Rui Qing's fingers stroked the bright red strings, and the surging killing intent spread through the sound of the piano. And the destructive technique contained in the sound wave followed the ear and attacked Sun Xiang's spiritual platform.

This is a very ingenious technique, because the vast majority of practitioners do not know that it is also possible to make up a technique in the sound of the qin. In fact, it's just a matter of the carrier. The form itself is fiction, and it doesn't have to be carved on the body of the physical sword like the Divine Light Sword, sound waves, images, and even certain concepts can become the carrier of the type.

The sound waves are just invisible, and after understanding the principle, the Heavenly Demon Sound will not be more difficult to defend against than ordinary aura attacks.

But Sun Xiang didn't do this, he let Rui Qing's Heavenly Demon Yin directly enter his spiritual platform, because this kind of fighting method of competing with divine thoughts was Sun Xiang's specialty, and he had no need to defend at all.

If Rui Qing gave an order and beat Sun Xiang with dozens of good people around him, maybe Sun Xiang would be in a hurry. But the guy who eats with Sun Xiang can be regarded as self-defeating.

Rui Qing has eight hundred thoughts in one breath, and there will be no more than twenty pieces of destruction techniques loaded in the sound of the piano. In one breath, Sun Xiang's crushing divine thoughts neutralized all the twenty destruction techniques with the dissolution techniques.

In this process, it only consumed 1,300 thoughts of Sun Xiang.

Rui Qing was at least one thing right, if his divine thought level could crush Sun Xiang, or at least reach half of Sun Xiang's, then at least he could go back and forth a few moves. But 800 to 400,000, the difference is desperately large. Even Sun Xiang still has the strength to protect Zhuo Yao beside him. This girl is just a mortal, and even if a magic sound gets into her head, she will not be immune.

After dissolving all the destruction techniques loaded in the Heavenly Demon Sound, the sound that fell into Sun Xiang's ears turned back to the normal sound of the piano. He frowned, because Rui Qing was not playing music at all, but simply strangling his fingers on the steel strings.

It's tooth-souring, like the sound of chalk slipping across a blackboard. If the Heavenly Demon Sound is really lethal to Sun Xiang, there is no doubt that this noise is the first contribution.

But Sun Xiang didn't get up and leave.

Because the Tao is different, the two are hostile, and today they need to separate life and death. But Rui Qing transcended the position of friend and foe, and took Sun Xiang as a friend very seriously. He spent his life studying to send Sun Xiang on the road.

This is a very classical and noble friendship, which can only be seen in the spring and autumn periods, and is now very rare.

The head of Sun Da can't leave the scene with his sleeves and complain that you play the piano too badly. If you don't understand the customs, you will be reprimanded as burning the piano and boiling the crane.

He patiently resisted the discomfort and listened for a minute. finally put down the shelf and begged for mercy: "Rui Qing, either you still play Guanglingsan, can I lose it?"

Although Sun Xiang opened his mouth to beg for mercy, Rui Qing's face was like white paper at this time, and cold sweat dripped down his sideburns.

He didn't have time to think about why Sun Xiang hadn't lost his cultivation now, but he was afraid of why his Heavenly Demon Voice had no effect on Sun Xiang.

He actually had a private conversation with the city lord Tu Peng. As strong as the City Slaughter Lord, he also had to urge the True Yuan with all his strength and concentrate the aura shield on his head. After the Heavenly Demon Sound penetrated the heavy aura shield, its power gradually weakened.

And Tu Peng took this opportunity to approach at high speed and tore Rui Qing's hand off the Yan Yan Demon Head Qin, which was considered to be half a win. If the time drags on for a long time, Tu Peng will be defeated.

Why did this Sun Xiang sit there as if it was fine?

Could it be that because of his understanding of music and piano skills, he actually has unknown means to fight against the Heavenly Demon Sound?

Rui Qing doesn't believe in evil, he keeps his fingers, but he doesn't lose the game, and he responds to Sun Xiang's ridicule with a little spirit: "Brother Sun is really a master, but he is clumsy." ”

"It seems that today I have to use the power of the magic weapon to look forward to Brother Sun Haihan. ”

Sun Xiang said magnanimously: "It's okay, if you have any ability, just use it." ”

"Good!"

