When the ten fingers pluck the silk strings, there is no strong and chilling sword energy or sound blade. What flows through the fingertips is a gentle and simple sound like flowing clouds and flowing water.
This kind of music is so inconsistent with the tragic battle scene on the top of Black Rock Peak. Even Master Aojunxie and Ming Qianhe, who are standing by, have their eyes wide open in confusion. You look at
Look at me, I look at you. I am very puzzled by Qing Kuang’s actions.
That's right, the sound of the piano is gentle and gentle, nothing like the sharp, murderous and invisible sound blade activated by ancient martial arts energy! What kind of medicine is sold in Qing Kuang's gourd?
A moment has passed. On the entire battlefield, the guards of the temple have not been threatened or attacked at all. Instead, they are still slaughtering the few remaining Fengyun Continent warrior captives wildly and wantonly.
But Qing Kuang still just closed his eyes slightly, and gently plucked the strings, as if he was detached from the world, outside the battlefield, and fell into meditation.[
Such a result made Aojunxie on the side a little unable to hold back.
With five fingers of his big hand, he grasped the long sword tightly and rushed up to the steps of the altar to rescue the weak spiritual warriors of Fengyun Continent.
Suddenly, the expressions on Aojunxie's and all the disciples of the Bright Temple present became extremely unusual. The temple guards who were undergoing a bloody massacre also involuntarily stopped what they were doing.
Roaring, a series of roaring sounds, came faintly.
Listen carefully, yes! It is indeed the footsteps of thousands of troops! Strong and fierce, as if the power has increased several times!
A large number of reinforcements have arrived again! The hundreds of monsters that were previously dispersed in the wild forest have been summoned back again!
This time, it's not the beast king, but the human woman holding the red silk strings of the guqin!
Countless warcraft legions rushed over and pounced on the steps of the altar. The smoke and dust that swept up drowned all the twisted, bloody and crazy faces under the white robes...
"What! You... actually have the ability to break this elder's beast-repelling curse! This... this is absolutely impossible! You... you don't even belong to the Warcraft clan at all, so how could you..."
On the steps, the elder holding a long jade staff let out a hysterical roar again.
Recalling the Warcraft Legion in the ancient forest with the sound of the piano is something that even a strong man like him, who has been practicing for a long time, has never heard of!
What's even worse is that this time, the spiritual cohesion of the monsters summoned by the sound of the piano is obviously far better than that of the previous Beast King's horn!
After all, as the Great Elder of the Temple said, the King of Beasts in front of him, in terms of absolute talent and strength, is far inferior to the Evil Pluto King who is supposed to be in charge of the Warcraft clan!
"Madam, you really succeeded! It's really eye-opening for my husband!"
Ao Junxie saw that the members of the Temple of Light were once again surrounded and attacked by the Warcraft Legion, with excitement and pride on his face, and he shouted loudly.
"Qingkuang, you...how did you do it?!"
This time, even Ming Qianhe, who had always been calm and cautious, couldn't help but widen his eyes with joy and asked curiously.
Qing Kuang kept moving his fingers calmly and calmly, a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said calmly:
"This is all thanks to the founder of the art of controlling beasts in the prehistoric fantasy world, the strongest among the monsters, the Evil Pluto! [