The two horn-like peaks, towering into the clouds and indestructible, have been completely burned to black at this moment; countless criss-crossing cracks have spread out in the originally solid mountain body.
The faint blue flames, swayed by the white flame core, continued to spread outward, surging.
Climbing to the top of the mountain, it overflowed into the canyon; it seemed as if it was going to burn the two peaks on the left and right and swallow them completely!
Even part of the area in front of the entrance to the canyon has been engulfed in flames.
Rocks melted, trees turned to ash, and flowers withered.
The land with a radius of a hundred meters became dry and emitted a steaming heat wave!
call out...
At this moment, a figure suddenly sprang out of the mountain forest. At the entrance of the mountain stream, it stopped suddenly, as if frightened by the flames in front of it.
But in just a moment, he stepped out and plunged directly into the rolling flames, disappearing into the turbulent sea of blue flames like a moth to a flame!
After a while, the sound of breaking through the air came again.
Another figure rushed out of the mountain forest, and also stopped suddenly at the entrance, looking at the burning tearful eyes, frowning slightly.
"Ghost Phosphorus Dark Fire?"
The person who came murmured, but did not step directly into the flames. Instead, he waved his right hand, the sword behind him suddenly unsheathed, and he slashed out with one sword.
With a bang, the flames in the canyon suddenly split on both sides, making way for a path.
It's just that this mountain road is full of thorns, and there is a pile of burned black rocks in front of it.
"It seems that someone deliberately set a trap here to prevent outsiders from entering."
The visitor gently stroked his beard with his left hand, smiled faintly, trembled slightly with his right hand, and threw out the sword. Then he stepped on the sword and flew directly in while holding the sword.
...
In front of the Demon Suppression Tower, the laughter, which was not exactly loud, slowly dispersed.
The originally closed tower door opened at some point, and a slightly embarrassed figure stepped out, with unkempt hair and ragged clothes.
He carried a huge demon head over half a meter long on his left shoulder, and held a piece of green flesh in his right hand. He was chewing on the piece of meat while looking at everyone with an indifferent expression!
"Gong...Gongsun Hongyu!"
Seeing the coming person, the imperial warriors who had just escaped from the control of faith subconsciously turned around and looked back, their expressions slightly changed.
Even Nangong Qian, who was standing in front of the cobblestone path, couldn't help but shrink his pupils and suddenly tightened his grip on the azure green jade flute.
The man who walked out of the Demon Suppression Tower was none other than Gongsun Hongyu!
However, although Gongsun Hongyu still looked a little embarrassed at this moment, he still had no injuries on his body. Not only was his face rosy, but his breath was full.
It seems that it is several times stronger than before entering the Demon Suppression Tower!
"What you are holding in your hand is the legendary Qingwei Xiao, right?"
Gongsun Hongyu finished the piece of meat in his hands in two bites, wiping the green blood from the corner of his mouth while walking out of the formation like a leisurely stroll.
Seeing this scene, more than a dozen imperial warriors felt inexplicably flustered, with fear and fear on their faces. They all retreated to both sides and gave way to a path.
"It is said that this flute is the natal magic weapon of Nangong Yun, the ancestor of music cultivators. It belongs to the level of spiritual treasures and is extremely powerful. I didn't expect that I was lucky enough to see it today. It really deserves its reputation."
Gongsun Hongyu didn't even look at the imperial warriors, so he walked over, walked down the steps, walked up the cobblestone path, faced Nangong Qian face to face, and said with a smile: "I looked down on you earlier."
"Although I know that you, the Nanhua royal family, originate from the Shenyin Kingdom and are the descendants of Nangong Yun, I never thought that after nearly ten thousand years, there are still some of you who have cultivated the music path and can activate it. A magical weapon like Qingwei Xiao!"
"There are still many things you don't know."
Nangong Gan replied coldly, his slightly narrowed eyes were already red with murderous intent, and he said: "I didn't expect that you would be the one to come out alive from the Demon Suppression Tower in the end. God is really blind."
"However, this is good, it does give me the opportunity to kill the enemy with my own hands!"
As soon as these words came out, Gongsun Hongyu couldn't help but be stunned, and then he smiled and said: "Kill the enemy with your hands? Are you going to kill me?"
"Ximen Yangping is dead."
Nangong Qian said coldly: "You did it!"
"oh..."
Gongsun Hongyu nodded and said with a grin: "So, you want to avenge him?"
"yes!"
"Just because of the green-tailed flute in your hand?"
"good!"
"Then you are overestimating yourself, right?"
"Yeah?"
Nangong Qian smiled coldly, stopped talking nonsense, raised his right arm that he had just put down again, and then passed the jade flute to his lips, and the sound of the flute immediately sounded.
Buzzing...
In an instant, the void shook and spiritual energy rolled.
Sound wave ripples containing incomparable vigor spread out immediately, like sharp swords, and shot towards Gongsun Hongyu.
