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The Huashenguang in the field activates the Heavenly Fire Divine Art. He took the Fire Element Pill before, which directly raised his Heavenly Fire Divine Art to the third level. He can emit red lotus sky fire, and the power of the Fire Prison also increases accordingly.The red flame plunged the arena into a sea of ​​flames, and one could faintly see that there were fiery red lotus flowers forming in the flames. This was exactly the form of fire lotus produced by the red lotus sky fire reaching its peak.

But although Honglian Tianhuo is powerful, it is actually not a big threat when it is used on Hua Zhen at this time.Hua Zhen's "Ice Realm" is formed by a high-grade magic weapon, which is born with the characteristics of restraining fire. In the process of contesting with the "Ice Realm", the blossoming red fire lotus could not gain the upper hand at all, so it happened in a blink of an eye. Gone, gone so fast.

If there is no "ice field", then the fire lotus will grow more and more, forming a powerful force.

Seeing this, Hua Shenguang thought in his heart: "The ice field can form a powerful force field, many attacks will be distorted by the force field, and the effect will be greatly reduced, and my fire is just restrained by the ice, and the sky fire magic can't hurt him at all. Yes Well, I have the Xuanyin flute in my hand, and he can hear the sound. If I play the music directly, and mix the magic mind technique in the "Magic World" cheat book with the music, to affect his mind, maybe it's a good way. "

Seeing that he was surrounded by raging fire and a cage of fire had been knocked down from the sky, Hua Zhen instantly recovered from the shock of Hua Shenguang's escape from the Flying Flower Sword Formation, and mobilized his whole body's protection.

Hua Zhen was startled at first, but after a while he laughed: "Hua Shenguang, your fire can't even break through my 'ice field', don't even think about hurting me. You escaped from my sword It's surprising, it seems that I have to use more powerful things to deal with you!"

Before he finished speaking, he saw Hua Shenguang slowly move the flute to his mouth, and between the pressing and loosening of his fingertips, a tune flew out.

This time, it's real music, not just syllables. Only the combination of countless syllables can be called music.

Music is magical. A simple arrangement of syllables can express different things. It can make people happy, cry, miss, and quiet...

At this time, Huashenguang is casting magic!

What Hua Shenguang played, almost everyone in China on earth has heard it, it is mourning music, simple and sad, remembering the dead, soothing the soul, and telling the pain of life and death.The painful tone sounded slowly, and it was played with a flute, which had a special taste.Music is not divided into musical instruments. No matter what kind of emotional music, as long as the performer puts his heart into it, he can break through the limitations of musical instruments and convey the performer's emotions.

Hua Shenguang's heart sank into a kind of grief.He thought of the impermanence and short life of life; thought of the many injustices in the world, good people die early, but evil people live well; thought of corrupt officials rampant in the world, officials protect each other; Sending off the black-haired man; thinking of the grief of never seeing each other again...

At the same time, within Huashenguang's dantian, the phantom mana seeds that had been hidden for a long time emerged, constantly changing with the music of Huashenguang.It seems to conjure up those sad things, conjure up the artistic conception of the music, and share the sorrow with Huashenguang.And the Xuanyin flute is also connected with Hua Shenguang's artistic conception at this time. It has experienced Hua Shenguang's grief and pain, sadness and sorrow, and the sound it makes has changed slightly, which is more in line with the true meaning of this piece of music!

Hua Zhen's "Ice Field" can block attacks, but it can't block the music.Sorrow and music floated into his mind with the emotions of Hua Shenguang and the art of illusion. At first, he was extremely disdainful, but in just a few seconds, his mind was affected.

He suddenly had a feeling that he was sad, sad.The move to attack Hua Shenguang again also stopped.

"I am a majestic Huazhen, why should I be instructed by others, why can't I control my own destiny? Why are my family members threatened? Hua Shenguang has worries with Hua Qianling, not with me. But to fight him here, am I worth it?" Hua Zhen's heart was suddenly filled with doubts, and his firm confidence in winning was shattered.

Then, his eyes became slack, and he found the answer for himself: "It's not worth it, it's not worth it, I'm not as good as ordinary people living in the world, at least they can live happily, work at sunrise and return at sunset, I planted melons and reaped melons, planted beans and reaped beans, peacefully and carefree. But I was always threatened by death, living on the edge of a knife..."

Seeing that Hua Zhen was affected, Huashen played harder.

"What's the point of me practicing like this? My son doesn't have the talent for cultivation. I watched him die when he got old. My grandson didn't have the talent for cultivation either. I also watched him die..."

"And my wife, you have been turned into a bone for a long time, I can still clearly remember that when you looked like a flower and a jade, it just reflected your beautiful name: Ruhua, but you..."

Thinking about the past events, Hua Zhen, a big man, sat on the ground powerlessly, two lines of tears flowed from his eyes, and then burst into tears.

At this scene, the spectators outside the arena didn't know what happened. They only saw Hua Shenguang playing the flute. After a while, Hua Zhen beat the ground, crying in grief, and completely lost his composure.

Mengdie also had an expression of disbelief: "The powerful Hua Shenguang actually uses music to directly affect the opponent's mind. It seems that there is no suspense in this duel."

And Xiaoye excitedly said to Jiutian's brothers and sisters: "It's Brother Guang's music. I have heard Brother Guang play the piano. He knows a lot of beautiful music. He must have influenced the mind of the enemy with music. I listen to it." When he played touching music, he even shed tears..."

Fang Ya looked at this scene in a daze: "Hua Shenguang, so you know music, you must be very good at it, why have you never played a song for me?"

Hua Qianling who was not far away was already in a hurry, he clenched his fists, and kept saying: "Hua Zhen, damn it, get up, get up, get up and kill Hua Shenguang, and you will die with him by exploding yourself, hurry up!" stand up!"

But no matter how anxious he was, it was of no avail, the formation of the arena completely cut off the sound from inside and outside, and Hua Zhen couldn't hear it at all.At this time, Hua Zhen, sad things emerged in his mind, and those sorrows were infinitely magnified by sorrow and joy, making him unable to extricate himself, and his heart fell into the abyss of deep pain and despair.

Wiping his snot and tears, Hua Zhen stopped crying. He said to himself: "What's the point of me living in this world? There is nothing to love in life. I might as well die. By the way, once I die I will be free, and it will be over once and for all. My relatives, my friends, I am here to accompany you..."

With that said, Hua Zhen picked up the hundred-poison needle and stabbed at his temple.

"Don't!" Several disciples of Baihua Palace shouted loudly, and some spectators also shouted at the same time, wanting to prevent Hua Zhen from committing suicide, but Hua Zhen had made up his mind and couldn't hear their shouts. pierced his right temple, and he fell down slowly with a relieved expression.

Hua Shenguang stopped playing, scattered the burning red lotus sky fire, he wiped the Xuanyin flute lightly, and then put it away.

Looking at the fallen Hua Zhen, a tear slipped quietly from the corner of Hua Shenguang's eye.