Chapter 107 A Song to the Old Man 2

Luo Yunxi stood behind countless evil ghosts and whispered, "Brother Sanqi, aren't you going to do it yet?" If you don't do it, these demons will break through the boundary. ”

Ye Sanqi's flute finally sounded, I don't know what song Ye Sanqi played, but I could feel the murderous aura brought up by the flute, like a golden iron horse.

Where the sound of the flute floated, the evil ghosts who were about to break free from the yin and yang barrier suddenly exploded into a rain of blood and fell to the ground. In just a moment, the clear water everywhere was dyed scarlet, and the rolling blood waves couldn't stop rolling around me and Ye Sanqi, and the two of us were like being in a sea of blood across the water from the endless hell.

Luo Yunxi's voice also came faintly in the blood: "Brother Sanqi, this Blood Sea Ghost Domain is the killing move prepared by Gongzi for the heirs of Qimen, the more ghosts you destroy, the stronger the blood on the ground, when you kill a certain number of evil ghosts, the entire Fallen Leaf Village will completely turn into a sea of blood, and all living beings within a radius of three hundred miles will become the blood food of ghosts and gods." Those ghosts who are swept into the sea of blood, regardless of whether they are good or evil in life, will become powerful ghosts in the sea of blood who only know how to prey on the living, and the sea of blood will continue to expand outward. ”

"Childe, let me ask you a question: Aren't the disciples of Qimen claiming to be decent and famous? When you knew that the sea of blood would come to the world, did you choose to die in the sea of blood in exchange for peace, or were you ready to fight the sea of blood to the end, even if you broke the barrier of yin and yang? ”

I don't know if Luo Yunxi's words scared Ye Sanqi, anyway, I was scared by her.

I'm not afraid of death, I'm afraid that Ye Sanqi will really choose to cut himself off and stop the spread of the sea of blood.

I've heard Ye Sanqi say that once the target of the Victory Aversion Technique is killed, the Secret Technique will automatically stop. Because, when the vast majority of Victorious Masters cast secret arts, they cast spells in a targeted manner. Even a bloodline curse will not cause endless poison.

That son-in-law took advantage of this and deliberately released a secret technique that was enough to exterminate the clan and slaughter the city, and morally oppressed the disciples of Qimen.

Ye Sanqi really can't think about it, he committed suicide here!

I was about to greet Ye Sanqi, but I saw hundreds of smooth balls floating in the blood water, and when I took a closer look, I couldn't help but gasp, those balls, aren't they the heavenly spirit covers that people have no hair?

The sea of blood is really about to take shape!

In the next moment, a horde of ghosts burst out of the water around me, surrounded me in the middle, stretched out their ghost claws, and when their bare fingers approached the mouth of the Tibetan umbrella, they were blocked by the runes that appeared out of thin air on the umbrella bones.

Although it was difficult for the ghost hand outside to enter, I also felt that the Tibetan Umbrella was beginning to be unable to withstand the oppression of the ghosts, shrinking and deforming inward, and if the evil ghosts outside the umbrella were not cut, the Tibetan Umbrella would sooner or later be unable to withstand the power of the ghosts and be crushed into pieces.

I held on to the handle of the umbrella with one hand, and reached for the double-pointed knife with the other.

Before I could draw my sword, I heard Luo Yunxi say: "Brother Sanqi, your apprentice is going to be unable to hold on, don't you stop?" The knife in his hand can't deal with the evil ghosts in the sea of blood! As long as he dares to make a move, don't say that he can't kill the ghost, maybe even he will have to be dragged out from under the hidden umbrella by the ghost. You don't want to watch your apprentice die, do you? ”

Shocked, I quietly let go of the hilt of my sword, and lowered my hand to my side to pinch the forbidden spell.

Luo Yunxi seemed to have calculated my reaction, and immediately said to me again: "Ye Jinglong, you must not think about using the forbidden technique. You've already used the forbidden art once, and if you want to use the forbidden art again within twenty-four hours, someone has to lend you a life. ”

"I don't think you're going to take your master's lifespan and use the forbidden art to save your master, right?"

I was in a dilemma, Ye Sanqi's flute suddenly rose, there was no tune, the sharp and piercing flute sound was like a sharp arrow rushing straight into the sky, the ghosts floating in the sea of blood exploded at the same time, and the blood waves tumbling on the ground soared three feet, and in an instant, they overflowed my waist, and I clearly felt that the ghosts hidden under the blood water were swarming towards me like a school of fish.

I was at a loss, Ye Sanqi's white jade flute suddenly burst out of the dragon chant of a long sword out of the sheath, and when I turned my head to look, the cold light of the sword in the flute had flashed in the air, and at the same time, another Ye Sanqi stepped on the blood wave, held the sword in his hand, and shot away in the direction of Luo Yunxi.

Out of body?

I can clearly see that Ye Sanqi, who is holding the sword, is just a soul body. Isn't this an out-of-body experience?

However, shouldn't a body without a soul be motionless like a clay sculpture, or simply unconscious? Why is Ye Sanqi's body still playing the flute?

I'm sure I'm absolutely not mistaken, the two Ye Sanqi in the field, one is playing the white jade flute, suppressing the evil ghosts in the sea of blood, and the other is walking with the sword, killing the enemy in the air.

In an instant, Ye Sanqi's flute sword penetrated Luo Yunxi's chest.

Luo Yunxi, who was pierced by the sharp blade, raised his hand with difficulty and touched the cheek of Ye Sanqi, who was holding the sword: "Brother Sanqi, is this the one who was hidden?" Did you let him out on purpose, did you come to see me off? ”

"This you, you are warm, thank you for sending me!"

"Ahem...... "Ahem the blood in Luo Yunxi's mouth gushed out and said, "Brother Sanqi, you have to be careful of the four princes, they regard all the disciples who are looking for the remnants of the Qimen as the target of killing. They...... The person they want to kill the most is Qimen Sishao. They agreed to drink the blood of the demon god with a wine cup made of the heads of the four young people. You and the Nine Princes are one of the four young people, you must be careful......"

"And ...... And your apprentices...... His origin is really not comparable to that of ordinary disgusting disciples. The surname Chang said...... Your apprentice's background can be compared to that of the fourth son...... You're going to ......"

Luo Yunxi didn't say "what you want" in the end: "Brother Sanqi, if I can meet you in the next life, I must be your bride." Can you give me a ride? ”

Ye Sanqi suddenly withdrew the sword in the flute, his body flew upside down and merged with his body, still playing the jade flute, the sea of blood receded in the flute, and the water flowing with maple leaves around us turned into a floating stream of maple leaves, Luo Yunxi's body lay quietly between the flowing water and the maple leaves, and the maple leaves pushed by the sound of the flute covered Luo Yunxi's face, and it looked like someone had covered her with red makeup.

I heard the sadness in Ye Sanqi's flute, but I didn't know how to comfort the other party, the Nine Princes came over from a distance and stood beside me and said, "It turns out that Ye Sanqi is also an amorous species!" He hides his amorousness, and although it can make him invincible, it also makes him not like a living person. ”

Miao Feng also walked back at this time: "What a sad song! A song to send the deceased, I haven't heard Ye Sanqi's flute for many years, and I haven't seen that Ye Sanqi for many years. Hopefully, don't hear him playing the flute again. ”