The most powerful emperor system

Chapter 401 Play a Song of Bihai Chaosheng

But the day failed, and a sarcastic voice sounded: "Oh, isn't this Fairy Gu Yiyi from the Tongtian Chamber of Commerce? What a coincidence, I can meet you here too!"

The person who spoke was an elegant young man with fluttering clothes. He glanced at Gu Yiyi's companion who was mostly injured and said with a smile: "What's going on? It seems that Fairy Gu is in trouble."

"This blood-spotted bamboo is not tasty. If you don't have enough strength, why don't you give it to us."

Although the young man's words were light and light, the meaning expressed was very strong. I want this piece of blood-stained bamboo, and hand over all your gains!

When he was talking, the three people around him also stood up. The two women were half-step Daoguo, and they were only a step away from Daoguo, and the young man with the drum turned out to be the first level of Daoguo.

Gu Yiyi straightened up and looked at the four condescending people, and suddenly laughed out loud: "Who am I? It turns out that I am a student of Wanyin Pavilion. The talking brat, you should be Young Master Xiao's younger brother. "

"I've heard of you. You have been extraordinary since you were a child. Someone has already compared you with your brother. It is said that you have also practiced Bihai Chaosheng, one of the four great magical powers of Wanyin Pavilion."

"But this is not a place to play games. Talking big will kill you. You'd better go home and organize your band."

Gu Yiyi smiled like a flower, but her meaning was even tougher, she never retreated a step, and threatened.

Luo Yang also laughed, and said with his arms crossed: "You guys in Wanyin Pavilion all have problems. Big men just want to learn how to blow and flute. It seems that you also like the feeling of being full."

"Bold!"

"Shut up!"

"you wanna die!"

The three of them were scolding, especially Young Master Xiao's younger brother, whose face was almost distorted. Wanyin Pavilion's blowing and Xiao are famous far and wide, and it is something to be proud of when they say it.
"Good boy, do you know that you are playing with fire? Don't think that you can be safe if Gu Yiyi is around. Today, my son tells you that today you are dead!"

"Come on! Give this little bastard to pieces! Take back all the blood-spotted bamboos!"

The young man in white roared angrily, and an illusory Dao fruit burst out with a bang, and he was only a thin line away from the Dao fruit realm.

It has been suppressed before because there is no good natal spiritual weapon. This time, he has to use the blood-spotted bamboo to refine the hole flute for life and soul cultivation, and then formally break through the Dao fruit, so he does not allow anyone to destroy it.

One of the two women was holding a guqin, and a harp appeared in front of the other, and they attacked Luoyang from both sides at the same time.

And the man with the drum on his back went straight to Gu Yiyi, his cultivation base was the strongest, so he was naturally the one who carried out the beheading plan, a shiny silver hammer appeared in both hands, and he just smashed it down.

"Protect Miss!"

"Go away, ugly bastard!"

The few people who were still intact rushed up, blocked the two hammers, and stood in front of Gu Yiyi. This was a kind of persistence, the persistence of being subordinates and companions.

"Get out of the way, you are not his opponent!" Gu Yiyi changed his face and shouted loudly.

"It's too late."

The man carrying the drum let out a grinning sound, and the big drum flew out, and he hit it with a hammer, and the bang resounded through the sky, like a thunderstorm from nine heavens.

Those five or six people couldn't even block a single move, they flew out straight away, falling one by one, lying on the ground vomiting blood.

"One of the four supernatural powers of Wanyin Pavilion Town Pavilion, Tianyin drums!" Gu Yiyi's complexion also changed and became serious: "No wonder you dare to be so arrogant, so you have such confidence."

Gu Yiyi stepped out, the sky and the earth shook together, and the strong wind blew her hair: "But you still did something wrong, that is, you shouldn't be an enemy of this girl, let alone hurt my companion!"

When the two masters of Daoguo on this side are fighting against each other, the battle on the other side is already in full swing. The harp is played lightly, and the slender hands are very rhythmic.

Kong Hou's voice is very gentle, giving people the feeling of warmth and sunshine, and laziness, giving people a feeling of being unable to lift up their strength.

There is a sparkling brook flowing in my heart, with white sand on the terrace and egrets playing in the water. This feeling is really beautiful.

But the woman who used the qin was different. She dragged the qin with one hand, and plucked it violently with the other.

The cooperation between the two of them is very tacit, one disintegrates others' fighting spirit and restricts his spiritual power, and the other uses fierce methods to kill.

But today they met a formidable enemy, Luoyang's vigor and spirit were exceptionally strong, and the effect of the harp on him was minimal at all.

Luoyang's fists and palms moved together, smashing mountains and rivers, tearing heaven and earth apart, golden fist shadows flying across the sky, misty palms flying across the sky, and countless chaotic millstones entwined with rails flying in the air.

"Clang clang clang!"

The fight was extraordinarily fierce, a whole valley was shattered, and the shattered smoke and dust boiled, that is to say, they all controlled their strength and did not affect the blood-spotted bamboo, otherwise this large amount of spiritual materials would collapse.

The sound of the zither was not only blocked, but also shattered. Luoyang carried the sun and the moon forward to suppress it, and the harp strings resounded.

The expression of the woman playing the harp changed drastically. She tore off all the strings, and Su's hands were dripping with blood. Those strings flew out and flew through the air, trying to pierce through Luoyang.

"Bang!"

A chaotic bell descended from the sky, protecting Luoyang in the middle, and all the strings shot on it just rippled three or two times.

