readx;? Chapter 355: Qin Se Eight Notes

Everyone in the Red Sleeve Pavilion on Tianxiang Mountain was enjoying a peaceful life, and there were also many disciples preparing for the opening of the flood gate in less than a month. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Li Meili, what happened, why are you in such a hurry and panic?" Seeing Li Meili running up from the bottom of the mountain in a panic, the Red Sleeve Pavilion disciples on both sides of the road all asked with puzzled expressions.

"Pavilion。。。。。。 Where is the Pavilion Master? I want to see the Pavilion Master, tell me quickly. In a hurry, Li Meimei's pace was disordered, and she stumbled and fell to the ground. The disciples of the Red Sleeve Pavilion on the side all stepped forward one after another and helped him up. Before the others could speak, Li Meili anxiously asked everyone about the whereabouts of the pavilion master.

"What the hell is going on? Why do you want to see the Pavilion Master, the Pavilion Master is now in retreat and cultivation in the back mountain, and no outsiders are allowed to disturb him. If it's nothing serious, just tell Senior Sister Fushino. ”

The fiefdom Keyuan ghost Kao Yu hated the most obvious ship, "No, this is not a trivial matter, and the pavilion master must be reported." Someone is coming, Xiao Fen is attacked, and now it is estimated that 。。。。。。 Seeing Xiao Fen's miserable appearance, Li Meili thought that Xiao Fen would definitely not last long. Thinking that Xiao Fen might die, Li Meili stopped talking when the words came to her lips. Tears of sadness and fear could no longer be held back, and quickly slipped from the corners of their eyes.

"No, it's not a trivial matter, and the Pavilion Master must be informed. Someone is coming, Xiao Fen is attacked, and now it is estimated that 。。。。。。 Seeing Xiao Fen's miserable appearance, Li Meili thought that Xiao Fen would definitely not last long. Thinking that Xiao Fen might die, Li Meili stopped talking when the words came to her lips. Tears of sadness and fear could no longer be held back, and quickly slipped from the corners of their eyes.

There was an invasion of the enemy, and the Red Sleeve Pavilion took a cold breath. Although it is not clear where the enemy comes from, being able to challenge a high-level force is enough to prove that the enemy is not good at it, and his strength is not weak.

"There's an enemy invasion, that's a big deal. Everyone be vigilant, and I'll go and report to Senior Sister Fushio. A slightly older Red Sleeve Pavilion disciple immediately made a decision, and then everyone walked down the mountain one after another, trembling in two groups, cautiously guarding against the enemy. And the Red Sleeve Pavilion disciple quickly ran towards the Red Sleeve Pavilion Cabinet and chose Fu Xiao.

However, the sound of the piano spread melodiously for a long time, and neither the black qi nor Zhou Tong showed his true body. I can't see it, it can only prove that this Zhou Tong's strength surpasses him a lot. I am in the light, and Zhou Tong is in the dark, which is the most unfavorable and dangerous for myself. Fu Xiao didn't care where Zhou Tong was hiding, and once again fluctuated the qin in his hand.

"Doesn't it mean that the major high-ranking forces must unite now, waiting to open the door of the Flood and jointly fight against the powerful races during the Flood Season?"

"How is this possible? Let's not forget that Tianyi Gate has been wiped out by mysterious people. Maybe it was the sword sect that was doing it. Be careful, everyone, and don't take it lightly. ”

The one who appeared among the two was the same age as Ye Tian was Zhou Tong of the Sword Sect, to be precise, Yin Mountain. And the weird middle-aged man beside Yin Mountain is Wu Xuanming, the ancestor of bones who was sealed in the dragon mound by the dragon clan. In order to strengthen their power on the mainland, the Ancestor of the Sky and the Ancestor of Thunder found the Bone Ancestor according to the breath of the Wu clan and rescued it. It took a lot of effort to stabilize the strength of the Bone Ancestor Witch at the fifth-grade saint level.

The delicate sound of the piano permeates every corner of the world, and the ability of the second tone is to find out everything that is hidden. Neither people nor anything can escape the insight of this second tone.

