Facing Li Yu's stubborn eyes, Chu Wanqing sighed coldly: "I was arrogant before I died, but I still died, what does it matter?"

I saw her slender hand wave, a glancing purple on her nails, and an unstoppable energy suddenly cracked from the peach blossom fan, throwing the peach blossom fan onto the cave wall, and the wall soil fell in a slump, and the muffled sound continued.

Li Yu lost the last support, and was affected by the strength of the qi, and he was even more helpless, as soon as his knees were weak, he waited to kneel on the ground, and he waited to show his weakness and insignificance in front of the Demon Sound Sect Master.

No!

No!

I can't!

I can't!

The cry in his bones, or thousands of shouts, shouted out the bloody nature that shook the universe, and shouted out the mighty spirit that transcended the mountains and seas.

It's a demon, it's a human, it's a plum fish.

Self is useless, but it is also clear in the heart.

The strong heart will never turn back, and the magic of the divine thinking will be endless. At one time, heaven and man meet, and evolution is supreme poetic.

"Jingwei Weimu will fill the sea. Xingtian Dance is dry, and fierce ambition is always there. ”

Tao Pengze's "Reading the Classic of Mountains and Seas" is like Li Yu's own handwritten book and chanted by himself at this moment.

I note the Six Classics, and the Six Classics note me!

The red light of the peach blossom fan flashed, and it suddenly flew in front of Li Yu, not only supporting Li Yu's body steadily, but also blooming a hundred scorching peach blossoms, and the true qi was vertical and horizontal, and it went straight to Chu Wanqing.

Chu Wanqing sneered, quickly took two steps back, and turned the amethyst flute in front of her, a colorless true qi covered the sky with peach blossoms, and when she vomited vigorously, she slammed the soldiers directly, eliminating Li Yu's peerless counterattack into invisibility.

Li Yu had already expected this result, and was not discouraged, his mind was non-stop, and it was another trick to "resist death for the love of famous flowers", the peach blossoms scattered and reunited, and they were flourishing, but there was no sign of true qi decay.

Chu Wanqing casually popped out a wisp of true qi, condensed like a long line, thinner than silk, not only blocking Li Yu's attack, but also tightly wrapping the peach blossom fan, and the vast true power burst out, trying to crush the peach blossom fan into dust.

Unexpectedly, this peach blossom fan is the thing of the creator of the Shuying Pavilion, and the material is special, and it cannot be easily destroyed. In the midst of the mountain and tsunami, the peach blossom fan is not only safe and sound, but the red light is more and more bright, dazzling and moving.

Chu Wanqing couldn't help sighing: "The wonder of divine thought, as soon as it is." I've made three moves, and you haven't knelt down yet, it's really a hard nut to crack. ”

With a sigh, she took two steps forward without a trace, and stood in her original position, her eyes exuding coldness: "If I can't see you kneeling in front of me, I will be embarrassed, and I won't even have the interest to kill you." You've tried 'Spring Shirt Drunk', so let's give you a taste of 'Enwei Ling'. ”

"Oh, under Enwei's order, there is no arrogance!" I saw Chu Wanqing put the amethyst flute across her mouth, whining and blowing, its tone was high, and its tone was threatening and angry, turning it into an unheard of mysterious tune.

Although Li Yu does not know the rhythm of music, he also knows some common sense of musical instruments. The sound of the flute is often beautiful with sadness and moving with softness, but at present, Chu Wanqing's song "Enwei Ling" is raised and urgent, which is abnormal, which makes Li Yu unclear, but he smells a great crisis.

He didn't bother to guess, and laughed out loud at the moment: "May the sect master lead the sect master make a high move!" The divine thinking continued to move, starting from "You don't see, the water of the Yellow River comes from the sky", Li Taibai's song "Will Enter the Wine" turned into a wonderful offensive, superimposed on the chain, and greeted Chu Wanqing.

Chu Wanqing turned a blind eye to Li Yu's attack, and just played the flute with her heart. In the gradually rising flute, Li Yu's offensive was like a stone sinking into the sea, and there were no waves at all.

