When Ling Ziyang heard this, he was an "old acquaintance" again, so he laughed and said, "Even his master is dead, do you think he will still be alive?"

The person who came was Potian, who was carrying a giant sword, extremely powerful and intimidating. I saw that his eyes were bloodshot, and he asked, "Who killed him?"

That day, the Split Sky was besieged by the mountain ghosts, and he saw his fate from afar, knowing that he was a loyal and martyr, and he was also a good man, so he couldn't bear to lie to his brother, so he said: "He died to save your useless young master." ”

Breaking the sky and looking up to the sky, he howled and cried, his eyes were red and swollen with blood, and his face was extremely terrifying. Ling Ziyang looked sympathetic, and said to him: "If you want revenge, look for me, the enchantment between the Demon Realm and Qingluo Spirit Valley has been sealed, and you can't go in to take revenge on your sisters." ”

Potian cried bitterly: "I know very well that my king is reckless and violates other realms, which is against the way of heaven, but the enmity of brothers and sisters is not shared with the sky, and I have to revenge, Ling Ziyang, today is either you die or I die." ”

Ling Ziyang's expression was grim, he clenched the soul blade, and when he saw the other party slashing diagonally with a sword, he hurriedly used a "unique phoenix pool guest" to confront him. Suddenly, the aura was discharged, and the two sword lights of blue and white were extremely dazzling, and in an instant, the two of them had already fought more than 100 moves in close combat.

The sky-breaking strength is amazing, the demon power is inexhaustible, and the more you fight, the more courageous you become. And after Ling Ziyang had just used the last form of the "Wan Ling Sword Technique", his spiritual power had exhausted, and his physical strength was also a little exhausted, and now he was facing the stormy attack of the demon generals, which was indeed a little unbearable.

Ling Ziyang was defeated and retreated, and in the end, he had only to keep dodging, and at this moment, a fiery red sword light suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, burning the clothes that broke the sky.

"Brother Ling, I'm here to help you!" I saw Yang Junfei's face covered with blood, and a rare solemn expression appeared on his originally cynical face, he was panting and showing an extremely tired look.

At this time, the two of them worked together to fight against the sky, but they were still suppressed by him everywhere, and for a while, the spiritual power of the two of them was dispersed by him, and the corners of their mouths continued to overflow with blood, and finally Yang Junfei was finally kicked over by him and fell off the cliff.

Ling Ziyang was shocked, he didn't care about breaking the sky, his body turned into a streamer, and quickly caught him, at this moment, the extremely powerful sword of the sky breaking was like a mountain pressing on the top, and slashed straight at the two of them.

It was too late, it was fast, and Mu Shuo's fire phoenix suddenly came like red lightning, and it knocked the sky into the air and fell far away.

But when Ling Ziyang looked at Mu Shuo Zhenren, he saw that his eyes were staring directly at his side, and his chest had been pierced by the Demon King's spear.

"Master—Master—" Yang Junfei roared from the bottom of his mouth.

At the same time, there were a lot of painful cries on the cliff, and Ling Ziyang heard it in his ears, which made people cry.

Before he died, Mu Shuo Zhenren only said one sentence: "Jun Fei, the future of the Moon Valley will be handed over to you, don't let it ······ Disappointed by the teacher. ”

After speaking, his body fell straight down, falling into a group of demon soldiers, trampled by countless pairs of feet.

At this time, the roar of the disciples of the Wanyue Valley shook the sky, and the imperial sword rushed down to the bottom of the cliff without hesitation. Yang Junfei was also red-eyed, and kept looking for Mu Shuo's real body.

When the demon king saw such a scene, he looked up to the sky and laughed, as if he was an invincible existence, as long as there were people who disobeyed him, they would all end up like this, Qingluo Linggu was like this, and the world was also like this.

