The song came with the cold wind, and disappeared again in an instant, making Ye Qingxuan's heart furry again.

The buddy hanging on the tree in front of him was obviously one of the few people sent by the house. Before coming in, he must have been alive and well, and it was no problem to fight a dozen of them, but now he has inexplicably turned into a corpse, hanging on a tree like a broken doll.

All the blood was drained and poured into the blood path below, and the corpse was as dry as firewood.

Ye Qingxuan looked at the 'firewood', and the 'firewood' was also looking at him.

Looking at it, there were sticky tears left in the shriveled eyes.

"Save me, save me. ”

His jawless lips twitched, and he pleaded in a muffled voice: "Help, no, kill, kill me......"

Still alive?

As soon as he made a sound, his shriveled corpse quickly swelled, like dozens of rats swimming among them, biting something, rising and rising.

Until finally, something swallowed the last bit of his flesh and burst out of his belly!

Boom!

With a muffled sound, Ye Qingxuan quickly retreated, but he still felt that it was dark in front of him.

Then, he felt something rushing towards him.

He didn't have time to think about it, he raised his palm, and the void in front of him smashed out - a multiple-note play. In an instant, hundreds of notes are compressed in the same instant, forming a movement that bursts forward.

The melody overlapped and turned into a hoarse whisper, proclaiming:

"-Don't let the Three Realms turn to ashes!"

The darkness was torn apart, and it was torn apart by a violent electric light, which burst forward like a torrent, and the heat drummed up, engulfing the thing that had rushed at it and the corpse.

In a hurry, Ye Qingxuan didn't dare to leave his hand. Defending instead of attacking, as soon as you make a move, it is the strongest killing move in your hand - the Eye of Indra.

After the ascension ritual, his strength was finally minimized, and he no longer needed to spend blood to drive. But when I came like this, I suddenly felt difficult.

The Eye of Indra is the best at destruction, let alone monsters. Even if there is a third-order musician on the opposite side now, who is covered with defenses and shields, he can be disabled in one move.

Soon, the moonlight in Ye Qingxuan's eyes lit up again, peeking through the darkness.

The hanging corpse fell to the ground and was reduced to splinters, and the strange thing that jumped out of its belly rolled on the ground, already charred and black.

Like a child.

But its limbs were slender, and its charred face was like that of a wild animal. It twitched and rolled on the ground, its charred body cracking, and something like dust floated out of it.

The dust melted into the wind.

Soon. It stopped moving, and quickly petrified and collapsed, turning into a cloud of powder, which quickly dissipated without a trace. Only the wreckage was left, and Ye Qingxuan, who was stunned.

Quickly, he reacted, and after a moment of contemplation, he pulled two coins out of his pocket. Throw it into the depths of the street with all your might.

The coin tumbles in the air and hits the ground. Make a crisp sound.

Bite~

A small sound sounded, and then, Ye Qingxuan could see it clearly, and the dust around the coin suddenly floated out of thin air, converging in the same place, swimming away like a living thing. Finally engulf the coin.

Soon, the dust dissipated without a trace, and the coin had lost its sparkle and corroded into scrap metal. Without reaching for a bang, it crumbles into a few grains of iron sand. Rolled into the darkness in the wind.

Ye Qingxuan was covered in cold sweat when he saw it.

- Sure enough, this is the 'black zone'

The so-called black zone is actually a general term for the dark world on the map. It's like the safe zone that is best suited for human habitation - the white zone, the unstable zone - the yellow zone, and the danger zone - the red zone.

The black zone is the zone of death.

In fact, there are not many places that can truly be called black zones, even in the dark world.

In this area, the anomalous aether has been mutated, without any control or restraint, and the entire environment has been eroded, transformed into an anomalous area with no common sense to speak of.

The slightest trigger of an extraneous sound can lead to unpredictable reactions and consequences.

It's like coughing on a snowy mountain and causing an avalanche, or even worse than that. Because compared to human common sense, it is already another world.

It's like now......

According to Ye Qingxuan's guess, any external interference would probably lead to the erosion and assimilation of the Shadow of Avalon, that is...... And it merges with it.

