The green phoenix jumped like flying with his fingers, as if ten beautiful elves were dancing on the strings of the piano. The sound of the piano became louder and louder, and the white light emitted by the "Phoenix Piano" was dazzling. She and Fu Chenxue had been with him for so long, and she heard and looked at him.

Fu Chenxue gave me careful advice. Although her piano skills are not as good as Zhou Yun, she is also one of the few good players in the world. The most important thing is that she can communicate with Qin Ling and control the "phoenix zither" like an arm and finger, and she is easy to use. Even so, the situation is in danger.

The "Pangu Axe" is known as the most powerful artifact in ancient times. It collided with the "Heaven Emperor Staff" and had the power to destroy the world. The "Phoenix Phoenix" can control the soul and rotate the universe, but it is not the defense.

strengths.

Qinghuang circulates the "Phoenix Heart Sutra" and puts the inner qi into the "Phoenix Piano", barely supporting the shaking barrier. This is a life-and-death competition. If she can't hold on to the barrier, she will die.

It was not her alone, the five people behind her were about to die, and the "golden eye slut" would also die. In the five breaths, Qinghuang's forehead was already sweating, and the beads of sweat gathered into a stream on her pink cheeks, a trickle

Then she entered the realm of "Inner Gang", hugged the Yuan and guarded Yi, condensed the golden elixir, and the qi veins were long and could almost be reborn. And at this moment, she felt that the dantian was exhausted, which was enough to prove that the "Phoenix Qin" was a magic weapon against the sky.

Not everyone can control it. Fu Chenxue's ability to play the "Phoenix Piano" at will at the seventh level of "Innate Taiyi Divine Art", which has to be said to be an anomaly.

Seeing this scene, Qingyao and Qingyuan were extremely worried. Of course, they knew the consequences of Qinghuang's inability to hold on to the barrier, but their skills were too far apart from Qinghuang and they could not help her at all. Forcibly intervening would be counterproductive.

The two of them sat aside and looked at each other, and the "golden eye slut" was so anxious that they scratched their heads.

Seeing this, Qi Sha put his hands on Qinghuang's back, and the pure internal force flowed in like a river in the Yangtze River. Qinghuang got the help of Qi Sha, and the internal energy was like the tide of the river and sea, which doubled in an instant. The sound of the piano

Like the phoenix ringing in the nine heavens, it is clear and exciting, and the originally shaking barrier is completely stabilized.

"Puff-" Yu Juluo spewed out a blood arrow in the air, his body flew back three hundred feet, and fell heavily under a collapsed mountain peak. All internal organs reversed, and his bones cracked inch by inch. Due to the prehistoric artifact "The Emperor's Staff"

Blocking and protecting, he was not killed by the "Pangu Axe" and escaped by chance. After this heavy blow, the "Heaven Emperor Staff" almost exhausted its divine power, and the golden light disappeared. When Yu Juluo flew out, he came from him.

The hand fell into the burning ruins.

Seeing that the crisis was resolved, Qinghuang let out a long sigh, put away the "phoenix piano" and said, "Seven Kills, thank you!"

Qi Sha laughed and said, "Sister-in-law said this, but I didn't just save you, but also save myself. What's there to thank?"

"Sister-in-law?" Zi Lan's heart suddenly felt ache, and a mist of water surged in her eyes, "Sister Qinghuang, are you already married to Chen Xue...?"

Qinghuang said resentfully: "No, I am just one of his women, not his real wife yet!"

"One of his women?" Mo Huier raised her head and asked in confusion: "Sister Qinghuang, what do you mean by saying that?"

Qinghuang smiled and said, "Your little master is a big radish with a lot of women around you. Don't you know?"

"So that's the case..." Mo Huier looked at Zi Lan, clenched her little pink fist again, and said angrily: "There is no good thing for men, and the uncle of the little master is also a big bad guy!"

"Stop!" When Fu Chenxue heard Mo Huier say this, Qingyao and Qingyuan's faces looked ugly. Fu Chenxue is the guardian saint of Wudang, and the closest existence to the legend in the thousand-year-old Wudang, how can anyone blame him?

Qingyao said sternly: "Hui'er, what is your uncle in the little master doing? How can you children control it? From now on, you must respect him in every way, and do not look down on him, let alone

Just as casual as I was when I was a child. If I heard such disrespectful words again, I would punish you to stay in seclusion for three years in the back mountain. Have you heard it?"

Mo Huier was so scared that she stretched out her tongue and lowered her head, and her voice was like a mosquito: "Master Master, Huier will remember your words and will never dare to commit them again..."

"That's good!" Qingyao's eyes fell on Zi Lan intentionally or unintentionally, and said, "With Chenxue's understanding and cultivation, it's a matter of time before becoming an immortal. Although you had something to do with him when you were a child, you shouldn't be able to do it.

He is too arrogant and arrogant in front of him. Not only does he have huge differences in seniority, but his cultivation is even more different from immortals. Only by recognizing these can you not be deviant in the future.

Only by calming down and cutting off all false thoughts can we go further on the road of practice.”

When Zi Lan heard this, her body trembled slightly and lowered her head. Chenxue, are we destined to be destined to be undeserved? I originally thought I could keep up with you, but I didn't expect that the gap between us was already immortal.

Zhiyuan... I miss you so much that you are still the boy who taught me to play the piano and practice swords with me. Even if you have a mediocre life, it doesn't matter. In that case, at least I can stay with you forever, and you are only me, no matter how hard you are.

There will be so many women who will fight for you...

"Sister Zi Lan..." Mo Huier gently grabbed Zi Lan's slender hand. She has witnessed all kinds of things between Fu Chenxue and Zi Lan since she was a child. How could she not understand Zi Lan's loss and despair?

Girls always hope that the boy they like is a great hero who stands tall and stands tall and beloved by everyone. Only Zi Lan hopes that Fu Chenxue is an ordinary man, even if he is stupid or stupid.

In that way, he would not be valued by Wudang and would not attract anyone's attention. But luck made people so good, Fu Chenxue was so amazing that she was famous all over the world, with almost the same appearance, temperament, personality, martial arts, medical skills and talent.

He is not only the guardian of Wudang, but also the most promising genius disciple of Wudang who has the most hope of standing in the flying immortals in the thousand years. A generation of Qin King, an invincible god of war, a master of national medicine, a master of bartending, and a natural singing voice... No matter which title is

It is an insurmountable mountain for Zi Lan.

Fu Chenxue put away the "Pangu Axe", picked up the "Heaven Emperor Staff" from the flames, passed through the fire and the ruins, and came to Yu Juluo. Yu Juluo's face was ferocious, and large mouthfuls of blood were spewed out of his mouth from time to time.

His tendons and veins were broken, his internal organs were displaced, and his bones were broken. It was impossible for him to lie among the broken rocks and move.

Yu Juluo stared at Fu Chenxue with a vicious look. He was broken into Fu Chenxue's hands twice. How could he not hate him to the core? "It's not that Tuoba Ti's body is too weak, how could I fall into this place.
Chapter completed!