Chapter 78: The Myth of the Magic Rain

When Ling Huan saw with his own eyes that the two former comrades-in-arms were "killed" by Liu San one by one, a never-before-seen emotion of wanting to destroy everything and anger to the extreme suddenly fermented and quickly swelled to the breaking point. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Like that time when the water flooded the soul sea, Ling Huan's soul sea, appeared again, the terrifying scene of the earth shaking the mountains and shaking, as if there was a mysterious power, at work, had been formed, I don't know whether it was good or bad, the vast sea, the steep waves were surging.

The terrifying waves swept through the entire space in an instant, and the sea of souls seemed to be the end of the world, Ling Huan felt that his whole body was burning like a fire, and he couldn't help but let out an "ah" roar, and suddenly shook hard, and the thick rope and wooden stake that tied him tightly turned into powder in an instant.

Seeing Ling Huan's sudden might, Qu Donglai and the others couldn't help but be ecstatic, but then they became agitated again. I saw that Ling Huan was not in a hurry to escape, but stood still, staring at the void without sadness or joy, and stood in place stupidly for some reason.

Just when everyone was stunned, there was a sudden burst of notes in the air, and the notes of "Enchanted" were occasionally accompanied by a tragic and romantic piano sound: "In an instant, the law is subverted, who am I, who am my demons, right and wrong, I can have an epiphany, and the demon begins...... A tear, looking back halfway, I only have to fight, fight......"

"What a tragic song, what a romantic piano song!" Everyone on the mountain instantly became fascinated, only to feel that this sudden tune was wonderful, making every pore resonate like "enchantment", and the anger all over the body couldn't help but boil.

Although everyone didn't see it, Ling Huan was playing the music, but they could all feel that this qin song was his masterpiece, and he was composing a battle song with high fighting spirit, and the strong anger of the people turned into a killing emotion almost in the blink of an eye.

Shan Zhongtian was like seeing a ghost, forcibly suppressed the surging anger in his heart, turned to Ling Huan in shock, and muttered in disbelief: "He, how did he do it?"

At this time, no one was more convinced than Shan Zhongtian that the qin song was Ling Huan's doing, after all, when he was in Yanchun Tower, he had personally learned that "there is no qin in his hand and there is a qin in his heart" is powerful, not to mention, Ling Huan is still poisoned at this time.

"In order to injure his brother, Ling Gongzi broke out like a demon, and with tragic pride, he broke the thick rope and wooden pillar, which is simply too affectionate and holy!" Qu Donglai and the others immediately choked up when they saw this.

Due to the distance, they didn't feel enchanted, but they were deeply moved by Ling Huan's righteous and thin cloud sky's actions.

It's not good, Ling Huan's song can actually contain the sound of the soul dementor. Could it be that the rumor that he has no piano in his hand and a piano in his heart is true? Liu San was shocked.

He wanted to stop Ling Huan immediately, in case the bandits on the mountain were enchanted, but he also wanted to take the opportunity to observe and examine Ling Huan's true value, so as to determine whether to kill Ling Huan.

Liu San hesitated, and in the crowd of officers and soldiers in the distance, the young white soldier with bright eyes and bright teeth was nervous, and he didn't dare to keep it anymore, but made a move without hesitation.

He felt that Ling Huan's state at this time was very dangerous, it might be a sign of depression condensing and "enchanting", if he didn't guide him well, he was very likely to go mad.

"Evil is invincible-" The tender white soldier's face froze, and he thought silently in his heart, and an invisible, incomparably pure positive energy passed through the air, and in an instant, he escaped into the sea of Ling Huan's soul far away on the mountain.

As soon as this mysterious power left his body, the tender white soldier spat out blood "wow".

He did not hesitate to damage his own strength, and used the ability of "Thousands of Miles to Spread Secrets" to inject his pure soul power into Ling Huan's body, so as to prevent Ling Huan from falling into the devil. Fortunately, the battlefield was chaotic, and no one noticed the unusual scene.

It's a pity that this move, although the tender white soldier did it with all his might, it didn't have much effect, Ling Huan just shook his body, and then he didn't react anymore, and there was still a song in the air: "The sky is full of stars and rain, after falling-"

As the rhythm continued, the heavens and the earth seemed to respond, and the sky above the Savage Ridge was covered with steep clouds, and a drizzle of rain floated. This raindrop fell on the person's body, so that the killing emotion finally reached the limit, and the crowd on the mountain instantly moved~ moved.

"Green raindrops?" exclaimed someone else.

Only then did everyone suddenly realize that the sudden rain in the sky was not the usual colorless rain, but very strange emerald green raindrops.