I'm afraid that the person who was hung up just now was like this, causing the darkness that was sleeping in it, and in an instant he fell into a tragic state of not being able to survive but not to die.

His companions did not dare to pay attention to him, and left him behind.

Ye Qingxuan's heart was also shocked, fortunately, the Eye of Indra didn't go all out just now, otherwise that thunder alone would be enough for him to drink several pots, and he would have to shed his skin if he didn't die.

I'm afraid that any movement here will have unpredictable consequences, right?

However, even if you don't make a sound, you can't say that it's absolutely safe. The flash of his hand just now has obviously attracted a lot of ...... who are staying here the hell.

Crackle, crackle......

In the sound of cracking, behind the rotten walls, under the broken green bricks, something gradually emerged. A viscous black aura seeped out of it.

Under the bleak moonlight, they clinged to all kinds of substances, transforming into ape monsters, invisible ghosts, water demons and other uncertain images, condensing into entities, surrounding from all directions.

The red pupils looked at where Ye Qingxuan was, stunned for a moment, and then let out a furious hiss.

Because there is nothing left there.

Hearing the screams behind him, Ye Qingxuan sped up.

Run, of course run!

If you don't run, are you waiting for these guys to rush up like a stabbed hornet for 300 rounds? It's all like this here, and God knows what will happen after the battle is in a mess.

Life is short, don't get along with yourself.

It wasn't until he had run far enough that Ye Qingxuan stopped, gasping tiredly, only to feel that the shadow of Avalon was too evil. He had now penetrated deep into the lower city, and the deeper he went, the more sluggish the sense between himself and the aether became. It's like when a fish leaves the water, the sense becomes thinner and thinner.

The foundation of musicians is being stripped away, and if it were an ordinary musician, I am afraid that it would be no different from ordinary people now......

"It's really terrible, if you have the ability to do something worse than this, I'll ......wear it," Ye Qingxuan muttered in a low voice. Suddenly he sensed that something was wrong and looked up.

On the dead tree overhead, a pair of red eyes were looking at him. The stark eyes of those things spread their black wings and soared into the air.

Immediately after, a high-pitched croaking noise is emitted.

What's more upsetting than poking a hornet's nest?

- Stabbed the crow's nest!

In an instant, on the dead trees, thousands of dead birds of calamity flew up from the branches and surrounded Ye Qingxuan's head. Like a black cloud, the cloud made a sharp sound, like an alarm bell.

The terrible sound of shattering rang out one after another, and it was a demon attracted by the screams of the dead birds. In the midst of a roar, a dark spring gushed out, and demons emerged from the ruined houses and wells, draining the water around the place.

Without an order, they scrambled to pounce on Ye Qingxuan, who was stunned.

That moment. The boy laughed instead of being angry.

"You think you're going to eat me, do you?!"

He gritted his teeth and raised his cane. Follow me in slow motion with my left hand and right hand......

Rumble!!!!

The low and grand sound of the horn suddenly burst out, and the ether rippled, and it quickly converged towards Ye Qingxuan-in this hellish environment, he was still able to mobilize the ether!

What if you don't have induction?

He didn't rely on induction to play music in the first place!

From the very beginning, he did not rely on the aid of the external environment - the interpretation method was originally the music theory formed by Abraham combined with his own pioneering experience in the dark world. In terms of application, the adaptability to any environment is the strongest.

Regardless of whether it is a black zone or a white zone, as long as the essence of the aether has not changed, then he will be able to deduce a new way of playing again with the interpretation method, and maintain the most basic combat power.

Now in the past, Ye Qingxuan's rote memorization formula, the classical period of more than 500 records of each note. The total number of classics, which few people have been able to sort out so far, has finally come into play.

Now, it's ......

- Barren Mountain Night!

The sound of a high-pitched trumpet burst forth, followed by a melody like a storm of demons singing in the fire, and countless witches and cultists singing and dancing around the campfire, for the dawn was approaching, with a madness that had reached the end of the road.

In an instant, the shadows of all demons froze in mid-air, unable to move.

Invisible ropes stretched out of the void, binding them in layers.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of the horn burst out of thin air again, carrying a vast aura like the scorching sun, condensing a real and true light.