Seeing this scene, Gongsun Hongyu showed no fear on his face. He only shrank his pupils and then returned to normal. He grinned and said, "I don't know how good you are at playing the flute. But your ability to brag is quite impressive." Not bad!”
Before he finished speaking, Gongsun Hongyu pushed his left shoulder, his left arm shook, and he suddenly picked up Xiang Liu's demon head with his left hand and threw it directly in front of him.
Bang bang bang...
In an instant, the sound wave ripples that had just swept in front of Gongsun Hongyu were smashed by the demon head in the air and exploded instantly; they turned into countless aftermath waves, raging on both sides!
"What?"
Seeing this scene, Nangong Qian suddenly stopped, and the sound of playing the jade flute also stopped.
Qingwei Xiao is a low-level spiritual treasure that has been cultivated by ancestor Nangong Yun for thousands of years. The sound waves it releases can severely damage even an Emperor realm warrior.
Although his cultivation is still weak at this time, and Yuxiao also has some problems; the sonic attack he unleashes can still shake the illusion warrior, and even with nine phases of cultivation, it is absolutely difficult to resist.
But at this moment, how could Gongsun Hongyu block it so easily?
"If Nangong Yun is here, that's it. But you, a mere ant in the Beginning Realm, with a broken Xiao, are you worthy of speaking so brazenly in front of me?"
Gongsun Hongyu sneered at this moment, holding the demon head in his left hand, crossing a hundred meters in one step, and came to Nangong Qian in an instant.
Then without any hesitation, he waved the demon's head and slammed it down!
Bang...
Nangong Qian was caught off guard and was knocked hundreds of meters away by a monster head. He hit a towering tree with a loud bang and broke the trunk of the tree.
"His Majesty!"
"Your Majesty Nangong!"
Seeing this scene, the expressions of all the imperial warriors behind changed slightly and they all exclaimed.
"I'm fine...Pfft..."
Nangong Qian subconsciously wanted to wave his hand, but before he could finish his words, he bowed and vomited blood on the spot.
Although the Xiangliu Demon Head was just a clone formed by Xiangliu devouring countless big monsters in the Demon Suppression Tower, and was not the original body, its strength still shocked his internal organs!
"With your skills as a three-legged cat, you want to kill me? Are you worthy of killing me? Are you able to kill me?"
Gongsun Hongyu sneered three times in a row at this moment, and then stepped out again, directly across a hundred meters, and came to Nangong Qian in an instant: "I really shame you!"
Before he finished speaking, he waved his left arm again, shook the demon's head, and suddenly smashed it out.
"Notes, rhythm!"
Nangong Qian's complexion changed slightly, his right hand holding the Qingweixiao suddenly raised it above his head and shouted loudly.
Buzz...
A majestic spiritual energy suddenly gushes out from his body and pours into the green-tailed flute instantly, causing the jade flute to glow with green light. Note inscriptions emerge one after another, forming a barrier.
Whoosh!
The next moment, the demon head whipped out and slammed onto the barrier.
boom...
There was a deafening blast that resounded throughout the valley.
Those musical notes suddenly glowed brightly at this moment, as if they had come to life. They turned into little elves, jumping quickly, flying up and down, constantly resisting the falling demon heads and neutralizing the impact.
"Three-legged cat's cultivation is enough to kill you!"
Nangong Qian took advantage of this opportunity, shouted ferociously, and suddenly raised his drooping left hand. When the sharp light appeared, a sharp sword quickly appeared and stabbed out.
Whoa...
Poof!
Yin Hong suddenly appeared, and the sharp sword was almost close to the demon's head, and it penetrated directly into Gongsun Hongyu's chest, penetrating three-thirds of the flesh.
"court death!"
Gongsun Hongyu didn't expect Nangong Qian to be able to block the demon head at all, nor did he expect that Nangong Qian still had a backup plan. He was stabbed unexpectedly and became furious. He suddenly bent his left elbow and clamped the sword in an instant. , but his right hand suddenly formed into a fist and punched out.
Bang...
The shining fist hit Nangong Qian's chest in an instant; his chest was dented and his ribs were broken. His whole body flew backwards like a broken paper kite. It directly broke several tree trunks with a rumble before falling to the ground. .
Click...
Gongsun Hongyu pulled out the sharp sword from his chest and crushed it with his bare hands. He looked at Nangong Qian who had fallen to the ground with a sinister look on his face and said coldly: "How dare you hurt me, someone who doesn't know how to live or die?"
"Forehead..."
Nangong Qian was lying on the ground at the moment, and the green-tailed flute he held tightly in his right hand had become dull and stained with blood.
He opened and closed his mouth, trying to say something, but large amounts of blood kept flowing out of his mouth, drowning his voice; his chest collapsed half an inch deep, and his ribs were exposed one by one. It looks forested and ferocious.
The red blood kept pouring out, dyeing the chest and the ground red.
But Nangong Jin still held the Qingweixiao tightly and kept squirming; she wanted to stand up and continue fighting.