Between the mountains and mountains, it is like two tides blending and devouring each other, where it passes, it will leave traces of red, the sky is underground, the mourning is all over the field, the blood flows and the corpses are crossed, and the fight is gradually fierce.

The defense of the immortal cultivators had become fragile because of the active charge of the disciples of the Title Moon Valley, and the demon soldiers climbed up the cliff, broke through the pass, and smashed the gate of the Rank Moon Valley.

Ling Ziyang looked at the endless cruel scene, a loud bang burst in his ears, and he shouted in his heart, "It's broken······ Broken······ The defense of the Ring Moon Valley is broken······ The tide is over······"

I saw that there were now more than a dozen immortal cultivators fighting fiercely with the demon clan generals in the long sky, and they were hurting each other, but behind them, the demon clan army had already driven straight in.

Ling Ziyang looked behind him, only to see Lime commanding dozens of female disciples to set up a large formation in front of the mountain gate, Ling Ziyang looked familiar, and realized that it was the formation he had broken through when he entered the valley two days ago.

Lime is a girl, her expression is extremely resolute, she commands all the disciples with ease, and she still sticks to this point in the face of danger.

Just such a seemingly simple formation, lying in a narrow stone step between the two mountains, was enough to block the demon army for more than two hours, and finally under pressure, several disciples died, and the formation was broken.

Ling Ziyang looked at the sky, the sun was already in the west, and it was almost three or four hours before it got dark, and the rescuers from Luoxian Gate could only arrive after dark at the earliest. But now that more than half of our men have been killed or wounded, we really don't have the strength to defend this last bastion. He secretly thought: "It seems that no matter how hard we try, we still can't stop the invasion of the demon clan, it seems that we can only ······"

His hands trembled, and he reached into his arms, and a scroll was taken out of it.

Wind and snow can change all the music scores in the world, and it seems that only it can change the current situation.

But can it succeed with only half a volume?

Ling Ziyang secretly made up his mind, and looked around again, but saw from a distance that Lime was forced to retreat in a corner by a wolf demon, and hurriedly went over to relieve the siege, and took care of the wolf demon with a sword.

Lime's face was covered with blood, and he couldn't see his true face, but under a smile, it was still like a spring breeze.

"Thank you, Brother Ling!" she wiped her face and said Yingying.

Ling Ziyang looked at her, suddenly noticed an emerald jade flute on her waist, and said with a light in his eyes, "Miss Lime, can you give me your flute?"

Lime was a little surprised, seeing his solemn expression, he took off the jade flute and looked at it, a little reluctant, and finally handed it to him and said, "Brother Ling, you can take it." ”

Ling Ziyang folded his hands and said, "Thank you." After speaking, he unfolded the scroll, looked at it carefully, his expression changed again and again, and said secretly: "This song is really magical, those melodious notes are unheard of." In that complicated and long rhythm, there is a mysterious and transcendent, almost anti-heaven powerful force. ”

After reading it for a while, I thought: "It's a pity that the whereabouts of the scroll that can reverse time in the other half of the narrative are unknown, and only this volume is left to change the score of space, otherwise it will have the power to turn the world upside down and reshape the universe." ”

After browsing it, he closed his eyes and thought about it, and finally understood it, and said to Lime: "Lime, you find a place to hide, if you make any mistakes, Yang Junfei will definitely be sad for you." ”

Lime blushed and nodded.

Ling Ziyang jumped into the sky and shouted to the Demon King from afar: "Demon King, have you forgotten the lesson of the fiasco in Qingluo Spirit Valley? ”

When the demon king saw him bring up the old matter again, he was furious and said, "If you hadn't cheated and used the Ancient Divine Comedy against us, how could my 100,000 teachers be lost in your hands." ”

Ling Ziyang laughed, and then sneered: "I advise you to hurry up and withdraw your troops, otherwise you will ······" As he spoke, he brought the jade flute to his mouth.

The demon king was shocked: "Ling Ziyang, what are you going to do?"

