Chapter 53: Ghost Brake Lingyin

Leng Xing'an originally wanted to leave with Di Ting, but who knew that Wen Yixian's eyes were red, and he was extremely angry, so he stopped Leng Xing'an and said, "If you hurt someone, you want to leave?" You have to ask me if I can say yes to the flute in my hand! ”

The flute in Wen Yixian's hand is a treasure of the ancient god realm, so the demon clan and the demon clan don't know much, except for Ji Xuan'er, several people here don't recognize the flute in her hand, they only know that the strange rhythm she just played is really uncomfortable in the chest, but they don't know that what she is blowing is the fifth-layer fire burning sound that can kill people in the invisible Gong Yu Yunyin.

Leng Xing'an had just learned this girl's flute sound, and he thought that it was nothing more than that, it was all within his tolerance, how did he know that the upper level of Gong Yu Yunyin, the sixth layer of ghost brake Ling Yin, was the move to kill people without seeing blood.

Wen Yixian didn't intend to hurt people just now, but when she saw the two of them bullying Ji Xuan'er, Ji Xuan'er was already difficult to support, so she wanted to help him, who knew that Leng Xing'an, the old monster, was so vicious and wanted to take the lives of the two of them, and now seeing Ji Xuan'er fainting on the ground, her mouth full of blood, the anger in her heart was very difficult to calm.

Leng Xing'an didn't take Wen Yixian in his eyes at all, compared to Ji Xuan'er, Wen Yixian's cultivation was far worse, Ji Xuan'er still injured half of his life under his palm, if it wasn't for Leng Chuhan's thunder blocking his palm power, Ji Xuan'er's life would have been gone.

He snorted coldly and said, "What? The old man has the heart to spare the lives of the two of you for the sake of Chu Han's face, do you still want to find death? ”

Wen Yixian listened, there was a cold gaze in his eyes, and he stared at Leng Xing'an fiercely and said, "Who is looking for death is not necessarily." I'll let you taste the girl's power today. ”

The dragon flute was horizontal in his hand, his red lips touched the warm flute body, gently shaking the air, and a heart-rending melody flew out of the dragon flute, heading straight to Leng Xing'an.

The ghost brake Ling Yin is not only powerful, but also cultivates well, and the voice is completely connected with the will of the master, and whoever you want this voice to kill, the voice will run to. Therefore, the ghost brake Lingyin can not only be used to defend against thousands of troops, but also can be used to fight alone and avoid affecting the innocent.

All the people present only saw Wen Yixian playing the flute melodiously, the flute sound was ethereal and ethereal, if there was nothing, it was very mysterious, but they didn't know what kind of terrible moment Leng Xing'an experienced just in this moment.

He only felt as if there were thousands of troops coming towards him, and his palm strength alone was nothing compared to these thousands of troops and horses.

How is this possible? How could this ugly girl's flute sound be completely different from the one just now, and suddenly become so powerful that it can kill people in an instant.

Leng Xing'an stood in place, and before he could make a palm, he could only retreat.

Until there was no way to retreat, Di Ting knew that with the master's temper, if it wasn't for the danger of his life, he would not retreat, seeing that the master was about to be embarrassed, his short figure suddenly flew out and blocked Leng Xing'an's front.

Wen Yixian suddenly came out when he heard this, and wanted to block this blow for his master, thinking that he was just a childish teenager, and that he had such a righteous and awe-inspiring moment, and remembered that his adoptive father and adoptive mother had also been so desperate to exchange their lives for her to survive, and his heart was moved, and he had no intention of hurting his life, so he stopped playing the flute.

However, the ghost brake Ling Yin has come out, and the power is huge, even if the flute is stopped, the aftersound is enough to hurt people.

The aftermath hit Di Ting's chest, leaving a three-inch-deep wound on his chest, and if it was a little closer, it would not enter the heart, even if Di Ting was a demon and was seriously injured by Zhenli, he would be in danger.

"Ahh Di Ting spat out a mouthful of blood, staggered under the gravity impact of the ghost brake Lingyin, pressing Leng Xing'an behind him and retreating until he smashed the corner of the eaves behind him.

"Listen, how are you?" Leng Xing'an is very indifferent to outsiders, but he loves him very much as an apprentice.

When he saw that Di Ting was injured, he was almost going crazy, and he wanted to fight for his life to take Wen Yixian's life.

Leng Chuhan blocked Leng Xing'an, who was rushing towards Wen Yixian, and said: "Uncle, Miss Wen didn't mean to hurt Di Ting, if she hadn't received the last flute, Di Ting would probably be a corpse by now." Di Ting was so seriously injured that he needed to return to his true body immediately, and his uncle had taken Di Ting back as soon as possible. I have a hundred elixir here, feed it to Di Ting, and I can save his life without worry. As he spoke, he took out a black jade bottle from his arms, poured a black pill from it, and handed it to Leng Xing'an.

This pill is the treasure of the demon clan, and it needs hundreds of kinds of precious life-sustaining herbs such as Ganoderma lucidum and ginseng, and it is very rare to be able to grow a kind of rare herb with a hundred years of cultivation, plus the land of the wild ice field, it is very rare to be able to grow a kind of rare grass, let alone hundreds of kinds of rare herbs together, so it is only refined in a few hundred years, which is extremely precious. Leng Chuhan only had three on his body, and now he took one out to Di Ting, Leng Xing'an was very grateful.

He took the medicine and fed it to Di Ting, and sure enough, Di Ting's pain was reduced a lot.

Leng Chuhan continued: "Since Uncle Ji hurt Gongzi and Miss Wen hurt Di Ting, they can be regarded as even with each other. Now that the Three Realms have been repaired, each has its own territory, and does not interfere with each other, I hope that my uncle will consider the lives of our clan and settle this dispute. ”

Leng Xing'an saw that life was unharmed, and Leng Chuhan said so, remembering that the Tianxin Jade Soul still had no clues, it was indeed not the time to have a dispute with the human race, and it was not necessary to leave it for him to be a day, so he said to Leng Chuhan: "The old man is going back to the clan, I hope that everything will go well outside the lord and return to the clan as soon as possible." ”

After speaking, he picked up the seriously injured Di Ting and flew away.

Wen Yixian wanted to stop Leng Xing'an, but he didn't want to stop there, but Leng Chuhan stretched out his hand in front of her, his movements were gentle but not refusal, he said: "Miss Wen, my uncle has always regarded Di Ting as closer than his own, you hurt Di Ting than hurt him and made him uncomfortable, you can also be regarded as a breath for Ji Gongzi, since Ji Gongzi was injured by my uncle, I can naturally treat it, the girl is for the sake of me treating Ji Gongzi's injury, don't worry about my uncle anymore, okay?"

Wen Yixian thought that Ji Xuan'er was seriously injured now, although this cold demon king looked polite, but after all, the old man was his own uncle, and her cultivation, even if she used the ghost brake Ling Yin, she might not be able to defeat the old man, and the success of the blow just now was also relying on the old man to underestimate her strength, and she didn't know how to resist for a while, if she fought a few rounds and let him figure out her level, she wouldn't be defeated by her so easily. If you add that this cold demon king came to help his uncle, just by virtue of what she had just done, she had already seen the power of thunder, and she would never be able to please her.

Even so, she was angry in her heart, and her face was faint, reluctantly agreed, and nodded: "Please ask Leng Gongzi to save me."