The silent reincarnation road, the starry void, at this time, from the bluestone slab road a pleasant and elegant piano sound, to this void to add a trace of vividness, so that people's hearts suddenly calmed down, at this time Xiao Qin looked focused cross-legged stroking the qin, at this time we do not seem to be engaged in a life-and-death struggle, but a sound feast, "women for the pleasing of themselves, sound for the bosom friend caressing."

Sitting cross-legged on the ground, his eyes slowly closed, the sound of Xiao Qin stroking the qin came from his ears, within ten zhang distance, as if at this moment the void was filled with the sound of the sky fairy, "jingle bell", its sound was like flowing water hitting stones, such as the mountains, the wind and birds chirping, sometimes high-pitched, sometimes low, sometimes a hundred turns, the white magnolia flowers manifested out of thin air with the sound of the piano, falling from the sky like rain, with a mysterious fragrance, and I was so immersed in it, the magnolia gradually covered my body and submerged, "poof" As the last note fell, Xiao Qin pressed his hands on the strings, looked at me who was buried by the magnolia flowers and said, "This song is silent, I don't know if you can understand, you can feel it", as Xiao Qin's voice fell, Xiao Qin stood up, hugged the xylophone with both hands again, but his face was full of disappointment, he bowed his head and said to himself, "It's hard to find a bosom friend after all", just wanted to start his steps lightly, but the feet that were lifted to the air were retracted, "Why do you want to leave like this?" Hearing the sound and knowing the elegant meaning, not saying (not speaking), not bad, not bad, if there is only such a song, but it is difficult to satisfy", the voice came out from the lonely bag formed by the burial place of magnolia flowers.

At this time, Xiao Qin was not surprised or pleased when he heard the sound, looked up at the lonely bag ten zhang away, and gently brushed the strings with his five fingers. Like touching his most beloved person, then a cloud of mist appeared behind Xiao Qin, Xiao Qin slowly sat on the fog, the xylophone suspended in front of Xiao Qin out of thin air, only to see Xiao Qin look at the lonely bag buried by Magnolia and said, "Thousands of generations of red dust ups and downs, a song of the piano is unforgettable", Xiao Qin began to stroke the piano again, but this time the sound of the piano became sharp, as if in the battle between heaven and earth, a stream of blood in the body flowed rapidly. "Boom" the lonely bag where the magnolia flower is buried. It burst out in an instant, and its sound shook the sky, but Xiao Qin was not moved by the outside world, and white light shrouded Xiao Qin. It's like a fairy king caressing the qin in the dust. The figure loomed in the white light. It's just that the flag spear that Qin Yin turned into at this time stabbed straight at me, and where the whole Qin Yin passed, the flag gun turned into a torrent of angry dragons and devoured me. Where the black spear flowed, the void vibrated and the momentum was huge, facing the fangs of the cold light of the flag gun angry dragon, the golden mana divine chain extended from the body, and the metal trills rubbed by the divine chain resisted the erosion of the piano sound, between the electric light and flint, thousands of golden divine chains intertwined and converged into a divine chain dragon, pounced on the black angry dragon, and hit each other to kill the place, "click" The sound sounded, this is the sound of the gun breaking the chain, Xiao Qin's fingers quickly brushed the strings, and a steady stream of flag guns shot towards me, making up for the consumption of attack and killing, and I was falling behind, or that sentence, the gap in the realm, the accumulation of mana and the defects of my own small world, made me fall into a life and death crisis again, the black spear dragon with the momentum of overwhelming the heavens, the golden dragon kept retreating, the break of the divine chain was faster, and the follow-up divine chain was too late to replenish, with the continuous fracture and shrinking of the divine chain, I also kept retreating, in the face of the endless stream of flag guns, I was forced to the edge of the cliff of life and death in an instant, The Dao knife in his hand manifested again, "Dao Dao is a knife and asks the sky" I roared loudly, and asked the Dao knife to suddenly thunder sounded, on the starry bluestone road, a thunderbolt descended out of thin air, and finally attached to the knife body, the muscles of the whole body were tense and soared, the green muscles and blood vessels were like a dragon dormant on it, the blood and blood surged, the face was flushed, and the Daodao knife with an indomitable knife momentum was asked in the backhand, and the foot was kicked on the bluestone slab, and in the last section of the divine chain exercise, a white light burst out from the flying divine chain, and the dazzling white light rushed into the flag gun angry dragon, with the white light marching, the black flag gun broke one after another, like a stubborn stone to resist the rapids, although it was constantly impacted by the rapids, but it was firmly unmoved, Two black spear streams diverged on both sides of the white light, leaving the gun behind the handle to slowly dissipate into the void, seeing that it was about to march in front of Xiao Qin, suddenly Xiao Qin's speed changed, and the flag gun suddenly decreased, but the pressure on me was indeed stronger, more condensed and solid, the roots exuded a black metallic luster, as wrong as the arm thickness of the flag gun, turned into a black light evil dragon, around the white light kept attacking and killing, as the black light evil dragon kept joining, the originally bright white light was suddenly compressed by the black light flag gun, as if a sea urchin covered with black thorns appeared in the starry sky, but the tip of the black thorn was inverted, "Ahh The roar resounded through the starry sky, and there were more bright red blood stains stained red evil dragon, and finally ticked down on the bluestone slab, the evil dragon roared, the human voice roared wildly, and the trills of the metal block impact, and Xiao Qin was indifferent and immersed in the fuqin, to their realm, the cultivation of the state of mind is extremely important, not to be happy with things, not to be sad, and never to be angry until the last resort, as soon as I see Ming, but still spare no effort to attack and kill, until the rune appears, never stop the momentum of attacking, for a time on the starry bluestone road, the sound of the piano is shaking, and the internal crisis is fierce attack and killing duel, if you don't know the inside of the monk, I think it is a bosom friend exchange。

