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and Feng Xingyue, Bi Xia, Xia Nishang and others, temporarily tied, and the battle of music and rhythm against alone, but gradually fell into the downwind, the strength of tears listening to Zen is between one to four great masters, but that is the king of the demon race, the demon king realm is equivalent to the martial king realm of the human race, the difference between the two sides is almost a big realm, if it is not the Wunian faction but the Buddhism mastery, it is much more exquisite than the song that she comprehends by herself, but I am afraid that she will not be able to support it for so long.

In the blink of an eye, Tear Tingzen's figure shook slightly, and a drop of blood appeared in the center of his eyebrows.

This is a symptom of excessive concentration in chanting.

Tears listening to Zen's pretty face, but also gradually surging pale color, in the snow-white Zi clothes against the backdrop, the whole person is more and more holy, like a mortal Bodhisattva in general, the beauty is simply not forced to see, people can never forget it at a glance, for many people, the Buddha clothes wear on this delicate and unparalleled pretty nun body, but also has an unparalleled charm power.

Yuansheng Shenzi, who had been sitting quietly at the table next to him, had a vague smile on the corner of his mouth, took out an eight-finger-long tube of ink-colored bone Xiao from his arms, put it on his lips and blew it gently.

Yuansheng Shenzi is a very dashing character, every move is full of a strange rhythm, as if it is a definition of the word beautiful between heaven and earth, which makes people look extremely comfortable, his whole person seems to be shrouded in a layer of divine brilliance, outstanding, just now this series of actions is natural, flowing clouds and water, ink-colored bones Xiao is on the side of his mouth, a string of clear flute sounds, just like the clear spring water in the mountains on a bright moonlit night.

The sound of the flute was like a tide, rippling, and it joined the battle between Sanskrit and Erhu Yin.

Yuansheng Miko turned out to be a master of the sound rhythm attack technique.

The sound of the flute was melodious, and the silver and holy light fluttered out from the ink-colored bones, the rhythm was soft and pure, flawless, and also rippling like ripples, and the golden Sanskrit sound was harmonized together, and the power was doubled, and gradually resisted the attack of the sound of the erhu, and moved back to Yicheng.

"Yuanshengzong is really extraordinary, this strength is unfathomable, obviously above Bi Xia, Xia Nishang and others, so that people can't see through the depths, the whole person is shrouded in divine brilliance, as if the gods descended to earth, this kind of demeanor and temperament, even if it is Mu Tianyang, I'm afraid it's a little inferior, right?"

Ding Hao was secretly surprised in his heart.

Among the information collected by the Sword Sect about the leaders of the younger generation of the various sects, the information about the Divine Son and the Holy Maiden of the Yuansheng Sect is the least, only scaly claws, a few words, obviously not getting enough information, but the evaluation is extremely high, in addition to Mu Tianyang, the evaluation of the Yuansheng Divine Son and the Yuansheng Holy Maiden of the Asking Sword Sect is also level, reminding Ding Hao that once he faces any of these two people, he must pay great attention.

"Listen to Zen sister, I wish you a helping hand for my brother. Yuansheng Miko smiled and spoke, with an extraordinary bearing.

In the process of speaking, Gu Xiao's voice has never been broken, and it is still melodious, which shows that his attainment in music and rhythm skills has reached a very deep level.

Dressed in white clothes, she was pretty, but she nodded slightly, but did not reply, and did not even open her eyes.

Ding Hao couldn't help but shake his head.

The super seventh sense given to Ding Hao made him suddenly feel that something seemed wrong, but he couldn't say what was wrong.

After a while, the sword fell into the city and couldn't help but let out a long roar, and the giant knife was unsheathed and joined the battle group.

What he cultivates, the most is to pay attention to the battle spirit, the cultivation of the Dao profound realm, once a body of battle intent is triggered, you can turn into a battle mad god, the battle will not stop, the battle will not stop, the greater the battle spirit, the stronger the combat power, it is said that when cultivating to the advanced realm, the more serious the injury, the stronger the attack power, when the body is seriously injured, the strength can even be doubled.

The fighting spirit is naturally cultivated in countless battles.

Encountering this kind of Cheng dù's battle, it is like dry firewood encountering fire, the knife has been pouring into the city for a long time, and at this time, I can no longer suppress the battle spirit in my heart, and the long knife is horizontal, turning into a whirlwind, and the sword is shining, and it is taken directly.

Rumble!

The moment the long knife and the white bone giant rod collided, the sound was terrifying, like a crack in the sky.

Strong, at this moment, he was shocked and shook his body, which shows the strength of the sword.

Before, Feng Xingyun, Bi Xia and the Falling Star Holy Son and others were not known for their strength, and it was always a bit difficult to meet such a strength realm above them, and there were tough opponents who liked to take the hard route, but now the addition of the knife to the city finally relieved their pressure, just like a strong MT meat character in the team battle, withstood the bombardment, and the exquisite moves of others can finally be used to their heart's content.

This battle group, the geniuses and powerhouses of the human race, finally gradually moved back to the situation.

And the other side.

With the support, Tearful Listening Zen finally relieved the pressure, and the ink-colored bone Xiao and the union were able to resist the power of a song, and it seemed that he would not fall behind, but Ding Hao was keenly aware of the flaws in the cooperation between the two young geniuses.

It is a Buddhist music and rhythm skills, extremely solemn, and there is a kind of compassion and compassion for the people, and although the ink-colored bone Xiao contains the taste of Buddhism's reincarnation and salvation on the surface, it is actually based on entering the WTO, wantonness, and indulgence, which is fundamentally incompatible.

Ding Hao could feel the flaws in this moment, and with his attainments, he naturally grasped it instantly.

The rhythm of the erhu became abrupt, the voice changed suddenly, changing the previous quiet and elegant connotation, and suddenly became a golden iron horse and an iron-blooded galaxy, murderous and aggressive, and the power of the sound wave increased several times compared with before, completely squeezing through the tears and listening to the ensemble, separating the two, and the majestic pressure was like a mountain and a sea.

His complexion changed, and he no longer had the previous chic and calm state, and his expression became solemn.