Chapter Forty-Four: Fuxi God Heavenly Ringing—Who is this woman?

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Zhang Xiaofan.

No wonder Senior Brother Chunyang always thinks that you are a little wrong......

"Little girl, don't bother in vain, I have already laid out the formation here, whether it is a thousand miles of sound transmission or a flying sword transmission, it is useless."

Baguio suddenly coughed violently, she looked directly at the ill-intentioned demon in front of her, and asked in a cold voice, "Is something wrong with my eldest brother?" ”

King Ming was stunned for a moment, looked at the girl in the green shirt, with a weak and stubborn face, he didn't know what emotion was in his eyes, and sighed: "If that Taiyin real person is fine, I really don't dare to awaken my consciousness now, but it's a pity - she has run out of oil, and under the grief and anger of the pure yang real person, she won't notice this at all." ”

"Senior Sister Mingyue......"

Just when Tian Ling'er was stunned, King Tiansha Ming made a move.

Baguio's death is not in Lu Xueqi, but should be here.

He and the Holy Mother of the Netherworld have been reincarnated for countless years, and most of the karma has been eliminated by the power of reincarnation, and now only the last one remains.

Cause and effect of him and Baguio.

Eight hundred years ago, when Madame Jin Ling used the seven-star lantern to open up a way for him to live, she once told him.

Eight hundred years from now, there will be a woman who will die for you, and her soul will be scattered, and then your karma will be paid off, whether you live or die, and it depends on you, and I can't control it......

No matter what, I'm going to get out of this world.

This is my last promise, and I will never break my promise!

As soon as he moved, he crossed Tian Ling'er, but suddenly saw a pair of eyes.

He saw a cute girl in a white dress with a pink carving.

This girl is a little small......

is looking at him with a pair of seemingly innocent and ignorant eyes, but in fact indifferent and ruthless.

The Heavenly Demon King's face instantly turned extremely pale, and his eyes were full of shock, because he couldn't understand what he had seen, and he didn't understand how such a thing could happen.

Those eyes...... How could he forget?

Divine eye!

Retreat! A blue streamer shuttled rapidly in the space, flickering back and forth, the speed became faster and faster, the surrounding scene seemed to be a wandering and strange light, at this moment he spent Shen Yuan, spent a great price and fled tens of thousands of miles, just stepped out of the void, and before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he saw Tian Ling'er and Baguio looking at him strangely and vigilantly.

After thousands of miles away, he returned to the Tongtian Peak of Qingyun Mountain.

It's like never leaving.

The young man's face turned pale, and he looked at the girl who was silent, and smiled miserably: "Heaven and earth are not kind......

At this time, a clear spirit talisman that Tian Ling'er wore on his body began to emit faint clouds, and the Tai Chi seal on Qingbo's chest also began to tremble.

The spirit rune was suspended in the air, and the eyes of the girl in red suddenly changed, clear and leisurely, it seemed to be a cave immortal, shooting immortals, and enjoying herself leisurely.

A guqin suddenly appeared in her hand.

A clear and cold voice resounded through the sky.

It was the poem that Tian Ling'er had to read out in shame when the Seven Veins Martial Arts Meeting.

"It refers to the shock of the world, the kite for a hundred years, and the elimination of my life. Pick up a song and listen to it, with your head held high, and there is no one in the country. ”

However, compared to her reluctance at the time, now there is more of a sense of relief and relief.

One more sentence.

"Daya has no song, the sound is fine, the beginning of the tune, from the rapid and slow, to the wandering, the slightest moment, the air is too empty, the finger is meticulous, the sound is like a cocoon, God will not be able to."

This is the way to use the piano, and it is also the way to use affection.

The saint forgot her feelings, and she was forcibly brought into the state of mind of the Infinite Heavenly Immortal by the talisman at this moment, and she only felt that there was an extremely beautiful song looming in her mind, and she couldn't really hear it.

So I subconsciously followed the strings in my hand.

As soon as the strings moved, it was clear and elegant, but the king of heaven and earth seemed to have eaten a bad stomach, drenched in cold sweat, and the slightest trace of evil qi and black gas rushed out from the pores around his body, and in an instant, it turned into a cloud of black mist, which was hazy in the air in the sound of the piano.

The dementor who has accumulated countless years of evil qi has evolved into the boundless yellow sand battlefield in the void, countless people and horses are fighting, millions of banners are raised, blood is light, sometimes there are Shura evil ghosts, Yin Sha Huangquan, and there are ten halls of Yan Jun, Senluo Hades, turning into a rolling torrent, and the three ways of Huangquan come to kill the three people.

That terrifying murderous aura permeated the entire Qingyun Mountain in an instant, and all the monks of the two realms of good and evil were shocked and looked at each other, and they all raised their sword lights and came towards Tongtian Peak, but at the beginning.

A piano sound, no distance or near, between heaven and earth, the tune is elegant, but it contains the endless high fighting spirit of fighting with the sky, and there is a kind of free and easy spirit that belongs to the immortals.

In the world, all the silk string vessels, whether it is the qin of the literati or the pipa in the Qinglou Chu Pavilion, are all playing the same tune, scaring countless mortals.

Zhang Ziyang, who was thousands of miles away from Heyang, looked extremely solemn, and when he heard this song, he put his heart at ease, and saw that the Holy Mother of the Netherworld, who called herself Xiaohuan Girl, listened to the sound of the piano and was fascinated, smiled dumbly, and the sword light rose up, galloping towards Qingyun.