Suddenly, the sound of the piano turned, and the already violent sound killing technique suddenly became more rapid and fierce at this moment, and at the same time, Xiao Qin opened his eyes, deep eyes, and a sad and lonely breath rose from his body, only to hear Xiao Qin open his mouth and say, "Thousands of tears, choking, forgetting life and death, remnant sun blood, and the battle robe is still the same." The beauty is old, the white clothes are yellow, the heart is spared, the tears are full of frost, and the green silk is white. When I woke up from the dream, I was crying low, the halberd was dusty, the jade face was gone, and the sky was reckless. When I was young, I was happy, and I was sad at dusk, I was crazy, and I had to do something. "With Xiao Qin's voice sometimes low, sometimes high-pitched, the sound of the piano with Xiao Qin's voice, also become changeable, if the previous flag gun is the angry dragon of the blood and energy, then at this time it is the unpredictable shadow dragon, it seems to be real and illusory sound killing, so that I am tired of coping, in the face of the rapid change of the sound killing offensive, the original black and straight flag gun, turned into a virtual and real transformation of the shadow, each spear is attached to a different artistic conception, the blade just knocked open a flag gun like the god of war blood, followed by a spear with a sad meaning of stabbing straight forward, there are attacks on the body, there are attacks on the soul of the sea, Xiao Qin's every word and sentence makes the sound killing technique reach its peak, so that I was already cornered, the wounds on my body were all over again, my arm was pierced, my waist was scratched, and in order to avoid the oncoming spear, my face was swept by the gun, leaving a few blood-red scars.

"Ahh Phantom sound, this is a double attack from the body and the soul, the condensed soul shook for a while, I was like a needle piercing when I was injured, a spear penetrated my shoulder armor bone, the knife in my hand was tired of dealing with the spears on all sides, a front waist to dodge the tip of the spear from the oblique stab, a small step retreated to avoid the end of being injured in three inches, a knife in the right hand blocked the attack of three salvo and even the back of the heart, the left hand grabbed the black spear that was as cunning as a poisonous Jiao, and this qiē happened in an instant, Xiao Qin's hands beating more powerfully, the ten fingers are like elves beating on the strings, the beautiful sound is under this starry sky, playing under the white moon, the green clothes are fluttering, and the figure is slightly shaking, like the fairy god lying high in the nine heavens, stroking the qin and moving Kyushu, this is the sound of the sky, this is the elf that kills people invisibly. The danger is imminent, the skill of sound killing is unparalleled, and my roar and roar echo in this void.

PS; One thing per chapter: The art of sound killing is unparalleled, everyone's votes can suppress heaven and earth, and those who have no discipline can be suppressed. (To be continued......)