At the same time, a 33-story golden pagoda fell from the sky, and a precious mirror rose up on the ground in a flash of light, trapping it.

Luoyang tried his best to suppress the girl who played the qin, and the sun and the moon fell down just like that.

The woman was coughing up blood continuously, the mountains were shaking, the mountains were collapsing, and she was desperate, the ten-fold platform was burning, the strings of the zither were condensed with the Heavenly Fire Meteor Sword, and she stabbed out like this.

"Clang!"

Luo Yang grabbed it, and the sun, moon and star chart was cut off from the middle, but then Luo Yang grabbed her. Although one hand was bloody and the wound showed bones, it disintegrated her trick.

The woman's expression changed drastically, and she was about to run away in a panic, but it was too late, Luo Yang was already face to face with her, and she could even see the slender white down on her cheek.

"Seven souls cut!"

Luo Yang directly used the big move of the soul, and the tyrannical mental power gathered into one wave and chopped it out. The woman let out a scream, her eyes were bloodshot, she rolled on the ground with her head in her arms, and let out a shrill scream.

At this time, Luoyang's second attack had also arrived, and the mental attack was unstoppable, tearing the entire sea of ​​consciousness apart, cutting off the condensed spiritual villain directly, and a great beauty disappeared!

At this time, another female disciple just got out of the closed town, she looked distressed, turned around and rushed towards the place where the young man in white was, wanting to seek help.

"It's useless, little girl, come here and die!"

Luo Yang's voice was icy cold, and the flowers were crushed with hot hands. One palm was pressed down like a cloud hanging from the sky, and a world of flames was brewing in the palm of his hand, rumbling with power.

The girl's harp exploded, her tender body trembled unceasingly, suppressed by the palm prints, penetrated by the flame world, she fell in the blink of an eye, leaving only the bloodshot bones.

"Your heart is very cold. It can be seen that these two girls are interested in you. They died so tragically in front of you, and you are not moved?" Luo Yang asked.

The young man in white is very cold: "There are so many girls in the world who are interested in me. Those who are incompetent, how many will die? Cold-hearted? Hmph, only a cold-hearted person can occupy everything and dominate the world!"

While speaking, he took out a tube of snow-white jade flute, his eyes sparkled, and he started to play!

The sound of the flute was sobbing, it sounded soft and sad, and it lingered for three days without end.

Luo Yang turned around to look, but saw that his side had been surrounded by light blue light at some point, this light was very soft, but equally tenacious.

Luoyang couldn't tear it apart with all his strength. There was a feeling of cutting off the water with a knife and the water flowed more. Gradually, the sound of waves and tides sounded at the same time.

It was very weak at the beginning, but gradually it was like galloping horses and rolling thunder, giving people a feeling of being in the vast ocean and feeling that they are extraordinarily small.

In just a short amount of time, the place shrouded in smoky blue light turned into a vast sea. It was only ten thousand feet at first, but it expanded to one hundred thousand feet in a blink of an eye, and it continued to expand.

The young man in white has hidden his figure and hid in the sea water. The sound of the flute is continuous and not loud, but it gives people a feeling of thick, immeasurable and vast, just like this vast ocean.

The turbulent waves rolled up and were thousands of feet long, like the ferocious fangs of an ancient giant beast, and Luoyang had already been besieged.

"Bihai Chaosheng!"

Not far away, Gu Yiyi, who was fighting against the man with the drum on his back, suddenly turned around, she was a little anxious, no matter how strong Luoyang was in battle, but the level was too poor, I'm afraid she couldn't handle this song of Bihai Chaosheng!
Wanyin Pavilion is well-known in the Moyun Dynasty, and the incomparable mysterious and powerful magical powers of the four major town pavilions make people awe-inspiring.

She wants to help Luoyang, but it's hard to get away, after all, her opponent is also a master who can beat Tianyin!
"I've heard about the Bihai Chaosheng song a long time ago, and today I want to see how powerful it is."

Luoyang didn't panic, his energy and spirit rose to the peak at the same time, he stepped on it with one foot, and a pool of golden and clear ripples spread out in all directions.

Wherever it passed, no matter whether it was a storm or a storm, it was smoothed out, and the rough sea was as clean and calm as a mirror.

The flute sounded again, the sea tide surged, the undercurrent erupted, and the power of the entire ocean poured in, besieged from all directions, shocking people's hearts, and creaking and creaking sounds came from the void.

"Crush you!"

Luo Yang held the sky with both hands, and stepped on the sea with both feet. His whole body was fixed in the heavens and myriad worlds like the supreme being who opened up the world. An extremely huge chaotic mill appeared, covering the vast sea and crushing it.

This is a kind of supernatural confrontation. Luoyang is vomiting blood, and the bones of his body are colliding with each other, making a crackling sound. The young man in white is worthy of being the younger brother of Mr. Xiao, and his strength is indeed amazing.

His arms and legs were about to break, cracks appeared on the bones, and he made a sound of being overwhelmed, but he was still fighting.

Fierce blood rushes out from the spine, turning into a ten thousand-foot long sword, gestated for a thousand years and bursting out with one move, cutting the universe, and finally cutting the entire ocean.

But this is not the end, the youth in white has many tricks, and the blue sea tide has endless mysteries.

Before Luoyang had time to breathe a sigh of relief, he felt that he couldn't fly, and fell into the water with a plop. The water was so strange that Luoyang could hardly breathe, almost suffocated, and his face was flushed.

(End of this chapter)