"Tianzong Dao word, Fengyun Mobao. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info old lady Ru, this is not a small copybook. The world in your palm, true or false, is really lost to the ancient sages! ”

As soon as Zhao Yunyi saved the Xinyan Sect, a chuckle sounded in the sky above Fang Wushan. The laughter came like a spring breeze, refreshing and exceptionally good. It was a woman's voice, a girl's laughter, to be exact. Every word and sentence is like a pearl and a song, and the spring water is dingdong.

"Who, who dares to talk to the old man like this? Don't get out of here and die! ”

The eldest grandson Jingru was furious when he heard this, and the dragon head crutch in his hand swung away violently, and a wave of mana raged like a violent wind, shaking the void sky. But this attack didn't hurt anyone, but turned the voice in the dark into a sneer.

"Thou shalt old woman, thy old woman, thy old lady ......"

For a while, the sneers of the girl were everywhere in the sky and on the ground, and it was impossible to tell from which direction it came from.

"Hahahaha...... The wicked have their own grinding. I didn't expect that there are so many people in this world who dare to call the words 'Old Lady Ru'. Eldest grandson, you have offended a lot of people. Zhao Yun shook his head and laughed, and slowly closed the Fengyun Mobao in his hand.

"Huh, wicked? Who are the wicked people? ”

With a strange sigh, a figure suddenly appeared next to Zhao Yun. But it was a girl with plain clothes and long hair reaching her waist. I saw her barefoot, her skin was as crystal as jade, she looked like she was less than eighteen years old, and a pair of big watery eyes were staring at Zhao Yunyi. Between the two, it's just a turning distance.

Zhao Yunyi was taken aback by this sudden scene, as a Yuan Shen Immortal Venerable, someone was so close to him, he didn't have any vigilance!

"Auntie...... Girl, that word just now came out of my mouth, and it didn't mean anything else. Zhao Yunyi hurriedly took two steps back, and his expression was a little embarrassed. Although he is the head of a sect and a primordial god cultivator, he can't see through the origin of the other party. Coupled with the girl's elusive means, a mouthful of "old woman you", in this situation, where would he act rashly?

Seeing this, the girl glanced at Fengyun Mobao, snorted, and flew coldly towards the leyline. The eldest grandson Jingru was annoyed and ashamed, and with a cane in his hand, he stopped the girl in front of him.

"Where did the crazy girl come from, so rude. Scolded, still want to leave? ”

"Hmph, it's obvious that you yourself are disrespectful and don't know how to be polite, but you blame me? The eldest grandson of Panlang Mountain, the idle clouds and wild cranes, are not in charge of teaching, why care about the dispute between the sects? ”

The girl's eyebrows furrowed slightly, her sleeves were gently waved open, and the dragon head crutch in front of her was immediately pushed aside by her. The eldest grandson, Jingru, was shocked and was about to make a move, but found that the girl suddenly disappeared in place. Turning around, a guqin appeared in the sky above the leyline. The girl sat in the void, her ten fingers slender, slowly caressing the strings. At this moment, her temperament and appearance seem to have changed again.

This scene can't help but surprise Hong Wu in the dark.

"This girl can actually pull the crutches of the eldest grandson Jingru? Avoiding the blockade of a peak master of the Yuan God so easily, this method is too powerful, right? ”

Although the girl in her eyes looks weak and delicate, she is very moving. But Hong Wu never believed that this girl was really only eighteen years old. At the same time, when the eldest grandson Jingru saw the girl sitting on the piano, her long hair fluttering, the evil aura on her face instantly dissipated. Instead, there is a face full of incredulity and fear.

"Huangwu Zhushengqin? This girl ......"

Not only the eldest grandson Jingru, but also Tong Yu beside her, and Zhao Yunyi in the distance, all changed their faces. Even, even the Demon Master and the Sword Blind Man held their breath in an instant and stopped talking.

The slightest wisp of piano sound is intermittent in heaven and earth. Sometimes melodious and clear, sometimes tactful and low...... The big strings are noisy like a torrential rain, and the small strings are like whispers......

The sound of the piano was not sudden, but it was so surprising and incomprehensible. In front of the two armies, above the leylines. The three primordial god periods, the four yin and yang realms, and a divine beast soaring in the nine heavens. Anyone dares to play the piano here?

The sound of the piano is still choppy, no matter how the girl's ten fingers change, the action of plucking the strings never stops for a moment. Hong Wu seemed to be able to hear only a part of it, maybe it wasn't that the piano was staccato sound, but that there were some rhythms that he couldn't hear.

Looking around, everyone was immersed in the sound of the girl's piano. The eldest grandson, Jingru, looked straight in the direction where the leylines were, and he didn't have the slightest intention of making a move.

"Sword God senior, this person, where is it sacred?" Hong Wu frowned deeply, and couldn't help but say.

"The emperor's martial arts, choose the heavens...... I didn't think that this generation of Apocalypse Saint Monarch was actually a little girl? When the sword blind man heard this, he shook his head, stared deeply at the veins of Fang Wushan, and sighed deeply.

"Emperors and Martial Beings? Choosing the Heavens? Apocalypse Saint Monarch? When Hong Wu heard this, his face changed again, and he became even more confused. He had never heard of these things.

Between heaven and earth, the sound of the piano is tactful, and the four directions are quiet. There was silence for a long time before the voice of the sword blind man reappeared in Hong Wu's mind.

"The Holy Monarch of the Apocalypse is in charge of the Emperor's Martial Arts, and he chooses the destiny of the Heavens, and his status is like that of the Lord of Divine Martial Arts. Although you are a member of the Central Realm, you should also know it. Since the ascension of the last generation of the Lord of Divine Martial Arts, this world has never been unified. Later, the sect fought for hegemony, the world was in chaos, and the people were struggling to make a living. The Huangfu family inherits the bloodline of Shenwu, is a descendant of immortals, and has extraordinary power. Today's Shenwu Continent can have such a situation, all of which is the credit of the Huangfu family. ”

"You mean, this person is from the Huangfu family? Is it the most mysterious of the legends? When Hong Wu heard this, his eyes moved, and he finally understood.

"Yes, although the Huangfu family lives in seclusion in a place where no one can find it. But the calendars and rules of the world are all formulated by this clan. The Holy Monarchs of the Apocalypse of the past dynasties are the most outstanding clansmen of the Huangfu family. The immortal bloodline in the body has awakened at least thirty percent. And with the emperor and martial arts, he is congenitally undefeated. There is no force in this world that can break through these sounds. ”

The sword blind man's tone became more and more solemn, but in the solemnity, he seemed to be relieved. Hong Wu still wanted to ask, but Jian Blind waved his hand and stopped talking.

"It turned out to be the Holy Monarch of the Apocalypse. I don't know what the name of this generation of saints is? At this time, Gu Hongshan Sect Leader Tong Yu suddenly spoke. I saw that before he spoke, he first saluted the girl, and actually held the etiquette of the junior. This scene once again moved Hong Wu.

"Hehe, it doesn't matter if it's famous, you just need to understand that this Holy Monarch has been in charge of the Emperor Martial Zhusheng Qin for four hundred and seventy-eight years!" ――