"Absolute strings?"

The suppressed joy and excitement of the soul transmission appeared in his mind.

Ye Hanjun was taken aback, and after careful identification, he was surprised instead.

Jue Xian has been silent for a long time, and since the Bell of the Anpoch Hour, it has locked itself in the contract space, not eating, not moving, not communicating, and creating music without distractions, without being disturbed by the outside world.

Although the Night Hanjun was vaguely aware of it before, it seemed to have signs of awakening.

But it's just a sign, and God knows how long it will take until the moment it gets out.

"You succeeded? Congratulations! ”

Ye Hanjun's eyes were bright, and he suddenly burst into light.

"It's another proud song, comparable to the "General's Grievances".

"Human friend, you are one of my few confidants, play in your ears, if there is a resonance, listen to it in your heart."

"Huh!"

The contract mark lit up, and the guqin appeared in its true form.

It seems to be a little wider, and the body is darker.

The six dark green lightning totems attached to the surface were breathing slowly as if they had vitality.

On it, seven strings as white as snow are like washed dragon tendons.

The strong toughness and noble texture from the inside out, only a glance, the viewer is pleasing to the eye, and he is reluctant to move his eyes for a long time.

"Well, there are other listeners, quite a few ......"

"Little human friend, blend in with me, listen to my heart, and I will teach you to play a new song."

"Good!" Ye Hanjun nodded.

He suppressed a look of shock from the depths of his pupils, and as he uncontrolled Agifra, the evil spirit faded from his cheeks, and the burgundy demonic makeup, as well as the demonic wings and heart-shaped tail on his back, all disappeared.

"The inheritor of the Holy Beast and the Holy Demon King, the virtuoso who is in charge of the thunder, and the seeker who has pursued the rhythm of music all his life - the Heavenly Demon Relic Sound - Absolute String, melt into my body and merge with me!"

The simple and obscure prayers echo in the depths of the heart.

The blood of the Succubus Queen has just faded, and another completely different kind of demon blood has been injected into the flesh and soul of the Night Cold King.

He transforms again, starting with his hair, which is an inch of golden color.

This is followed by the forehead, eye sockets, nose, mouth, chin, neck, ...... From top to bottom, in the blink of an eye, Ye Hanjun turned into a golden-bodied demon in human form.

The most eye-catching part is still the finger part, the ten fingers were originally as white as jade, and the eyes are as yellow as gold, the heart moves with the thought, dancing, and seems to be lighter and more beautiful than a butterfly.

"Boom!"

Ye Hanjun plucked a string and tried it simply.

It's this feeling again, when he fuses with Agifra, he doesn't want to get hurt, and he cares very much about the safety of his body.

When he was merging with silence, he longed for pain, eager to fight, even if he rolled around thousands of troops, he was not afraid of death, and he did not hesitate to do anything.

Only when he fused to the absolute string, his mind was empty.

But this is not emptiness, nor loneliness, but a kind of silence that is unbearable in the cold.

In this state, he only has the sound in his heart, and only the piano under his fingers, even if the mountain collapses and the ground cracks, it has nothing to do with him.

"Quack~~"

Guagua, who was tilting his head, blinked, and his little face showed expectation.

Grandpa Jue is finally sober, his consciousness has been chaotic for so long, he must have gained a lot!

Thinking of the irreplaceable importance of the artist's first performance, Xiao Guagua looked left and right, looking for a suitable small bench.

Eventually, it jumped onto the little black hat's shoulders, and a pair of snow-white flippers swayed, ready to listen to the music.

"Roaring ......"

"Hiss ......"

Requiem Mountain, the top of the mountain.

The Abyss of Destruction still enveloped a large area, and the fog rose inside, and the sound of fierce fighting could still be heard between the flow of blood and light.

But other than that, the heavens and the earth were stained with red mist.

The nightmare falcon that breaks through the sky and tries to overwhelm the entire mountain with its own strength.

Except for Ye Mochou's unknown state, all the rest of the human beings have been dragged into a nightmare, with uncertain life and death, and many crises.

And their contract spirits are all guarding by the side at this moment.

The mind of the wise is terrified and anxious.

The bared teeth without wisdom grinned, and once wanted to run away.

But looking at the red mist in the sky, they didn't know where to pounce, and were forced to freeze in place, caught in a dilemma.

"Bastard, this thing didn't treat us as companions!"

