At this time, Yin Youmei's battle situation has also reached the level of daylight. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

That Taizun deserves to be a, a thousand-year-old monster, under the successive heavy losses, he can actually fight with Yin Youmei and the two, on a par with each other, if it were not in the calligraphy temple, he was seriously injured, and the consequences would be unimaginable.

However, just now, Ling Huan's soul sound attack, which could distinguish between friend and foe, caused a slight change in the battle situation. Yin Youmei and Cui Laowei, affected by Ling Huan's soul sound, were greatly invigorated, their attacks were sharper, and their soul power seemed to have become more condensed.

Although Yin Youmei and the others had all heard that Ling Huan had this terrifying ability to distinguish between the enemy and his own soul sound attack, but when they experienced it firsthand, the shock brought was huge.

Is this something that he, a little soul, can do? Ling Huan's soul voice can really reach the terrifying level of a saint who can distinguish between friend and foe, it is too unbelievable, demon, it is simply demonic!

"Can distinguish between the enemy and my soul sound attack? As Bei Anpingju's memory is, this Ling Huan can really do soul sound attacks, but he is still just a little soul student. In Taizun's soul sea, there was a buzzing explosion, and he swept his eyes in a terrified manner, and Ling Huan in the distance had a look of horror in his eyes.

He plundered Bei'an Pingju's memory, knowing that Ling Huan had created too many miracles, even if he understood that Ling Huan had a precedent of soul sound attack, he was still shocked.

can send out an attack to distinguish between friend and foe, what can it be, as long as the old man kills you and takes everything in your soul, the old man will be the most powerful person in the world.

Regardless of the weakening of his cultivation, Taizun suddenly issued a big move, forcing Yin Youmei and Cui Lao Wei back. He let out a low roar, his eyes showed greed, and without hesitation, he immediately rushed towards Ling Huan like a ghost.

He regretted it very much at the moment, when he was in the world in the painting, he should have directly taken away Ling Huan, so that there would be no embarrassment at this time.

However, although he has some regrets, it is barely too late. As soon as he thought of his powerful appearance after seizing everything from Ling Huan's Soul Sea, he couldn't help but be excited, and his whole body trembled.

"Ling Huan be careful......" Yin Youmei and Cui Lao blamed them, and when they were surprised by Taizun's sudden transformation, they almost exclaimed at the same time.

No matter how demonic Ling Huan was, he couldn't make up for the gap in strength between him and Taizun. When the two of them issued the voice of the police, they cultivated to fully condense, waiting for the best moment to break out, and they rushed out with all their might.

At this moment, Ling Huan also happened to startle Wang Liujin away, and turned all his attacks to Taizun, seeing this, his eyes flashed with a deep light, and he smiled coldly. came just in time, Lao Tzu is really afraid, you are like the leader of the sea bandits, Wang Liujin, and run away.

In the next breath, his cultivation turned around, and tens of millions of soul power attacks were overwhelming, rushing towards Taizun, but he himself did not move at all, and continued to play the magic guqin.

This time, what Ling Huan popped out was no longer words, but musical notes, if Gu Jun was here, he would be shocked to find that what Ling Huan was playing was the notes of the mythological music score, this song was weird, with the ability to transform, and it was both true and illusory.

"Unravel my most mysterious waiting, the stars are falling and the wind is blowing, and finally hug you into my arms again, two hearts tremble, believe in my unchanging sincerity, thousands of years of waiting for my promise, no matter how many cold winters pass, I will never let go......"

At Ling Huan's fingertips, the moment he touched the strings, the music of mythology echoed between heaven and earth. This note carried ripples, covering the sky and the sun, spreading in all directions, turning into a terrifying whirlpool, rolling towards Taizun. From a distance, this scene is extremely amazing.

The heart-shaking melody wanders in the air, and the note vortex is like a giant beast, swallowing the Taizun in one bite, and the world of the Taizun changes steeply, as if it was forcibly dragged into the vortex, a story that is both true and illusory, waiting for a thousand years.

Although this story is beautiful, there are anomalies, tens of millions of ancient giant beasts, with a ferocious momentum, roaring towards Taizun.

This song is full of breath, I have never heard it, it is not Ling Huan, created for the eldest princess. Yin Youmei felt a pain in her heart, her nose was also inexplicably sour, and her hatred for Gu Jun was even worse.

He created Liang Zhu for Sai Xishi, and forget it, after all, the two were childhood sweethearts, but what unforgettable experience did this Gu Jun have with him.

