Tian Yan 49

The sprite king no longer hesitated, bumped into the Tianwen formation, Yu Yaofeng didn't even look at him, and plucked the strings with his eyes down, the world swayed, the long wind rose from the piano, and then accompanied by the sweeping sound of the strings. To the sprite king, tear off a layer of flesh from his body!

He screamed in pain and was forced to take a few steps back. He stopped and bumped into him again. The gold powder was scattered along with the black energy on his body.Yu Yaofeng fingered the clang of the zither, gradually aroused, shaking in the heart like a drum, the strong wind roared outside the formation, surrounded the demon king with thousands of knives, bringing out a thick black like a large mud, and then in the strong wind Crumble in.

An inconspicuous crack appeared in the formation, and Yu Yaofeng's fingertips oozed blood, hooked on the piano, dripping, followed by a very tight press, and the formation was revealed, like a command of ten thousand arrows All together, the wind tearing open the gaps in the dark clouds in the sky with the color of blood!The wind brought by the whistling spiritual power blew the jade shaking the wind right sleeve, he swiped heavily on the piano, and the translucent voice formed a transparent half-arc from under his fingers, like a half-moon knife embedded in the body of the monster king, white light Since the wound quickly snaked around his body, he uttered a scream, scratching outside the formation, making harsh noises, his body was quickly melted by the white light, and scattered in the sky and the earth.

Yu Yaofeng's face was pale, but he raised his eyes and shouted: "Go!"

Xie Qianqiu turned around and ran away, Tianwen's formation was finally knocked open by a sprite, and he squeezed in through it!

The golden light in the formation fell on him like rolling thunder, and he dissipated even faster, chasing the fleeing figure in red like a mad dog on all fours.The heavy piano sound entangled his limbs, he struggled desperately, then shrank more than half, almost invisible, the giant palm of the punishment hall master fell off the hood, he retracted into the ground and slid, plunged into the true and pure sun In the real fire, it sprang out while creaking, and disappeared rapidly while crazily shortening the distance from the red clothes.

Only one step away, the sword light flooded the black air like a galaxy rewinding, but there was still a gleam of light penetrating the galaxy, and it almost lost its strength when it hit Xie Qianqiu's vest. The remaining dust was also scattered in the formation.

Shen Dong grabbed Xie Qianqiu: "Are you all right?!"

Xie Qianqiu closed his eyes, his face turned pale, and he moved his lips: "...it's okay."

"Is it crazy?" Shen Dong asked with lingering fear.

The sprite king chased so desperately, everyone acted subconsciously, Shen Dong was holding Xie Qianqiu's wrist, and the cold sweat from his back was startled through his clothes.

Xie Qianqiu withdrew his hand and walked to Yu Yaofeng's side: "Are you okay?"

Yu Yaofeng was completely overdrawn, and the hand that was pressing on the strings was trembling. Xie Qianqiu stretched out his hand to him. Yu Yaofeng just reached out to touch his palm, and as soon as his fingertips touched his palm, a cold air rushed over. Into the fingertip wound.

Yu Yaofeng withdrew his hand like an electric shock, and suddenly looked up at Xie Qianqiu's face: "You—"

There was a sudden pain in his chest.

Yu Yaofeng moved his gaze down silently, and saw Xie Qianqiu's palm piercing his heart.

"You brothers, one is the spirit fetus, and the other is the spirit flower," Xie Qianqiu whispered in his ear, exerting force with his hands, vowing to tear out a heart, "Jiuzhongshan is just a treasure that doesn't matter if you don't need it." , don’t watch carefully, but let you run around?”

"You...are...who?" Yu Yaofeng said with difficulty as he clutched his wrist, with a mouthful of blood pouring out.

There was a sudden change, everyone was stunned there, "Xie Qianqiu" smiled, before waiting for an answer, his eyebrows twitched suddenly, he withdrew his hand abruptly, and retreated lightly for a while.

A sword came to the west and landed between him and Yu Yaofeng. Li Shuyan's eyes were full of evil, and he stabbed at "Xie Qianqiu".

