We are in the wilderness, I am the god of time travel

As time passed, the power of the flute became more and more powerful, and more and more people could not resist the magic sound and began to fall into the magic, and rushed frantically towards the fog ahead.

At this time, a hint of red also appeared in Fang Hao's eyes.

He is an earthling, as a member of the bottom, life is not so smooth, and there are many regrets in his heart, and even some things have remained in his heart, making him linger.

A memory of the earth rose in his heart, Fang Hao's heart suddenly became extremely sad, in a trance, the surrounding environment changed dramatically, and he came to the earth again.

"Why?".

"Because you're too poor to support my life, break up!".

"Money is so important, even if you don't love each other, you have to be with each other, and choose to give up the person who loves each other?".

"In reality, you don't need to spend money, don't fall in love if you don't have money, and when it comes to the end, you can't afford to marry me, do you want to stop me from finding someone rich?"

......

Six reincarnations, endless desires.

No one can escape, even the gods and demons with great power still can't break the obsession in their hearts.

Fang Hao knew that he was in the illusion, and at this time he saw the person who had been haunted by his dreams many years ago, even if she was very ordinary, far less than Qingshuang, far less than Xiaobai, but she was still the love of her life.

Even though I knew that everything in front of me was a dream bubble, I was still reluctant to shatter my dream.

Soon after, the illusion faded, and Fang Hao was already in tears.

This relationship has long passed, and he has long been buried in the depths of his heart, but he didn't expect to be seduced by the magic sound.

After waking up, the sound of the flute was still like crying, but it could no longer affect Fang Hao, who had no flaws in his state of mind, after all, he was a god and his mind was extremely powerful.

At this moment, there were only seven or eight people still standing in place, and the Great Elder of the Heavenly Sword Sect, Nangong Fairy, was impressively listed, but it seemed that she had also entered the illusion and could not extricate herself, with a painful look on her face.

The other seven people, except for Qingshuang, who had a calm expression and quietly comprehended the psychedelic flute sound, were all trapped in the illusion in their hearts.

Fang Hao finally saw that if there was no killing in his heart, the sound of the flute would make people fall into sadness at most, but if it was a devouring person, he would enter the killing illusion and run into the fog ahead.

Just when Fang Hao was surprised, the flute still sounded.

At first, the flute sound was invisible, but as the power increased, the flute began to appear faint red ripples, the ripples were almost invisible, and the ripples extended from south to north.

"Zheng~" A piano sounded.

Qingshuang sat cross-legged on the ground, a guqin was placed on her knees, and as she played, the cyan ripples spread around her.

The cyan ripples spread out of a radius of ten meters, and they were wiped clean by the red ripples, but within this ten meter range, the influence of the flute sound disappeared, Fang Hao was within this ten meter range, and only covered him.

Obviously, Qingshuang was just for Fang Hao.

"Qingshuang, your rhythm level is so high?" Fang Hao was overjoyed in his heart.

The influence of the flute passed, and his heart suddenly became very peaceful.

Qingshuang smiled slightly and said, "Some people were embarrassed just now, and they even cried their noses." "

Fang Hao was amazed, when he was enchanted just now, Qingshuang should have seen himself crying.

But what's wrong with tears, he Fang Hao has at least really loved each other in his life, although he can't love each other, but he can be regarded as knowing the seven emotions and six desires in the world.

"Zheng~".

As the sound of the piano continued to sound, cyan ripples instantly covered everyone present, and soon, the seven or eight people left behind began to wake up.

"Poof!".

Everyone spat out a mouthful of blood in unison, and then their breath began to weaken, obviously, the sound of the flute in the Psychedelic Fantasy Realm was very harmful to everyone.

"Thank you!".

Everyone quickly woke up, and looked at Qingshuang in surprise, but they didn't expect this woman's vocal cultivation to be so high.

When Qingshuang heard this, she hurriedly thanked them one by one.

Qingshuang's master, the Roushui Fairy, also looked at Qingshuang in shock, he didn't expect that his apprentice had grown to such an extent in five hundred years, and his music cultivation could actually compete with the immortals.

But thinking of his rebellion against the sky, I couldn't help but feel abrupt. At the same time, the strings in Qingshuang's hand kept plucking, and the cyan ripples resisted the red flute ripples.

"Pay attention to your breathing, and let's go and see what is unusual in the mist, and the flute will not stop until we go over. Qingshuang said.

Soon after, the crowd began to walk towards the fog ahead.

On the way, as they walked towards the mist, the original flute sound became more and more high-pitched, and in a trance, it was like the sound of gold and iron, and the red ripples of the entire psychedelic realm became clearer and clearer.

At this time, the cyan ripples that protected everyone began to be slowly suppressed, and Qingshuang couldn't help but increase the pressure, and exclaimed, "It's amazing." "

Then, the frequency of Qingshuang plucking the guqin also increased greatly, and the power of cyan ripples also continued to increase, ensuring absolute safety within a radius of 20 meters.

"The immortals in this array are too poisonous!" Soon everyone came to the end of the mist, and their faces were very ugly.

In the distance, a magma lake with a terrifying high temperature was there, and I saw the dark red magma constantly rolling, bubbles coming out from time to time, and within a hundred meters around, everyone felt the terrifying high temperature.

At this time, in the magma lake, there were still several human black charcoal floating above and below, and it was clear that those who rushed into the fog were burned in the magma.

"Ding!".

With a soft sound of metal, the originally high-pitched flute suddenly disappeared, and everyone's gloomy hearts suddenly became very relaxed and relieved.

Looking at the only eight people left, his heart was extremely complicated, the price was too great, and the top combat power of the entire immortal cultivation world was swept away