An intoxicating ** feeling spread in the Wenjiang Soul Domain......

A pretty woman came out of the void and smiled at him.

Wen Jiang's heart trembled, the face he had been thinking about for a long time was so real and vivid, as soon as his arm moved, he wanted to reach out and touch the face that had appeared countless times in his dreams!

Wrong!

It's an illusion!

The last shred of reason made Wen Jiang bite his tongue violently, and the sharp pain and the smell of blood in his mouth made him sober up for a short time. The girl in front of him turned into a wisp of smoke, and for some reason, his heart ached.

His face was pale, and that weird ** feeling actually came from the depths of his body!

How can it be!

He had obviously expelled the things that had just been eroded from the soul realm......

Wen Jiang raised his head suddenly, staring at the white-clothed figure at the top of the tower, as if he might return by the wind at any time.

The fluttering figure in white gradually blurred in his eyes, and the scattered smoke re-transformed into a pretty girl, and the joy that trembled in Wen Jiang's heart dispersed from his body into every corner of his soul domain.

What a powerful soul realm......

This was Wen Jiang's last thought, and his pale face showed a heartfelt smile.

It's nice to die under such an illusion......

The magic flute watched quietly, looking at Wen Jiang who was gradually losing his vitality below, there was no joy of victory on his face, and his bright and clear eyes were like stars in the sky.

The wind swept across his face, blew his coat, and a crystal teardrop, slipped from the corner of his eye and flew into the wind.

The seventh kill, worry-free, is a killing move created specifically to kill the Holy Order. The flute sound is like a poisonous seed, flying into the heart of a person, the deepest yearning and longing in the heart is the most perfect soil, and the poison will spread from his body to the soul realm.

The seventh kill that was finally completed, the seventh kill that appeared for the first time, the face of the magic flute was extremely calm.

This is the power of music, this is the power of the human heart.

The magic flute was a little stunned for a while, those who are affectionate and ruthless, there will always be a soft place in their hearts, hiding poison that is enough to kill them.

He laughed at himself, he was so sad about the death of his enemies?

What a hypocrisy...... Fortunately, Nerve Don is not there......

Sure enough, what I can't stand the most is the second goods......

The Magic Flute laughed, and the gloom in his heart dissipated. His eyes fell on Zhang Minghe, Zhang Minghe was still struggling to support, he was like a swing, hot and cold.

Worry-free is a killer move created specifically for the Holy Rank, using the strongest point of the Holy Rank. The firmness of the will of the Holy Rank is much stronger than that of ordinary martial artists, and their control over themselves has also reached an astonishing level.

The stronger a person is, the softer his heart must be.

And these longing poisons that lurk in their hearts are usually suppressed too strongly, and when they explode, the toxicity will become more and more violent. And the fact that this poison will spread to the soul realm of the Holy Rank is another key.

This is the power of [worry-free], the stronger the opponent's strength, the greater its power.

Although Zhang Minghe's strength is not weak, he is not a saint level, he does not have a soul domain, and his own mind is not tenacious enough, the influence of [worry-free] on him is not as strong as Wen Jiang, and he also has an equatorial-level golden secret treasure [Ruyi Dog] in his hand.

But even so, he could only barely support it, and the other few people had already been wiped out.

Suddenly, a silver claw suddenly flew in, grabbed the [Ruyi Dog] in Zhang Minghe's hand, and pulled it violently, tearing off the [Ruyi Dog] from Zhang Minghe's hand.

The Ruyi dog's light skyrocketed, but the silver paw clung to it, and no matter how much it struggled, it would never let go.

Losing the protection of [Ruyi Dog], Zhang Minghe couldn't hold on any longer, his body fell down, and he passed out. Seeing this, the magic flute couldn't help but shake his head, he himself was from a family, and he knew that when the children of those families lacked experience, most of their wills were relatively fragile, and the desire in their hearts was often not strong enough, which was their common problem.

Duanmu looked at the [Ruyi Dog] curiously, he was the one who used the silver paw just now. Such a high-level thing, you can also gain some knowledge by looking at it.

Chiguang on the side looked envious, this guy has a lot of crooked things......

At this time, everyone recovered from the shock and looked into the eyes of the magic flute, full of awe. Although everyone doesn't know Wen Jiang, Wen Jiang's soul domain just now is real.

Holy Rank, the Magic Flute Boy actually killed a Holy Order!

Can kill the soul generals of the Holy Order......

There are a lot of people who are paying attention to this battle. As early as the Bright Martial Arts Society and Cetus were losing in the drug war, there were people with flexible minds who guessed that the Bright Martial Arts Society would definitely make a move on the Three Souls City.

In the past, although the Three Souls City had begun to emerge, it was still a small force that could not be put on the table in the eyes of many people. It wasn't until the cooperation between the Three Souls City and the Libra Master Association that the Three Souls City finally came to the forefront. And when the relationship between Three Soul City and Tang Tian was exposed, it was even more attention-grabbing.

Today's Three Souls City, if it wants to develop quietly, it is impossible.

As soon as the fight in the base began tonight, it alarmed the various outposts around the base. The magic flute's [worry-free] was fascinated by the whole city, but in the ears of those powerful sentinels, it was nothing less than a thunderclap!

