Chapter 384 Heart Demon Guqin [Asking for a Monthly Pass]

To all of you, borrow a monthly ticket, I don't know if I can get my wish.

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The dragon gave birth to nine sons, all of whom were different.

Yan Yunzi's sister Luo Huali, even if she is a bewildering goblin in Du Feiyun's eyes, is not incomprehensible.

However, Luo Huali is not an entangled character, at first she just teased Du Feiyun with words, and secretly used spiritual sense to charm and tease.

Later, when she found that Du Feiyun had made up her mind, she was determined and unmoved, and her heart was as solid as a rock and unshakable, so she no longer seduced him.

She changed her demeanor instead, her tone and eyes became cold and arrogant, and her graceful and noble momentum bloomed, as if she had changed a person, and she looked a little like a smoke cloud, lying high in the clouds, looking down on the common people.

"In that case, then Du Feiyun, you can do your best, let me see how many catties and taels my sister's proud disciple has!"

Obviously, Luo Huali also made up his mind that he would not leave his hands and would test Du Feiyun's strength. At the same time, the meaning in her words is also obvious, this is just a competition and teaching between the same sect, and she will not be heavy on Du Feiyun.

Du Feiyun naturally nodded happily, this is exactly what he was looking forward to, he bowed to Luo Huali, and smiled confidently: "Please give advice to your predecessors." ”

"Feiyun is a real person. Luo Huali waved Qianqianyu's hand and motioned for Du Feiyun to attack first.

Luo Huali is a senior master, Du Feiyun is just a junior, and it is a etiquette rule for him to strike first, and he should not let it go.

In just a moment, the wind and clouds surged in the ring, the aura of heaven and earth fluctuated suddenly, and the ring was also trembling slightly. Du Feiyun's spiritual sense burst out, releasing a spiritual storm, forming a terrifying hurricane, sweeping towards Luo Huali.

Luo Huali sensed that Du Feiyun's qi was firmly locked on her, and the spiritual consciousness condensed with all its strength to press her, and the vast and powerful spiritual sense attack actually made her feel a sense of crisis.

She swept away the previous frivolity and carelessness, her eyes became solemn, and she raised her foot and slowly took three steps to the left, each step of which was a vibrating jump in the ring. Three steps later, her qi pulled Du Feiyun's spiritual sense to move, and invisibly, it broke Du Feiyun's oppression of her spiritual sense.

At the same time, while she slowly stepped to the left with her hands down, she raised her delicate chin slightly as if she was strolling in a leisurely garden, closed her eyes, and relied on her mind to sense. With a wave of her right hand, she stretched out her slender and white index finger and slowly drew in the air in front of her, and the strokes were so meticulous that she seemed to be really painting.

Luo Huali seemed to be strolling leisurely, aimlessly, Du Feiyun also closed his eyes, his mind was condensed and running to the extreme, pacing, his eyes closed, and a calm and calm smile on his face.

It's just that under this calm and waveless surface, there are turbulent and turbulent waves. Du Feiyun's spiritual sense burst out, and after sending out that spiritual consciousness hurricane, he unleashed the Howling Wind and the Soul Sword, slashing the endless spiritual consciousness shock wave and the spiritual sword towards Luo Huali.

"The wind runs through the woods, and the rain falls into the river. Let's listen to the flowers bloom and fall, and look down on the clouds. ”

At this time, Luo Huali was shrouded by Du Feiyun's overwhelming spiritual attacks, like a flat boat in a hurricane and waves, and like a duckweed in the boiling river, which seemed to capsize at any time.

It's just that, as she moved lightly, her feet seemed to be extremely slow but they took sixteen steps in the ring very fast, but the ring trembled and jumped wildly. At the same time, she uses both her left and right hands, both of which are two fingers of the middle of the food and the finger of the sword, using the invisible air in front of her as a painting scroll, and the brush strokes are delicately and leisurely sketching and painting.

In a tenth-of an instant, the countless spiritual attacks sent out by Du Feiyun poured down towards her, and at the same time, she also fell the last stroke, and the invisible picture scroll was also completed. ...,

When she withdrew her hands and stopped, suddenly, an endless picture bloomed in the air in front of her, which was a quiet and stretched picture, undisturbed and clear.

The hundreds of thousands of disciples who watched the battle under the ring couldn't see the painting made by Luo Huali at all, because only the powerhouses of the Soul Refining Realm could see it, and they could only see it with their spiritual sense.

Luo Huali painted a quiet courtyard, in the center is a slowly flowing river, dotted with swimming fish and lotus flowers, on the small river, there is an elegant white jade bridge, there is a green bamboo forest by the river, the courtyard is surrounded by winding paths and flowers blooming everywhere.

And this picture scroll that can only be seen by spiritual consciousness was magnified thousands of times in an instant, and it collided with the spiritual consciousness attack issued by Du Feiyun, and suddenly stirred up a thousand feet of invisible waves, stirring up the defensive formations around the ring.

The spiritual storm sent out by Du Feiyun, the hurricane of spiritual consciousness, rolled up the small river and the stone bridge in the courtyard, the river water, lotus flowers and swimming fish were sucked dry and crushed, and the stone bridge was also turned into powder. However, the hurricane of spiritual consciousness also dissipated and disappeared.

In addition, the invisible shock wave emitted by the wind and howling moon was all blocked by the bamboo forest in the courtyard, and the emerald green and straight bamboo forest swayed its branches and leaves slightly, and seemed to make a rattling sound, which was washed by the shock wave of spiritual consciousness.

