Mr. Qin lowered his head and played the piano, playing faster and faster.
The entire battlefield seemed to be shrouded in an invisible sonic storm. Countless figures in white appeared in the minds of the strong men of the Demon Cloud Legion. They saw the sound of the piano turning into sharp swords, ignoring the space and attacking them.
Come.
Suddenly, Mr. Qin glanced down into the sky. Without any pause, his fingers directly crossed the strings, and the sonorous notes penetrated the void and affected the entire battlefield.
The Demon Cloud Legion only felt that their souls had been slashed by countless sharp swords and penetrated their bodies, as if they had an illusion that they were buried in the desert outside the Great Wall, with solitary graves facing the dusk.
Mr. Qin's hand left the strings, and the sound of the piano suddenly stopped. He put it down again, and then came the melodious music, which was the nostalgia of long rivers and yellow autumn grass. Everyone was brought back to reality, and their bodies trembled. Just now they felt like they were
Walking on the border of death.
From death to life, their minds suddenly became heavy. All the demonic cloud soldiers in existence had all their murderous intentions eliminated. It was as if their fear of death was magnified countless times in an instant. A leaf of duckweed returned to the sea. At this moment, they had
A strong sense of homeland.
Pedestrians are filled with endless thoughts of the autumn breeze, and the green mountains across the water feel like their hometown.
Without the desire to kill, the feeling of returning home surged. The soldiers of Moyun seemed like people who lost their boats in the sea of raging waves. They struggled in the sea and would eventually be swallowed by the waves.
Looking at the panic-stricken and scattered legions, all the sunset soldiers gathered together, like a giant dragon on the earth, roaring past in the rainbow-like momentum.
Ten miles, a hundred miles, a thousand miles, ten thousand miles!!
Under the witness of the high-level people, accompanied by low roars, Sunset's soldiers were already chasing the enemy thousands of miles away as they galloped. The rising fighting spirit revealed their indomitable momentum in the reverberating sounds of fighting.
The army was defeated like a mountain, and the Moyun Empire was defeated. They abandoned their helmets and armor and scattered like birds and beasts.
"Buzz, buzz, buzz..." At this sudden moment, in the sky in the direction of the magic cloud, phantoms descended from the void and appeared in different directions in front of Mr. Qin. The aura of each person was very strong.
They are all powerful people in the quasi-blood infant realm. When their auras bloomed, a raging storm enveloped Mr. Qin.
Several pairs of blood-stained golden armors were thrown down, calming down the Sunset soldiers who were rushing to kill them. They stared at the figures in the void with red eyes.
"Master Qin is so majestic. If one man can kill thousands of our country's troops, doesn't he expect me to have no one in the demon cloud?"
A sound rolled out and poured into Mr. Qin's body along with the murderous intent.
Mr. Qin's eyes were as calm as dawn, as deep and mysterious as the night sky.
He plucked the strings, and the sound of flowing spring water filled the air, gradually turning into the meaning of Nine Netherworlds. An invisible wave ran through the other person's body, as cold as falling into an ice cellar.
"Qingfeng, I leave it to you, don't let me down." The man's eyes were indifferent, and at the same time he dissolved the Tao Yun in his body, he waved his hand, and the figures dispersed one after another, leaving only two people in the void.
Opposite Mr. Qin was a handsome man wearing a blue robe. His eyes were piercing and he held his flute with both hands. The terrifying sound waves penetrated his eardrums.
Seeing this man's appearance, the expressions of many people on the battlefield changed.
The thirteenth on the Cangzhou Young Dragon Ranking is Gu Qingfeng.
There are too many legends about him, and he has attracted much attention since he was born, just because his surname is Gu, the surname of the Moyun Empire royal family, and his talent is unparalleled, and his terrifying strength suppresses the younger generation of the Moyun Empire.
, couldn’t lift his head.
"I have admired Mr. Qin for a long time, and I came here today to learn from you." Gu Qingfeng put down his flute and said with a smile. He looked relaxed, as if he was not under much pressure.
Mr. Qin was silent, and the sound of the piano sounded, with a chilling tone. Gu Qingfeng's eyes flashed sharply, he played the flute, and his green robes moved with the wind.
In an instant, all the powerful men felt two terrifying tones appearing at the same time, colliding in the void.
This collision is invisible, causing the surrounding elements to directly shatter into nothingness.
