The earth trembled even more violently, and the whole city was trembling constantly. Then there was a loud "click" sound. Sand and stones flew in Youzhou City, the mountains collapsed and the ground cracked, and countless huge rocks rolled down. A piece of earth actually cracked two pieces from the center.
, a dazzling ray of light shot out.
"What's this!"
Nie Yuan was stunned as a ball of aura shook out from the crack, dazzling and energetic.
"Phoenix-tailed lyre!"
Li Xuan looked up and looked at him, dazzled and fascinated.
The inspiration suddenly appeared as a guqin. It was once a high-quality magic weapon that was buried underground in order to make this city.
After countless years, the magic weapon has transformed into a formation spirit and merged with this city.
The reason why Li Xuan knew this guqin was because when he met Yun Zun in his previous life, this guqin was Yun Zun's proud magic weapon! "You...you...you actually..." Nie Yuan pointed at Li Xuan, and after a while, he even kept going.
I can't say a complete sentence.
He was completely stunned by the scene in front of him. Even though he was a Nascent Soul monk and had hundreds or thousands of years of life, he never thought that he would encounter this situation today.
He had only heard of this phoenix-tailed lyre in ancient classics. It is said that this was the favorite magic weapon of the ancestor who founded Youzhou City, but it disappeared for some reason.
After all, it has been thousands of years, and Nie Yuan has never taken it seriously. Unexpectedly, a boy with eyebrows on his mouth actually summoned the formation spirit of the phoenix tail seven-stringed lynx. How could he feel? Seeing Nie Yuan blowing his beard and staring at him
Li Xuan smiled faintly and shouted indifferently: "Qianxian, Wen!"
Gong, Shang, Jiao, Hui, Yu, Wen, Wu, are seven strings. The seven strings of the phoenix tail seven strings have been integrated with the seven roads in Youzhou City during the thousands of years of sleep. Each string has merged into the seven roads in Youzhou City.
Thunder and earth are filled with thousands of spiritual powers.
Li Xuan's cultivation is not very high, but when he plucked the strings of the piano and borrowed the power of magic weapons, his cultivation suddenly increased by more than ten times! A string twitched the sky thunder, ignited the earth's fire, and created a tornado, slashing the earth immediately.
The sky and the earth change color, the sun and the moon are bleak, the stars are flickering, the whole city trembles violently, as if all the spiritual energy is concentrated on this string and swept towards Nie Yuan.
At this moment, Nie Yuan felt that the airflow in his body had stopped, and a huge heavy pressure surged from all directions, firmly imprisoning his Nascent Soul body, and he could not move.
What a majestic power, what a world that is so overwhelming. Since Nie Yuan formed the Nascent Soul, he has never been so panicked and helpless.
Just as the entire Youran world was shattered under the sweeping of a string, for a moment, Nie Yuan felt as small as a particle of dust, squeezed by a huge irresistible force, and would turn into powder at any time.
!"impossible!"
Nie Yuan was already shocked, his spiritual power was disordered and unstable. Before he even came to his senses, Li Xuan launched this huge blow. When he realized that something was wrong, Wuru's huge power had already been
Cover him up, and there was no way to escape! Under the oppression of the huge force, Nie Yuan let out a desperate roar: "How can you control the formation spirit!"
While roaring, several brilliant lights suddenly shot out from behind, and four spiritual weapons were suddenly sacrificed! The trapped beasts were still fighting! The spiritual weapons rolled in the air, releasing layers of spiritual power, trying to resist Wen Xian's oppression.
"Bang!"
With a sound, Wenxian finally swept Nie Yuan's body. His expression became angry in an instant. Every hair and beard stood up, and his eyes were filled with blood-red anger.
The next moment, Nie Yuan twitched violently, and the four spiritual weapons behind him were shattered and turned into powder! "Click", the remnant force of the Wenxian suddenly disappeared, breaking from the middle, disappearing from the world
between.
Nie Yuan bent his waist and let out a long breath, but dark blood flowed through his seven orifices.
He tried to destroy all his treasures, and finally blocked the attack, but also greatly lost his vitality.
Li Xuan didn't expect to kill Nie Yuan with one blow, and he wouldn't give Nie Yuan a chance to breathe.
Seeing that Wenxian had broken, his spiritual sense had been activated again, urging the phoenix tail seven-stringed lynx to issue another powerful blow.
"Seven-strings, martial!"
"Boom!"
The huge force was activated again. This time the power was more roaring than before, more sharp and sharp, and more overwhelming, as if countless sharp knives were covering Nie Yuan, and halberds from all directions stabbed down.
A trace of despair appeared in Nie Yuan's eyes. He had used up all the treasures and now he could only rely on his own strength to withstand it.
"Do you underestimate me?"
Nie Yuanhu roared.
Although he was as powerful as a tiger, Nie Yuan felt a little regretful.
If you don't underestimate the enemy so much and give Li Xuan a fatal blow as soon as you take action... If you don't find it rashly, you will find out Li Xuan's strength... Unfortunately, there are not so many ifs in the world, and one trick is wrong and you will lose all the way.
Nie Yuan can only fight his best now! With a "swoosh", a golden old man came out of Nie Yuan's Tianling Cave. This was his natal Yuanying condensed, and his cultivation was above this.
The dazzling golden light released infinite spiritual power, and the thickness and thickness in it were definitely not comparable to ordinary Nascent Soul monks.
Unfortunately, no matter how dazzling the golden light and the powerful spiritual power are, they are still vulnerable in front of the powerful phoenix-tailed seven-stringed lyre formation spirit.
As if it was understatement, Wu Xian hit the Nascent Soul villain, and then Li Xuan seemed to see an egg broken by a stone. The golden light splashed on all sides, and the villain was directly chopped into pieces.
"Puff..." Nie Yuan opened his mouth and spitted out a mouthful of blood, his whole body trembled constantly, and his expression was extremely depressed.
His Nascent Soul suffered a severe injury, and his cultivation level was greatly damaged, and he even fell out of the Nascent Soul realm at once.
Fortunately, Wu Xian was also shattered. It consumed too much power to smash the villain. It also made a "click" cry and walked into Wen Xian's footsteps.
Nie Yuan's eyes dripped from blood and his face was pale. He was weak all over and had no strength.
Now let alone the Nascent Soul monk, even a Jindan monk can easily take his head.
Li Xuan smiled slightly and wanted to sweep the third string.
"Don't kill me!"
Nie Yuan suddenly hoarsely, "As long as you stop, the matter between us will be eliminated, and I will give you a lot of treasures!"
With hundreds of years of lifespan, how could Nie Yuan bear to bear it? In the crisis of life and death, he finally showed a hint of fear.
"A single turn is done... Why are you still so naive when you live a long life?"
Li Xuan laughed wildly and activated his spiritual sense again.