Rui Qing's hands slammed on the surface of the piano, and the seven steel strings broke instantly. But instead of flying apart, the steel strings pierced his hands, twisting around his meridians like twisted veins.

In the end, seven steel strings pierced deeply into his purple mansion, and the ghost head of the piano slowly opened its eyes, and the monstrous purple flame gushed out from the mouth of the ghost head. Rui Qing's whole person seemed to be burning in the purple flames.

"Oh no! Lord Rui is furious!"

The subordinates who had been standing a hundred meters away from the perimeter exclaimed, and then fled like a hornet that had exploded its nest. Rui Qing had unleashed the Flame Demon Header only a handful of times, but each time it brought bloody memories. It's no longer safe to be 100 meters away, and you have to flee as far as possible.

The Heavenly Demon Sound has been blessed by the Magic Qin, and the sound of the Qin is already visible to the naked eye. Countless Gangfeng were centered on the magic qin, and they burst out in all directions.

It was precisely out of thin air that the tornado of swords and swords and shadows was set off, and the entire Rui Mansion suffered. Whether it is tables, chairs, door beams, or tiles, they are scattered all over the sky in the magic sound, crumbling and disintegrating, turning into powder.

The aftermath extended beyond Ruifu, and the ground was torn inch by inch. Some of his subordinates who couldn't escape were unfortunately hit, rolling on the ground with their heads covered and screaming.

Within a radius of several hundred meters, there is no intact place, except for Sun Xiang. He has a few cases here, and there is a girl sleeping next to him.

Master Sun nodded, recognizing Rui Qing's strength. This magic qin is quite compatible with Rui Qing's exercises. With the blessing of the Magic Qin, the number of destruction techniques in each breath of the Heavenly Demon Sound skyrocketed to sixty. It is equivalent to saying that under the premise that Rui Qing's divine thoughts remain unchanged, this magic weapon has tripled his strength.

This is a relatively staggering increase, and in the past, even the magic weapon of natal cultivation was difficult to achieve. No wonder Rui Qing values this piano so much.

However, for Sun Xiang, there is no difference between one breath and twenty and one breath and sixty. It's like the richest man doesn't care if you have 10,000 yuan or 30,000 yuan in your pocket. Because whether it is 10,000 or 30,000, it is change for him.

Moreover, this Yan Yan Demon Shouqin is not without burden, Rui Qing's situation is very bad. Seven steel strings twisted into his heart were sucking his essence and blood, constantly replenishing into the ghost head of the piano. Come to think of it, the power is so huge, how can there be no side effects.

Rui Qing's eyes burst out, and the green tendons on her forehead appeared, without the demeanor of the white-clothed Shengxue in the past. Under the full urging of the Heavenly Demon Sound, Sun Xiang was unharmed, making Rui Qing almost crazy. He had just ignored the taboo and forcibly integrated his mind deeper into the magic harp.

This Yan Yan Demon Shouqin is not a good bird, Sun Xiang can see that Rui Qing can't stop at this time. Moqin has controlled him to become a puppet, and the end of the song is the moment when Rui Qing dies.

Why bother.

Master Sun Da's fingers stroked the paulownia in front of him. It's just an ordinary piano, and there's nothing special about the sound.

But it was only two sounds, and the slaughter brought by the Heavenly Demon Sound in the audience suddenly disintegrated. The ghost head on the magic qin, which was already wide-eyed with anger, was so frightened that he quickly closed his eyes, and the purple flame in his mouth went out. Rui Qing vomited a mouthful of blood, and the seven strings withdrew from his heart and obediently retracted into the magic qin.

Sun Xiang continued to play, this is an ancient song, Rui Qing has never heard of it. He looked miserable, barely bracing himself. He had exhausted his moves before, and at this time, Sun Xiang made a move, and he had to sit down honestly to receive it. It's a matter of etiquette.

Of course, he was already setting off a monstrous wave in his heart at this time. He didn't shout "How is it possible" like a miscellaneous soldier, because he had already realized that Sun Xiang not only did not lose his cultivation. And his cultivation is profound, far beyond his imagination.

This level of divine thought is difficult for even the strongest people in the world to match combined.