In a small fishing village on the coast of the East China Sea, a beautiful and noble girl in a red palace dress who seemed to be a princess of a country raised her head and listened to the passionate and mighty sound of the piano, and her already delicate body trembled in fear.

The monstrous aura of the surging killing was fixed in the air by a great force, and there was no way to advance or retreat, and it could only roar in despair in the air.

This piece is the highest level of music that Li Chunyang has learned.

"Fuxi God Heavenly Ringing - the avenue has no strings!"

A song is over, and the aftermath is lingering,

For a while, the piano was quiet, Tian Ling'er's eyes were confused and peaceful, and she plucked the last note with her hand, and all the sounds in the world were heard.

"K-"

The majestic and boundless Fu Xi's strength swept the endless hell demon Shura Huangquan into ashes in the blink of an eye, and it was clean, revealing only a young man in a blue and white robe, holding his head and constantly rolling on the ground in pain, bleeding from his seven orifices.

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When the piano sounded, Li Chunyang's incarnation arrived at the top of Chaoyang Peak, the highest peak of Qingyunmen, in his breath, with a domineering look in his eyes that Li Chunyang did not have, heaven and earth respected me, arrogant and noble but unruly.

The golden robe spread in the wind, and the Aurora Sword in his hand also trembled in the wind, as if he was too excited to help himself.

The famous sword Jin Feng and the Aurora Sword are one, one yin and one yang, one table and one mile, it is the Taoist Shenfeng, after Li Chunyang sealed the sword, except for being triggered by the pure yang sword talisman ten years ago, it has not been unsheathed for decades.

I've been lonely for decades, and today I'm finally pulled out again by my own master.

To reproduce the world of dust is to face an existence standing at the pinnacle of the world.

How does this keep it from exciting?

Tired Shutian calmly looked at the sky, at this time, Hao Sun was in the west, and it was almost dusk.

The western sky, which was full of sunset, suddenly trembled slightly.

The hand holding the Aurora Sword was tightened again, and the sword finger of the left hand swiped, and the two air currents on Tongtian Peak swam above the green clouds, swimming with the sword fingers, one black and one white, and there seemed to be two fish chasing each other between the swimming, which seemed to be divided and combined, and finally turned into a chaotic and unknown Taiji diagram, gradually enlarged.

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Thirty-three days, I don't want to purify the heavens.

He turned into a free Heavenly Demon Lord to trap that sword light with one palm, and a pair of indifferent and affectionate eyes scanned wantonly in the world, and found the source of this sword in less than a moment, slightly surprised, stretched out his right palm again, and pressed slightly against the void.

This pressure, before it could completely fall, was interrupted by a golden bridge that crossed from the void.

Everywhere the golden bridge crosses, time and space return to chaos, and in the chaos, the earth, wind, water, and fire are born and extinguished, and finally subsided.

He withdrew his hand.

Because he had an extra seal on his head.

In just an instant, the space above him was completely shattered, and all the void was shattered, flying away like a transparent lens.

But the Heavenly Demon Lord didn't make any extra moves, just raised his arms and sleeves, and the wide sleeves merged into the void, spreading endlessly in time and space, and suddenly included the great seal of that party into his sleeves.

The space subsided, and the golden bridge shattered.

He held a jade seal on his palm.

This seal is seven points thick, three and a half inches long, white as ice and snow, flawless, there is a golden dragon hovering on the white jade, and the Xuanguang seems to come to life.

"Yangping Zhidu Gong Yin? Is it Zhang Tianshi? ”

This seal is the Taishang Moral Heavenly Venerable personally gave the Heavenly Master to teach the dragon and tiger real person Zhang Daoling, with supreme power, can suppress endless time and space, but also because it is passed down by the Taoist ancestors, it seems to be one with heaven and earth, endless, unfathomable.

Under this extremely Daoist and nameless aura, he turned into a free heavenly demon lord and frowned slightly, he was a demon lord, and he was most disgusted with this kind of aura that was independent of the void and hung outside things.

"It's not Zhang Tianshi, it's me."

A tall and plump woman came from thirty-three days away, different from the Orientals, this young woman has long golden hair, a few small purple bows at the ends of the long hair, a charming and beautiful face, purple like the fine crystal big eyes, she is wearing a purple and white robe, the skirt is embroidered with gold innate gossip, the whole person is in a state of uncertain but absolutely real.

In the interval of steps, she easily crossed the space, came to the pure heaven of no thought, and with a wave of her hand, the Yang Ping Zhidu Gong Seal had already returned to her hands.

"Who is my Dao, it turned out to be the Liangyi Dao Monarch of the Eight Views Palace, you are not leaving the hatred of the Heavenly Qing Cultivation, what are you doing here with me?"

"Why should the demon lord ask knowingly."

Liangyi Daojun smiled slightly: "The two immortals of Taoism, one of them is still Ziwei Yaoguang Xingjun, although it is said that Ziwei Emperor has long disappeared from the long river of time, but if you don't look at the face of the monk and look at the face of the Buddha, if you are too much, then the stars of the Zhou Tian and the twenty-eight nights are not some fuel-efficient lamps." ”

"Poor Night Moser God is about to achieve great freedom, but he ends up in ashes."

The Heavenly Demon Lord groaned slightly, hesitated for a moment and made a decision: "Okay, with you here, I can't do anything, I only sent out half a move, if they can take it, I won't pursue it anymore." ”

ps: If it's infinitely terrifying, I want to be embarrassed, I want to write the level of a martial artist or a Taoist idiot, I think about it or forget it, the power system is too mixed, and I don't know how to unify it