the sound-killing technique from the ghost and ghost clans as the prelude to death. This is the shadow of a bow and a snake. What are you afraid of?" Jiuqu Pluto said indifferently, without any intention of admitting it.

Immediately, a strong man from the dark race sought proof from the ghost race, but they were denied one after another. They said that they were just similar, they just had that kind of god shape, and there was no real meaning. It was not the real prelude to death. Even those who are unwilling to believe that the prelude to death that exterminated the world in the past reappeared, not only the human race, but all races were affected, causing great damage.

The arena of gods and demons.

The four black rings lock the limbs, turn the Tianyin, and create a grand rhythm, which makes Su Qinian's fighting spirit tremble, giving birth to a tendency to collapse. In the dark, Su Qinian seems to see two mighty rivers, intertwined with each other, A desolate ancient road stretched between two long rivers, and at the end of the ancient road, six forked roads were faintly visible.

The road of death, six reincarnations!
Su Qinian was terrified, trying to seduce the true form of Tianlong, but found that the fighting spirit seemed to be engulfed by the grand rhythm, the soul was difficult to condense, and the immortal will faintly showed signs of laziness.

"I've given you a chance."

At this moment, the young quasi-king of the Ming clan with a tired face shook his head slightly, his tone was lazy, but he did not show mercy at all. The three black rings left on his wrist also came out at the same time, one wrapped around On Su Qinian's body, one is wrapped around the neck, and the other is wrapped around the eyebrows, locking the consciousness of the soul, which is also where the true spirit resides.

hum!
The seven black rings were formed by the soul of the underworld snake, which is the companion underworld beast of the underworld clan. At this moment, the seven circles resonated perfectly, and the heavenly sound was faint. There seemed to be a mysterious zither sound in Su Qinian's ears, as if someone was playing Flicking the piano by his side, he plucked the strings, and also plucked his fighting spirit, and it became extremely dim in an instant.

not good!

On the barren prairie, the kings of the human race changed their colors. This Tianyin's search for the soul is too similar to the records in ancient history. Seeing that the young Suotian King's battle spirit is extremely fast and weak, I am afraid that it will not take three breaths, and it will be completely exhausted. Annihilated, collapsed into nothingness.Looking at the lazy young quasi-king of the Ming clan, that lazy look seemed to contain the real terror.

Su Qinian stood on the spot, his battle spirit was dim, he had no panic or fear, at this moment he seemed to return to the time when he was first conceived and stood up, there was a clear heartbeat coming from his chest, and it was heard in the ears of the young quasi-king of the Hades middle.

This is……

The young quasi-king of the Ming clan raised his eyebrows. How could there be a heartbeat in the soul, but even in the prelude to death, the heartbeat was not covered up. Instead, it resounded clearly on the top of the sacred mountain, making the golden Shenxi all over the sky tremble. It regained its brilliance, broke away from the meaning of death, and was no longer bleak.

The next moment, a gleam of light appeared on Su Qinian's chest, and immediately swept across the entire battle soul like a spark.

The scarlet gold soul body that was originally fading burst out with immeasurable light, and Su Qinian felt the unprecedented vibration from the heart of the Xuanhuang Dao. In that year, he conceived God and established the Way, looking for light in the darkness, and wanted to die in order to suppress evil. Promote goodness.

Especially at the place between the eyebrows of the soul of war, at this moment, where the true spirit lives, Su Qinian seems to have heard a vast dragon chant, this is the roar of the ancient sky dragon, but it is different from the past, an unspeakable charm and change, Passed to his true spirit consciousness.

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