Yin Youmei gritted his teeth with a sad heart, completely ignoring his own injuries and the lack of soul power, Huo Ran released the soul power move that had been gathered for a long time behind Taizun.

Ling Huan, this baby, how many secrets there are simply too many people to imagine. is so amazing, how can it not be from my old Cui family. No, even if Mei Yatou takes the lead, the old man will let him become a member of the old Cui family.

Cui Lao Wei gritted his teeth, and also released a big move to chase the soul and kill him, and at the same time, he secretly decided in his heart that he must snatch Ling Caizi into his hands, even if Yin Youmei is demonic, his granddaughter must grit his teeth and admit it. Besides, Yin Youmei's nature is not bad.

Yin Youmei and Cui Lao Wei, these two masters, released a soul-chasing and life-killing move at the same time, the momentum was really amazing, with a terrifying aura of destruction, when they rumbled and roared, they instantly rushed to the whirlpool, towards Taizun's back, and slammed into it ferociously.

In the small realm of illusion, I want to be trapped in the old man, which is simply a fool's dream. Seeing this, Taizun did not panic, but smiled contemptuously, waved his big sleeves, like splashing ink paintings, and Sen Sen shouted: "Painting the ground as a prison——"

A huge prison word, the void appeared, and in an instant, he encircled himself in it, as if imprisoned. This word is weird, emitting a blurry light, as if to return all the light of illusion.

When the prison word disappeared and the light fled towards Ling Huan, the terrifying whirlpool burst with a bang, and it collapsed in an instant, as if it had lost the support of energy, which was undoubtedly continued. All of Ling Huan's attacks also collapsed.

What kind of magic is this, it has such terrifying abilities. Ling Huan was shocked, that Taizun actually returned all the power of illusion to his soul sea, this situation had never been encountered.

When the phantom light entered Ling Huan's soul sea, the soul sea shook, and tens of millions of giant beasts appeared in the soul sea, rumbling, destroying everything in the soul sea, like doomsday giant beasts.

This is my own demon. When Ling Huan was enlightened, in the sea of souls, the little sun suspended in the air, transformed by the seeds of painting, vibrated in an instant, emitting a strange light, this light was treacherous, instantly covering every corner of the sea of souls, repairing defects.

Under the cover of this light, the phantom light quickly dimmed, as if absorbed by the seeds of painting, and in a moment, along with those giant beasts, it disappeared. When the light fades, the seed becomes as big as a star, emitting a faint purple glow, and turns purple.

Lao Tzu will also let you taste what it is like. Ling Huan smiled coldly, his hands did not stop, and after the notes, Huo Ran appeared a huge prison word, which was actually purple, and it landed on the top of Taizun's head in an instant at an unprecedented high speed.

"Impossible, this technique is mysterious, how could he use this technique?" Taizun was instantly trapped by the purple prison words, as if imprisoned, revealing an unbelievable color, this kind of shock, especially better than any time.

"Oh my God, he'...... How is it possible for his soul power to turn purple? Painting holy works can only reach black and white, if he is allowed to splash ink to paint, wouldn't he not color and paint naturally? Seeing this, Yin Youmei and Cui Lao Wei staggered in shock.

Although Ling Huan had brought them too much shock, this time was the most shocking. A little soul is born, even if the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting can attack people, but this purple painting is a prison, it is simply unbelievable, is this still something that people can do.

Taizun was first shocked, and then dazed. But in the next breath, he was shocked again, and the instinct he had cultivated for countless years made his scalp explode suddenly, and the dangerous breath spread to every pore of his body, and his cultivation rose majesticly, struggling to rush out.

But being in this purple painting is like a quagmire, moving slowly and cultivating sluggishly. His eyes were instantly covered with blood, and between the green tendons on his face, he glowed with a strange purple, spurting out a mouthful of blood, and under the malaise, he shouted violently: "Go-"

Under the secret method of sacrificing blood, his body suddenly burst out, broke away from the prison of the painted ground, and jumped away in the direction of Ling Huan. At this time, he didn't give up and snatched Ling Huan's Soul Sea Horcrux.

Lao Tzu is here, waiting for you. Ling Huan's eyes flashed with murderous intent, purple lightning loomed in the center of his eyebrows, and his cultivation erupted without hesitation, and the Qiushui Holy Sword was weird, and it appeared in front of Taizun in an instant: "A sword pierces the heart-" (To be continued.) )