No matter what these ghosts want to do in the imperial capital, with the Lord of Kunlun and Yao Chi joining forces, they will definitely be able to break their conspiracy.

Just as he was thinking about it, the crown prince heard a cracking sound coming from the direction of the south of the palace.

Just as the previous two halls were broken, another Senluo Hall was breached!

"Newspaper-" The voice of the guard sounded outside the store, trotting all the way, rubbing the armor on his body, from afar, he came to kneel outside the palace gate, faced the prince and reported, "Congratulations to Your Highness, the fire hall has been broken!" ”

The prince said movingly: "Okay! ”

The four halls of Senluo have broken three halls, and now only the mountain hall in the west is left, but I don't know whether it is the sword venerable or the big offering that controls the overall situation in the mountain hall.

Seeing that the hourglass was about to go to the end, his hand holding the sword trembled.

The mountain hall, in front of the last peak.

The news of the destruction of the Fire Temple appeared in the sea of consciousness of everyone, which made their hearts happy.

The fire temple is broken, so they are here for the last point.

The last weight of the block array, the pressure of the peaks was so heavy that they couldn't breathe even when they closed their eyes.

Everyone was far away from the unattainable mountain, and the only one standing under the overlapping peaks was the red figure.

He had already led them here, almost miraculously breaking through all the formations in front of him. In front of me is the last and most difficult part of the mountains, and if it can be broken, tonight's nightmare will be over.

However, as soon as everyone looked at the hourglass, they didn't have much time left.

Everyone couldn't help but hold their breath at this moment, and they thought with a heart, can they get by?

The calculated data of the system in Chu Yiyang's field of vision had been stacked into a torrent, densely packed, and the scenery of the mountains in front of him was almost invisible.

The countdown in the lower right corner is coming to an end little by little, and the system's calculations are approaching the final result little by little.

The person who should be under the most pressure is not as heavy as others think.

The immortal cultivation formations of these countless worlds, which he has verified countless times, are all algorithms. What can be calculated by manpower may not be able to be replaced by people, but with the system of wearing the technology crystallization of the bookstore, there will definitely be no problem.

In the imperial city, in the depths of the imperial palace, outside the fire hall, there are thousands of households.

All the places where you can see the bright moon in the sky, whether it is the monks who have just left the Senluo Temple, or the mortals who have been hiding in the building, are watching the countdown of the hourglass in the sky.

The last three, the last two, the last one......

Just as the last grain of sand above the hourglass was about to fall below through the slender bottleneck, the data flow in front of Chu Yiyang suddenly collapsed and contracted, and a faint white light flashed in his eyes.

"Broken...... It's going to break! ”

The people standing in the distance watched as they gradually lost their might, and like all the previous levels, the heavy peaks that were about to turn into landscape painting skin and slowly open up in front of them couldn't help but show surprise on their faces.

However, at this moment, a fierce piano sound sounded between heaven and earth, like a sharp sword tearing open the sky.

Affected by this piano sound, the large array that was originally breaking was distorted, and the light in Chu Yiyang's eyes instantly dissipated.

"Breaking the Formation......"

This is the Yao Chi Breaking Formation Song that everyone heard before the succession ceremony, and it is the same tune as the Yao Chi team, but the rhythm is completely different.

Just one person played it, and the sound of the piano resounded in the sky, as if it was about to tear the whole world apart!

The great array was in chaos, and the whole world was twisting and turning.

Heaven and earth are out of balance, everything is disrupted, and the calculation of the system is stuck at the last point, just like when the passage under the blood pool is opened in Aoba Mountain Castle, it will fall into chaos.

Outside the imperial capital, the white palace pulled by countless Qingluan flew towards the capital of the Xuanyuan Dynasty under the moon.

In the sound of the wings of the fairy bird, the prince wearing a blue-gold brocade robe walked out of the chariot quickly, came to the moon, stood in front of the fence, and looked at the Xuanyuan Imperial City.

"This is ......," Xie Changle's face flashed with a look of surprise.

This is their Yao Chi's breaking song, and it is a war music that only his father can play!

But it is impossible for Yaochi Qinzun to appear here, and Xie Changle listened to the sound of the piano carefully, and felt that the meaning of the song was also different from his father's breaking formation.

Yaochi's piano score is like everyone's practice, the same exercises, but different people practice with different results, as long as it is a piano practice, with subtleties, even if you don't have to meet, you can sense the identity and details of the other party.

"Young master."

The elders who accompanied him had already run behind him, and his maid had taken his harp out of it.

"Jean!"

Sensing his magic weapon, Xie Changle stretched out his hand behind him and took the piano from the maid's hand.

The body of the piano seemed to have life in his hand, like an arm and fingers, and he turned around in the air, and a cold light was reflected on the strings.

The handsome boy sat on the ground, his blue-gold robe spread out around like a green luan's tail feathers, and the long qin was across his knees.

The ten slender fingers of the young master of Yao Chi turned into lotus flowers under the moon, poured spiritual power, swept the strings, and urged the sound of breaking the formation.

No matter who was the one who was shot and broke the formation in the imperial capital, even if there was no intention of asking for help in the sound of the other party's qin, only Zheng Ran who wanted to tear the sky with his own strength, but since it was the sound of their Yaochi, he would definitely make peace when he heard it.

