Looking at the thin man on the other side who was once again dominated by Xiao Ling, a fine light flashed in Chu Ling's eyes, and he said in a low tone: "Sure enough, it wasn't so easy to be stoned to death." ”

????“ Purple Demon Flute?!" Shen Bing'er and Yi Yue both looked at the long flute in the thin man's hand with shocked expressions, and said in unison.

After finishing speaking, the two immediately glanced at each other, they all heard the story of the Demon Night Maiden since childhood, just like when Caiyun was in Huaxia, she heard that Pangu opened the sky and Nuwa created people.

It is precisely because of this that when the legendary Night Maiden's never-ending musical instrument really appears in front of their eyes, their hearts will be so shocked!

People who have not really experienced this feeling cannot understand it, and the legend is that the feeling that appears in front of their eyes.

"Purple Demon Flute, is it a very famous weapon in the legends of your Origin Realm?" Chu Ling asked with some curiosity at this time.

"Are you kidding me? Such a famous legend, don't you know? Wait, you're from the other side of the earth?!" Concubine Hu on the side suddenly pointed at Chu Ling and said.

"Is there any problem?" Chu Ling asked suspiciously, this time the Xuanyuan Sword Shrine was born, and the masters of the entire earth came not ten thousand, but also eight thousand, what is there to be surprised about?

Ten thousand seems like a lot, but you must know that this value basically represents the approximate number of third-order masters in the entire earth, and it is only around tens of thousands.

Among the billions of people on the earth, there are only tens of millions of supernatural people, and among these tens of millions of people, there are only these tens of thousands of people who can really stand at the top, so you can imagine the rarity of third-order masters.

In the case that the powerhouses of the fourth estate have not yet been widely popularized, the third level is obviously still the upper ceiling of the ability world, and this power system will continue for a long time without accident.

After all, the fourth level only has such a concept at present, and there are too few people who can really reach it, even in the original realm where there are many supernatural people, it is estimated that only a few dozen people have touched this threshold.

And this is just touching the threshold, and those who can really enter the threshold will probably have to make a discount.

Even the fourth-order masters of the Origin Realm are so few, let alone on the other side of the earth, maybe the real fourth-order masters are no more than ten fingers.

"Hmph, mortals on the earth, what is there to be proud of? You must know that I am your legendary Qingqiu Nine-Tails clan, and you dare to lure those divine soldiers over to chase me?!" Concubine Hu was obviously still indignant that Chu Ling had drawn the hatred of the divine soldiers to her.

But she is not to blame, I am afraid that anyone who has experienced the fear of almost being killed will hate that person who is shady.

Hearing this, Chu Ling said with a calm face: "If you don't laugh, maybe we won't be chased by the divine soldiers, didn't you see me and almost convince them? What are you laughing at all of a sudden? What's so funny?"

Concubine Hu's face turned red when she heard this, and she quibbled with some embarrassment: "Then, can you blame me? Who called you the old-fashioned tone at that time, it's really funny." ”

"Well, now is not the time to quarrel. Chu Ling didn't plan to discuss the rights and wrongs of this matter with Concubine Hu, or there was no need to discuss it at all, the two of them were already strangers, even if Chu Ling used Concubine Hu as a shield without warning, he wouldn't feel half guilty in his heart.

With so much blood on your hands, what does it matter if you have one more?

So in Chu Ling's opinion, there is nothing to care about at all about this matter, it is good for Concubine Hu to survive, but Chu Ling will not feel that there is anything wrong with doing this at that time.

He looked at the thin man in the distance who was controlled by Xiao Ling and walked slowly towards this side, and hurriedly stood up and said loudly to the surroundings: "Everyone run! That flute is a great weapon of evil, and it will drain the souls of all the living people it sees!"