This is the shadow of Avalon, there is no sun here, but at this moment, in the dark lower city, there is a blazing light.

It was firelight.

The blazing glow at the stake.

Collapse, collapse, collapse!

Pitch-black cast-iron crosses rose from the ground like a forest, and they had been burned to crimson with blue-purple flames. The invisible force pulled the demons over and crucified them one by one, causing them to let out a terrible scream.

Among the hundreds of limbs, mouth, nose and facial features, flames gushed out!

The light of the fire dispelled the darkness, and even the lower town of Avalon's Shadow fell silent for an instant. At this moment, there is only the fire of punishment and the sound of the clarion call of sanctions.

In just half a minute, all the demons were burned to ashes, and the dark aura was permanently purified and disappeared without a trace. The crows in mid-air also fell, fell into the embers, and were burned to the ground.

This is the signature movement of the Inquisition in the past, the 'Night on the Barren Mountain' that made countless demons tremble!

Immediately afterwards, Ye Qingxuan's eyes turned black and his legs were weak.

Some collapsed.

In an instant, such a wide range of purification movements were launched against hundreds of demons, although there was a bonus from the Barren Mountain Night, but Ye Qingxuan had just touched a little edge of the third-order musician, and Rao had the assistance of Lola, and he couldn't help but collapse a little.

He leaned against the wall, panting, glaring viciously at the shadow of the city in the distance, gesticulating a gesture that was not inferior!

"If you have the ability, you will suffer again...... Damn, big brother, I was wrong!

Before he could finish speaking, a roar suddenly sounded in the distance, and a frenzied coercion erupted out of thin air. Ye Qingxuan couldn't help but want to slap himself, this crow's mouth!

But the frenzied coercion became stronger and stronger, and his bones were about to shatter.

From a long distance, he could feel that a pair of dead eyes were locking on him, and then, the war horse neighed!

How do you say that...... Hit the small ones, and came the old ones.

He secretly complained in his heart, he knew that he wouldn't choose such a big trick, but unfortunately, he really had no other alternative, and there was no regret medicine in the world to take.

Then, the wall at the end of the street shattered.

The green bricks were shattered under the beating of the iron hooves, and the stone powder flew up, ignited by the cold flame on the horse's hooves, and turned into flying sparks. The dancing sparks illuminated the black horse.

The decapitated giant horse, surrounded by black gas, condensed into the phantom of all kinds of hideous heads, and let out a neighing roar. Everywhere they passed, all the demons were forcibly pressed to the ground by the violent coercion, and their bones were shattered.

Just the mount is already so powerful.

And on top of the war horse, the knight was shrouded in heavy armor, and only pressed his long sword in his hand. In the darkness under the armor, there was a pair of silent eyes, and the pupils were full of murderous intent.

“......”

At that moment, Ye Qingxuan couldn't help but curse a dirty word.

That pair of armor, Ye Qingxuan clearly recognized--anyone who has read the Anglo Historical Illustrated Book should remember it in their hearts-it was the knight of the Round Table who was a warrior under the command of King Arthur in the past, who slew endless demons to open up the land, was remembered for his loyalty and bravery, and was finally beheaded by King Arthur himself!

"- Percival!"

He gritted his teeth, only to feel that his body was pushed by an invisible force, and he slammed into the wall behind him with a bang, and pressed into the wall, unable to move.

Just a gaze, just a gaze!

The horses neighed.

Percival rode the headless horse like a tide of darkness, thundering. In the midst of the gallop, the long sword at his waist slammed out of its sheath, and the blade trembled with a sharp aftersound.

It's just that aftersound that cut off the music that Ye Qingxuan was still brewing - there was no power to fight back!

At that moment, Ye Qingxuan closed his eyes and yelled in his heart: Lola, if you watch the excitement again, I will die!

No one responded.

He froze, and looked up to see the dim moonlight: at some point, he had gone too deep.

"That's it?"

In the next moment, Percival's steel armor was already close at hand, and the blade of the sword was reflected in the eyes of those dead eyes, and the blade was raised in his hand, cutting through the moonlight in the sky.

Followed by......

Chop!

The moonlight shattered, and the boy's head flew high.

Die with a grievance or everlasting regret. (To be continued.) )