Chapter 384 The inner demon Guqin asks for monthly votes
I would like to ask fellow Taoists to borrow Zhang Yue's tickets, but I don't know if I can get what I want.
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The dragon gave birth to nine sons, and they were all different.
Yan Yunzi's sister Luo Huali, even if she is a confusing fairy in Du Feiyun's eyes, it is not difficult to understand.
However, Luo Huali was not an entangled character. At first, she just teased Du Feiyun with a few words, and secretly used her spiritual consciousness to seduce him.
Later, when she discovered that Du Feiyun had made up his mind, his will was firm and unmoved, and his mind was as solid as a rock and unshakable, she stopped tempting him.
Her demeanor changed, her tone and eyes became cold and arrogant, and her graceful and noble aura bloomed, as if she was a different person, and she actually looked a bit like a cloud, lying high in the clouds, looking down at the people.
"In that case, Du Feiyun, just go ahead and do your best and let me see how much my sister's protégé is really worth!"
Obviously, Luo Huali also made up her mind not to hold back, and wanted to test Du Feiyun's strength. At the same time, the meaning of her words was also obvious. This was just a competition and test between fellow disciples, and she would not do anything to Du Feiyun.
Heavy handed.
Du Feiyun naturally nodded happily, this was exactly what he expected. He bowed his head and saluted Luo Huali, smiled confidently and said: "Please give me some advice, senior Huali."
"Master Feiyun, please be polite." Luo Huali waved his jade hand, signaling Du Feiyun to attack first.
Luo Huali is a senior expert, and Du Feiyun is just a junior. It is etiquette for him to make the first move, and he will do his duty.
In just a moment, the wind surged above the arena, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth fluctuated suddenly, and the arena trembled slightly. Du Feiyun's spiritual consciousness burst out, releasing a spiritual storm, forming a terrifying hurricane, sweeping towards Luo Huali.
Luo Huali sensed that Du Feiyun's Qi was firmly locked on her, and his spiritual consciousness was condensing with all his strength to press towards her. The vast and powerful spiritual attack made her unable to help but feel a sense of crisis.
She wiped away the frivolity and carelessness before, her eyes became solemn, she raised her foot and slowly took three steps to the left, each step made the arena jump and rise. After three steps, her Qi moved Du Feiyun's spiritual consciousness,
Invisibly, Du Feiyun's oppression of her spiritual consciousness was broken.
At the same time, while she was slowly stepping to the left with her hands behind her back, she slightly raised her delicate chin as if taking a leisurely stroll, closed her eyes, and relied on her mind to sense it. She waved her right hand and stretched out her slender white index fingers.
, painting slowly in the air in front of him, the strokes drawn one by one are so meticulous, it seems as if he is really painting.
Luo Huali seemed to be strolling aimlessly, while Du Feiyun also had his eyes closed, his mind concentrated to the extreme, pacing, eyes closed, with a calm and calm smile on his face.
However, under this calm surface, there were turbulent waves and turbulent waves. Du Feiyun's spiritual consciousness exploded. After sending out the hurricane of spiritual consciousness, he also used the Yin Feng Xiao Yue and the Soul Sword to blow away the endless spiritual consciousness.
The shock wave and the sword of the soul slashed at Luo Huali.
"The wind is blowing through the forest, and the rain is falling by the river. Listen to the flowers blooming and falling, and watch the clouds roll and relax."
At this time, Luo Huali was enveloped by Du Feiyun's overwhelming spiritual attacks. He was like a small boat in the waves of a hurricane, or like a leaf of duckweed in the rolling river. It seemed that it would capsize at any time.
However, as she moved lightly, her feet seemed to be extremely slow but extremely fast as she took sixteen steps on the ring. The ring was shaking and jumping wildly. At the same time, she used both her left and right hands, both of which were food.
The middle and second fingers are used together as sword fingers, and the invisible air in front of the body is regarded as a scroll, and the brush strokes are delicately and leisurely sketched.
In a tenth of an instant, Du Feiyun's countless spiritual attacks poured down on her. At the same time, she also put the last stroke on it, and the invisible scroll was completed.
When she retracted her hands and stopped, suddenly, endless pictures bloomed in the air in front of her. It was a peaceful and stretched picture, calm, clear and far-reaching.
The hundreds of thousands of disciples watching the battle under the arena could not see the paintings made by Luo Huali at all, because only those in the Soul Refining Realm could see it, and they could only see it with their spiritual consciousness.
What Luo Huali painted was a quiet courtyard with a slowly flowing river in the center. There was an elegant white jade stone bridge on the river dotted with swimming fish and lotus flowers. There was an emerald green bamboo forest beside the river. The courtyard
There are winding paths all around and flowers are blooming everywhere.
And this picture, which can only be seen with spiritual consciousness, was magnified thousands of times in an instant, and suddenly collided with Du Feiyun's spiritual consciousness attack, and suddenly stirred up an invisible giant wave thousands of feet away, and destroyed the defensive formations around the arena.
The law stirs up waves.
Du Feiyun's spiritual storm, the spiritual hurricane, rolled up the creek and stone bridge in the courtyard. The river water, lotus flowers and swimming fish were all sucked up and crushed into pieces, and the stone bridge was turned into powder. However, the spiritual hurricane also
The power dissipates and it is gone.
In addition, the invisible shock waves emitted by the chanting wind and whistling moon were all blocked by the bamboo forest in the courtyard. The green and straight bamboo forest swayed its branches and leaves slightly, and seemed to make a splashing sound, experiencing bursts of spiritual shock waves.
of scouring.
