The flute is more than half a meter long and is separated like bamboo, with small holes in each section. The whole is crystal clear, like crystal. The sun's rays shine on it, emitting a soft white light.

Darcy put it to his lips and blew gently, the fingers of both hands flew, and a melodious and cheerful voice floated out, turning into translucent notes that danced in the air.

Lei Ming's eyes are glazed, as if he is in a beautiful dream, which makes people intoxicated, and the troubles in his heart are swept away, as if he wants to immerse himself in it, and he never wants to wake up again.

If I hadn't heard Gladys play, I would have had to be hit today. In an instant, Lei Ming came to his senses, and he was secretly glad in his heart.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

The notes form translucent chains that pierce through the air and wrap around like snakes.

The moment he came to his senses, the chains the thickness of his thumb were already closing in on his body. The thunder runs the fighting spirit, forming a fighting qi cover to protect the whole body.

The chains were entwined, wrapped into zongzi, and contracted and tightened hard.

Like a clenched balloon, the douqi mask dented in at a speed visible to the naked eye, and when it almost touched the skin, it suddenly rebounded, shaking the chain half a meter away.

"Kill. The thunderbolt burst into tears, retracted the Dou Qi Hood, and the Dou Qi poured into the long sword, and a half-meter-long transparent sword burst out, slashing in the air.

The wind was howling, and the sky was full of sword shadows. The sword light flashed, and the thumb-thick translucent chain was neatly cut into several pieces, turned into points of light, and dissipated in the air.

As soon as his body moved, a series of afterimages came to Darcy and stabbed him in the chest like lightning.

Darcy's face changed, his fingers flew up and down like butterflies, the flute made a sudden rapid and high sound, and the beating notes seemed to be summoned, turning into a solid shield in front of him.

Bang!

The two collided with each other and made a sound of gold and iron, and sparks flew everywhere. The sword paused slightly, tore through the shield, and continued to stab.

Darcy had a chance to breathe, and in the blink of an eye, like a spider spinning silk, burst out of his body with countless chains of musical notes hanging from the beams, pulling him up, piercing through the roof, and soaring into the sky.

Baron Talloran came back to his senses, glanced at the drunken Sayles, and pouted disdainfully. Looking at the roof with thunderous eyes, looking at the big hole, he was stunned for a moment, and screamed miserably. "My house. ”

"A level 20 magician, it's still an extremely rare sound killing magic. Lei Ming's eyes narrowed slightly, and with his keen perception, he easily gained insight into Darcy's level. He moved, jumped up in the air, smashed the beams and chased after him.

Today, no matter what, Darcy must be defeated, except for the Sanctuary above, the tradition of high-level magicians abusing and killing knights, except for the children of the plane. He needed to dispel the doubts of the Temple of Light and buy time to grow.

Thumb-thick chains crisscross the air, crisscrossing like spider webs. Darcy stepped on it, stood in the air, and saw the thunder rush out of the room, and the sound of the flute changed, and the voice of passion, high-pitched, and grief echoed in all directions, playing the sound of killing.

Lei Ming's mind shook, feeling that he was in a tragic battlefield, and as far as he could see, the Jin Ge Iron Horse Knight roared and rushed to kill, and a sense of isolation and desolation filled his heart.

"Your Excellency. The ethereal and anxious shouts of the city guards came to my ears.

Lei Ming's heart shook violently, and he bit the tip of his tongue, and the strong pain made him wake up. After sweeping his eyes, he unknowingly came to the open space where the city guards were. Looking up, I gasped.

The essence of the notes condenses into a knife shape, intertwined into a net, and is used as a hood.

The knife net is as fast as lightning, and the cutting air is sizzling. If an ordinary Earth Knight is wrapped, it will turn into pulp in an instant.

"My lord, what should I do?" the city guards panicked, and the sword nets were all over the sky, and with their speed, there was no way to dodge.

Lei Ming took a deep breath, his body was as straight as loose, his arms were outstretched, and the invisible fighting qi shot out from between his fingers, turning into transparent silk threads to communicate with the spears of the city guards.

"Kill. He let out a low sigh, the muscles of his whole body suddenly tensed, and there seemed to be a huge force between his arms, making an overwhelming clicking sound, and he struggled to lift up.

Buzz! Buzz!