Thinking that he was still sending this friend on the road just now, a wry smile appeared on the corner of Rui Qing's mouth.

"What kind of tune is this. He asked with difficulty.

The song that Sun Xiang is playing is gentle and quiet, like an idyllic song. But Rui Qing was familiar with the rhythm after all, and he found that there was a trace of the shadow of the heavenly demon sound in this tune.

"This song is called Flowers. ”

Sun Xiang's heart was also full of thoughts, and he remembered the beauty of Transylvania in June. A tall blonde girl swirls and sings in a meadow beneath a glacier in the Alps is covered with wildflowers.

That day was the only time he played "Flowers" in his life, but he didn't expect Liji to memorize the score and record it in his diary. This piece was later included in the exercises by Lightning and became a fragment.

And in the end, Rui Qing got this fragment. Through his own understanding, he developed it into the natal exercise Heavenly Demon Sound.

Fate is impermanent, the world is unpredictable, yesterday's flowers and today's fruits. It is difficult to distinguish between right and wrong.

"You heard me right. Sun Xiang said, "This is what the Heavenly Demon Sound looks like." Rui Qing, what you get is the fragment of flowers, and you are on the wrong path from the beginning. ”

Today, I'll give you a glimpse of this song. ”

People respect me, I respect people. Rui Qing treats Sun Xiang wholeheartedly, so the head of Sun Da will not despise him because of the level of cultivation and the difference in his position. This is the same reason that Rui Qing must die here today.

Rui Qing bowed her hand and thanked her: "It is okay to die on the eve of the morning news, the grandson brother is very gracious, and the younger brother is unforgettable." ”

He was already aware of the gap between himself and Sun Xiang, and he also knew the outcome he was about to face, but being able to get a glimpse of the extreme of the Heavenly Demon Sound before he died could be described as a death without regrets for a cultivator like him.

Sun Xiang saw that Rui Qing was ready, and slowly explained:

"Rui Qing, the flower song is the ancient Xuanmen Sanskrit Yin Sect's past life, my generation is not a member of the Sanskrit Yin Sect, but I was entrusted to demonstrate on my behalf.

The Sanskrit Yin Sect has been passed down to the ancestor Emperor Yuxuan, and down to the head of the previous generation, Miaoyinzi, with a total of 133 generations.

Sanskrit Yin Sect proves the way of music and law, and believes that all things have rhyme.

Rui Qing, you can listen up!"

Zheng Zheng Zheng!

The strings rang and then vanished.

Rui Qing, who was waiting for the battle, blinked suspiciously, and found that he was standing in the center of the earth, and there was nothing but the dim heaven and earth and his own body.

Songhe City, the building of Ruifu, and the sun elephant that plays the qin, seem to have never existed. Only the bizarre melody is still in the ears.

This may not be a melody. Rui Qing leaned down and listened, it turned out that this was the rhythm of soil sprouting.

Slender plants emerge from the black earth and bloom in large flowers. The red flowers have flowers and no leaves, swaying gently in the cold wind.

Every flower here, every inch of wind has its own unique note. These notes are interspersed in the song of heaven and earth, which is incomparably harmonious. Rui Qing took a deep breath with satisfaction, and he understood the true meaning of Sanskrit Yin Sect in joy.

He is dressed in white and snow, looking for the source of the sound of the piano in the flowers. From a distance, he saw Sun Xiang kneeling and stroking the qin.

Rui Qing walked towards him, wanting to express her deepest gratitude to this friend.

But he could no longer get close to it, because there was a river between him and Sun Xiang.

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't step into the river.

Rui Qing's side is full of flowers. Sun Xiang's head is desolate and lonely. The two faced each other across the river and were speechless for a while.

At the end of the song, Sun Xiang pressed his hands on the strings and looked at Rui Qing sadly across the river.

Rui Qing looked and looked. finally realized that he and Sun Xiang were separated by yin and yang.

He thanked Sun Xiang for the last time.

"Brother Sun, Tu Peng has already learned the location of the fortress, and he is now on his way to attack. If you want to save it, you have to hurry. ”

"Brother Sun, don't leave it here, there will be no time in the future!"

Leaving this last sentence, Rui Qing turned around, and his figure quickly disappeared into the depths of the flower on the other side.