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Feng Qi didn't have time to think about it, tugged on Ye Chonglang's sleeve, and said eagerly: "Hurry up, the demon is about to come out." ”

Ye Chonglang slashed towards the end of the song with an ember of evil, gently pressed the strings that still had lingering, and suddenly turned sideways and grabbed Feng Qi with one hand, lowered his head, and another light kiss was imprinted on her lips.

"I can't go, if I go, will there be a living mouth within a radius of ten miles?"

"What do you care about now?" Feng Qi suddenly became anxious, "The demon will open the seal, count them unlucky......"

"If you don't have a living mouth, how can you become famous?"

Feng Qi frowned incredibly, why did Yumu's head value fame and fortune so much at this time?

Ye Chonglang smiled shallowly, as if everything was not out of his expectations, "If you fail to become famous in the first battle, what will I marry you?" ”

With a bang, Feng Qi's mind seemed to explode something sweet and sour, and she looked at Ye Chonglang in a daze, the cheeks were out of place...... It's piping hot.

In fact, Ye Chonglang's reputation in the Xianmen family has been spread for many years, his status, prestige, qualifications, and cultivation skills have made many people talk about it, and he has never had a remarkable record, and he said at the moment...... If you fail to make a name for yourself in the first battle, what will you marry......

Did he plan it a long time ago? He can fight those demons and save the lives of those immortal disciples, to prove that he has been famous all over the world for so many years.

He may have also thought of it, if under his efforts to turn the tide, the Demon General's Death would still be opened......

No way!

Feng Qi's head suddenly seemed to be poured with a basin of cold water, and he instantly sobered up a lot, and he had to keep his life to become famous!

"I don't want to be hired by the world, even if you are an unknown peddler and a pawn, I will marry you, okay?"

Ye Chonglang looked at her quietly, "But the world doesn't allow it." ”

This is true, at least Ye Daiyi is not allowed now, Feng Qi said directly: "Then elope, okay?" ”

Ye Chonglang tilted his head, "No." ”

Feng Qi: "......", the stubbornness of the lonely bamboo, why did it have to attack at this time?

Don't make trouble, it doesn't matter if you hide it deeply, self-confidence is good, but conceit is a disaster!

It is true that the four demon generals just now were definitely not scared away by Ye Chonglang, but they gave Ye Chonglang an unusual confidence?

Even if the demon general Ye Chonglang is not afraid, it can only prove that the demon world is as weak as ever, but it cannot prove that Ye Chonglang is strong!

The rabble on the opposite side will definitely not be able to help, no matter how strong Ye Chonglang is, he is only a twenty-one-year-old rookie from the Xianmen.

No one can fight alone with the demon general, even if it is a dream, as long as it is not rampant outside to provoke encirclement and suppression, it is easy not to worry about his life. No one can single out the Demon General, not even the God Emperor of the God Realm!

If you want to kill a demon general and become famous, it's no problem, I let Qingye and Su Ning cooperate with you, what kind of posture do you want...... You can't get into trouble!

However, I suddenly heard a string sound.

Ye Chonglang's hand was still pressed on the strings and did not move.

And as the strings sounded, only to hear a bang, a dark red figure soared into the air, the ink hair was messy, and there was also a long piano in front of him, but it was pitch black and couldn't even reflect the light, that was ...... Heavenly Sorrow Ghost Qin!

It seemed that in an instant, even the sky darkened a lot, and the sound of the song was strange like a ghostly world, and the sound waves were bubbling and spreading like a yin wind, and the sound was piercing and hideous, like the howl of a group of evil ghosts, and the sound was ...... It seems to be able to drill into people's minds.

Feng Qi smothered a mouthful of blood in his chest, his eyes suddenly darkened, and he was almost unconscious.

She is a mortal, she is reborn, and the music of the demon will not hurt her, but the heavenly ghost qin, that is for killing.

The immortal sect disciples who survived the catastrophe on the cliff high ground opposite had already run away, but unfortunately, in a short period of time, they had not run far enough.

The sound of the Heavenly Sorrow Ghost Piano can cover a radius of ten miles, shrouded in it, and no one can run away.

Those immortal disciples subconsciously covered their ears, but they couldn't stop the attack of Qin Yin at all, no one was an exception, no one had the ability to protect anyone, there was no way to avoid it, there was no way to escape, and in an instant, many people's seven orifices began to bleed out.

The sorrowful strings moved, and the music climbed to an unprecedented height as soon as it started, thick as a mountain and ethereal as a cloud, buzzing through the terrifying golden sound in the piano, like a terrible ghost tearing apart and howling, and even the sound wave was as high as the sea, and it once pressed back the darkness of the world.

Feng Qi stood behind Ye Chonglang, suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and as soon as he lowered his head, a mouthful of blood still fell into the loess in front of him.

One demon together, the sound of the two people seems to be playing in the void, as the so-called road is one foot high and the demon is one foot high, the sound of the heavenly sorrowful ghost qin has risen again and again, mixed with the music of the demon looming, but again and again, the sound of the sad qin is also pulling to a higher height, and the ghost sound is crushed again and again.

The sound waves converged in the void, and the music of the earth roared, as if the sky had collapsed, as if the sky had fallen, as if the heroes of the war between gods and demons had been recreated.

Ye Chonglang didn't look back, obviously he didn't have the strength to take care of her anymore, but he had just escaped from the seal, and the skill of the Tragic Ghost Qin that day was probably less than thirty percent at the moment.