After finishing the tuning before the sound of the flute, Li Yu had finished attacking nine moves, and was about to make a move "I will have to drink three hundred cups", and suddenly I felt that my soul was stagnant, and my mind was spinning, as if I was in boundless darkness.

In this darkness, Li Yu's induction with the qi of heaven and earth seemed to be completely cut off, and the divine mind could no longer respond.

A majestic command suddenly sounded in the darkness: "If you can't use it for me, the more heroes you are, the more you will die." "The sound is as loud as a bell, and the echoes are humming, melting the coercion into every darkness.

Li Yu only felt a splitting headache, confusion, stars in his eyes, his body couldn't help shaking, and he almost fell to the ground.

Maybe it was the stubbornness left in his heart, after Li Yu staggered, he barely stood up straight.

The last shred of reason told him that if he wanted to get out of the illusion of Xiao Sheng, he had to feel the real existence through extreme pain. Just like the song of the drunken spring shirt, he bit the tip of his tongue and once got a trace of clarity.

So he bit his tongue and slammed his body and skull with both hands, but it only made the pain more real and his consciousness more blurred.

After appreciating Li Yu's ridiculous behavior, he shouted angrily again: "Your leg bones are broken, how can you still stand?"

The bell immediately intensified, and "knock knock knock" just repeated the word "kneel" ten thousand times, and drilled into Li Yu's mind one after another. In the dark frenzy that never sees the light of day, there are fierce whirlwinds surging in all directions, like knives and swords, just a thousand knives, so that Li Yu's body is full of flesh and blood, and it is miserable.

Li Yu has always been iron-hearted, but in this boundless darkness, he seems to have thrown away all his liver and gallbladder, and he can't bear the pain of Ling Chi, can't resist the power of drinking orders, and has to hold his head in his hand and wail in pain.

And his legs trembled violently involuntarily, and he could fall to his knees at any time.

The once invincible belief is like a weak arm struggling on the edge of a cliff, only a little obsession with grasping the dead branches of the old tree remains, and it is forced by the whirlwind that whistles step by step: "If the old tree is not firm, the dead branches will break." Overturned, how can you be spared?"

The coercion was at the extreme, and when Long Enbu was thick: "Surrender immediately, not only can you avoid the tragedy of no bones, but also can make old trees bloom and dead branches sprout." Compared with the spring breeze, which is more important, think carefully, don't misrecognize!"

Chu Wanqing's mouth showed a sarcastic look, and she pressed the tube urgently, blowing the song "Enwei Order" more and more surging and cold, and performed the samadhi with a wonderful voice using the method of envy and power, and put the heroic intestines of the angry bullfighting into the carefully arranged pockets, just like Li Taizong's "heroes of the world, into my middle of the world" refreshed.

Even though Li Yu has the will to be immortal, because his state of mind is still insufficient, he can't get rid of the mysterious realm created by Xiao Sheng, and he has fallen into the abyss of no return step by step.

In the confusion of his mind, he was controlled by the words grace and power, and he was in a trance, ready to kneel down reverently, and begged for mercy in fear.

At the moment when Li Yu was about to be completely lost, a wisp of flute rose from the dark abyss, like a small lotus growing in the dark, like an unruly young horse breaking through obstacles, like a fish fry with lofty ambitions crossing the dragon gate.

Tonghua Wanlidan Mountain Road, the young phoenix is clear in the old phoenix!

The sound of the flute, like a beautiful flute, overshadowed the sound of the flute, tearing apart the boundless darkness and revealing a little light.

Chu Wanqing's complexion changed drastically for the first time, her eyes were shocked, and even the amethyst flute in her hand seemed to become unfamiliar.

In an instant, her eyes were filled with surprise, suspicion, shock, ridicule, jealousy, and hatred, and she unabashedly rushed towards the ugly woman on the left side of the cave, the Zhao Yue'er she had never seen before.

Seeing Chu Wanqing's cold gaze, Zhao Yue'er felt like falling into a bottomless ice cave, the bamboo leaf on the side of her mouth became extremely cold, and there was no warmth on her body.

But when she caught a glimpse of Li Yu, who was half-asleep and her eyes were confused, Zhao Yue'er seemed to have gained supreme courage, her cold lips met the cold bamboo leaves, and she blew a heart-turning song without hesitation.