"When we're done cooking these humans, it's going to kill us!!"

In the corner of the red mist, although the little monkey master was not trapped in the nightmare, he covered his mouth and did not want to inhale the strange mist at all.

“￥#*&@！”

The Scorpion Demon was separated from it by a long distance, and because he sensed the ubiquitous danger, he rarely restrained his ferocity, and instead recovered his strength, trying to accumulate a blow of jade and stone.

"Whoosh-whoosh-"

The nightmare falcon shuttling in the sea of fog, a pair of cold eyes, the luster of killing shimmered and flashed.

It is wreaking havoc on the undead.

As a feathered beast that rules the dream realm, the main energy naturally comes from the power of the soul.

Although the quality of these undead is uneven, it can be tens of thousands, and under the forcible seizure, its soul has always been maintained at the peak level, and there is almost no loss of energy.

As time goes by, the longer the prey is trapped in the nightmare, the less likely it is to break free.

Once you suck the soul of the more precious Terran elite, you may be able to soar to the immeasurable fetus all at once.

At that time, these contract creatures that have lost their owners will suffer backlash, and they will only be hunted by it.

The nightmare falcon with a high IQ - the insidious and meticulous plan is clearly calculated.

In order to ensure the ultimate success rate, it even banned the periphery of the Abyss of Destruction at any cost.

As long as the colorful dream realm creates another false scene, the creatures involved in the battle will be temporarily deceived by their perception, and the time that has been won invisibly will inevitably tilt the balance of victory further in its favor.

"Whew!!"

The Nightmare Falcon suddenly spat out a mouthful of bloody phlegm, and a bloody light welled up from the murderous eyes.

Backlash? How can there be a backlash? Who broke free from the dream?!

Following the guidance of the spirit, the Nightmare Falcon's gaze pierced through the mist and quickly locked onto a humanoid mass of golden glow.

Without hesitation, it dived downward, opened its mouth and spat out, and a dream arrow shot straight out.

"Boom!" The Giant Shield Golem raises its shield to block.

But the purple sky-piercing arrow was not substantial, and it pierced its chest at once, and after being slightly hindered, it continued to sprint downward.

"Moan—"

Nine Dragons Sanitation, the nine-headed wind dragon with pale dragon scales, concentrated a little, and all of them exploded.

The Dream Arrow was still not destroyed, but its crosshairs were seriously deviated, and it flew out diagonally, almost grazing the little monkey's scalp, and disappeared in mid-air.

"What did the master say? This thing is not good-natured! ”

"Big man, the master can't understand your ethnic language, and the bull head is not right to the horse's mouth, and he can't speak clearly."

"But if you have a little brain, you can't calm down at this time, right? You attack, I sneak attack, let's knock it down, find a way to jump off the cliff, and escape from this land of right and wrong! ”

“￥*&#！”

The scorpion demon didn't know what to say, and suddenly broke the scissors pliers, and the momentum of seeing death as if he was at home was high-spirited to the extreme.

"Yes, yes, that's it!"

The little monkey master was overjoyed, and turned his arms to search for the Nightmare Falcon's body:

"Master, I'm also out of the way!"

"If we don't work hard, we really have to explain here!"

"Boom!"

In the depths of the sea of red mist, a crisp piano sound came out.

The nearest mist flickered like a candle blown by the wind, and the flickering light of the fire was eye-catching.

"Ding-dong-buzz-hush-"

"Murmur - drenching - cocoon-"

Another series of piano sounds sounded, and at first glance it sounded chaotic and disorderly, and it was very noisy and unpleasant.

But it was only a few adjustments in an instant, and the sound of the piano changed.

When it is sick, it is like raindrops, and when it is slow, it is like an old man staggering.

The high places are like standing above the stars, and the low places are like being in the middle of the valleys.

The nightmare falcon's swooping posture suddenly paused, and when he looked up, the red mist covering the sky and the sun actually became violent, and he was as irritable as the river and the sea.

The balance of everything was broken, and in the abyss of destruction, Ye Mochou suddenly stepped on the plasma and walked out step by step.

His body was entangled with the smell of incomparably fragrant wine, but his eyes were hollow, and when he stepped on the earth, he seemed to stand on top of all beings, and he was born with supreme honor.

Behind him, you can faintly see the mad White Bird Demon, the Medicine Demon, and the Fission Snake Demon, dancing with the wine demon madness in the shape of a wine barrel, fighting and fighting.

