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Ling Qingxue smiled and said, "Son, I didn't expect you to be able to endure the sound of the six-horned violin blocking the seat, but you didn't get in." While the six big desire violins in my hands are transforming us with the real elements, I seem to have used only a tenth of its power, but it also shows your talent. Be my slave!

"But unfortunately, this meeting promised the owner of this corpse that he would help him kill you, so you must die! Otherwise, even if Xiao Cheng breathed cold air, the Bronze War broke out.

A layer of bronze armor, as thin as cicada wings, appears on his body, and behind it is a question about Michael's big devil body.

At the same time, Xiao Cheng stepped on the sword field for the first time, and suddenly, a sword qi path appeared around his body, and a huge sword aura field was quickly formed.

"Break it for me. ”

These violinists in their heyday may have surpassed the three borders of Ningda, but even now, they only have Ling Qingxue's soul left, and Xiao Cheng has no plans.

After using two powerful devices, Xiao Cheng didn't hesitate to move it with the flash. Just as the violinist wanted to play, the immortal sword in his hand cut through the air for the violinist's wish.

It's true

After thousands of terrible destructions, the shadow of the sword, like mine and rain, tore the air from the sky, towards the violinist's desire to expose it in a frenzy!

"It doesn't make sense!"

"Even if you do your best in front of this chair, you are nothing but ants, why doesn't the light of fireflies shine in the sky and the moon?"

The violinist wanted to look at the corners of his mouth, but he didn't want to look at the town, and his five fingers kept plucking the strings, but now he couldn't.

Each time he put his fingers on the strings and fingertips, the terrible silver-white melodies began one after the other.

Piano fragments in the shape of his fingertips, condensed or sword or monster, or even human warrior.

Countless terrorist weapons attacked and killed Xiao Cheng, and those monsters opened their mouths to bite Xiao Cheng.

There are adults dancing on my big day, dancing the dance of blood, walking towards the small city, the painful image under the seven emotions and six major in the heart of the small city, how many years and one may be bigger! Wow!

Prosperity!

The instruments and monsters created by the sound of the piano are incomparable to the horror, and when they come into contact with the thousands of swords that Xiao Cheng has chopped off, they tear them apart one by one.

One, two, three.

Soon, Xiaocheng used the magic of a thousand swords to create thousands of swords that were ruthlessly destroyed and lost.

But these overflowing pianos, but the silk horns have not weakened, and now they are as fast as lightning, and they kill small towns as fast as wild!

"Damn, the sound of that piano is so strange, not only is it a powerful offensive force, it doesn't seem to have any effect on the warrior's spirit, and now that I've fixed it, it's still very low, and it can't be stopped at all!"

Seeing the sound of piano music, the eyes of the small town became extremely ugly.

At the same time, they used the bronze body, the sword field and the cunning of ten thousand swords.

Even if he gave the warriors a hundredfold more powerful merit champions, he was almost consumed.

After all, even if the sword field is hard, he must consume the prize, and there will be no more horrors.

So he usually shows only a part of the sword field, condensed in the palm of the hand, forming a small sword spiral that can be talked about, not fully expressed.

At first, he thought he could still stop the violinist's urge to attack after the hardest blows, but he underestimated the violinist's big hopes.

At this time, the overwhelming piano sound was approaching, and Xiao Cheng wanted to use other methods, like the Blood Temple, but it was too late!

In addition, he didn't have many gongs on his body, and it was difficult to pull them out.

"Xiao Cheng, do I really want to fall here?"

Before the piano sound had completely fallen, Xiao Cheng felt that I was going to climb over a big mountain and wanted to smash it.

As the piano sounds, the strange power that touches the hearts of the warriors becomes more and more powerful.

Kojo's heart trembled violently, and then his heart slowly fell asleep.

"Kojo, have you finally come to the five-year meeting you just talked about?"

In front of Xiao Cheng's eyes, a big bright general photo appeared that he didn't want to see.

"Talking about cities?"

Xiao Cheng couldn't help crying.

Because of this beautiful body shooting, it is surprising that there is a relationship between the Blood God Tomb and Xiao Cheng, and these two people have a sad Luo Tancheng!

After Luo Tancheng was taken away by the old lady, Xiao Cheng said for a long time, of course, five years later, Luo Tancheng's family would be killed in the Demon Sea, and Luo Tancheng would also get married. This is Xiao Cheng's commitment to "Luo Frank".

"Is that a hallucination?" muttered Zheng Ziyao, he always felt sad, but he didn't remember.

"Neither is a Buddha!"

If I couldn't see my eyes, Xiao Cheng would be drowned out by the piano music, but at this moment, the sound of Buddha suddenly appeared in Xiao Cheng.

"Huh?"

The town began to recover from the sound of the Buddha.

That...

Xiao Cheng suddenly opened his eyes and saw that he was hurrying towards the fierce piano in the sky, with a cold sweat behind him!

When he was twelve years old, he had seven great feelings and six great hopes in his heart, which led him into the illusion of time.

The photos he had just seen were hallucinations, like Luo Tancheng.

But even if I fall into the illusion, what's wrong, I can't escape death at such a close distance?

Then Xiao Cheng looked at the terrible sound of the piano pressing on his head and couldn't help laughing.

By the way, I just heard the voice of the Buddha clearly in my mind, and because of the voice of the Buddha, I got out of the illusion of the six wishes and woke up!

"If we can find the Buddha's voice, maybe he can help me solve the crisis in front of me!"

Xiao Cheng kept thinking.

With a sudden shift in thought, he soon began to look for clues to carry the Buddha's voice.

"He's coming!"

At this moment, Xiao Chengshen looked at the cave and soon found himself lying in the corner of the cave, with his thumb the size of a Buddha bead.

Now, there is the golden light of Taoism on the Buddha beads, and the voice of the Buddha is dull.

The voice of the Buddha is crisp and does not come out, as if it can drive away the evil in the world and purify people's hearts.

This Buddha bead is for the creatures who were oppressed by the mountain when Xiao Cheng first entered the mountain.

Later, Xiao Cheng promised that one day, if he met a descendant of the Yin-Yang Sect, he would help the Yin-Yang Sect three times when the Yin-Yang Sect was in trouble.

Then the creatures under the Dead Mountain gave the pearl to Xiao Cheng. He said that if he saw the descendants of the Yin-Yang sect, the pearl would have a special feeling.

Today, the Buddha's son had a reaction, and Xiao Cheng knew that it was not because of the birth of the descendants of the Yin Yang Sect, because Xiao Cheng felt the feeling of being killed by these Buddha beads.

The people who live on the fairy mountain have a good relationship with the Yin-Yang sect, so if the violinist wants to be a descendant of the Yin-Yang sect, the Buddha beads react with kindness, not murder.

Perhaps it was the stench of the violinist Dawang that provoked the Buddha beads to rebel and want to erase the violinist's great hope!

If you want to dress like that, the town doesn't look very happy.

When he thought about it, the beads were caught in his hands, and then Xiao Cheng saw the game through his desire for the violin and held the beads in front of him.

"Huh?"

Violinists sometimes wonder if Xiaocheng can wake up from his six wishes.

Then the violinist despised Xiaocheng and said: "Child, I didn't expect you to leave that seat, even if I'm just an old soul now, the voice of six wishes, even the warriors of Zhuang Yuanhai, can't stand it, but you block it!"