"What?!This shouldn't be.,Legend has it that although the Night Maiden has killed countless people.,But only her inseparable long flute is the bond of her life.,I heard that it was a token of love given to her by her favorite person.,As a result, it didn't take long for her lover to die of illness.。 ”

"That's why the night girl will always stay with her, just to be able to miss her lover all the time. Yi Yue said in surprise.

While a few people were talking, a master who did not believe in evil suddenly rushed out of the crowd, and raised his hand to grab the purple demon flute in the thin man's hand.

"Boy, you are not qualified to have this flute, so let the person who is qualified to pick it up take it!"

But at this moment, I heard the thin man open his mouth and spit out a female voice: "Do you have the qualifications?"

Hearing this voice, the master's face suddenly changed greatly, and before he even made any movements, his body was blown into a cloud of blood mist!

"What?!" The surrounding third-order masters' faces changed drastically when they saw this scene, but Chu Ling smiled without the slightest surprise: "What do I say, there are always people who don't believe in evil, that person has been dominated by the Xiao Spirit of the Purple Demon Xiao, he is the Purple Demon Xiao!"

In fact, Chu Ling was just not sure if that Xiao Ling recognized him, if Xiao Ling only wanted to kill him, those masters around him would definitely not help, and they would not dare to help.

Therefore, Chu Ling implanted an impression on them at the first time, that is, the Purple Demon Flute would kill the living!

At this time, seeing that there were really masters who dared to go up to grab the treasure, Chu Ling's heart was even more excited, and it could be said that he was sleepy and came to send a pillow.

Now that the facts were in front of him, Chu Ling turned his head to look at Yi Yue and said, "You see, I'm not talking nonsense." ”

"This, how can it be ......" Yiyue felt a little hurt, you must know that she still liked the story of the Night Girl very much, and she was even more moved by her infatuation.

Shen Bing'er glanced at her and said, "The stories you listened to when you were a child naturally only had a good side, but do you know that the Purple Demon Xiao was not called this name at first, but Zi Ming Xiao." ”

"It is precisely because the Night Maiden uses the Xiao as a weapon every time she kills someone, and the splashing blood stains the Xiao body red, and gradually, all the people begin to call Zi Ming Xiao the Purple Demon Xiao. ”

At this time, Xiao Ling slowly walked step by step in the direction where Chu Ling was, and at the same time said, "I'm going to kill you, human!"

"Zheng Zheng Zheng!"

At this moment, the divine soldiers in the air all let out a long roar at this moment, and then they each attacked Xiao Ling with a ray of light!

"Hmph! There is not even a suitable soldier master, you dare to come to find death!" Xiao Ling snorted coldly when he saw this, raised the long flute and put it to his mouth, and blew out an ethereal and crisp flute sound.

A song full of resentment was blown out by Xiao Ling, this song has resentment and grief, but more than that, it is endless pain, that pain is simply engraved into the bone marrow, and people can feel the deep emotions in it just by the sound of the flute.

As this song was blown out, a strong sound wave filled the heavens and the earth, and all the divine weapons seemed to have received a powerful impact at this moment, and the energy on the weapons began to dim.

The masters present were holding their heads and screaming continuously, even the ground was shattered inch by inch under the sound of this flute, and before half of a song was reached, everyone was about to lose half of their lives!

Chu Ling's head was bruised, even he was still affected by the song, he felt that the emotions in the sound of the flute seemed to come to life, those resentments, those hatreds, those resentments, those angers, as if they were inflicted on him!

Those tortures and pains are enough to drive a normal person completely crazy!

Rao is Chu Ling's endurance for pain is amazing, and under such a desperate flute, he is also on the verge of collapse!

"Ahhh

With the first, there was the second, and under the sound of this flute, the heads of many third-order masters all burst open.

"Twenty-four Swords of the Heavens!"

Just when all the people were struggling in pain under the sound of the flute, a voice suddenly came from a distance, and then a white sword qi was seen slashing towards the Xiao spirit from a distance.

"Bang!"

I heard a loud bang break the rhythm of the flute, and a violent wave of energy spread out violently in all directions!