"Controlling Dreams...... The Fourth Most Holy Relic......"

Ye Mochou looked down on the audience, took in all the unconscious clansmen, snorted coldly inexplicably, and a wisp of frost appeared on his rigid face.

But he still didn't make a move, locked the source of the piano sound from afar, and was silent, looking at it without saying a word.

In a moment, the sound of the piano changed again.

Some kind of murderous aura that oppressed the soul was calmed down again as soon as it rose.

That feeling is like there was a dragon doing evil in the four seas just now, setting off a monstrous wave.

Suddenly, a palm fell from the sky, strangling the dragon's neck, making it difficult to breathe, and it could not escape despite all the struggles.

"This song...... Created in the prime of my life. ”

"When I was young, I didn't know that the sky was high and the earth was wide, but the day was day, the moon was night, the mountains and seas were boundless, and the rivers were boundless, which was the scene of prosperity in the world."

"It turns out that the heavens will be angry, and the earth will cry."

"The mountains will collapse and the sea will wither."

"Those who obey the will of heaven will be blessed by heaven."

"Those who go against the heavens will be punished by the heavens, and they will be decided."

"Who is not old, who is ruthless, you don't see the red lotus coming up in anger, the sun and the moon are like heresy, you don't see the blue waves rising and thundering, the sun is still standing, the evening is dead, and the bones are not left to comfort the sky......"

"Listen...... Heavenly Fury. ”

The obscure demonic language, mixed with human language and mental fluctuations, radiates like a plague.

When the sound fell, the golden-bodied demon that Ye Hanjun turned into was completely selfless, completely immersed in the spiritual world.

But his fingers moved, and the silver-white strings were plucked.

Strings, slides, stutters, twists...... Dozens or hundreds of playing skills seem to be imprinted in flesh and blood, changing as you like.

"Boom—"

Dark green lightning split the sky horizontally, and on the top of the mountain, the red mist in the sky was defeated like a mountain.

This time, there were no dark clouds and no blood.

For a moment, the wind was beautiful, the autumn was crisp, and the sky was exceptionally clear.

But in the next second, the emerald green vortex condensed and formed, and an abyss cannon with a diameter of more than five hundred meters actually appeared in the sky.

The night was in a trance for a moment, and there was a trace of disbelief.

This pattern...... This is what it looks like...... Why is it similar to exterminator artillery?

The biggest difference is nothing more than a representation of crimson fear, which has the power to incinerate everything.

Another emerald green arc that splits the void is like a giant dragon churning and swimming, and it is hard to imagine how shocking it will be when the thunder explodes.

"This piano demon ...... Glimpse the heavenly opportunity, even imprint the traces of the sky, and forge your own piano score?! ”

In the flash of lightning, the night was clear, and then fell into a deeper level of absurdity.

Is this really possible? Using the Epoch Clock as a background board, imitating and simulating, in just a few years, can you draw nutrients from it and glow with a new life force?

The Lyra Thunder Demon clan has such a powerful understanding?

Ye Mochou couldn't believe it, but the facts were in front of him, and it was difficult for him to question them.

"Boom !!"

The muzzle of the cannon squirmed, and after slowly taking shape, the top of the mountain fell into absolute dead silence.

The souls who were still fleeing frantically were almost crushed to the ground, indirectly losing the ability to float.

Individual soul bodies are fragile, or have already injured the origin, and they collapse with a pop.

The pure soul qi that overflows after being shattered would normally attract other revenant souls to snatch and eat, but now it is motionless, allowing the spiritual substance to pass in vain.

"Whew!!"

The only one left to fly is the Nightmare Falcon.

It was forced to lower some height to slow down the devastation that fell from the sky.

But it was not willing to give in, and in the cold pupils, it was still thinking about countermeasures.

"Boom !!"

In the sound of the slaughter, a green-gold ball lightning bolt slammed down vertically into the world.

It was spinning at high speed, and the red mist it encountered along the way was not likely to be stopped, and it was shattered in an instant.

"This kid...... Do you want to kill everyone? ”

The corners of Ye Mochou's eyes jumped and jumped, and he endured the restlessness of his hand more than once.

The rank of the Qin Demon has definitely not reached the perfection of heaven and earth, but this skill is not trivial, and the destructive momentum it exudes, even he must sit back and wait, and dare not be careless.

