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The melancholy song came to mind, and immediately evolved into an infinite illusion. In Hong Wu's eyes, a stage appeared. But what is strange is that the stage floats in the sky, flying with the wind. The people sitting under the stage are all gods and Buddhas.

A beautiful man stood on the stage, in a powder official uniform, holding a piece of white jade, and was singing a song mournfully. The melody and lyrics have been sung countless times.

Gradually, the more the man sang, the more poignant he became, and two lines of blood and tears suddenly fell from his eyes. At this time, the originally clear sky was full of black clouds, and a dragon-shaped lightning bolt seemed to come from outside the Nine Heavens and slammed into the stage. The gods and Buddhas of the heavens were shocked, and they all turned into retreats and fled, only the men were suppressed on the stage by this dragon-shaped mana, and they could not move a bit.

The man raised his head with difficulty and roared, his face hideous, but Hongwu couldn't hear what he was saying. I don't know how long it took, the rolling black clouds dispersed, and the dragon-shaped lightning flew back into the sky. The stage and the man were pressed into the void by a huge palm and pressed into purgatory......

Hong Wu didn't know why these scenes appeared in his mind, and at this time, he seemed to be in an eternal dream. I can't hear the sounds around me, I can't see what is in front of me. I want to wake up, but I can't do anything.

At the same time, in the Soul Gathering Hall, the Wenqu Demon Monarch pointed towards the Soul Refining Pool, and countless hot oils splashed. Immediately, the entire hall suddenly darkened, and a scroll flew out of the oil pot and slowly spread out. The Wenqu Demon Lord flew above the scroll, his hands sealed, emitting bursts of red light.

At the same time, runes manifested in the void, constantly flying and arranging, until finally turning into a blood-red barrier. But the rune veins above the barrier are golden.

The yin wind swept across the earth, and Hong Wu sang a tune and slowly walked towards the oil pot. His voice was exactly the same as that of the man in the illusion. Deep, grieved, frightened, unyielding......

The drama took the stage, above the red dust, flying in the Three Realms, singing with the gods and Buddhas of the heavens!

In the snap of a finger, every corner of the hall is the drama sung by Hong Wu. Lines of blood light crisscrossed inside and outside the barrier, like a demon roaring.

"Dayan doesn't need it, the heavens are in place!" The Wenqu Demon Lord roared violently, and the ghosts and spirit officials who had been on standby for a long time began to step in the enchantment, stirring the power of the enchantment with a mysterious and strange pace.

The music composed by Taiyi Qianyuan became more and more urgent, and Hongwu's voice became louder and louder. Wenqu Demon Monarch watched Hong Wu walk towards the oil pot with a cruel smile, and suddenly pointed out, and the scroll under his feet was immediately thrown into the oil pot.

Buzz Buzz Buzz ......

This soul refining pool shook violently, and countless hot oils rushed up to the sky, and for a while, the ghosts in the sky above the main hall cried and howled. A dark blue door of space slowly opened, spitting out countless ghost fires.

At this time, Hongwu was like a puppet with no perception and no soul, blindly walking towards the oil pot.

"Yin and yang are countercurrent, and the time has come."

Between heaven and earth, a voice suddenly sounded, not from the Wenqu Demon Lord, nor from any of the ghosts present. This voice, like Sanskrit, seems to come from the fairy world. When the Wenqu Demon Lord heard this, his face was immediately overjoyed, and he shot a streamer again, bombarding Hong Wu's back.

Poof!

Hong Wu fell into the oil pot without resistance, his body was wrapped in boiling hot oil, and the skin on his body was melting and withering little by little.

"Hahahaha...... After millions of years, I finally waited for this day. Six rotations, the ghost door is wide open. As long as I get your body, I will become a demon god in no time. At that time, who else will be able to stop me in this dead city? ”

The Wenqu Demon Lord laughed wildly, the blood in his pupils flickering, dazzling. After ten breaths, Hongwu's body had already completely dissolved, leaving only a golden skeleton. If you look closely, there are seven strange traces on the skeleton. It's like a small flying sword. Wenqu Demon Lord's face changed slightly, and he suddenly stared at the head on the skeleton. Between the foreheads, there was a pool of blood slowly swirling, exuding an incomparably powerful vitality.

"How is it possible, the Soul Refining Pool can't refine him? Why is there such a powerful essence blood in those white bones? His bloodline ......" Wenqu Demon Lord glanced up at the dark blue color of time and space, and his face became more and more ugly. Then, I saw him staring at him and falling towards the oil pot suddenly.

However, at the moment when he made a move, a yellow-skinned gourd flew out from the forehead of the skeleton and slowly rose into the air.

"Bold demons, vainly trying to take the flesh and seek death!"

With an angry shout, the wonderful sound of the emperor flew out from the mirage immortal gourd, and the Huangwu Zhusheng Qin in his arms burst out with a golden light. The Wenqu Demon Lord was immediately shocked back, his face trembled wildly, and he roared fiercely: "Who are you who dare to spoil the good deeds of this Demon Lord." ”

"Hmph, I don't know if I'm alive or dead!" Huangfu Miaoyin snorted coldly, not wanting to answer at all. Ten fingers plucked the strings quickly, and the fire in the hall flickered and dimmed. The Wenqu Demon Lord was shrouded in a dazzling golden light, and his body began to shatter, transforming into a purple-black mist. No faces, no limbs!

桀桀桀桀......

All the ghosts and spirit officers screamed, and the piercing sound seemed to break through the sky. In the next second, all the ghosts exploded, evolving into millions of ghost fires, which melted into the purple-black mist. The dark blue space-time gate instantly doubled in size, and all the objects in the Soul Gathering Hall began to fly towards the other end of the space-time gate.

"His body is destined to be mine, get out of the way of this Demon Lord!" The purple-black mist shrank suddenly, instantly covering Hongwu's skeleton. Then, the oil pan also began to fly into the air.

Seeing this, Huangfu Miaoyin's face changed slightly, his silver teeth were clenched, and his fingertips crossed the eighth string and plucked it fiercely.

Bang!

Heaven and earth roared, and under the golden light in the sky, a huge shadow that looked down on its face slowly stretched out. I saw that he was wearing gold armor, his hands were empty, and he looked down, as if he had cast his gaze from the fairy world. When Huangfu Miaoyin saw this figure, he immediately knelt down and silently recited an awkward incantation in his mouth.

At the same time, the golden shadow raised its head and exhaled slowly, and the gate of time and space immediately closed. The oil pot slammed back to the ground, and Hongwu's skeleton began to be filled with a rich blood light. The pool of blood on his forehead was radiant. The golden skeleton quickly derived bloody flesh, completely engulfing the purple-black mist adsorbed on the skeleton.

"Bang bang bang", a powerful vitality is beating non-stop. After more than half an hour, Hong Wumeng's eyes opened. However, his pupils became extremely scarlet, and his face was even more hideous and terrifying.