Sancheng has made most of the Xianmen disciples unable to resist, and Sancheng has made Ye Chonglang do his best in a short period of time.

Feng Qi took out the silver hairpin that he had replaced before in his arms, and squatted down without hesitation to stab into the blood that fell to the ground, within a radius of three miles, there should be the corpses of the demon soldiers led by the Death Cause, and it will not arouse suspicion if he appears now, but can he convince the Death......

"I'm Fengqi."

The tune of the Heavenly Sorrow Ghost Qin changed, avoiding the people who were psychic with him, and no longer indiscriminately destroying the creatures of the ten miles.

Feng Qi's heart was slightly relieved, at the very least, this was a response to her.

"Death, get out of here, the demon world will be destroyed, this place should not stay for a long time, everything will be considered in the long run."

Suddenly, Qian Yan, who was hovering in mid-air, came over, and he could see that maybe it was just Ye Chonglang, but he didn't use his soul to transmit the sound, and with his profound cultivation skills, he overwhelmed the two qin sounds, and as soon as he spoke, he was solemn and ruthless, like a judgment under the netherworld, "I once said that who you are, not because of who you used to be." So now, who are you? ”

"I'm the Demon Commander Fengqi."

"Prove it to me."

Feng Qi was dumbfounded, how can this be proved? What he asked her to prove was not her identity, but her position.

Perhaps from the very beginning, Qian's attitude towards her was like this, he never looked down on her because she was a god general, nor was he happy that she had fallen into the devil's path, of course, he never doubted her because she was a god general, but he never trusted her because she fell into the devil's way.

He is always looking at her current position, not asking about the cause or the consequences.

But at this moment, where did she go to prove her position to Qianji?

And at this moment, the shock from the ground under his feet became more and more violent, the high slope loess, the deep depression, the ground cliff wall cracked inch by inch, the angry wind swept the yellow dust in the dark, as if the ground was lifted off a layer, and the arms covered with dry bones covered with armor stretched out from the sinuous and broken cracks. The high slope collapsed, the flat ground sank, and the corpse of a demon soldier stood up from the sand, Bai Sensen's bones, the remnants of armor shining with cold light, the sword shattered, and the iron shield cracked, but it was a little more terrifying than what I had seen in the night.

A heart-rending exclamation came from the opposite side, those Xianmen disciples had already been shocked by the Heavenly Sorrow Ghost Qin, and then although there was a balance of the sound of the sad Qin, but at this moment, the corpses under their feet were drilled out, and they were already shocked in an instant, and the swords and guns fell to the ground, and when Kankan came back to his senses and wanted to pick up the defense, he had already been cut off by the remnants of the blade that had fallen impressively.

"The demon soldiers obey the order, stand by on the spot, and do not act rashly!"

Feng Qi gave an order, and the corpses of the demon soldiers all over the mountains stopped, and even some of the remnants were already inches away from those immortal disciples, but they still abruptly stopped putting away their swords, standing up straight, waiting for the demon general to give another order.

However, the sound of the Heavenly Sorrow Ghost Qin was high, the sound waves were as hideous as it could tear people's bodies apart, the music was treacherous as if it could smash people's souls, and the ghosts and ghosts cried and the Netherworld Hell was pressed down again, and the screams were deafening, chilling and shivering, and the eerie chill went straight into the mind and rushed straight to the state of mind.

"That's what you gave me?" The voice of the dead seemed to float above the netherworld, like the lord of a realm.

The mournful sound of the piano also climbed again, and the sound of the piano was attached to the slightest flexibility, the sound of the piano became more and more rapid & urgent, almost impermeable between the tones, and the string notes converged in mid-air, like a tight and flexible net, enveloping the ghost sound in it and pressing it into the abyssal ground.

Punish the demon, Shu Ling, Ye Chonglang actually fused the two hard-to-practice piano songs of the lonely bamboo into one, and the strings of wind blocked from the surroundings of the sorrow, and the frightening sword spike fluttered and flew...... This may not be the case that he did his best, after all, the shock did not come out.

But the skill that has been sealed for many years is also gradually awakening, only to hear a vast hum from the Heavenly Sorrowful Ghost Qin, the demon general ordered, kill!

"The demon will be here, who would dare to act rashly?!"

Suddenly, the Heavenly Sorrow Ghost Qin emitted a high-pitched sharp sound, and the sound fell like thunder, resounding through the clouds, piercing the clouds and cracking stones, and then, the corpses of the demon soldiers all over the mountains and fields almost at the same moment, slammed the ground like a burst, without exception, all turned into a piece of flying ash.

The sky is dark, the ashes are all over the sky, and the sound of the heavenly sorrow ghost qin is like a tangible body through the bone powder of the corpse, blocking the surrounding air, and there is no way to enter the heavens and the earth, as if everyone has been buried alive by the bone meal, and there is no room for respite at all.

Angry at the death, ten miles of floating slaughter, has never been a legend.

And at this moment, Ye Chonglang suddenly moved, only to see a shocking buzz out of the sheath, he dodged out and swept towards the death with his sword.

But he obviously had gone, and there was still an identical figure standing behind the piano, still stroking the strings, and the sound of the piano had not diminished in the slightest.

Clearing?! Feng Qi's eyes widened, this move, she had only seen it in the library of Guzhu, those legends that were buried in the pile of old papers, the thousand-year-old family of Guzhu, how many generations of disciples with excellent qualifications have spent their lives, it seems to be ...... Only two old men can transform into an instantaneous phantom.

And Ye Chonglang ...... He is twenty-one......