It is conceivable that 10,000 percent of the clansmen in a state of nightmares have no possibility of the next step.

“&￥#*****！！！”

The scorpion demon went crazy and slammed out the scissor pliers, and a large cloud of blood gas bombs exploded above his head.

The little monkey master, whose face was so gloomy that he was dripping blood, was just talking about fighting hard, but when the matter came to an end, he suddenly shrank into a rubber ball the size of a human fist, and drilled into the crack in the ground.

"His grandmother's, what a perverted thing!"

"Master, I am also well-informed, how can there be such a demonic monster in the human race, and it can actually dominate the law of thunder and lightning!"

The little monkey who said that he would run away, his voice had not completely fallen, and there was no sound in his ears.

It glanced up with hidden fear, and saw that the sky was full of green, and a ball of lightning that covered the sky had not yet landed, and exploded on the way to gallop.

In an instant, the little monkey's eyes were completely filled with green.

The sound of a strong explosion continued to echo, the splashing plasma seemed to assimilate all things, the leaping arc was like fireworks and firecrackers that destroyed the world, and the top of Requiem Mountain was split into countless cracks, and the entire mountain had a tendency to crumble and disintegrate.

"Whew!!"

Nightmare Falcon screamed and suddenly escaped from Ye Yunruo's body.

It tries to burrow into the dreams of its prey, as a way to escape the calamity facing its body.

But the ball lightning locked onto it, and the waterfall-like thunder sea poured down, bypassing Ye Yunruo's flesh and blood, and forced it out.

"Poof!"

The Nightmare Falcon vomited blood, its petal-shaped red pupils, and its madness filled with an aura of extinction called withering.

The tricolor feathers, which are composed of red, white, and black, fall off one by one and turn bald in the blink of an eye.

It was pressed to the ground, as if it had a chain weighing 10,000 tons, and its qualification to fly in the sky was deprived of it.

But it didn't die, and it didn't stop struggling, screaming again and again, sucking the pure soul energy of tens of thousands of dead souls after they were annihilated, maddening their souls, and fighting back desperately.

"The fourth Holy Relic, the Nightmare Falcon, the descendant of the Wings of Terror?"

"It's so dangerous, I'm tied in my dreams, my hands and feet are bound, and there's a guillotine on top of my head that's about to fall, if it's too late, maybe I won't be able to hold on......"

Night Tooth and Night Smoke opened their mouths one after another, and Ye Yunruo, who woke up slowly, touched the plasma belonging to the Nightmare Falcon on her chest, and was distracted for a while.

"Did the Night Han-kun save us?"

Ye Aobai, whose legs were paralyzed by the splashing arc, tried his best to prop up his upper body, and his uncertain gaze flashed several times.

"Good boy, his piano demon is getting stronger again?"

"What kind of skill is it, under one blow, even the Holy Relic Vein that has just absorbed the Pure Holy Blood will be severely damaged?"

Ye Aobai was puzzled and confused.

The clansmen who woke up one after another looked up at the top of their heads, where there was any light in the sky, where there was any fog, the thunder sea was entrenched, like a tiger lying in the roaring sky, this heaven and earth were completely under its suppression and rule.

"It's terrifying, this breath of destruction seems to have a wisp of charm of killing artillery......"

"You see, the Abyss of Destruction can't easily swallow the overflowing arc, it needs a grinding process to crush the energy inside."

"In other words, the quality of these thunderbolts is extremely high, far above us......"

The frightened tribesmen, out of the dream, are still in fear.

Ye Mo looked deeply at the golden-bodied demon who was still playing the guqin, her face was tense, and she whispered to herself:

"I'm afraid it's not an extreme skill."

"Only the unique skill can transcend the limitations of the rank and compete with the S-rank authority ...... in another dimension."

Everyone's eyes - all brushes and brushes look at the slowly walking Ye Mochou.

"Although the emperor was also surprised, Ye Mo was right."

Ye Mochou's palm grasped an electric arc, and the arc jumped around, persevering to escape.

He lowered his head for a while, then looked up at the sky, and there was no emotion in his eyes:

"The higher up the ranks, the more difficult it is to master the skills that are qualified to break the shackles, and the harder it is to retain."

"This Lyra Thunder Demon sealed in the Demon Cave ...... Or they have the most holy resources, and the potential is beyond imagination. ”

(End of chapter)

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