Ye Li looked at the man in white in the sky, bowed his hand, and said, "It's the fault of the juniors who disturbed the peace of the seniors. ”

As Ye Li's words fell, the music rhythm in the sky suddenly quieted down, and the white-clothed figure became more and more condensed.

Ye Li looked at the scene over there extremely nervously, wanting to know if the white-clothed figure was the rebirth of the gods here.

If it was really a god who was reborn, it would definitely be a major event that shocked the people of the world.

A god, that is not only enough to change the pattern of the world, it is an existence that can destroy the entire continent today.

However, the last white-clothed figure was shrinking rapidly, and finally turned into a quaint xylophone, suspended in the air.

Ye Li looked at the xylophone, which seemed to be the one in the hands of the white-clothed god in the picture he had seen before.

And the terrifying rhythm of the previous music was played continuously from this xylophone.

This is definitely an extraordinary qin, I'm afraid it is a treasure comparable to an artifact, otherwise how could it be able to play such a piano music that is enough to affect Ye Li's soul?

Ye Ligui stretched out his hand and wanted to take this xylophone.

However, just as Ye Li's hand was about to touch this xylophone, an incomparably strong divine light suddenly bloomed from above.

These divine lights contain terrifying power, forming a storm of divine power, even if a saint is contaminated, he will end up in a fall.

Ye Li dared to stay in the slightest, and immediately urged his spiritual power, turned his body, and flew towards the other side, only then did he escape this storm of divine power.

He turned his head to look, and as if he saw a xylophone, there was a man in white standing, slowly stroking the strings.

At that moment, Ye Li seemed to see a god, and this xylophone was the white-clothed god.

At this time, the other party was standing in front of him, and just now Ye Li was actually trying to disturb the Divine Seat, of course he would be attacked.

Moreover, after this xylophone appeared, Ye Li immediately felt a stronger breath of life, as if the xylophone in front of him was a living thing.

Thinking of this, Ye Li's heart was beating violently.

Could it be that the god is using this xylophone to live until now?

Even if the gods have an endless lifespan, they basically can't live for 100,000 years, and in ancient times, it was definitely more than 100,000 years.

Therefore, even if it is a god, it is impossible to live from ancient times to the world.

Moreover, the valley in front of me is not known to be from that era, and it may be an era that is even older than antiquity.

Therefore, Ye Li gave birth to this kind of speculation, after the death of the white-clothed god, or before his death, he combined his divine soul with this xylophone, so this xylophone was born into life.

It can be said that this is the second life of the white-clothed god who took away his life, but what he gave up was not other creatures, but the closest artifact in front of him.

It's hard for them to say anything about this kind of seizure, after all, it's not a hurtful thing, and it's understandable.

After all, everyone wants to live, and no one wants to die.

However, this kind of seizure of artifacts and living out of the second life is shocking enough.

This kind of method is also comparable to a means against the sky.

And just as Ye Li was thinking, suddenly a storm suddenly appeared between heaven and earth.

Ye Li turned his head, looked at it, and happened to see the strings of the xylophone vibrating, and the source of the power of the storm was on the strings.

I saw that on this xylophone, the divine light was sprinkled, and it looked extremely sacred.

And that terrifying storm of power also attacked Ye Li, forcing Ye Li's body back dozens of feet again.

Ye Li respectfully bowed again, this was the god warning himself not to speculate about the gods.

He looked up, and it seemed that he was separated from time and space, and glanced at the white-clothed god, as if he had seen the divine body in front of the other party that people did not dare to look at directly, and the divine power shook the heavens and the earth.

Ye Li couldn't help but sigh in his heart, he was worthy of being a god, even if he had fallen for so many years, he still had such divine might.

And the xylophone suddenly played a musical rhythm again, but this time it didn't seem to have much compassion.

Ye Li stood in place, and suddenly a ray of realization was born in his heart, could it be that it was not an attack on himself just now, but what the other party was teaching him?

Yes, the other party is a god, even if it is a trace of means, it is enough to kill himself, why do so many things?

Ye Li immediately let go of the resistance, perceiving the artistic conception in this qin song, and his spirit still held on.

After all, this is the voice of the gods, even if there is no malice towards himself, it is not something that he can figure out at will, and if he is not careful, this voice of the gods may be annihilated by his own soul.

Therefore, Ye Li still has to be careful and act well.

Ye Li was immersed in this piano music, and the xylophone was playing non-stop, as if it was tireless.

The sound of the rhythm became more and more urgent, and it was still like a wave at the beginning, but in the end, it seemed to turn into a tsunami, and the brilliant divine light lingered, making the sound of the qin music with endless charm, and at the same time, it was also coercive to Ye Li, so that he did not dare to move.

At this time, Ye Li completely entered the artistic conception of this qin song.

Ye Li saw the beautiful woman who had danced in front of the man in white before falling into his arms, covered in blood, and was about to die.

The face of the man in white showed extreme sadness, and the earth seemed to be affected by the other party, and cracked one after another abyss-like cracks.

At this time, Ye Li was also infected by this sadness, as if he had experienced it himself.

At this time, in Ye Li's mind, it seemed that only sadness was left, and all kinds of pictures crossed his mind.

Before he knew it, his tears were already wetting his clothes.

This piece of qin music is obviously so cheerful, but the artistic conception that Ye Li perceives from it is so sad.

This sadness was infinitely magnified in Ye Li's heart, as if it was going to pull him into it completely, and he couldn't escape from it.

Unconsciously, I don't know how many years have passed, the picture in this artistic conception has dissipated, and Ye Li has come back to his senses.

Looking at everything in front of him, there was a feeling of unreality, Ye Li couldn't help but have a trace of doubt, is the world in front of him really real?

In the other party's artistic conception just now, that feeling seemed to be a real world, so it was the one that could make Ye Li sink into it.