Chapter 143: Broken Jade Flute
The black-robed man slowly raised his head, and his smooth forehead under the pearl light gradually revealed the mark of an epiphany. Above the epiphany, full of black gas, his eyes gradually closed, and the five fingers of his left hand began to make continuous gestures, the gestures were incomparably mysterious and complex, and every time he changed, there was a desolate and simple atmosphere.
The low murmur in his mouth continued, and the light on his five fingers gradually gave birth to Dao light, and as the murmur became more and more urgent, the light on his fingers became bigger and bigger.
When the light reaches its peak, the five fingers are put together, and all the light gathers in one place, and a faint fire melts on the fingertips.
The black-robed man suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were full of red silk, and with some tired feelings, he looked at the dark abyss. The skin on the tip of his right finger suddenly burst open, and the blood beads were sucked out, flying straight towards the faint firelight.
With the inflow of blood, the black-robed man's expression became extremely solemn, and the murmur accelerated again, originally the words were still broken, but at this time, a strange melody appeared, as if he was singing a song.
The singing voice is extremely low, and the content is even more obscure and inexplicable.
The light on his face flickered and flickered, and his expression was even more haggard.
The flame turned a little red, and the blood beads went straight into the flames, making a red fire core.
The black-robed man beat the drum again, but the action seemed to be extremely difficult, and if he didn't knock it, even his hands seemed to be trembling.
"Boom!"
As the drum sounded, the skin on his hands aged a little, and after less than ten knocks, the originally smooth skin had become extremely dry.
It seems that with the sound of the drums, even his vitality is constantly passing.
"Spiritualism!"
A hoarse voice came out, and the black-robed man suddenly raised his head. The skin was completely wrinkled, the eyes were extremely cloudy, a trace of white hair stretched out from the black robe, and the whole person looked extremely old.
His hands made a few movements very slowly, and the fire suddenly trembled.
The black-robed man pushed his palm under the abyss with great difficulty, and the extremely strange fire light came out of his hand, like a drop of water, and quickly fell under the abyss.
The black-robed man was already powerless to fall, and the demon youth handed him a black pill, but his eyes looked at the endless darkness and depths.
After a long time, there was a thunderous roar that shook the earth, and the whole island trembled in the roar.
The land around the abyss began to collapse in large areas, and the demon youth retreated with a very indifferent look on his face with the black-robed man.
The giant crocodile under the abyss began to continuously exude coercion at this time, and with the appearance of that coercion, a terrifying suction force was born from its body, and the suction power was extremely strange, not forming a romantic pull, but emitting countless dark tentacles, which were placed on the body of every Sword Valley disciple.
The next moment, everyone noticed that their spiritual power was flowing towards the giant crocodile at an extremely exaggerated speed, and as the spiritual power disappeared, the entire underground space suddenly appeared thousands of various lines due to the difference in each person's spiritual power. The lines were thick and thin, and the thickest one was the one where Bai Qingling was.
At the moment when that suction appeared, Bai Qingling felt it for the first time, the jade flute placed on her lips had already been blown by her, and the faint sound was melodious and tactful, like a substance, and a faint emerald green smoke drifted outward, but just in an instant, Bai Qingling changed color, and the emerald green smoke couldn't be emitted at all.
I don't know when a huge aura has been laid here, completely isolating the sound of the jade flute from the outside world.
The "Broken Jade Flute" in her hand was a sixth-order military uniform, even a little higher than the red silk light in her hand. Even in the cultivation world, it can be regarded as a rare treasure.
Although this "Broken Jade Flute" is a sixth-order military uniform, it is still a little different from the rest of the military uniforms, he is neither an offensive military uniform, nor a defensive military uniform, but a prop military uniform, and a consumable military armor magic weapon.
Its main function is to keep in touch with the outside world through the jade flute emerald green smoke, this emerald green smoke has an extremely powerful function, no matter how far the road is, no matter how bad the weather is, or there is a strong barrier to the rest, it can not have any impact on it, as long as the flute moves, the emerald green smoke comes out, that is to say, it will be able to transmit the information of Bai Qingling's distress back to the Sword Valley.
As long as it is transmitted back to Sword Valley, Mu Guhong will launch a rescue as soon as possible.
With this "broken jade flute", there is almost one more life-saving magical power, with the cultivation of those peerless cultivators in Sword Valley, as long as it is not too far away, they can be rescued as soon as possible, and they can be kept light and light.
Of course, the "broken jade flute" as a consumable weapon of military equipment, there are certain restrictions, it can only be used three times a day, as long as it is three times, the spirit array within the flute will suffer great damage, every time it is used again, the spirit array will be damaged one more point, and the jade flute will give birth to a crack, as long as the "broken jade flute" breaks three cracks, it marks that the spirit array has been completely damaged, and it is difficult to repair, at this time the "broken jade flute" is completely useless.
Rao is so, such a consumable magic weapon is, to some extent, much more precious than those offensive and defensive armor, if it weren't for Bai Qingling's favor and Mu Guhong's favor, how could he give Bai Qingling such a treasure as the "Broken Jade Flute". You must know that a magic weapon like the "Broken Jade Flute" is even greedy for those powerhouses in the Divine Realm.
This "broken jade flute", Bai Qingling has used it several times, but it has never been like today, and the emerald green smoke cannot be transmitted at all. The smoke swirled and floated in the air a few feet away from everyone under the abyss, and it didn't disperse for a long time, and at this time, Bai Qingling's heart had almost fallen to the bottom.
The emerald green smoke, which is claimed to be able to pass through anything, could not break through the aura shrouded in the abyss, so the strength of this aura is already self-evident.
The aura of the powerhouse of the Divine Power Realm is far from being able to be summarized.
But if it's not a supernatural realm, then ......
Bai Qinglingyu's face was pale, and he didn't dare to think about it anymore.
The spiritual power disappeared quickly from the body, forming a beautiful line in the air, that is, no matter how Bai Qingling operated his spiritual power, he was completely unable to stop his spiritual power.
The giant crocodile was like the sea, and everyone's spiritual power was like a river, flowing towards it, which seemed extremely natural.
Bai Qingling still didn't give up, the "Broken Jade Flute" played again, and the emerald green smoke rose again, but the result was indeed the same as before.
"Put the summons smoke!" Wang Gu shouted.
The five outer disciples struggled to take out the communication smoke, and soon the blue communication smoke rose into the air, as if fireworks exploded in the sky above everyone's height of more than two feet.
The blue fireworks lit up the four fields for a while, and everyone's faces looked ugly in the blue light.
Even so, the communication smoke couldn't even break through that incomparably powerful aura.