The seven strings of the guqin bloom with seven rays of brilliance.

The sound of the guqin was overflowing, and this time, it was even more high-pitched than Fang Cai's song.

Jiuhua Di listens, and the great thousand is like coming.

Hangu Cangxi, Taishang Hunyuan pole.

The sky is jade, and the spring and autumn are ten thousand troops.

The three breaths of Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism are all together, as if they are in the world, Taishang is out of the letter valley, and the dragon is shocked!

In the midst of the sound of the piano, there seemed to be another trumpet.

Thousands of troops, compose a war song!

Hearing this, everyone was excited, and wanted to go to the battlefield to have an earth-shattering battle.

Then he used the enemy's head as a cup and drank the spirits.

Drunk and lying on the battlefield, how many people did the ancients fight back?

This piece is no longer as soft as the previous requiem, but also a war song.

Heroic soul, also known as war spirit.

Many sects raise heroic spirits to guard their own treasures or kill enemies.

If you want to say that the heroic soul is the most, there is no one more than the ancient battlefield.

Seeing the banner waving, the sound of broken armor is still there.

At this moment, a golden light burst out from Cao Xia's body, the golden light was dazzling, like a great sun shining on the earth, and the blood-like remnant sun outside the Heavenly Fire City was in stark contrast!

The golden light shone in the sky, and the golden light stained by countless heroic souls never faded, but the golden light and the soul body fused!

An extremely vast battle intent erupted in the soul above the Nine Heavens.

……

"This ...... This is the Heroic Soul! ”

"With just two songs, the overwhelming resentment was turned into a heroic soul!"

"If Shushan subdues these tens of millions of heroic souls, then ...... The strength of Shushan will definitely increase greatly! ”

The shocking voices of Tianhuo City sounded one after another, and in my heart, I was even more reverent and in awe of Shushan!

"It's not a loss of Shu Mountain, even if the head of Jian Xuan is feathered, Shu Mountain is still that Shu Mountain!"

"This person is not the head of Shushan."

……

"His grandmother's, the people in Shushan are all monsters, and the head of Shushan is even more monsters."

"Only the eighth realm can do this, if he is allowed to grow, then what is it?"

Yi Tianyang shocked the heavens, for Tianhuo City, today is an eventful autumn, since its completion, it is the first time that it has been damaged so much.

In this regard, Yi Tianyang also wanted to cry without tears.

Who else can I talk to, the two elders of the Cangyun Sect are already dead.

Looking for Cao Xia? Get rid of it, it's the head of a holy place, and I'm afraid I don't want it anymore if I look for him.

"This is not a few million spirit stones, it is estimated that it will not be able to come down," Yi Tianyang sighed.

……

Caiyi looked at the man who looked like an emperor, and subconsciously opened her mouth wide.

couldn't help but say: "This person is really the head of Shu Mountain, why is there only the eighth realm!" ”

Feeling that it was a bit inappropriate for him to say this, Caiyi said again: "This person is really the eighth realm? It's so strong, it's even trying to transform thousands of resentful souls into heroic souls. ”

"If this person subdues these heroic souls, his own combat power will be increased, and then we and several other holy places will ......"

Before Caiyi could finish speaking, Xuan Weizi interrupted her.

"Void...... Don't say too much what you shouldn't say. ”

Caiyi reacted at this time, and quickly pressed her mouth and nodded at Xuanweizi.

Looking at the figure of the emperor not far away, a hint of brilliance flashed in Xuanweizi's eyes.

"Actually, I'm more interested in how much spiritual power he has in his body...... The two qin songs are controlled by the resentful souls of the entire Tianhuo City, and it stands to reason that he has already run out of oil! ”

……

Cao Xia is the body of Hongmeng, and there are countless spiritual powers in his body, and even when Cao Xia himself looked inward for the first time, he didn't feel how much spiritual power he had in his body.

I only know that there is a purple ocean of spiritual power in my body!

The purple qi transformed into Hongmeng's body is even more powerful.

The golden light flashed, and the whole sky turned into a sea of gold.

For a time, Jin Ge Iron Horse, swallowing thousands of miles like a tiger, the fighting spirit was monstrous, and every soul seemed to have turned into a battle-hardened general!

The sound of the piano stopped, and silence returned to heaven and earth.

I saw Cao Xia take out a small golden banner more than a foot long from the space ring, pointing to thousands of heroic souls in the sky.

"The soul is back!"

Cao Xia shouted, and there seemed to be a neighing of war horses in the dark, and the sound of killing shook the sky.

All the heroic souls of the entire Heavenly Fire City flew towards the small banner in Cao Xia's hand and flew into it.

In an instant, Cao Xia included the entire heroic soul of the entire Heavenly Fire City.

The little banner inexplicably shone with a golden light, and Cao Xia put away the small banner containing tens of millions of heroic souls.

It is estimated that the black-clothed elder of the Cangyun Sect would never have dreamed that the resentful souls he had worked so hard to collect would make a wedding dress for Cao Xia.

Not far away, the Xiao family, Xiao Han looked at Cao Xia with admiration.

"This is my master......"

"This is actually my Xiao Han's master!"

The voice was even a little trembling, which showed how excited he was to see Cao Xia subduing tens of millions of heroic souls at this time, and this person was still his own master.

The blood-like remnant sun seemed to have been pressed into the ground by an invisible devil's claw.

Night finally fell, and the heavens and the earth returned to darkness.