"What is the relationship between Mo Ran and Hongchen Wanderer?"

"Play a song for him alone!"

"Are we all Mo Ran's foils?"

Many Spirit Fetal Realm cultivators looked at Mo Ran with a look of disgruntle.

"After the concert, I must meet him!"

"Me too!"

Many Spirit Fetal Realm peak cultivators had a glint of jealousy in their eyes.

"This is a killing!"

Feeling the sharp gazes like pinprick eyes, Mo Ran couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly.

Uncle is sending him to the cusp of the storm.

Let him be the target of public criticism!

Hated by the powerhouses of the Ten Thousand Soul Fetal Realm!

It's clear that you want to pit your nephew!

This pit is dug too deep!

"It's too long!"

The peach blossom fairy blushed and smiled like a peach blossom.

The little princess Yun Lan and Lu Wan also looked at Mo Ran, and they couldn't hide their smiles and appreciation.

smiled and asked the sky, and also cast a surprised look at Mo Ran.

Mo Ran's eyes met him, and he immediately turned his face away.

Still secretly angry!

Sit beside Mo Ran.

Under the blue veil, the clear and pure eyes also revealed a touch of confusion.

Hongchen Wanderer's attention to Mo Ran.

More than she could have imagined!

She is also a Nirvana Phoenix!

Hongchen Wanderer only saved her life!

Never said anything about helping her get revenge.

Of course.

She didn't open her mouth either.

She wants to avenge this revenge herself!

But she could feel it clearly.

Hongchen Wanderer's treatment of Mo Ran is completely different from her treatment!

and Mo Ran are obviously much closer.

For the relationship between Hongchen Youzi and Mo Ran.

She is also full of curiosity.

There may be a deep secret in this!

"Wow!"

The crowd erupted in exclamation.

I can't help but look at the stage.

Wow!

Center of the stage.

The red dust wanderer patted the storage bag.

Pause.

Musical instruments, flying out of the storage bag.

Lined up in the air.

Several rows at once!

Banhu, Erhu, Gaohu, Low-Hu, Gehu, Jinghu, Leiqin.

Pipa, Yueqin, Da Ruan, Zhong Ruan, Xiao Ruan, Qin Qin, Liuqin, Zheng, Se, Guqin.

Xylophone, dulcimer, drum, cymbal, big gong, small gong, cymbal, wooden fish, cloud gong, shaker, brass bell, reed.

Flute, Xiao, suona, Xun, siren, trumpet.

There are also some instruments that cannot be named.

These instruments shine brightly.

The most impressive thing is.

These instruments are all at the Dao level!

"It's too extravagant!"

"All of them are Dao weapons!"

In the entire Tianyin Temple.

More than 10,000 Spirit Fetal Realm cultivators were all crazy.

It's a real big scene!

You can only meet once in a lifetime!

"Uncle's attainments in music and rhythm are too terrifying!"

Mo Ran looked at the musical instruments arranged in mid-air, his face full of shock.

He is a person who cultivates the sword formation.

Naturally, I knew how difficult it was to manipulate so many flying swords at the same time.

He is known as the soon-to-be-succeeded Thousand Medicine Pill King, the future Supreme of the Hidden Cloud Country!

But now, he can only urge twenty-four flying swords!

And they are all at the level of high-grade treasure weapons.

The most powerful is nothing more than the Supreme Treasure Weapon level!

And the uncle has hundreds of musical instruments.

All of them are at the Dao level!

There is no comparison at all!

The gap is too big!

Xiao Wentian is also a generation of supreme!

Crush fellow cultivators!

One person can deal with a group of strong people of the same level!

But compared to the uncle.

It is also the gap to reach unimaginable!

"This trip was not in vain!"

"I'm glad I got a ticket!"

"100 million spirit stones, it's worth it!"

In the Tianyin Palace, many people applauded.

Amazed.

Many of the nuns had flushed faces.

I was so excited that I couldn't help myself.

Many male cultivators are clenched into fists.

Numb!

These hundreds of Taoist artifacts were arranged at once.

Everyone, is shocked!

"All the while, I've struggled with it!"

"Limited to Boundless Despair!"

"Until one day, I saw a ray of light!"

The uncle whispered softly.

Suddenly.

The entire Tianyin Hall was quiet.

I couldn't even hear the sound of breathing.

Needle drops can be heard.

Only the uncle's voice echoed melodiously in the Tianyin Temple.

Boom!

The piano sounded.

Sultry.

Bite!

Copper bell windless automatic.

In an instant, everyone entered the artistic conception created by the uncle.

Nobody cares.

These sounds, how they are played.

Mo Ran sat at the front.

These voices, for him, the impact is even stronger.

Just in the beginning.

He can still hear these beautiful songs.

But gradually.

He found that he couldn't even hear the music.

Suddenly appeared on a boundless battlefield.

The sky was dark.

The earth was stained red with blood.

The blood as red as ink gathered into rivers.

Countless corpses, piled up.

The sound of the fight shook the sky.

People keep falling!

Rumble!

An incomparably powerful sword light suddenly slashed towards Mo Ran.

There is no consideration.

Mo Ran immediately urged the No Regrets Sword Formation.

Unleash a sword without regrets, and will attack the flying sword and cut it off in one go!

Rumble!

Soon, another sword light struck.

Mo Ran followed the crowd and fought forward.

By his side.

People kept falling.

The more you move forward.

The fewer people around, the less.

Mo Ran's head and face were all over his body, all of which were soaked in blood.

And the enemy in front of him is like not being able to kill it all.

More and more.

The sword light that came at him was also getting stronger and stronger.

He felt extremely tired.

The spiritual power in the body is also about to be exhausted.

Unsustainable.

This battle seems to be doomed!

At all costs.

It's impossible to win!

There is only one ending.

Die!

Just when Mo Ran felt extremely desperate.

In the distance.

A round of red sun, I don't know when it appeared.

A ray of light!

Shine on the earth!

Give people unlimited power!

Wow!

Blood rained down.

A crowd of people who fell on the ground.

One by one, they all stood up again.

There was a sparkle of determination in his eyes.

Urging the flying sword.

With the belief that you will win, you will go forward.

Mo Ran also felt it.

In the light of the dawn.

His strength has also become stronger.

It seems to have endless power.

Anything.

Can't stop him!

"Swords are like stars!"

Mo Ran shouted.

In a flash.

Thousands of flying swords flew out of his head.

It's like a starry star.

Flashing with the brightest light.

Rumble!

An indescribable enemy fell in front of you.

Mo Ran is invincible.

Kill forward.

Victory.

Already in sight!

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

A shout suddenly woke Mo Ran up.

Mo Ran hurriedly opened his eyes.

found that on the Tianyin Palace, many people were waving their fists.

Shout.

Center of the stage.

The uncle was dressed in a green shirt with a faint smile on his face.

All the sounds of the music are gone.

It's the end of the song!

Mo Ran, this is the aftertaste.

Everything that has just been experienced.

It's all unreal!

But so real.

Close your eyes.

Everything seems to be in front of you.

Vividly!

Lifelike!

This moment.

Mo Ran was even in a trance.

Finally.

Which is Unreal?

Which is the reality?

PS: Thank you for the 399 book coins rewarded by Liu Qian, thank you for the 100 book coins rewarded by the book friend Zeming, thank the book friend Yiye Zhiqiu for the 100 book coins, thank the book friend for looking back and reward the 100 book coins, thank the book friend for the rest of your life, please be kind to me for the 100 book coins, thank you very much!