In the melodious sound of the flute, the murderous intent contained in it is difficult to detect.

The strength of the magic flute is so strong!

The sentinels were shocked, and they had the magic flute in their hands to evaluate it carefully. The assessment of each family is quite consistent, although the strength of the magic flute is unfathomable during his lifetime, but as a soul general, his strength is not as good as in the past. His strength should be around 7,000 on the heavenly list.

But......

When time passed quietly, there was no sound of fighting in the base, and Wen Jiang, Zhang Minghe and others, none of them came out. All the outposts were almost collectively dumbfounded, and a terrifying guess came to mind

- The invaders are eliminated.

The strength of Wen Jiang and Zhang Minghe and his entourage destroyed the Three Souls City, and no one else believed it in the slightest. But it was so silent and silent, how creepy.

How many secrets are hidden in this bronze base?

Tang Chou's request for a small deterrent was completed extremely beautifully, and even the thieves were extinct in the entire Three Souls City. Originally, the warriors who were still swaggering through the market and had fierce faces are now smiling and cautious when they buy things to inquire about the news.

But the discussion sparked by the Magic Flute is far from over, the Magic Flute Boy is independent, the white clothes are flying, and the picturesque style of the fairy quickly makes him the dream lover of countless girls.

And his heart is carefree, and after being praised by several music masters, it quickly became a popular music. The music played by others is carefree, and the tune is extremely beautiful and intoxicating. And all the sound warriors are trying to learn something from this song, there are not a few saint-level sound warriors, but there are only a handful of sound warriors who can kill the holy rank in one song. The music that can kill the Holy Order in one song is extremely rare in the entire history of music, and each one is a legend.

And the identity of the Magic Flute Soul General makes him even more legendary. His old past is also constantly being revealed.

People suddenly realized that Liao Liao's words involving the magic flute in the history books were carefully pondered, but people faintly tasted the magnificence of his life.

Of course, this has nothing to do with the magic flute, what annoys him is that every day at the door of the base, there are a group of beautiful women around the base, shouting at the base.

"Flute Boy, I'm going to marry you!"

"Magic Flute, please take me as an apprentice!"

......

The magic flute sat quietly with a light face, Tang Chou walked in front of him, and just as a woman outside shouted: "Gongzi, I love you!"

Tang Chou stopped, glanced out of the door, retracted his gaze, and said to himself: "It's a pity, people and ghosts have different paths!"

The Magic Flute's cheek twitched.

Tang Chou Shi Ran walked away, looking at Tang Chou's back, the magic flute almost smashed the copper flute in his hand on the back of this guy's head.

Childe is famous!

However, at this time, the minds of everyone in the base are all on the battlefield of Ursa Major.

He Yuming felt that he was going crazy, why himself? Why are you staring at me, it's not me who plays the piano, don't you like to play the piano?

The sword vortex storm behind him emitted a terrifying whistling sound that made the scalp tingle, and everywhere it passed, sand and rocks flew away, and everything was twisted to pieces.

He Yuming saw with his own eyes a small mountain peak more than 100 zhang high, which was directly twisted to pieces, and the stones flew from behind him like a torrential rain, hitting him with pain in the back. The speed of the sword vortex storm has not been reduced in the slightest......

Is there such an embarrassing holy rank? Anyway, I am also a holy rank, He Yuming is full of hatred for himself at this time, why is he cultivating swordsmanship? Why is he not a saint with light skills?

Who's going to save me......

Suddenly, He Yuming's heart moved, there were many people in front of him, his eyes lit up, and his face showed ecstasy!

God, have you finally opened your eyes! God, you can't stand it anymore!

He Yuming rushed in the direction of the crowd as if he had been beaten with chicken blood.

The Beluga Whale Corps was advancing rapidly, and on either side of it, the Xuan Whale Corps and the ** Corps, protecting their flanks. Fu Yan was at the front of the team, he was extremely confident in his skills, even if it was the Holy Rank, he was not afraid at all.

The large Vajra Wall urged by the entire corps firmly protected the entire corps from the invasion of toxins.

"Order the three armies, prepare to speed up!" Fu Yan said in a deep voice: "We need to speed up and rush to Xiong Dan as soon as possible, as long as we occupy Xiong Dan and destroy Tang Tian, we can truly win!"

Thinking of the quagmire of war in the past few weeks, he was a little apprehensive, and he definitely didn't want to encounter that kind of battle again. Even now that he thinks about it, he feels aggrieved.

On top of that, they're running out of time. The longer it drags on, the less advantage they have.

However, Fu Yan did not relax his vigilance, and the advance of the three armies remained always on alert. The elusive Jackal Corps, and the Plateau Corps, they seemed to disappear into thin air. This not only did not make Fu Yan and them feel relaxed, but instead made their pressure continue to multiply, and their physical exertion increased unconsciously.

Suddenly, Fu Yan shouted: "Stop!"

The three armies came to an abrupt halt, showing a look of vigilance.

Fu Yan's expression was solemn, and he seemed to hear some strange sound. Is it the sound of cavalry rushing? No, not like!

So what is this sound?