"Master Qin can no longer gain the advantage." Many strong men came here in the vast area below the void to pay attention to this battle. Their eyes were so vicious that they could detect subtle changes at a glance.
The music of the piano remained the same, Master Qin swept the strings with his ten fingers, and in an instant, the powerful soul power gathered on his body swept into the void, and a crane roared extremely loudly, turning into a sonic attack that vibrated in Gu Qingfeng's eardrums.
This is exactly the music of Heming Jiugao. Played in an unstructured manner, the sound storm reaches its peak.
Gu Qingfeng raised his head and glanced up, with a faint smile in his eyes. He raised the long flute slightly to his chest, and the strange sound of the flute rippled in the wind, as if a demon body came from the dark area, stepping on the dead bones, and suddenly moved forward.
bye.
The first worship of the devil, the sky has no eyes, the sun and the moon have no light.
After bowing, the sun dimmed, and heavy black rain began to fall from the sky. All living beings were whimpering, and even the will of the great road was pulled away. The high-pitched cranes suddenly disappeared, and Mr. Qin gave a muffled cry and spit out a mouthful of bright red blood.
Jiuyou Funeral Song, Gu Qingfeng's famous magical power, according to rumors, no one can withstand the three worships of the devil.
The sharp sound of the devil's roar came out, and Gu Qingfeng moved with his flute. At this moment, the endless killing air swept from all directions of the sunset battlefield, and a large number of soldiers were strangled to death by the invisible killing music.
Under the influence of the Nine Nether Demonic Sounds, wisps of demonic intent emerged from Gu Qingfeng's body, and the demonic light in his eyes grew stronger and stronger, as if he had become that demonic body.
Suddenly, he bowed for the second time in that direction.
The second worship of the devil will bring immeasurable calamity and the death of all living beings.
"boom!"
Gu Qingfeng's pupils bloomed with terrifying light, and his overwhelming will burst out of the embankment like a savage beast, rushing straight into the opponent's mind.
Mr. Qin's expression was solemn, the tragedy of the calamity, the compassion in the massacre, the struggle before death... Countless terrible wills rolled violently in his sea of consciousness like an angry sea. First, his eyes shed tears, and then turned into seven holes.
bleed.
"Master!" Seeing Mr. Qin's miserable appearance, Lin Zixuan knelt on the ground, smashed the blood stains with his fists, and roared in pain. At this moment, he hated his own powerlessness, just like on the battlefield.
"Boom!" Gu Qingfeng stepped into the void, and an even more terrifying will rushed out. The sunset strongman on the ground was instantly defeated by his will to fight, and struggled crazily, as if they were nothing more than being swept away by this catastrophe.
It's a swarm of ants.
The killing force of the music rolled forward, Mr. Qin gave up playing the music, and stepped forward, as if he were an immortal. He pinched the sword in his hand, and the swords turned into countless rays of light, killing and colliding with them.
However, another piece of illusion appeared in the void, the sky was soaked in blood, the mad demon continued to roar, Gu Qingfeng transformed into a demon king, and continued to step out.
"It's going to be destroyed." All the powerful people in Moyun Empire retreated. The space was about to explode, as if it had reached a critical point.
Lin Zixuan was pulled back into the fortress by Sunset soldiers. He was roaring, and so were all the soldiers. Their hearts were trembling. The man in green robe was too terrifying. He was marching with the general trend. No one could stop him, and whoever came would die.
A faint flute sound came out, and with a roar, the world seemed to turn into silence at this moment, even the offensive was no exception, the terrifying killing music penetrated the body of Mr. Qin.
Thousands of sounds of killing penetrated through, and Mr. Qin let out a muffled roar, and another stream of blood spilled out of his mouth. At this moment, he felt like he was on the verge of death. This feeling was caused by the magic of music.
He smiled, looking at the arrogance and contempt of that figure, he felt relieved.
He closed his eyes weakly, and in his dream, Linjiang Xian played by the old musician sounded in his ears again.
"Thousands of miles away from Xiaoxiang to Lanpu, Lanzhou used to be there in the past, the moon is high and the wind is sure to dew Huaqing."
The melodious sound of the piano illuminated the present world, creating a picture among the crowd. Above the river, with the bright moon hanging high in the sky, an old man was rowing into the depths of the mist.
"boom."
This sudden strange sight made Gu Qingfeng hesitate in his steps. His eyes shot out, as if there was a sense of greatness flowing from the white-clothed figure who fell to the ground.
