The terrifying piano sound roared in the space, without any melodic beauty, like a group of demons dancing wildly, making many people with low cultivation levels turn pale as paper, unable to withstand the spiritual power contained in the piano music.
This is a magic song called Soul Burial.
Shi Yao rarely plays this magic song, because it is too lethal and will cause considerable damage to himself. His emotions will fall into the magic song, and he will become violent and murderous, ignoring life and death, which has nothing to do with demon cultivation.
the difference.
But at this moment, Shi Yao played Burial of Souls.
He's going on a killing spree.
He will kill anyone who touches his junior brother.
At this moment, Shi Yao's eyes were as dark as ink, without the slightest emotion. His long ink-colored hair was flying in the wind, his fingers were beating rapidly on the strings, and a black magic sword came out of the void to kill.
The demonic will is overwhelming and destroys everything.
Many people have a terrifying phantom of the devil appearing in their minds. The figure is extremely majestic and majestic. Just one look in his eyes can make people want to worship him and make them want to kneel down and prostrate themselves.
In group battles, spiritual attacks are more lethal than spiritual attacks, especially the magic song that can shock people's hearts. Once played, it is enough to wipe out the souls of many people.
"Ah..." screams came out one after another. Many strong men from the Xuanwu Divine Sect held their heads with their hands, looking extremely painful. They felt that their heads were about to explode. The phantom of the demon was crazily oppressing their will. This feeling was worse than death.
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At the same time, a magic sword passed through the space. Where it passed, many strong men of the Xuanwu Divine Sect were killed. They were being attacked by the magic song and were unable to resist the magic sword.
In just a few seconds, dozens of people died under the sound of Shiyao's piano.
In the face of absolute power, numbers are meaningless.
Xiao Muyang was shocked when he saw this scene. This was the first time he saw Senior Brother Shi take action. It was much more powerful than he imagined. I am afraid that even people like Uncle Wang and Qi Shan would not gain much benefit from Senior Brother Shi.
The Dao Sect members were trembling in their hearts. It was only at this moment that they realized that they had seriously underestimated Shi Yao's strength.
As for the others, they were also extremely shocked. The Xuanwu Shen Sect was a dominant force, but it failed to suppress the two top forces. Instead, many people were killed. This was a result they did not expect.
Seeing the powerful men of the Xuanwu Shen Sect being killed one after another, Xing Ling couldn't help but turn pale. The situation far exceeded his expectations and became out of control.
At this moment, there was a rapid sound of breaking through the air in the distance, causing many people to turn their eyes at the same time, and saw many figures coming through the air, led by a young man in white, with an outstanding temperament and unparalleled elegance.
"Sikong Liang is here!" Many people's eyes flashed sharply at the same time. Sikong Liang is the true leader of the Xuanwu Divine Sect. Now that he has arrived with a large army, the situation will definitely be reversed.
Sikong Liang's eyes penetrated the space and looked forward. When he saw Shi Yao in the storm of piano sounds, a murderous intent suddenly flashed in his eyes. His feet speeded up a lot and he shot forward.
Seeing Sikong Liang's arrival, Xiao Muyang's expression suddenly condensed, and then he was shocked to find that Sikong Liang's cultivation had already reached the half-step to the Supreme level, and he was even more powerful than the last time he saw him.
In just a few blinks of an eye, Sikong Liang arrived on the square. Xing Ling and others looked at Sikong Liang at the same time and shouted: "Senior Brother Sikong."
However, Sikong Liang didn't even look at them and went straight to where Shi Yao was.
He raised his hand and pointed a finger, and a golden lightsaber penetrated the space, like a ray of light, into the storm of musical sounds. The terrifying sword intent burst out, tearing apart the storm bit by bit, making a harsh sound.
The mind also dissipates formlessly.
"This..." Countless people's expressions changed with shock, and they all looked at Sikong Liang with wonder. Who is this evil person?
Shi Yao raised his head. At this moment, his eyes met with Sikong Liang's in the air, and both of them had peerless sharpness in their eyes.
Sikong Liang's eyes swept across the void, and then he spotted Xiao Muyang, and his expression suddenly became extremely cold. This person was actually here.
What is the relationship between them?
"Senior brother, this person's name is Sikong Liang. He is a direct disciple of the master of the Xuanwu Shen Sect. His talent is very powerful." Xiao Muyang said to Shi Yao.
Shi Yao's eyes showed a strange light. Is the sect master a direct disciple?
No wonder he can break through his attack easily.
At this moment, countless figures came to the square. In addition to the large troops of the Xuanwu Shen Sect, there were also some forces directly under the Xuanwu Shen Sect, which were equivalent to the city lord's palace and the royal palace under the Da Qi Dynasty.
Almost all the people from the Xuanwu Shen Sect who entered the Xu Realm are here.
"Things are getting serious." Many people secretly thought in their hearts. At this moment, the Xuanwu Shen Sect's power far exceeded the two forces of the Da Qi Dynasty, and they could easily besieged and killed without any possibility of competing.
Sikong Liang lowered his head and looked at the figures lying below, his expressions looking extremely gloomy. It takes a lot of resources to cultivate a strong man. If so many died at once, the loss would be huge.
"Who asked you to do it?" A cold voice came from above, and Sikong Liang stared at Xing Ling with a hint of anger.
Seeing the anger in Sikong Liang's eyes, Xing Ling turned a little pale, then lowered his head, not daring to reply.
Although they are all core disciples, Sikong Liang is the direct disciple of the sect master, and his status is far above Xing Ling. In front of Sikong Liang, Xing Ling would not even dare to speak loudly, let alone do something wrong at this moment.
"After you go back, you will explain yourself to the sect master." Sikong Liang said coldly. Although he was very unhappy with Xing Ling, Xing Ling was a core disciple and it was not his turn to punish him.
"Yes." Xing Ling's voice was trembling. He knew that he had made a big mistake this time and there was no way he could escape punishment.
Sikong Liang looked at Xiao Muyang again, his expression became extremely cold, and he said: "The accounts from last time should be settled today."
After saying this, countless people looked frozen.
Last account?
To whom did Sikong Liang say this?
"I will stay with you until the end." Xiao Muyang replied proudly, looking directly at Sikong Liang without fear.
In an instant, people looked at Xiao Muyang with shocked eyes, it turned out to be him.
This guy not only has a grudge against Xing Ling, but also against Sikong Liang?
Really courageous.
It's a pity that I can't escape death today.
"Have you figured out how to die?" Sikong Liang spoke again, his calm tone filled with force, like someone in a superior position.
"Stop talking nonsense, let's fight if we want. I want to see if you can kill me!" Xiao Muyang spoke domineeringly, holding the Feihong Spear tightly in his palm, the spiritual energy in his body surged crazily, and he was always ready to activate the Heavenly Burning Technique.
Although this place is very unsuitable for using the Heavenly Burning Technique, the matter has come to this, and he has no way out. He can only fight to the end!