Chapter 488: The Yin Soldier Descends

"The mountains and rivers meet the bosom friend, it is rumored that the Boya piano skills are superb and peerless, it can be called a divine comedy, it is rare to meet in the world, I saw it today, and it is really not exaggerated, this king is polite!"

Li Tang's face was full of seriousness, and he replied with his fists clenched, and Boya threw the piano Xie Zhiyin, which made the respect in his heart involuntarily overflow.

In this world, it is too difficult to find people with true temperament and true bosom friends!

If you can meet, you must cherish them, cherish their coming, cherish their existence, and cherish their uniqueness.

Of course, he was also full of surprise at Yu Boya's strength, but he didn't expect that just with the cultivation of the Martial Emperor, he would actually pose a threat to Wuzun and the demi-saint with a piece of piano music.

If this spreads, it will probably cause an uproar!

"Thank you for your love, do you need your subordinates to help solve these people. ”

After Boya looked around, he clenched his fists and said, Sen Sen is murderous, and he disappeared in a flash, don't look at him as a pianist, but he is also a doctor of a country, holding heavy power, and full of disgust for those who offend the monarch's face.

"Thank you for your kindness, but the way of the piano, don't kill more, avoid breaking the state of mind and generating demons, what does Boya think?"

Looking at the murderous Yu Boya, Li Tang was slightly stunned, this was very different from his impression of the elegant pianist, but soon, he reacted and asked with a smile.

Who says that Jean shall not kill?

Playing a peerless famous song, the sound of the piano is a knife, the melody is a soldier, and it can also kill the world, move the piano for nine days, while killing people ruthlessly, while cultivating sentiment, protecting the world and singing, isn't it more chic and elegant?

"Haha, what the Lord said is good, but Boya's piano can be heard by bosom friends, by kings, and by the people. In the heaven and earth, birds and animals, mountains and rivers and vegetation can all be heard. But the enemy, don't listen!"

Boya's eyes showed a hint of appreciation, a pair of white hands, constantly plucking the yaoqin, and laughed softly:

"Today, the piano is divided into two tones, one tone is dedicated to the waiting, wishing the Lord a great cause, and the other is dedicated to the enemy, and there is no way back for the magic sound!"

When the people of the seventy-two clans heard this, they hurriedly alerted, mobilized the aura in their bodies, and wrapped their bodies inside and out to prevent them from being attacked by the sound of the piano, especially the ears, which were closed and all the sounds were isolated.

"Haha, Lao Tzu isolates the sound, I can't hear your bullshit piano sound, see how you attack?"

A clan elder said loudly, his voice buzzing, and he looked at Boya with a provocative gaze.

After Li Tang heard this, he shook his head!

Isn't it so simple to see that the stones and trees have been shattered?

"Zheng Zheng Zheng~"

Boya didn't speak, and accelerated to play the yaoqin, this time, the sound of the piano was not ever-changing, it was full of murderous, evil, dead, and angry at the beginning......

The sound of the piano, showing a painting, there is a world in the painting!

The world is the opening of the catastrophe, the ghosts of all things, the collapse of the earth, the collapse of the stars, the sun on the heavenly dome, the explosion of countless piles of fire, from a distant place, falling to the ground, burning everything.

"Warmth~"

Li Tang and the others muttered to themselves, in their minds, it was not the world of piano sound, but in the ice and snow, a fire rose up, and the heat emitted made people warm.

"It's so hot!"

And the minds of the people of the seventy-two clans are completely presented in the world of qinyin, and they all think that the sun will explode and the world will be destroyed, and it is like being in a fire, every pore of the body is burned, and they are terrified.

In their hearts, they almost collapsed!

This piano sound is pervasive and cannot be prevented!

"Zheng~ZhengZheng~"

The sound of the piano became more and more urgent, and the people of the seventy-two clans became more and more painful, constantly rolling in the sky, like Sun Wukong who was recited a mantra, and a faint soul flame was ignited on the bodies of individual people.

This is the spontaneous combustion of the soul, which is born by consuming the soul power, and once the soul power is exhausted, the soul will be scattered!

Qin Yin kills people, not out of the knife to see blood, but in pain and fear, torture people to death!

"Yue Wang Sword, slash!"

The smoke and cold wind cultivation is high, and there is artifact protection, so in the attack of Qin Yin, he did not feel uncomfortable, but looking at the painful clansmen, he was furious, pulled out the sword of King Yue, and slashed towards the sky.

The power of the artifact soared into the sky, and the powerful sword qi spread for dozens of miles, instantly defeating the music and rhythm world created by Boya, leaving only the aftermath lingering, echoing in people's hearts.

Piano sound, broken!

Boya opened his eyes, his eyes showed displeasure, as a luthier, he hated being disturbed when he was playing to the fullest.

Li Tang, Yan Xuege, Chao Tianyang and others opened their eyes and showed regret.

The elders of the seventy-two clans, worshipping, as if they had been severely punished, sweated profusely, wet their hair and clothes.

The surrounding spectators, their eyes full of anger, looked at Yan Hanfeng deadly, as if they were questioning him why he interrupted Shenyin.

This qin song conquered the Burial Dragon City!

"Lord Tang Hou, good luck, at this time, there are people with strong soul cultivation to save you, but this time, you won't have a chance!"

Yan Xue Ge said in a deep voice, constantly looking at the sword of the king to convey aura, the terrifying sword light, like the summer sun, is very dazzling.

In his heart, not to mention how angry he was!

There are not many strong people in the family, and after the attack of Boya, at least half of the elders, the soul is the first, and they cannot improve their strength for life, and some serious ones will also have sequelae and be tortured for life.

If it were possible, he really wanted to kill Li Tang with a sword!

"Maybe you're going to be disappointed! This king travels, will he only bring a martial saint?"

Li Tang smiled, and the black and white impermanence figure appeared beside him, with a powerful momentum, which made Yan Hanfeng's complexion change drastically.

Is that possible?

There are actually two Martial Saints......

"It's over!"

Yan Hanfeng's face was full of bitterness, no matter how stupid he was at this moment, he understood that the City Lord's Mansion was a trap, and it was a bureau designed by Li Tang to subdue the seventy-two clans.

Looking at the artifact in his hand, the sword that followed the ancestors and made great achievements, when black and white impermanence appeared, it also lost its brilliance and became dim and ordinary.

Artifact, in front of the ghosts and gods of black and white impermanence, how dare they be arrogant.

"Waiting for the Lord, a ghost is coming!"

At this time, Bai Wuchang looked to the west and secretly transmitted the word.

"What ......the hell?

Li Tang frowned slightly, and just as he was about to ask, he saw ripples in the space in front of him, and a terrifying black shadow flew out, wearing a pitch-black battle armor, with a strong ghostly aura, which made people's hearts palpitate.

"Truly, I haven't seen the sun for a long time, but it's still so lively!"

The picket was wearing a black and red official robe, and finally flew out of the crack in the space, said with a smile on his face, and finally cast his gaze on the ghost and god battle array.

Seeing this, the smoke and cold wind kept beating the drum in my heart!

Could it be that these people are related to the seventy-two clans?

"Bold, human ants, why don't you kneel when you see the City God's Picket?" a ghost soldier asked loudly.

After hearing this, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and he cast a satisfied color, although the warriors in the world don't need to kneel at all when they see the people in the city, but he likes to see the warriors in the world, kneeling.

(End of chapter)