Sovereign of the Era

Magic sound is just a trail?

Plum painting style light cloud light said, but people do not dare to agree, no matter where to see Yan Tianchen's temperament strength is not low.

He may be very good at plum painting, but he is so arrogant that he doesn't pay much attention to people.

"The magic sound is the path? Yan Mou, let's have a good experience of Mr. Mei's road! " Yan Tianchen is also very proud of the people, he did not hesitate, Xiao sound sounded in an instant.

With a trace of anger, he played the magic sound of Jiuyou again.

When the sound of Xiao sounds, blood light comes out of the hole of Yuxiao immediately, and then it starts to escape continuously.

In the blink of an eye, the blood light diffused out of thousands of feet.

The sound of the flute is like a ghost crying, and like a crying soul, as if the sound really comes from hell.

Poop!

Some people on the Shuangyue lake are too close to each other. They are caught off guard and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Other facial expression big change, hastily push away.

The blood light is like a liquid substance, which blends with the water of Shuangyue lake. At the same time, the shrill voice of those evil spirits is also integrated with the sound of Xiao.

As for plum painting, the piano stage where he is located has been covered with blood light, and even his body is covered with blood light.

In the pictures that others can't see, Xiao Yin turns into a lot of evil spirits, and becomes a very real illusion appearing around him.

This nine hell magic melody is not only frightening, but also can directly attack the spirit and soul.

As long as the mood is a little bad, it will collapse immediately, fall into the purgatory of nine you and bear endless suffering.

If you feel guilty and do something shady, you will fall into madness.

"Is this the nine you magic song?"

"It seems that Yan Tianchen didn't try his best before. The leader of Langya palace is right indeed."

"It's arrogant of plum painting to say that he only knows the skin!"

People were shocked by Xiao Yin, and even those who watched the war far away from the lake felt extremely uncomfortable.

But plum painting is like nothing, wearing green clothes with a smile, even shaking the head, eyes slightly closed, seems to be in the taste of magic sound.

Other people seem to listen to only a moment, can not support the rhythm, he enjoys it.

"Not enough, not enough..."

Plum painting sloshing leisurely said.

Yan Tianchen's anger was stronger in his eyes, and the harsh Xiao sound became strange and unpredictable, and even more terrifying.

Behind him appeared a shadow, which, like a demon, sang an ancient tune. The tune is like evocative, harsh and sharp, containing an incomparable ancient flavor.

The people on the shore could not help but cover their ears, which were about to be pierced.

The emptiness was washed away, and a vision appeared. The blood light on the lake evolved into a very terrible ghost.

As for the sound of the flute of Tianchen, it seems that it has become the real hell devil sound. Nine ghost kings appear, and their blood is soaring to the sky, and the meaning of endless nether world runs wild.

Those ghost King frightens incomparably, lets the human heart raise the unimaginable fear.

Boom!

All of a sudden, the sound of Xiao changed again, and the nine ghost kings took off each other, holding the weapon blade haunted by blood light, and flew toward plum painting.

Whew!

Plum painting opened his eyes, he moved, but the piano did not ring.

He used only one finger, which pulled a string, and the slender string became longer and longer like a bow string.

The bowstring is like a full moon. People are worried that the string will be broken at any time.

When the nine ghost King completely shrouded, to swallow the plum painting, his fingers suddenly loosened.

In an instant, there was a huge bang.

Boom!

The sound of sky breaking sounded, and the first, second and third layers of the thirty-six layers of sky exploded at the same time, and the starlight poured down like a waterfall.

Plum painting body burst out of dazzling light, he is like a silver moon in the night, there are ancient symbols in his eyes, blooming bright light.

His face, which was full of God and handsome, became more and more exorbitant in an instant, just like an immortal falling into the room.

At this moment, plum painting bathes in the starlight, with unparalleled charm.

Bang!

In a flash, the sound of the flute was broken.

The nine ghost kings were all turned into blood mist, and the sound wave was surging out, and Yan Tianchen vomited out a mouthful of blood, and his face turned pale and matchless.

Poop!