Facing a red-sleeved pavilion, the Ancestor of Light and Bone and Yin Mountain are more than enough. The Red Sleeve Pavilion ranks second to last in strength among the seven high-level forces. It was founded by the ancient Red-sleeved Emperor, and it was just a small force that was not heard of. With this red-sleeved emperor's song as a wonderful qin art, countless strong people have been attracted to secretly protect the red-sleeved pavilion. This has also made a great contribution to the development of the Red Sleeve Pavilion.

Each generation of the Red Sleeve Pavilion master needs to practice the piano art, which is also a kind of inheritance of the Red Sleeve Pavilion. The strength of the Bone Ancestor Witch is at the five-grade holy level, infinitely close to the half-emperor, and Yinshan has also successfully broken through the holy level. And in addition to the fifth-grade saint-level pavilion master Youmeng Ju Saint, there are also two third-grade and fourth-grade saint-level Supreme Elders in the Red Sleeve Pavilion. It seems that the lineup is a victory for the Red Sleeve Pavilion.

However, the Sword Sect Sect Master would not fight a losing battle. The Pavilion Master and the two Supreme Elders were handed over to the Bone Ancestor Witch to deal with, while some of the other disciple elders were handed over to the Saint-level Yin Mountain.

"Zhou Tong, are you Sword Sect Zhou Tong, why are you here?" a Red Sleeve Pavilion disciple recognized Zhou Tong and asked suspiciously and indignantly.

Yin Shan smiled faintly, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and said with a sneer, "You see that it is indeed Zhou Tong, but I hope you can call me my real name, Yin Shan." If you ask me why I'm here, listen to what I'm saying. Seal the order of my king and destroy all the existence that is against the witch clan. Now it's officially announced that the Red Sleeve Pavilion is dead!"

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"Don't be ashamed. Just because you two want to shake my Red Sleeve Pavilion too?" At this moment, a familiar voice came from behind him. The disciples of the Red Sleeve Pavilion looked back, and the person who appeared was the expected Fuxiao, and everyone was happy, calling Fuxiao's name together.

"Zhou Tong's memory tells me that you seem to be the eldest disciple of the Red Sleeve Pavilion, Fu Xiao. Since this is the case, then I will kill you, the big disciple, first, and let you Red Sleeve Pavilion see if the two of us have the strength to destroy you all. ”

Yin Shan said coldly. The next moment, the whole person disappeared in place, leaving a trace of black gas tightly in place. Faintly, this trace of black gas floated in the air. Fu Xiao was a little shocked in her heart, she knew that Zhou Tong was a disciple of the Sword Sect, and she still knew a little about the exercises of the disciples of the Sword Sect. But at the moment, the exercises that Zhou Tong used, whether it was breath or form, he had never seen it. Isn't that true? Or this is Zhou Tong's body, but not Zhou Tong himself.

"You all step aside. On the spot, Fushino ordered his companions to retreat to safety. And he flew quickly towards the black gas. "Eight tones of the piano, one tone swing**. Instantly, Fu Xiao took out a delicate and beautiful piano in his hand, played it gently, and made a sound like a dragon roaring in amazement.

The majestic sound of the piano runs through the black gas. In an instant, the black gas disappeared from Fushino's field of vision, without a trace. Seeing that there was no trace of the black gas, Fu Xiao once again shook the qin in his hand, "The qin is eight tones, and the two tones are bright." "The sound of the piano turns to the stars, and the majesty is extremely descending, which is transformed into delicacy.

The most scientific science is not a ghost, and Sun Yangxue is a star test: "You all step aside." On the spot, Fushino ordered his companions to retreat to safety. And he flew quickly towards the black gas. "Eight tones of the piano, one tone swing**. Instantly, Fu Xiao took out a delicate and beautiful piano in his hand, played it gently, and made a sound like a dragon roaring in amazement.

The delicate sound of the piano permeates every corner of the world, and the power of the second note is to peek out into everything that is hidden. Neither people nor anything can escape the insight of this second tone.

However, the melodious sound of the piano spread for a long time, and neither the black qi nor Zhou Tong showed their true bodies. I can't see it, it can only prove that this Zhou Tong's strength surpasses him a lot. I am in the light, and Zhou Tong is in the dark, which is the most unfavorable and dangerous for myself. Fu Xiao didn't care where Zhou Tong was hiding, and once again fluctuated the qin in his hand.