"Rhythm into shape?!" Liu San exclaimed in shock. It's impossible, even if it's me, I can't do the rhythm transformation, Ling Huan is just a little soul student, how can I do it?

But before Liu San could react, the crowd suddenly fell one after another, and there were bursts of screams. He looked at it in amazement and was shocked to find that the bandits on the wall of the wall, like trapped beasts that had lost their minds, held their weapons high and did not distinguish between the enemy and me, and slashed and killed indiscriminately.

"Demon Rain?" Liu San suddenly widened his eyes and exclaimed in horror. Before he could think about it, he quickly pounced in front of Ling Huan and grabbed it with his hand.

He realized an extremely terrible fact, if the situation continued to develop, without the hands of officers and soldiers, everyone in Dazhai would kill each other. Although he didn't want to believe that the magic rain was Ling Huan's doing, his intuition told him that it was true.

Hearing this, Shan Zhongtian trembled, and stared at Ling Huan with an extremely complicated expression: "Could it be that in prison, the demonic nature that the Soul Devouring Demon Qin lost was absorbed by him?"

He would not believe that Ling Huan could reach the level of attracting celestial phenomena no matter what. In his mind, the magic rain phenomenon was just a coincidence. But the facts were in front of him, and he was slapped in the face.

In front of everyone's eyes, seeing that Ling Huan was about to be caught by Liu San, a strange thing happened, but he didn't see how Ling Huan moved, but his body became illusory, making Liu San pounce.

Liu San's face was stunned for a moment, he frowned, and pounced on Ling Huan again, this time the speed was even faster, even with Shan Zhongtian's ability, he couldn't see his movements clearly.

But Liu San's move was also in vain, Ling Huan's body seemed to have turned into ethereal smoke, and his palm, which was extremely fast, passed through his body without hindrance.

"What a weird pace!" Liu San's expression was instantly difficult to look at, and he looked at Ling Huan in horror.

However, in the next moment, he snorted coldly again and grabbed Ling Huan at a faster speed. If he can't even handle a little soul life, then he is not worthy, and he is the chief manager of King Jin.

This is the strange pace that Ling Huan used in the martial arts? The strength of the tender white soldiers can not only reach the level of "thousands of miles of secrets", but also see the truth of the matter clearly. He wanted to act immediately, but when he saw this, he didn't dare to act rashly.

At this time, Ling Huan didn't know anything outside his body, just out of the instinct to avoid danger, he stepped on the once-created, "ten steps to chase the clouds" pace, dodging Liu San's pursuit, but his mind was swallowed up by the raging flames of killing, for him, the people around him were his reverse scales, Liu San hurt his comrades-in-arms, it was unforgivable.

Ling Huan didn't know that on Dazhai, while the magic rain was falling, the "sea water" in his soul sea was decreasing simultaneously. With the passage of time, the chess hall under the sea water that was originally buried deep in the soul sea was also naked~ exposed to the sea, and in the end, you could even see the deep "sea floor".

If at this time, he is awake, he will be shocked to find that in the deep seabed, there is a small island located in the middle, although it is not as majestic as the two palaces of qin and chess, but there is a blood-colored boulder covering the island, and if you look closely, you will find that this boulder is exactly what he thought was missing, "one" calligraphy.

It's a pity that at this moment, not only is he not sober, but he also looks like a demon, and he can't extricate himself from the obsession of killing, and this makes the "sea water" lose faster, if it continues, it is really difficult to say whether it is a blessing or a curse.

Liu San's move was inevitable, while he stretched out his hand, his cultivation exploded, and Sen Ran snorted coldly: "Gloomy ecstasy-" He wanted to use his soul power to imprison Ling Huan, he missed repeatedly, as a master, he couldn't afford to lose this face.

Ling Huan, who was originally as smooth as a swimming fish, under the effect of Liu San's strong field, "ten steps to chase the clouds" pace, could no longer be used, and his right arm was grabbed solidly.

As soon as Ling Huan was controlled, the sound of the piano music stopped abruptly, and the falling magic rain disappeared without a trace.

With the disappearance of the magic rain, the bandits who were in chaos on the mountain suddenly stopped, and then gradually regained their senses, and were surprised to see their companions who were either down or bloody, and their eyes suddenly appeared, unable to grasp the essentials, and the look of confusion.

But in the next moment, the bandits seemed to have an epiphany, and they all looked at Ling Huan together, their eyes full of horror: "Ling ...... Ling Soul has the ability to let us kill each other, this is simply terrifying!"

They finally remembered everything just now, and finally understood that something had happened, and because of this, they were terrified.

But what they saw was something even more terrifying, Ling Huan, who was tightly grasped by Liu San, actually turned into a green man, those naked~ exposed skin, as green as bamboo leaves, dazzling.