However, after trying several times, they all ended in failure!
In the path of martial arts, there is a huge difference between each level.
Gongsun Hongyu is a genuine illusion warrior, two realms higher than Nangong Qian; the gap between the two is equivalent to one in the sky and the other in the earth.
Even if Nangong Qian holds the spiritual treasure Qingwei Xiao, he is no match for Gongsun Hongyu.
And this is because Gongsun Hongyu did not kill directly; otherwise, Nangong Qian would not be seriously injured at this moment!
"With your little ability, you still want to avenge Ximen Yangping? You simply don't know how high the sky is!"
Gongsun Hongyu stopped in front of Nangong Qian, stared at Nangong Qian with a sinister expression, and said coldly: "If it weren't for your stupid life, you would be of some use to me; just based on your behavior just now, you would have died a hundred times earlier. Already."
At this point, Gongsun Hongyu paused, and seemed to have calmed down the anger in his heart, and then said slowly: "That's all, I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you. I will send you to hell now to reunite with Ximen Yangping!"
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly stretched out his right hand, slightly bent his fingers into claws, and grabbed Nangong Qian through the air.
"In my name, I summon your life, gather your spirit, and gather your blood!"
Buzz...
Before the low chanting sound could end, the void suddenly trembled wildly.
Streams of blood-red sharp light shot out from between Gongsun Hongyu's claws; carrying the terrifying aura that devoured everything in the world, they headed straight for Nangong Qian.
"ah..."
Blood light entered his body, and Nangong Qian, who was lying on the ground, suddenly let out a shrill scream, with a look of horror on his face.
Gongsun Hongyu actually wanted to absorb his soul, absorb his essence and blood, and seize his spiritual energy!
"His Majesty!"
"Your Majesty Nangong!"
Seeing this scene, the imperial warriors who had been frightened and panicked were instantly awakened by the screams, and rushed out in unison, killing from behind.
"roll!"
Gongsun Hongyu suddenly looked back, waved his left arm, and smashed out the half-meter-long huge demon head.
Bang bang bang...
In an instant, the dozens of imperial warriors who had just rushed forward were all hit hard and flew backwards.
"When I absorb his essence, I will take the lives of you ants!"
Gongsun Hongyu smiled disdainfully, then turned back and looked at Nangong Qian again, frowning slightly, and suddenly pulled the five claws of his right arm.
"ah..."
Nangong Qian suddenly screamed, and his body lying on the ground rose slightly, as if he was about to be pulled up by the bloody light.
Lines of blood exuding powerful aura, and traces of lingering soul aura, slowly peeled out of Nangong Qian's body at this moment.
And as the afterimage of the blood line peeled off, Nangong Qian's face, hands and other exposed skin quickly shriveled up at a speed visible to the naked eye!
A strong aura of death surged into Nangong Qian's heart instantly, causing him to lose consciousness and lose his intelligence.
At the critical moment, he suddenly grasped the green-tailed flute, looked up to the sky and roared: "Ancestor, save me!"
Buzz!
As soon as the roar started, the originally dull green-tailed flute suddenly glowed with a deep green light at this moment.
More prosperous than before, greener than before!
At the same time, the blood staining the surface of the jade flute disappeared instantly, and a shadow suddenly appeared.
This is a middle-aged man with mottled hair and black and white hair. However, he has starry eyebrows and sharp eyes, a red face and white teeth, making him look quite young.
He is eight feet tall and has a thin build. His hair is in a bun and he wears a Confucian robe. At first glance, he looks like a scholar, very elegant and personable.
But when I look at it again, it makes me feel frightened and inexplicably panicked!
"Alas... After being dormant for thousands of years, I was finally awakened."
As soon as the man appeared, he was the first to sigh; then he lowered his eyes slightly, looking at the extremely miserable Nangong Qian, and then glanced at Gongsun Hongyu opposite, he couldn't help but frown, and said in surprise: "Buddhist evil skills?"
"You bald donkeys must have stretched your hands too far!"
As soon as he finished speaking, before Gongsun Hongyu could react, the man suddenly raised his hand and waved.
Bang bang bang...
In an instant, all the blood light collapsed, and the aftermath was raging. Gongsun Hongyu was so shocked that he staggered back and vomited blood on the spot.
However, Gongsun Hongyu didn't care. Instead, he suddenly raised his head and looked at the shadowy man in disbelief. He said in shock: "You are...Yinzu..."
"Nangong Yun!"
...
Inside the Demon Suppression Tower, there is an underground world.
The spiritual energy of heaven and earth suddenly became violent, sweeping in all directions and pouring in crazily towards Ye Wushuang, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground.
At the same time, in Ye Wushuang's star gate, next to the suspended golden sword, a small vortex suddenly appeared, constantly swallowing the spiritual energy pouring into the body, and then compressed, released, compressed, and released again.
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Slowly, a golden spherical shadow the size of a thumb emerged and gradually took shape!