In the depths of the forest, the sound of the piano is melodious, tactful and changeable, and the originally harmonious style of qin music and painting has changed, and it has entered the battlefield like a slaughter, making people immersed in it, fighting alone, surrounded by countless ambushes, and still standing proudly.

The lonely curtain ended, as soon as the sound of the piano stopped, in front of a beautiful man with long hair who was much more fresh, an old man and a young man seemed to be still addicted to it, unable to extricate themselves for a long time, and were drawn by the sound just now.

Long!

"Okay!" the green-robed old man shouted heroically, he didn't expect that at his age, he could still experience an exciting fight, how could he not be excited.

"Old monster, do you want to scare me to death!" The beautiful man looked scared, and was suddenly yelled at by this old guy!

The green-robed old man replied domineeringly: "I want to roar, you can take care of it!" He is not threatened by this long-haired bad guy now.

"Is he so strong!" Tang San was already looking at the long-haired and dashing beautiful man blankly, this kind of supernatural realm seemed to be unattainable, and it seemed to have been played for thousands of years.

"Okay, I hope I like it, old monster, and, little three!" Brushing his long hair, the beautiful man smiled, and the scene just now was taken away directly by him, smiling like a breeze, and the demon was as strange as a fairy.

"Well, after listening to your playing, those performances in the palace are all rubbish, it's really memorable!" The green-robed old man said without embellishment, he was named Douluo, and he had heard a lot of qin music, and it was the first time he had heard such an immersive qin music.

"Xiao Ao, why don't you see you practicing the piano!" Tang San said curiously, he already firmly believed that Oscar was the same person as himself.

"Little San, everyone has to train, how can you have time to play the piano, right?" Oscar replied with a smile.

In a month, Tang San had a lot of materials prepared by Dugu Bo, and began to refine the secret weapon with the eyes of ice and fire, his quenching process was already very slow, and the next stage was not easy to step into.

On this day, he was still cultivating normally, refining this tough body, and his face was much more satisfied, and now his little Xuan Xuan Netherbody was confident that it would be difficult for him to hurt himself under the Soul King.

"Huh?"

Oscar, who was practicing, suddenly felt a change in his left hand, what else could he have in his left hand, only his own special "martial soul", the Xuanming Sword.

"Chirp!"

A black light flashed out on its own, and the long-haired beautiful man scolded: "You, you are not Luo Sanpao, what kind of independent consciousness are you engaged in, if you can't refine you, Lao Tzu will scrap you and me, wait for me!"

Near the eyes of ice and fire, a beautiful figure chased a sword, and after chasing for a while, the quaint and atmospheric fairy sword also stopped, and began to hover over a black pothole, looking very anxious.

"Buzz!"

Oscar flicked it hard, this immortal weapon that didn't listen to the command, and smiled gloatingly: "I'm going to kill you, hahaha!"

"Hmmm!"

Seeing that the fairy sword suddenly faced him, Oscar confessed, I don't know if this is a blessing or a curse, this pit is more than an immortal weapon.

Oscar was also curious, squatted down to take a look, this black lump, what is it, a little disgusting, but he still reached out and touched it, hey, it was as hard as iron, no, it was very hard.

"What is this?"

Oscar was puzzled, feeling that he was really useless, and the exercises he had practiced were all incomplete, only the Xuan Ming Jue was the most complete, and he became an ancestor and had the lowest experience.

"Little San, are you free!" Oscar shouted, this martial idiot should know that the garden fairy grass has been messed up so much by him, and he seems to know it all, and he is a "god of learning", and even Tang Nu Buddha Lotus has been brought out by him.

"What's the matter, I'm refining a secret weapon!" A voice came from not far away, and as soon as he heard it, he knew that he didn't have time to come.

"You want this?" Oscar asked, the sword was not ordinary, and this black tin grass should be considered a fairy grass.

"Buzz!"

The Xuanming Sword can't speak, it doesn't nod, it can only make a humming sound to indicate its urgent need, and it looks like it's not in a hurry with you.

"Alright, come here!"

Oscar said, stretching out his right hand, if he didn't get it out, he would definitely be splashed with blood on the spot, no matter how he said it, he was still its cheap owner, and he still had to be responsible for it.

The Xuanming Sword was obedient this time, returned to his hand, held the "martial spirit" that made him cry and laugh, and began to work.

Oh, he actually used a good sword to dig in the mud, and the Xuanming Ancestor was like this, if other people knew that this mink hair was so bad, he would definitely be beaten to death, and Sword Douluo would not let him go.

After digging for a while, the sleeves of the beautiful man's clothes were stained with black soil, and the lump of things had been dug up by the roots.

"Whew! It's really hard to dig, if you don't obey, I won't work for you in the future!"

Oscar said, I didn't expect this fairy grass to be so difficult to dig, I originally wanted to cut it, but I kept cutting it, and I could only use the stupidest method.

"Buzz, buzz!"

Fairy Sword jumped excitedly, as if staring at the big black lump in Oscar's hand drooling, that's not poop, don't think crooked!

"Alright, here you go!"

Looking at the impatient Xuanming Sword, holding it again may be a worry about life, Oscar threw it out casually, I wanted to bite it and try it, for the sake of my teeth, I don't have to disgust myself, let's let them eat black!

Around the excited Xuanming Sword, a terrifying black hole appeared, and it directly sucked this piece of stuff into it, and when it was over, the Xuanming Sword returned directly to the body.

"I'm rough, that's it?"

Oscar thought it would stir up some vision of heaven and earth, those fairy tales are all lies, hating the sword is not steel, saying that you are a pig, eat and sleep.

A month later!

In the poison array of the forest, a simple figure cheered and said, "It's successful!"

Not far from it, an old man in a green robe asked, "Little monster, what are you refining?"

A charming young man with long hair appeared, and when he saw him, he said, "It should be a sharp weapon for killing, isn't it?

It's been half a year, and it's time to go out.