"Is this ...... 'vacuum'?"

"Vacuum!"

"It's ......"

There is no shortage of leaders of the forbidden faction among the masters here, and even for musicians of their rank, the 'vacuum' that symbolizes 'semi-aetherization' is not out of reach. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Each school has different techniques and is able to enter the same level. But Ye Qingxuan has obviously fallen to the distortion level!

However, without relying on any control, or even expending any energy, Ye Qingxuan's body actually replaced the 'blood circulation' with the 'aether circulation' on its own, and entered the semi-aetheric realm.

Moreover, at this moment, the 'semi-etherization' revealed by Ye Qingxuan has surpassed everyone present, and has even reached the level of 'weird'.

You must know that the 'vacuum' of the forbidden faction is emulated by the 'Shadow Aoi' among the four living creatures, which purely interferes with its own nature and blends with all things, and its difficulty and harshness are far greater than those of other factions.

And at this moment, the realm that Ye Qingxuan has revealed, there is no doubt that it has become a part of the etheric cycle.

In other words, as long as Ye Qingxuan becomes a master, after removing the last shackles, he can even cross the sea of ether and enter the deepest part of the ether realm on his own to explore.

And just when everyone was stunned, Ye Qingxuan's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Found you!"

At that moment, he finally found a faint light in the elements of the scepter and countless music theories.

In the heart of Schuber's staff, in the most hinterland, a faint flame burned with difficulty, like a broken candle in a storm.

It was the spark of consciousness, the last consciousness left of the owner of this shell.

With the words of the sacred scriptures as a bridge, the two sides are connected as one, but in the end they are distinguished. That consciousness is the firewood, which makes the scepter burn vigorously.

Faint and small, but crucial!

And Ye Qingxuan finally found a solution to Schubert's suicide.

In the silence, his expression changed, and in the end, he turned into a decisive one.

Then, pulling out a pitch-black branch from his bosom.

At that moment, everyone gasped.

- Rotten Black Branch!

I didn't expect this chief judge to hide such a terrible thing on his body!

In the musician's senses, where is the branch? It is the crack leading to the abyss! Even though the abyss is now gone, the vicious music theory preserved by the branch has not diminished in the slightest.

If the abyss is a quagmire for ordinary musicians, then the black branches of the abyss rooted in the abyss draw the darkest power, and the plants brewed are the poison of poison.

Over the course of a thousand years, the Abyssal Tree had three branches, one of which was dedicated to the Hundred Eyes, which was given to Gaius, who killed the Pope at one point. And the other one threw itself at Ye Qingxuan when Meng Ti was in a hurry, but was sealed by him and preserved to this day.

And at this moment, that corrupt black branch was in Ye Qingxuan's hand, and a white flower quietly bloomed on the fork.

Exuberant.

But it made everyone's scalps tingle.

Oden's face turned pale: "Your Excellency, you shouldn't ......"

"That's right. ”

Ye Qingxuan grinned and stabbed down his palm.

Silently, the rotten black branches submerged into the old nun's heart.

Collapse!

A loud bang erupted.

The music theory of the saints, who represents the sacred cauldron, and the corrupt black branches, which represent the essence of the abyss, collide in one place.

At that moment, there was silence, only the sound of everyone gasping for air.

Witnessing the scene of the first death in history, the faces of the masters turned green, and their eyes almost popped out of their sockets. If it weren't for Ye Qingxuan's life being held in Ye Qingxuan's hands at this moment, almost everyone would have run away.

"Don't worry. ”

Ye Qingxuan still had room to turn around and smile at them:

"I do this a lot. ”

Before the words fell, a loud bang burst out.

Rumble!

A terrifying stream of light gushed out from her seven orifices, like an immeasurable light brewing from her old shell, shining through all darkness and purifying all evil and filth.

Everyone's eyelids jumped wildly, and they all subconsciously lay on the ground, waiting for the next wave of music theory.

In my heart, I was extremely disappointed and regretful.

Death!

This is really death!

Knowing that Ye Qingxuan had died like this, they still wiped their necks in the ruins as soon as possible, saving them the next torture.

Putting the gift of the Divine Cauldron and the plants of the Abyss in one place, the two that are incompatible with each other will never offset each other, but will only bring destruction and calamity.

At that time, the turbulent music theory will directly tear the entire hall apart, and the fateful chapters of all the musicians within three blocks will fall apart, and then the seven holes will bleed and die on the streets.

As for what will happen next, it's not something they will care about when they go back.

Anyway, by that time they would have been dead long ago.

But lying on the ground, staring for a long time, the expected destruction did not come. When they looked up, they only saw Ye Qingxuan's happy smile, and his face was illuminated by the faint cold moonlight.

Moonlight, bursting from his fingertips.

At this moment, in the sense of the masters, Schubert's scepter had collapsed and condensed into a point, and it was-for-tat with the rotten black branch. The first moment the two sides sensed each other, they erupted into a chain reaction, and without even any operation, they gathered all their forces and collided with each other.

This is the conflict engraved in the core of the music theory of the sacred cauldron and the abyss, and it can be expected that in the next moment, Schubert and the corrupt black branch will burst out with all their power, leaving no room for a fierce fight.

When the time comes, the old nun will evaporate in an instant, Ye Qingxuan will be better, and will be wiped out after a snap of a finger, and then the masters will turn into flesh in the cruel ravages of the aftermath, and the terrifying pillar of light will rise to the sky, tearing the dome of the ruined hall, and finally, the torrent of destruction will fall from the sky......

But time seemed to stop here.

In Ye Qingxuan's hands.

For others, this is an unsolvable knot, but for a bold animal like Ye Qingxuan...... He's so experienced! Having harnessed the Silent Moon with the Sacred Cauldron and the music theory of the Hundred Eyes, it was a breeze for him to manage this-for-tat power.

The outbursts and impacts of the two sides on each other gave Ye Qingxuan the best way to intervene.

And at that moment, a thin ray of moonlight popped out of his fingertips.

The pure white moonlight was like frost condensation, so dim and thin that it was as small as dust compared to the terrifying magnitude of the two sides. But it was precisely this speck of dust that fell between the two sides and brought an incredible miracle.

In an instant, the conflict was smoothed out.

The coming uproar was stillborn, before that ray of moonlight.