As for the soul sword formed by Du Feiyun's spiritual attack, it was even more frightening. It was a thousand feet in size. It slashed across the courtyard and was immediately wrapped by the white clouds in the sky and shrouded in countless flowers and trees.
Boom! Boom!
The spiritual attacks of the two collided with each other, and a silent explosion exploded, shaking the ground of the arena. The waves rose and fell like the surface of the sea. The defensive formations at the edge of the arena suddenly shone brightly, creating powerful ripples.
The hundreds of thousands of disciples watching the battle below the ring could not sense the turbulent waves and terrifying momentum on the ring, but the elders of the Soul Refining Realm all changed their colors suddenly, and their eyes were full of shock.
Finally, everything was calmed down, and the spiritual attacks of the two people dissipated. Unfortunately, the two people still looked as normal, and they could not tell the winner.
Luo Huali opened his eyes, looked at Du Feiyun, smiled slightly, and said to himself: "I didn't expect Du Feiyun to be so strong. I majored in mind and spirit consciousness, and I exerted 80% of my strength, and he was safe and sound."
Unexpectedly, Du Feiyun was also muttering to himself at this time: "Luo Huali's strength should not be underestimated. I used 100% of my strength, but I still couldn't defeat her. It seems that if she didn't have outstanding mental cultivation,
, it’s just that the strength is unfathomable.”
Since both sides in the spiritual consciousness competition were evenly matched and it was difficult to tell the difference, Du Feiyun held the Xuankong Mountain, saluted Luo Huali, and said: "Senior Huali, please!"
"Master Feiyun, please!" Luo Huali looked at Du Feiyun this time with much brighter eyes. She no longer teased him, and there was still a hint of approval in her eyes. She held out an antique xylophone and pretended to
On the left hand.
This was the first time that Du Feiyun saw someone using musical instruments to make treasures. However, he could also see that Luo Huali's instrument was simple and mulberry, and the aura in it was majestic and vast. It was obviously not an ordinary product, at least it was a rare piece.
Taste the soul weapon.
Luo Huali was still dressed in tight black clothes and covered with a black veil. But she was holding a guqin in her left hand and her body was suspended in the air. She immediately showed a quiet and profound temperament. The slender white fingers of her right hand were stretched out,
Pressing on the white strings, he turned his head, his eyes were filled with awe, and he looked at Du Feiyun with a smile: "Master Feiyun, take action."
Before, Luo Huali fought with him empty-handed, and he didn't feel the pressure. Now that Luo Huali has a middle-grade soul weapon Guqin in his hand, the pressure on him immediately doubled, and his heart became cautious and dignified.
However, no matter what, Du Feiyun would not be afraid to back down. He held a foot-sized hanging mountain in his left hand, his body was covered by Shura armor, and he used his right hand to launch the Demonic Dragon Sword.
"The world is full of blood!"
Du Feiyun's mind moved, and this supreme magical power was immediately unleashed. The demonic dragon sword suspended in front of him immediately flew to the sky above his head, and in an instant, it swayed out billions of sword lights, covering an area of several thousand feet.
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Each ray of sword light was equivalent to a full blow from a strong person at the peak of the Yuan Dan Realm. Billions of sword rays roared and pierced, immediately causing waves of blood to fill the sky, and a chilling and bloody aura rushed towards his face.
At the same time, he ran towards Luo Huali in a flash, and with a wave of his left hand, he knocked out the Hanging Mountain. It immediately turned into a huge peak of several thousand feet and crashed down towards Luo Huali.
"Master Feiyun, I am so elegant and leisurely, but you are going to burn the harp and cook the cranes, and you will be filled with murderous intent even in a competition. It is really a disgrace to the scenery, huh!"
It is true that Du Feiyun unleashed the blood flowing from the sky, causing the heaven and earth to change color. The bloody wind above the arena was like a Shura purgatory, making countless disciples in the Danjie Realm tremble in their hearts. It was really a terrible sight.
However, Du Feiyun also had no choice but to do this. This was a discussion between two people, not a burning of incense and a cup of tea. What was the use of being elegant and leisurely?
Billions of sword lights came at him, and Luo Hua was calm when he left. He was still floating in the air with his legs crossed. He pressed his left hand on the head of the piano, and the five fingers of his right hand instantly spread out and bloomed into a phantom, playing on the strings.
What is puzzling is that the five fingers of Luo Huali's right hand are jumping on the strings like an elf, but the guqin does not make any sound. However, the elders who have reached the soul refining realm have solemn expressions on their faces, and they are all dazzled.
She was fascinated and worried about Du Feiyun.
Because they all know that this is Luo Huali's trump card. This magic weapon is called the Heart Demon Guqin, and it is her most powerful magic weapon and unique skill. With a flick of the jade fingers on her right hand, there are hundreds of millions of
A three-foot-long spiritual blade shot towards Du Feiyun like a rain of arrows.
The sharp blade of spiritual consciousness was invisible and unobstructed by the killing of billions of swords, and stabbed at Du Feiyun crazily. Du Feiyun's mind suddenly trembled crazily, and he fell into chaos in an instant. He heard billions of completely different voices.
The sound of the piano, the sound of the flute, the sound of the drum, the sound of snakes, the sound of frogs, etc...
Du Feiyun immediately knew how powerful it was, and concentrated his mind with all his strength, holding on to Yuanyi, keeping the spiritual platform clear, not daring to be affected by the sharp blade of spiritual consciousness, and desperately resisting the all-pervasive voice of the inner demon.
