Zhou Yu cheered word by word. In his red eyes, there seemed to be a boundless sea of fire!

This song is called zhenhun song, and this magical power is called huohaihuangyin.

Where is the sea of fire?

Between playing and plucking the strings, the curling sound gradually spread throughout the city.

Those scattered flames, like being hung with invisible ropes, all flew up into the sky.

At this time, looking to the sky, countless flames can be seen, neatly arranged in the air!

Zhou Yu's hands speed up, the tune suddenly rises!

What changes with it is that the fire and rain all over the sky suddenly flies to the ground!

Each fire, all accurately avoided the buildings and people of the Seven Star City, all rushed to the friars of the golden spear sect!

"Ah --"

"Help

"Well

It has been said that the pain of burning is more than any kind of pain in the world!

At this moment, the golden spear monks are using their own bodies to verify this truth.

They kept screaming, rolling and wailing, looking for water everywhere, hoping to put out the fire!

However, this fire is extremely strange, once stuck on the body, it can not be put out!

Flame burning heart! Burn all the viscera and then give up!

Some people can't help but want to spit blood, only to find that it's all bloody flames!

Seven Star City once again into a sea of fire, but this time all the flames are burning on the enemy!

No enemy friar can escape the fire!

The fury of Vulcan, the song of burying soul!

No one can save those friars, they can only be in despair and pain, with regret and unwilling, alive burned to coke!

As the music gradually receded, Zhou Yu put out the last note with both hands.

After the song, there was no living friar in the whole city.

......

Half way up the Seven Star City.

Yang luokui floats outside the pavilion, with a sneer in the corner of his mouth: "Guan Zihe, you lost.

Lost to that man. "

Guan Zihe looked at a large number of monks who had fled from the mountain. His eyes were full of confusion and pain!

"Why?"

Her eyes suddenly turned to sunflower: "it's your cangri sect, isn't it?"

Yang luokui shrugged: "Mr. Li doesn't need our cangri teacher's help."

Yang luokui's inner shock at this time is not much weaker than Guan Zihe. As the third force in the whole process, she has been waiting for an opportunity.

It's a good time for them to teach fishermen how to make profits!

However, it is not only the Youming road and the golden gun sect that underestimate Li Shi, but also their cangri sect?

No one could have expected that under the cover of such a terrible net and such an amazing killing machine, Li Shi's subordinates could easily defuse it!

Until the end, their cangri sect did not get any profit in this battle!

After closing the purple lotus veil, his face changed. He bit his teeth and took a complicated look at the direction of the mountain, leaving a sentence: "Li Shi, I will come back again!"

Then it turned into a dark shadow and floated down the mountain!

Yang luokui sighed gently, but he didn't have the idea of pursuing.

She has been fighting with Guan Zihe for half of her life and has always regarded her as the biggest enemy in her life.

But now that she is defeated by Li Shi, she has no power to fight back. It's hard to avoid a sense of tragedy in her heart.

The strength is not weaker than their Youming way, and they can't compete with Li Shi, so where will they go?

Li Shi, a rising star in Southeast China, seems to be unstoppable. How should they deal with the relationship with Li Shi in the future?

Win over? Or before its wings are full

Yang luokui was so upset that he returned to the Seven Star City alone.

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