Chapter 380: The First Appearance of the Psychic

"Frost Gathering—"

His fingertips quickly plucked the strings, chanted a spell in his mouth, condensed the frost, and under the blessing of the spell of the water dragon magic body, a layer of fine ice crystals gradually emerged from the snow clouds.

"Falling snow—"

The dragon's tail flicked lightly, the divine wheel rotated, and under the traction of Shui De Xiange, the majestic water vapor in the weak water quickly burst out from the divine wheel. Immediately afterwards, the water vapor condensed, and under the influence of the cold air, a layer of fine and light light snow soon fell from the snow clouds little by little.

"So fast!"

Outside the space, looking at the gods who came from behind Li Muyu and succeeded in snowing in one fell swoop, the shock in his heart was really not small. Li Muyu almost just used a cup of tea, and he has far surpassed other acquired gods who are still struggling to cool down, not only that, Li Muyu's speed is about to be on par with Yun Mengjun in the Yuan Infant Stage, and there is even a tendency to catch up.

"This is the difference between the innate gods and the acquired gods, unlike the acquired gods who can only blindly rely on their own mana, even if the innate gods are lowly cultivated, but with the help of the power of the immortals and the gods, the understanding of the waterway meteorology is far from being comparable to the acquired gods...... What's more, this water god named Li Muyu, whether it is the control of the rainfall technique or the understanding of the snowfall technique, even if he cultivates to a level higher than him, Yun Mengjun is far from having a deep understanding ...... him."

Muttering to himself, in a dull mood, the turtle water god who was driven out in the first round of assessment, at this time, is always paying attention to the dynamics in the space together with other water gods who have also been eliminated.

And after so many rounds of assessment, the turtle water god suddenly found that this time in the three rounds of assessment, the most brilliant thing is not actually those who are cultivated to be advanced and are gods, but this Li Muyu, who is only in the middle stage of the knot, has successfully imprinted a deep mark in the hearts of all gods with the "Water Dragon Law Body" and the "Three Seasons of Rainfall Technique". It also made the god name "Weak Water River Bo" officially enter the field of vision of all the gods in Lingzhou for the first time.

"If it's just this speed, then in this game, this water god named Li Muyu should definitely lose."

Looking at Li Muyu's snowfall opening, although he felt sorry in his heart, Lingxu Zhenjun was still not very optimistic about Li Muyu's assessment results. And this idea also happened to reach an agreement with the Ziyang Divine Monarch who did not open his mouth on the side, for Li Muyu, a rising star, although Heavenly Court will attach importance to it, it will definitely not pull out the seedlings to help it grow, and give him something that is not worthy of virtue.

"Whew-"

The howling cold wind gradually swallowed up the other sounds, fragments, fluttering, after the time passed a full half of the incense, most of the space, also began to be covered with a layer of frost white, although not violent, but almost after exhausting the mana, the first snow like catkins, also under the efforts of each competing water god, came one after another.

"Ding-ding-"

Above the sky, looking at the scattered snow, Li Muyu's movements of stroking the qin suddenly stopped.

"Is this my true strength?"

The eyelashes drooped slightly, the mouth and nose were foggy, and he spread out his palms, looking at the crystal snowflakes in his palms, for some reason, Li Muyu's heart actually had a sense of freedom to recognize reality.

"In a year's time, relying on "Tian Lai Qin Score" and "Three Thousand Ways of Resisting Water" finally realized the wonder of ice and snow, but unfortunately, the time is still too short, even if I comprehend five points, but when it is my turn to really get started, I can only play one or two points of ice and snow magic."

sighed slightly, lowered his head, raised his head again, looked at the slightly white light in the sky, hooked his fingers, and a crisp piano sound like a brocade tear came out of Li Muyu's strings.

"In this assessment, you only need to win, not lose!"

The eyes suddenly lit up, and the flames were full of flames, just when everyone thought that Li Muyu had given up on himself, suddenly, a desolate cold air that seemed to come from the depths of the soul turned into a huge phantom that could not be seen in front of everyone's eyes, like a mirage, and appeared behind Li Muyu brightly.

"What's that?"

Listening to the sudden change of dense piano sound, for some reason, he had long been accustomed to seeing the strange Lingzhou gods in the world, but when he saw the phantom behind Li Muyu, an inexplicable sense of withering sadness infected every god present in the defenseless way.

"Zheng Zheng—"

Changing the previous coherent style of qin music, this time, the piano sound bursting out from under Li Muyu's fingertips is just an independent syllable, no beginning or end, not a length, but just these few syllables, but it is extremely strange to fit the frequency of everyone's heartbeat, one tone rises, one tone stops, as the frequency gets faster and faster, the lower cultivation of the gods actually directly set up a protective shield around their bodies, so as to resist the heart-attacking song.

"What the hell is going on? Why is the music of the gods of this period so powerful? ”

His brows furrowed slightly, and his heart shook, but after enduring the discomfort in his ears, he raised his head again, only to see that the shadow suspended behind Li Muyu became more and more clear and conspicuous.

"Zheng Zheng—"

The long hair is like a waterfall, the complexion is snow-white, and although the face is blurred, the divine patterns on the robe are clearly reflected in front of everyone's eyes.

"This ...... What the hell is a spell!? ”

Whew-

When the phantom of the white-robed woman gradually stabilized behind Li Muyu, as Li Muyu continued to pluck the strings, his fingers were lightly pulled, and when the woman's figure slowly pinched out a complicated trick with her right hand, the snowflakes gathered, and I saw that above the left hand of the woman in white, a ball of crystal ice beads like flowers and snow was floating on the palm of her left hand like jade.

"Zheng—"

Whoosh –

It was as if an ice-colored meteor crossed the sky, and as the sound of the piano turned, the ice bead suspended in the palm of the woman in white was also thrown into the air. Then, like fireworks, when the brilliant ice bead was thrown to the highest point in the sky, suddenly, the overwhelming ice crystal snow cloud bloomed from the bead.

"Psychic - Snow God."

Zheng –

Using dense notes instead of complicated rituals, mouth-spitting tricks, with the help of the medium between the immortal grid and the snow god, Li Muyu quickly summoned a complete snow god phantom. Immediately afterwards, he conveyed his heart through the sound of the qin, and in just a few breaths, the snow god, who heard Li Muyu's request, easily rained the first heavy snow between the two of them.

"Whew-"

The snow clouds surged in geometric multiples, and together with the wind and snow in the space, under the condensation of the snow god's divine power, it had completely enveloped the entire wasteland space.

"It's a psychic technique!? This water god can actually psychic!? ”