wicked immortal

Without the threat of the monster crocodile, a group of people walked on the ice, and in less than a stick of incense, they broke through the entire Crocodile Lake and reached the other end of the canyon.

This canyon is cut off by Crocodile God Lake in the middle, but at this end, it has a different scenery, which makes people feel like another village.

In this section, there are no towering trees covering the sky and the sun in the canyon, and the scenery has become exquisite and pleasant. The most surprising thing is that there is actually a winding stone road in the canyon.

The stone road is not carved by human beings. Judging from its shape, it should be natural, and it is amazing.

There is a river ditch beside the road, clear water flows slowly, the edge of the ditch is covered with crisp tender grass, branches and flowers of nameless shrubs shine in it, and weeping willows dot the ditch, decorating this slightly empty canyon with lush branches and leaves.

What is amazing is that in the canyon, there is actually an old scalper flicking its tail gently, looking carefree and carefree.

The cobblestone road is surrounded by beautiful flowers, and people walk along it, closing their eyes slightly, as if entering another world, slowly closing their eyes, the fate of the world is like a dream, and after several ups and downs, it is always uneven, until now it has become a cloud of smoke, and the love has become empty, Like the wind waving the sleeves, a wisp of fragrance floats in a deep old dream, the prosperity is gone, the whole body is peaceful in the wind, there is no wind or rain when you look back...

Everyone was immersed in this warm beauty and couldn't extricate themselves. The old days were also passing by bit by bit.

Suddenly, Zhao Yuan was keenly aware of the traces of killing intent in Xianghe, and listened intently, with a look of surprise in Tranquility's eyes

The water in the river ditch is rushing, Zhao Yuan suddenly opened his eyes, and there is a faint and ethereal music in the distance. Hearing the unique music rhythm in the silent night, it is like listening to the rain under the bamboo eaves in the south of the Yangtze River. Even his thoughts are moist. Moist, and in an instant, it is like a flat river in the vast plain, and the wind and clouds are rushing.

"Someone!"

Zhao Yuan's mind was shocked, and he suddenly pulled out the Ice Fire Demon Saber, his body exuded a murderous aura.

"Where is anyone?"

"What about people?"

"..."

Long Zifei and a group of practitioners woke up one after another, pulled out their weapons, and looked around in panic, but there was no one in sight.

What is surprising is that the melodious and melodious music suddenly disappeared.

Did I hear it wrong?

This time, not only Long Zifei and his group were puzzled, but Zhao Yuan also looked stunned. Just now, he clearly heard the sound of music, but suddenly, the melodious music disappeared out of thin air, as if it had never been heard before. Appear.

Zhao Yuan was sure that there was music just now, because the expressions of Long Zifei's group of people also confirmed it.

"Oops, we've fallen into the ancient formation." Long Zifei suddenly turned pale with shock.

"what……"

Everyone panicked and looked around, only to find that the way they came had been blocked by overgrown vines, the stone path had disappeared out of thin air, and the God of Crocodile Lake, which could be seen at a glance, had suddenly disappeared. .

Surrounded by beautiful flowers, weeping willows are silent.

The environment is peaceful and palpitating.

Quiet!

Suffocating silence.

What about the old scalper?

Everyone looked for the old scalper one after another, but they didn't find the old scalper gnawing grass leisurely.

The original towering cliffs on both sides are no longer visible. Wherever the eye enters, beyond the greenery, there are flowers dotted with various colors.

The moment the greenery entered the eyes, people were fascinated again.

Suddenly, the music started again.

The smoky and intoxicating breeze blows, and suddenly there are countless bright changes in the air. The vibration and vibration change in a blink of an eye. The spring breeze gently resolved the heavy pressure that was rolling in.

Just at the moment when the soft music became ethereal and ethereal, the situation changed in an instant, like a torrential rain, the sound of the wind and the roar of cranes, and the grass and trees were all soldiers, and like an upside-down river rushing forward, it was enlightened, and it was noisy, carefree and majestic. In a trance, countless transparent invisible silk threads volley from the strings to the Youyang sky...

……

"Brother Zhao, we have entered the Magic Sound Valley by mistake." Long Zifei said with a mournful face.

"Magic Sound Valley?" Zhao Yuan's heart was shaken, just hearing the name, he knew it was not easy.

"I don't know either, but I just heard from the elders of Shimen that many years ago, a woman named Magic Sound died in battle in the prehistoric area and transformed into Magic Sound Valley. As long as there is wind, there will be melodious music that captivates the mind... "

"The magic sound...the magic sound...the magic sound...the soaring snake..."

When Zhao Yuan heard the name Moyin, he always felt a little familiar. He muttered to himself, racking his brains to recall the information about Moyin in his brain.

Zhao Yuan's understanding of mythological characters, apart from Zhanyun Continent, is more from myths and stories from the earth.

I don't know if it's because of the main battlefield or other reasons. The number of mythical characters on Earth is many times larger than that of Zhanyun Continent. Moreover, there are more religious sects, and they are clearly divided. Zhao Yuan firmly believes that Earth should be human beings. The birthplace of gods and gods is also the birthplace of religious beliefs. Because of this idea, whenever he encounters some unknown gods, Zhao Yuan often associates their identities through some myths and stories on the earth.

However, there are tens of thousands of myths and stories on the earth, which can be called massive. The characters called gods are not much less than humans. Zhao Yuan has not stayed on the earth for a long time, and his understanding is extremely limited, especially for Western myths. , Greek mythology and other myths and stories are even more at a loss, and they are almost ignorant of the gods of the Indian mainland.

Fortunately, this magic sound is still among the mythical characters that Zhao Yuan once knew.

After racking his brains for some memories, Zhao Yuan vaguely remembered the mythical figure Teng Snake.

According to the legend of the earth, after Pangu opened up the world, Nuwa was lonely, so she made a man out of clay, and at the same time made a pet with a human head and a snake body in her own image, namely a white snake, female, and a snake, male.Empress Nuwa patched up the sky, but because she didn't have enough five-color stones, she patched up the sky with her body, and Baimao and Tengshe followed suit.

There is also a legend that Bai Suzhen and Teng Snake had a daughter with the head of a man and the body of a snake, who is the well-known protagonist Bai Suzhen in "The Legend of the White Snake".

Teng Snake also has a clone, which is considered to be the magic sound.

If this canyon was transformed by the Soaring Snake, it would definitely be a dangerous place. After all, the other party is a disciple of the famous Nuwa...

There are many legends about the magic sound, and even the gender keeps changing. However, no matter whether those legends are true or not, it is agreed that the Soaring Snake is the magic sound, and the magic sound is the Soaring Snake.

Everyone didn't know how to respond, so they could only cover their ears and walk along the stone road ahead.

At this time, the peaceful and beautiful scenery has become a hidden murderous intention, and people take every step cautiously, as if walking on thin ice.

What is incredible is that even if the ears are covered, the sound is still clearly audible. The most frightening thing is that the sounds of the music that everyone listens to seem to be different, some are graceful and melodious, some are rhythmic, some are The real power is pervasive, and there are thousands of horses galloping.

In addition to the ever-changing music, people found that the stone road they were walking on disappeared without a trace as long as they looked back, replaced by a sea of ​​flowers and green weeping willows.

In Zhao Yuan's ears, thunderous battle drums sounded, accompanied by the phantom of thousands of troops fighting.

Everyone noticed that Zhao Yuan's eyes seemed to spew out flames, his long hair shot up into the sky, and the ice and fire sword in his hand kept changing, full of murderous aura...