As for the spiritual sword formed by Du Feiyun's spiritual sense attack, it was even more terrifying, it was a thousand zhang in size, and it was slashed horizontally in the courtyard, and it was immediately wrapped in the white clouds in the high sky, and was shrouded in countless flowers and trees.

Boom! Boom!

The spiritual attacks of the two collided violently, and the silent explosion exploded violently, shaking the ground of the ring, one after another like the sea, and the defensive formation on the edge of the ring suddenly shone brightly, stirring up a powerful ripple agitation.

The hundreds of thousands of disciples who watched the battle under the ring couldn't sense the turbulent waves and terrifying momentum in the ring at all, but those Soul Refining Realm elders all changed color, and their eyes were full of shock.

Eventually, everything was settled, and the two of them dissipated their spiritual attacks. It's a pity that the two still looked as usual, and they couldn't tell the winner.

Luo Huali opened his eyes, looked at Du Feiyun, showed a slight smile, and said secretly in his heart: "I didn't expect that Du Feiyun was so strong, I majored in mental and spiritual sense, and eighty percent of my strength was exerted, and he was unharmed." ”

Unexpectedly, Du Feiyun was also muttering to himself in his heart at this time: "Luo Huali's strength is really not to be underestimated, my ten percent strength has been brought into play, and I still haven't been able to defeat her, it seems that if she is either outstanding in mental cultivation, or her strength is unfathomable." ”

Since the two sides of the spiritual sense competition are evenly matched, it is difficult to distinguish between them, so Du Feiyun held the hanging mountain, saluted Luo Huali, and said: "Painting away from the seniors, please!"

"Feiyun Zhenren, please!" Luo Huali's eyes were much brighter when he looked at Du Feiyun this time, and he no longer teased him, and there was still a touch of approval in his eyes. She offered an antique xylophone and held it in her left hand.

It was the first time Du Feiyun had seen someone use a musical instrument to make a treasure, but he could also see that the piano that Luo Huali was simple and simple, and the breath in it was majestic and vast, obviously not ordinary, at least it was also a medium-grade Horcrux.

Luo Huali is still dressed in tight black, covered with a black veil. But she was holding a guqin in her left hand, and her body was suspended in the air, and she immediately showed a quiet and profound temperament. The slender and white five fingers of her right hand stretched out, pressed on the white strings, turned her head, her eyes were swirling, and she looked at Du Feiyun with a smile: "Feiyun Zhenren, make a move." ”

Before, Luo Huali fought with him empty-handed, and he didn't feel the pressure, but now Luo Huali has a medium-grade Horcrux guqin in his hand, which immediately doubles his pressure, and his heart becomes cautious and dignified. ...,

However, no matter what, Du Feiyun will not be afraid to back down. He held a one-foot-sized hanging mountain in his left hand, his body was covered by Shura armor, and with a single draw of his right hand, he sacrificed the Demon Dragon Sword.

"Blood is floating in the world!"

Du Feiyun's heart moved, and this supreme divine power suddenly unleashed, and the demon dragon sword suspended in front of him immediately flew up to the sky above his head, and in an instant, hundreds of millions of sword rays were swayed, enveloping a radius of thousands of zhang.

Each sword ray was equivalent to the full force of the peak powerhouse of the Yuan Dan Realm, and hundreds of millions of sword rays roared and slashed and pierced, and immediately set off a wave of blood in the sky, and the bloody aura of slaughter came to the face.

At the same time, his body flashed and ran towards Luo Huali, and with a wave of his left hand, he knocked out the hanging mountain, which immediately turned into a huge peak of thousands of zhang, and smashed towards Luo Huali.

"Feiyun Zhenren, this seat is so elegant and leisurely, but you have to do the thing of burning the qin and cooking the crane, a competition is also murderous, it is really a bad scenery, hum!"

It is true that Du Feiyun spread the blood in the world, the heavens and the earth changed color, and the bloody rain and bloody wind in the ring were like Shura purgatory, which made countless disciples of the Jiedan Realm tremble in their hearts, which was really a terrible scene.

However, Du Feiyun is also helpless, this is a two-person discussion of Taoism, not burning incense and tasting tea, what is the use of being elegant and leisurely?

Hundreds of millions of swords slashed and slashed, Luo Hua was not shocked, still hovering in mid-air with his knees crossed, pressing his left hand on the headstock, and the five fingers of his right hand instantly unfolded and bloomed into a phantom, plucking on the strings.

What was puzzling was that the five fingers of Luo Huali's right hand jumped like a fairy on the strings, but the guqin did not make any sound. However, the elders whose strength had reached the Soul Refining Realm had solemn faces, and they were dazzled one by one, worried about Du Feiyun.

Because, they all know that this is the hole card at the bottom of Luo Huali's pressure box, and this magic weapon is called the Heart Demon Guqin, which is her strongest magic weapon and trick. Between the flicks of the Qianqian jade fingers in her right hand, there were suddenly hundreds of millions of three-foot-long spiritual sense blades, shooting towards Du Feiyun like a rain of arrows.

The spiritual sense blade was shadowless and invisible, not hindered by the slashing of hundreds of millions of swords, and stabbed towards Du Feiyun frantically. Du Feiyun's mind suddenly trembled wildly, and he fell into chaos in an instant, he heard hundreds of millions of completely different sounds, the sound of the piano, the sound of the flute, the sound of the drum, the sound of the snake, the sound of the frog, and so on......

Du Feiyun suddenly knew that the Dao was powerful, and he tried his best to concentrate his mind, hold on to Yuan Yi, keep the Lingtai clear, and did not dare to be affected by the sharp blade of spiritual consciousness, and desperately resisted the pervasive voice of the heart demon.

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