In Qingluan's driving, along with the sound of the piano, the figures of Yaochi's disciples appeared on the deck.

As when they went to Kunlun, everyone had their natal magic weapons in their hands, and different musical instruments sounded, making the same song.

The flute also appeared in the hands of the two elders standing behind Xie Changle, and when they glanced at each other, they focused on the sound of the young master's piano, resonating and amplifying his piano intention, and responding to the sound of the piano that came out of nowhere and made the two of them feel familiar.

The heavens and the earth shook, and under the darkness, the pianist wearing a tattered green shirt heard the sound of the piano coming from the underworld, and his eyes became brighter like spring water: "Heh." ”

The green clothes on his body were even more shabby than when he went down to the netherworld, with many tears on them, and there was dried blood on each of them.

In the weakest part of this netherworld, he urged the sound of the qin, and played the Yaochi Breaking Array on the strings of the Fuxi qin with one hand.

The sound of the piano soared into the sky, and the slender fingers that plucked the strings turned into phantoms.

At his side, the other hand that hung down had turned into white bones, and only one intact hand was left playing.

The Netherworld is really not an easy place to break into, and the fierce souls and evil ghosts that have been banned here for countless years are extremely easy to make people suffer.

The spiritual power was completely activated, causing the green shirt on his body to swell like a sail.

The wounds that had been broken had not healed, but now they were torn open again, and blood shot out of them like arrows.

However, the paler his face became, the brighter his eyes became.

Although the aura of the Netherworld Demons and Fierce Beasts behind him was getting closer and closer, the passage between the Netherworld and the Yang was also stirred by the breaking array that ran through the Yin and Yang.

Finally, when the cold aura behind it spread, the wind and clouds that were pulled turned into whirlpools.

The five fingers of the pianist in the green shirt swept sonorously on the strings, and the seven strings sounded, like a cracked silk, and the wind was born from the netherworld, rolling the dust towards the sky!

"Poof-" The man sitting behind the Fuxi piano spurted out a mouthful of blood, blood sprinkling dots on the qin, his hand leaving the strings, but the broken array was still playing.

Xie Wuzheng took out a young black cat from his arms with his intact right hand.

The little black cat closed its eyes, fell into a faint stupor, its tail hanging behind it, and without hesitation, the hand holding him threw him towards the whirlpool of wind and clouds.

The small body was swept away from the ground by the wind and clouds, and flew towards the sky.

The pianist in the green shirt lowered his hand as if he had exhausted his strength, and sat in place without moving.

Even when a blood-stained robe hung down like endless darkness behind him, covering the bare feet that had stepped on the blood-soaked soil, he didn't look back.

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Chapter 58

Since Xie Wuzheng can remember, he has experienced countless life and death dangers, and none of them have been like a trapped beast like now.

The man behind him was like a cat teasing a mouse, who could have killed anyone who appeared in his territory at once, but he put away his paws, and only followed these fierce ghosts and beasts that roamed the netherworld, watching them struggle.

Xie Wuzheng's cultivation of going through the Divine Palace and returning to the ground to tour the four realms and three seas in place of the Divine Monarch's will was nothing to the existence behind him.

He closed his eyes, but the man between the boy and the young man behind him raised his head, and a pair of eyes that were not stained like a child looked at the passage opened by Fu Xiqin, and then let out a chuckle from his throat.

The laughter was both innocent and cruel, overlapping with the sound Xie Wuzheng had heard countless times in the dark.

The expression on the boy's face was the same as that on the statue of the god in Aoba Castle, but he was a few years older than the statue.

He raised his hand and made the same gesture as the pianist in a green shirt.

Smoke and dust rose from the shadows, condensing from his pale fingertips into the shape of a dragon that kept changing.

"Go ahead."

With this clean, innocent voice, the changing dragon form suddenly swelled into an overwhelming dragon and pounced towards the whirlpool.

Above the netherworld, the sound of the hourglass shattering sounded in everyone's ears, and the distorted mountains in front of Chu Yiyang's eyes also suddenly collapsed, and the place where everyone was located became the imperial capital Xicheng.

Bright moonlight poured overhead, and everyone turned to look in the direction of the hourglass with a look of astonishment.

I saw that the bell tower of the temple was empty, and the ground of the entire imperial capital turned into a whirlpool!

A cold aura arose from the soles of everyone's feet, as if to drag them from the sun to the netherworld.

Under the horrified gaze of the crowd, a cold, colorless, and eerie dragon slowly rose from the whirlpool.

As soon as this dragon, whose eyes were filled with color and mirage, appeared, the entire imperial capital was transformed from a prosperous world into a huge cemetery, and the eyes of those ghosts who had been wandering the streets with empty eyes suddenly burst into flames.

In a private house, I sneaked to the window covered by the wooden plank, put my eyes into the gap to look outside, and the little girl saw those ragged spirits slowly turning in this direction one by one, and a pair of blood-red eyes stared at her, and suddenly let out a scream: "Ah——!! ”

In the eastern suburbs of the Imperial Mausoleum, the garrison and monks in charge of guarding gathered outside the Imperial Mausoleum, with their guns and halberds pointed at the stone gate carved with dragon patterns.