Yu Yao fainted as soon as the limelight fell, Shuang Jiang stepped forward to support him, Shen Dong said shyly: "Master, this..."

"Luo Sheng." Li Shuyan pointed at the figure in red not far away, Senhan said, "Get out."

"What if I refuse?" Luo Sheng asked.

Hall Master Xing said in shock: "Sword Master, what did you say?"

"He is Luo Sheng, the mourner 300 years ago. He didn't die completely. He crawled out from the world of Yin and Yang and wanted to take revenge on your Heavenly Wen faction. Fang Xiang did all the things related to the furnace because of him," Li said. Shu Yan stared at Luo Sheng coldly, "He doesn't have a body, so he can only possess a body, and Lu Ding is the best object for him to possess."

"Smart." Luo Sheng praised, "Then how about we make a deal? I don't live long, I just want to come back and destroy Tianwen. Let me use this body. As long as you don't interfere with Tianwen's affairs, after the matter is completed , How about I return this person to you after finishing the book?"

Hall Master Xing became angry: "Zizi is rampant!"

"I'm crazy? Don't you believe that I can destroy Tianwen?" Luo Sheng opened his arms and sarcastically said, "Do you really think that Tianwen is invincible?"

The disciples of various sects hiding far away suddenly picked up the butcher knife and swung it at the people around them!The screams and blood were astonishing, and Luo Sheng laughed flamboyantly: "The Heroes Association? Guess, how many demon cultivators are there among these people?"

The crowd panicked, Hall Master Xing swung his palm down, and chains formed from the formation, binding all the hidden demons to the ground.However, it was too late, and several people died.

Luo Sheng opened his arms, his face contorted: "I want you to die!"

Following this almost hysterical roar, several powerful auras rose up, and outside the Tianwen formation, a large number of figures appeared at some point.

They are all magic cultivators from Zhongzhou.

With hatred and madness, Luo Sheng crawled back to the mortal world from the inhumanity between Yin and Yang, tossed and turned in Lu Ding's body, and contacted all the fellows who could be contacted.They are hiding in the dark, sharpening their minions all the time, connecting together through the most straightforward interests, waiting for an opportunity.

The chance to smash the bones of heaven.

The ugly, weird smile cut people's eardrums roughly, the master of the punishment hall was outside the formation, and was caught off guard by a black cloud. Inside the cloud, the old crow screamed, and a thin shadow condensed on the black cloud. Like a big crow.The golden light tore through the black cloud, and Hall Master Xing rushed out of it, looked at him, and squeezed out words between his teeth: "Yao Lao."

His gaze swept to the location of Ling Qi's aura, "Blood Demon, Soul Eater, Yan Luo..."

These are the existences of shock and prestige on the Demonic Dao, and the forces behind them have grown their roots in time, and they are the huge shadow of Zhongzhou.

300 years ago, Zhongzhou was turned upside down by the mourners; 300 years later, Luo Sheng, who was alive, brought a shadow to destroy Tianwen.

The hatred burned in the embers lasted for 300 years.

The Master of the Criminal Hall said with a livid face, "Okay, okay, you are fine."

"If you ask the head of the world today, all the old guys above the head died 300 years ago," Luo Sheng said with a smile, "How long can you three halls last? The two of them were caught by the juniors of the group of heroes, right? What's more, Ling Chen—"

A clear sound sounded in everyone's ears, and the undrawn swords of the righteous and evil sword cultivators trembled in their sheaths, making a submissive buzzing sound, in harmony with the clear sound.

Yan Luo pressed the sword back into its sheath and looked over with a gloomy expression.

Li Shuyan stretched his arms slightly, and his left and right hands respectively held a sword that gradually condensed from transparent to solid.The sword in the left hand is as white as jade, and the sword in the right hand is as clear as light.

He raised his eyes and said, "Have you finished?"

The wind blows away his silver-white forehead hair, revealing a pair of bright eyes.

He said lightly: "Can you fight?"

The author has something to say: This chapter is a bit short, but I really think it's just right to stop here...