Yan Tianchen spat out blood one after another, finally kneeling on the ground, covering his chest with blood.

His face was in agony. Soon, his ears, nostrils, eyes Seven orifices bleed.

Hum! Hum! Hum!

Loose back to the string, rippling, concussion, swept across all sides.

The top 100 players of Langya feast on Shuangyue lake, without exception, all suffered heavy damage, and they were tortured by the aftersound.

Lost!

The strength of one person and a string of zither held down a hundred people on the Langya list.All the people on the Bank of the lake looked at the plum painting in disbelief, and their eyes were astonished.

The people of Langya temple on the ship were even more surprised and unbelievable.

Although he knew that plum painting was very strong, he had no idea that he would be so strong.

After the banquet, it is estimated that Langya will not be able to look at it.

Plum painting is too cruel!

The four sides are silent, and the lake is silent.

Plum painting slowly rose, the sky poured down the stars, like a star vestment on his body.

People looked up, their hearts were trembling.

"Don't you understand

Plum painting to Yan Tianchen, indifferent way: "I am the road!"

Yan Tianchen seven orifices bleeding, he looked up, eyes full of unconvinced gas, but there is nothing to say, no place to vent.

"Green, red, take the piano."

Plum painting clapped his hands and said faintly, "I'll say that the nine you magic sound is not so easy to practice. You really only know something about it. Let your younger martial brother come here. With your means, it's estimated that the top of the list is quite moisture. I don't want to find him."

Before plum painting also planned to take the initiative to find Lin Yun, now and Yan Tianchen after the fight, but the Yixing languished, do not want to move again.

The two maids came forward and put away the stage and Guqin one by one.

No one's talking!

No one's arguing!

Even Jiang Yingtian, the master of Shao palace, is shocked at the moment and hasn't completely recovered.

"No one moved?"

Plum painting frowned: "really want me to find him, I'm afraid he can't afford it, Yan Tianchen You know what I mean

"You

Yan Tianchen's anger can't be revealed. This guy is too arrogant.

"If you want to come to my family quickly, I'm not only going to ask you to come to me, but I'm not the only one who wants to come to me."

Plum painting beside the maid cold mouth.

Yan Tianchen gas is not good, a mouthful of blood vomited out again, these people are really too much.

"Who is looking for me?"

At this time, two figures from the sky and fall, a man and a woman, hand in hand.

Top of Langya, here comes Lin Xiao!

At the edge of the lake, the sound of

is that the men are handsome and the women are gorgeous. It is Lin Yun and Yue Weiwei. When he saw the message of Luo Shuyi, he did not delay and rushed over quickly.

Seeing the injury of Yan Tianchen, his expression was suddenly gloomy and cold.

Seven orifices bleeding!

What a cruel means!

"Weiwei, take the elder martial brother down first." Lin Yun and Yue Weiwei join forces to help Yan Tianchen up and say softly.

"Be careful, younger martial brother. He is very strong."

Yan Tianchen warned.

"It's OK. There's me." Lin Yun chuckled at him.

"Go down first, elder martial brother." Month Wei Wei facial expression changes, Yan Tianchen hurt too heavy.

Wait until two people retreat, Lin Yun turns around slowly, the eye sweeps to fall on the Yan Tianchen that nine maidens surround.

"Top of Langya, Lin Xiao?"

Plum painting looked at Lin Xiao, eyes slightly narrowed, with a trace of fun..

"It's me."

Lin Xiao's light way.

Plum painting smile way: "is you good, your Sansheng fruit I want!"

The corner of Lin Yun's mouth drew up to wipe the sarcasm and said: "who are you? Why should I give it to you? "

"Presumptuous! My childe is a Shenle family, a Mei family Said the maid beside him.

Lin Yun sneered: "what do you do with me? You want me to give it? I want you, the nine maids, too. Will you give them to me

The nine maids were angry at the same time and glared at Lin Yun.

Shore is to Yan Tianchen examination of the month Weiwei, is also a cold face, gas drum way: "slag man!"

Yan Tianchen bitter smile way: "younger martial brother says to play, don't take seriously."