He did not interfere, he had his own pride, and he wanted to finish listening to this song, this fairy song that had never been heard before on earth and came from heaven.
"It won't move in the microwave, but it won't move in the cold."
At this moment, the sound of the piano once again brought the crowd into an ethereal realm. Above the river, there was no microwave, the stars in the sky were reflected on the cold water, and the lonely boat gradually moved away.
Mr. Qin's body slowly floated up and floated towards the void. His body's fairy light shone, and his heavenly soul continued to grow, just like a true immortal coming to the world.
"Leaning alone on the dangerous fence, my love is quiet, and I can hear my concubine's quiet voice in the distance."
A clear and mournful sound came from the distance, telling the eternal love. This music seemed to have a very strong penetrating power. When it enveloped the vast battlefield, the strong men of the Demon Cloud Empire suddenly felt alert. They felt a A strong sense of uneasiness.
"Could it be possible that he can resurrect?" The middle-aged man in Moyun looked solemn and signaled to Gu Qingfeng to take action as soon as possible to avoid trouble.
Gu Qingfeng's heart was palpitating. He played the long flute, and the demonic sound was rolling. Every flute sound evoked the power of the great road. The power was unparalleled. Around his body, many monsters appeared, including Ya Cane, Chi Kiss, and Bi Fan. , surrounded by earthworms, etc.
The reason why he didn't use the third prayer of the devil was because the Jiuyou Funeral Song he practiced was only a fragment, and it consumed a lot of money and he couldn't even perform the first two prayers.
"The new sound contains all the sentiments of the past and the present. When the song ends, no one can see it. There are many green peaks on the river."
With the last sound of the piano, Mr. Qin's figure disappeared into the void. Gu Qingfeng's head shook violently, and his expression suddenly changed.
He is here, but he seems not to be there.
Gu Qingfeng's fingers moved rapidly, the magic sound played, and the demonic will appeared in the sky and the earth. Many big demons surrounded him and came out to kill fiercely in the direction of the void.
Vaguely, everyone seemed to see a clear spring flowing out of the sky, and in an instant it turned into a surging river. Above the river, there were green peaks standing tall, like mountains.
"Dang..." The strings of the piano fluctuated, and the wind and clouds in the world were changing. The meaning of the Dao resonated, and the domineering notes directly impacted the shadows of many great demons, causing cracks in them and then being crushed by the Dao patterns.
Mr. Qin sat high on the green peak, blending into the sky. Endless domineering notes rushed into Gu Qingfeng's mind. The domineering sound seemed to make him lose his will and make him worship him.
When he saw Mr. Qin again, he seemed to see a true immortal from another world.
Gu Qingfeng's face changed in shock. He played the long flute crazily, and the magic sound lingered around him. Waves of strange magic sound radiance erupted on his body, rushing into his mind, and at the same time, he rushed into the sacred music.
"Bang." There was a loud noise, and Gu Qingfeng's body suddenly retreated, as if he was blown away. A dazzling magic light was released from his eyes. He did not expect that Gu Qingfeng would also make a fatal mistake.
As the sound of the piano rose, an astonishing aura erupted from Mr. Qin's body, his black hair flying like a sharp sword, and his long robes moved with the wind.
The sound of the piano turned into a storm and strangled towards Gu Qingfeng.
The middle-aged man looked cold. He drew his palm into the void. In an instant, a straight line cut forward, extinguishing the sound of the piano.
"Friendship discussion, let's stop here."
Mr. Qin seemed not to have heard anything and just played. The music continued to rise high, trying to reach the sky. The terrifying music crazily penetrated directly through the layers of armor and rushed into the mind of the middle-aged man.
His body stopped instantly, he vomited blood with a muffled cry, and his face turned pale.
At the same time, the powerful men around him moved, and countless fist shadows shot out of the air. So fast, so fast that they were just phantoms. In just an instant, thousands of fist shadows appeared in front of them, crushing everything.
The strings beat freely, ignoring everything around them. The high-pitched sound vibrated between the heaven and the earth. The terrifying sound wave power enveloped the entire space, and no one could escape from its range.
Mr. Qin took a step forward, and a dazzling light burst out from his body.
Then, there were two, three, and countless rays of light. The bright and boundless light was shining, dazzling, and hurting everyone's eyes.
The infinite spiritual energy between heaven and earth gathered crazily on Mr. Qin's head, and his aura surged upwards. Under the shock of everyone, he stepped into the blood infant realm in one step.