With the thunder as the center, within a radius of ten zhang, the spears in the hands of the city guards were out of control, and the tips of the spears pointed straight to the sky, flying in unison. The steel spear, which rotates in the air, almost rubs against the air to produce sparks, forming a spiral drill bit, which hits the knife net and hits violently.

Bang! Bang!

The sound of gold and iron echoing was endless, and where the two collided, sparks flew everywhere, and the air vibrated to form a huge tornado.

Thunder's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he stepped on the ground hard, bringing up a string of skyrocketing dust, and jumped three feet high in the air. The sword-shaped fighting spirit appeared under his feet, supporting him to leap to a higher place.

"No way. Darcy's eyes almost popped out, and he stepped into the air, not to mention the Sky Knight, not even the Silver Knight could do it. This has been the case since ancient times, and even the children of the plane cannot be an exception.

He rubbed his eyes vigorously, convinced that he was not mistaken, and said in disbelief, "What do I see when the God of Light is above? ”

Darcy's flute sounded chaotic, and the knife net lost its support and shattered.

"Impossible?" Thunder sneered, as if he had insight into Darcy's thoughts. The five fingers grabbed in the air, and the three-zhang long fighting sword appeared in his hand, and the shot was like lightning, stabbing out like a meteor.

The dark sky added a protective color to him, and the sword stabbed silently into Darcy's chest

Darcy had a wake-up in the air, instinctively feeling that something was wrong. Fingers fluttered rapidly, and the flute became muffled. The beating notes seemed to have been summoned, and they gathered one after another, turning into a ball to protect the whole body.

Click!

A crisp cracking sound sounded, and the shield was full of cracks and shattered. The sword paused slightly, but continued to stab at his chest.

Darcy looked as embarrassed as if he had swallowed a dead fly, and raised his hand to hold the flute in front of him, blocking the sword. Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, the flute was neatly cut in two. The pain in his heart struck, and a huge sword wound was cut in his chest. The flesh turned out, and the internal organs were exposed.

"Take advantage of your illness to kill you. Thunder's eyes narrowed slightly, and his left hand reached out like lightning, bringing a whistling wind towards Darcy's chest.

"Viscount Thunder, you won. Today's thing is that I am not right, and I take my leave. Darcy turned pale, gritted his teeth, and said it word by word.

The six-pointed star mark on his eyebrows suddenly erupted with dazzling golden light, turning into a huge palm and slapping it in the air. The space shattered like fragile glass, creating a huge tunnel that sucked Darcy in.

"Temple of Light. Lei Ming retracted his gaze, exhaled a breath of turbidity, and landed lightly.

This temptation has been dealt with for the time being, and it should not be acted upon until the Temple of Light has received conclusive evidence.

Through this battle, Lei Ming realized that he had grown too fast, making the Temple of Light feel a huge threat. The Children of the Plane are just that, if it weren't for the Temple of Light, they would definitely not tolerate their continued growth.

"Baron Talloran, where are you going, your lord has won, is it time to fulfill the agreement?" said Sayles' voice in the distance.

PS: Honestly, this kind of postscript is not only annoying to you, but I also don't want to send it unless it is absolutely necessary. I've always been afraid of affecting reading, so I rarely send it, which is obvious to all.

Yesterday's postscript that was underdrawn, I don't know if there are book friends and so on, and I don't have the kind of readers who wait all night to read. Explain it or not!

I forgot that I belong to the Kavin stage now, and I came back yesterday at more than 2 o'clock in the morning, from 3 o'clock in the morning to more than 7 o'clock in the morning, during which I was too sleepy to lie down for more than an hour, and only wrote more than 500 words, so I had no choice but to go out. So when the readers are dissipated, I'm staying up late with you.

Since the opening of the book, I have time to code words, and I have no time to read novels when I see how to write novel posts posted by others. Maybe it's the accumulation and consumption is empty.,It's always been Kavin lately.,I know the direction of the plot.,Can't write it.,Sweat! It seems that I need to recharge my time.,I read my first chapter today.,It's a little feeling.。

Without the support of you, the readers, it is really difficult to write. Yesterday, I read a book review and felt that the author may have a problem with his character, but I personally think that he realized the importance of readers, so he repeatedly assured that he was afraid of losing and overestimated his ability, and everyone saw it. It seems that I have been the same recently, even if my face is swollen, I still promise to do it.

At two o'clock in the afternoon and nine o'clock in the evening, if there is no more, it is delayed, if there is no accident, there must be a chapter, and there is not much else to say. I will try, but I want to be worthy of my heart.