Ling Zi raised his hand for a moment and said coldly: "What do you say I'm going to do? You wolf ambitions, slaughtering Qingluo Linggu in the front, and invading the human world in the back, I will definitely let you personally taste the taste of despair." ”

He played according to the song introduced by the wind and snow, and every time he sent a note, he felt a loss of spiritual power in his body, which was extremely uncomfortable, but he still struggled to support it.

But seeing that the sky suddenly became dark, a huge blue sphere was constantly spit out from the thick clouds, and as soon as it fell to the ground, it instantly destroyed a mountain peak, and the "boom" resounded unconsciously, constantly affecting and crushing everything around.

At this time, all the youkai and humans on the ground stopped killing and looked at the sky in amazement, as if the fear of the sky had suddenly been suppressed.

Then, several thunderballs fell, all of which landed in a dense area of monsters, and one of them turned thousands of monsters into ashes.

The demon king showed fear on his face and roared: "The wind and snow lead, and the wind and snow lead again, Ling Ziyang, you remember to this king, one day, I will definitely crush your bones and scatter ashes." ”

Ling Ziyang laughed and said, "I'm sorry, today is the day of your burial, you won't have a chance in the future." ”

The demon king roared: "All soldiers, retreat—"

Under this order, the demons hurriedly ran back, and those monsters who broke through the defense line also threw away their armor and ran back without their lives in order to save their lives. Those disciples of the Rank Moon Valley who were guarding the mountain gate did not feel relieved, and sat down on the ground in a gloomy manner.

Ling Ziyang was secretly happy, and said in his heart: "This is exactly what I want." Then he shouted to the immortal cultivators: "Everyone, quickly retreat to the defense line." ”

When those immortal cultivators saw Ling Ziyang descending into the world like a god, they all obeyed his orders and climbed the cliff with their swords.

Ling Zi raised his chest and shouted loudly: "Demon King, you can stay, and use your blood, flesh, and even all parts of your body to pay tribute to the creatures persecuted by your clan." ”

After speaking, his tune turned and became agitated, and suddenly the ground in the distance beyond the cliff was turned in half, and the sky covered the sky, as if the world was turned upside down. That scene was like a group of weak ants facing a huge wall that was about to fall, with nowhere to dodge and had to accept the sanctions of heaven.

The demon king's eyes were bloodshot, and he glared at Ling Ziyang angrily and said, "I'll fight with you." As he spoke, he turned into a lion, with red lightning under his feet, and approached in an instant. When he crossed the cliff, the two layers of land behind him suddenly closed, and 100,000 heroes were buried in the land forever.

Ling Ziyang faced the Demon King, he didn't move, and when he was about to approach him, a sharp stone pillar quickly broke out from the ground in front of him, piercing through the Demon King's body.

The demon king who turned into a lion was taken to the sky by the stone pillar, only to see the clouds flying above the sky, forming a huge whirlpool, but there was a huge hole in the middle, as if the door of the heavenly realm had been opened.

Immediately afterwards, I heard several thunderous noises faintly coming from the clouds, and the sound was terrifying.

After a while, a huge lightning bolt instantly struck the demon king's body, with a loud bang, deafening, and the stone pillar and the demon king were wiped out in an instant.

"Nine Days of Thunderstorm······ It's really a nine-day thunderstorm······ The Nine Heavens Thunder Tribulation that even the Great Luo Immortals can't withstand······" At this time, an old immortal cultivator knelt on the ground and exclaimed.

Everything is over, Ling Ziyang's tune slowed down, the land changed shape again, and after a while, everything in his eyes had been restored to its original appearance, green mountains and green waters, a peaceful place, and there was no such scene of corpses all over the field at that time.

If it weren't for the fact that all the disciples were no longer around, everyone was covered in injuries, and they would have thought that it was just a terrible nightmare.

Everyone bowed to Ling Zi and shouted to the gods, but after getting up, he was gone.