Month Wei Wei sees Yan Tianchen to speak, smile Mi Mi way: "I know, elder martial brother, you don't talk!"

Yan Tianchen doesn't speak. She just looks at Weiwei on the moon. She thinks that even if Lin Yun wins, she is not good at this pass.

Meizihua laughed and looked at Lin Yun and said, "you are a happy man. I like it. It's a deal. If you can win me, all the nine beauties will be yours. If you lose, the three fruits will belong to me. It's fair, and you should not be wronged. "

As soon as Lin Yun's mouth was drawn, he said it casually.

"Langya should have been qualified to fight with me, but you're a little useless..."

Plum painting looks arrogant, light way: "yu'er Lan'er, you first accompany him to play, Langya may be no more than this."

"Yes, sir."

Two maidens came forward, it is the strongest of the nine women LV Yu and LV LAN.

The two girls, one playing the flute and the other playing the guqin, are the killing wolves that Lu Hong played before.They repeated their old skills. Under the piano and Flute Ensemble, the war song of killing and stopping killing became more terrible.

In the twinkling of an eye, the Moon Lake has become an ancient battlefield.

The smoke of the wolf rises into the sky, and the sound of killing shakes the sky.

With the blessing of the God of Meixue, this song kills and destroys the wolf and becomes extremely terrifying.

Boom!

Almost for a moment, the sky became very dark, and the lake was solemn.

Kill the wolf!

Lin Yun knows that this ancient song is not rare. There are also music scores in Tianxiang palace.

But it is extremely difficult to play well, especially for women.

However, it was obviously not the first time that the two girls cooperated. The sound of Qin and Xiao was constantly superimposed, which soon reached the point of changing color.

Lin Yun didn't have time to think about it, and a backhand move led to the appearance of Fenglei Qin.

He sat down directly, and the lake water condensed into a stool and a piano stage to catch the organ.

Ten fingers fiddle, the sound of the piano rings.

People are curious, Lin Xiao to play what song to deal with, but did not expect, Lin Xiao also played a kill wolf.

However, he killed the wolf in addition to the murderous spirit, more than a trace of solemn and stirring.

The wind is crying, the thunder is reminiscent, and the strings are pitying.

Some people are crying, some are wailing, some are missing their relatives, but no one is a coward.

This is Lin Yun's killing wolf. Stop killing with love and move the sky with emotion!

The situation reversed in an instant, and the two girls of the other side were more murderous than the other, as if they met an insurmountable wall.

The city wall is as lofty as a mountain, and love is higher than the sky.

The soldiers thought of the monarch and the country, for their wives and children, for their parents, guarding this part of the world.

Damn it!

The second daughter's face changed slightly, and her eyes showed surprise. She never thought that she could kill wolf like this.

They want to change the tune and pull the melody back, but they find it strange that they are trapped in the mire.

Because in that solemn and powerful tune, there are ten thousand kinds of tender feelings released, and the music becomes light and lovely.

Where are the flowers?

They're all picked up by the girls.

Where are the girls?

Let the boys get married.

Where are the boys?

They all went to war and became soldiers.

Where are the soldiers?

They're all dead in battle. They're in the grave.

Where are the graves?

It's covered with flowers.

The music is soft, sad but not sad, only miss for a long time, a song to kill the wolf, hard and soft, solemn and stirring without losing tenderness.

People on the lakeshore, I don't know when, quietly left tears.

"Why am I crying?"

"What's Lin Xiao playing? Suddenly I feel so sad."

"This guy is so wonderful, is this really killing wolves?"

A group of people were astonished and inexplicable. They looked at Lin Yun, as if they knew him now.

Yu, LAN two women, the face of shame, extremely shocked to look at Lin Yun.

The same is to kill the wolf, but this level of high, so that two people in front of the forest cloud like ants.

Lin Yun put his ten fingers on the string and looked cool and arrogant. He raised his eyes and said, "plum painting, don't hide behind women. It will hurt my elder martial brother's account. I'll find you one by one now!"

[it's late, but for the sake of sincerity written in this chapter, we'll just light it up. 】

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