As his strings continued to play, the heavenly way contained in the tune, accompanied by sound waves, spread in all directions. Soaring into the sky, it spreads towards Zhongshan.

Zhong Shan, in the Great Array of Magic Sounds.

Just as Li Qinglu was leaving, Le Ji killed more than a dozen disciples and a sect master.

Just when the crowd was dying, their hearts were like ashes, and their despair was extreme. Suddenly, a slight burst of music, sounding from a distant place, reached their ears.

Someone's playing!

Someone's playing!

Everyone was shocked, as if they were drowning to the point of dying, and suddenly saw a straw floating on the water. Because no fairy power in the world can attack Rakuki, only music can defeat her.

"This tune seems to be the Wild Eighteen Beats!" Lingxi Fairy quickly distinguished, "However, in the Wild Eighteen Beats he played, there was no homesickness, no homesickness, no homecoming......

"It's a kind of artistic conception that I can't distinguish at all. It sounds like an ordinary person playing it, without any power, but it doesn't. ”

However, just as this music continued, the immortal power enchantment and golden light curtain that were besieged in front of everyone had all dispersed.

As soon as he played, he broke the magic sound array laid by the barbarian immortals!?

The crowd saw it, as if in a dream.

"This ...... This is not a piece of music played by ordinary people at all, but ...... The legendary sound of heaven. Fairy Lingxi's heart shook wildly, "I can only play the music of Juntian, but this master can play the supreme sound of heaven, the sound of tiger and leopard thunder, morning bell and dusk drum." ”

"The sound of heaven sounds very ordinary, without any power. In fact, it has reached the realm of returning to the basics, which is the supreme music theory. ”

"Master once warned us that the highest level of learning music theory is not the blind pursuit of sadness, nor the blind pursuit of joy and brightness. It's not sad or happy, and the road is simple. Look at the mountains are mountains, and look at the water is water. Seeing that the mountain is not a mountain, and seeing that the water is not water, it falls down. ”

"This master's understanding of music theory is hundreds of times higher than mine, dozens of times higher than that of my master, and even a height that we will never be able to reach. ”

"The savage eighteen beats I played couldn't withstand Rakie's attack. And the savage eighteen beats he played instantly cracked the magic sound array of the barbarian immortals! Our gap is tantamount to cloud mud. ”

......

"Are we saved?" Ji Tianxing instantly came to his senses, "It must be that immortal who is saving us, it must be him! Except for him, no one in Great Xia has this strength, not even my father!"

And Wang Ying, Xu Rongdong, Ji Wuji, and Ji Tianxing also woke up.

The other surviving sect masters, elite disciples, also came to their senses. Each took out a magic weapon flying sword, wanting to escape from danger.

"Everyone, slow down!" Ji Tianxing said loudly: "Le Ji Qi Ling is not dead yet, her strength is extremely terrifying, it is not a wise choice to flee now!"

"We just need the power to protect ourselves now, just wait for that immortal to kill the instrument spirit with the sound of the qin!"

That immortal? We have an immortal in Great Xia?

How I've never heard of it.

Wait for that immortal to kill Le Ji with the sound of the piano?

In this life, I am fortunate enough to see the confrontation between immortals.

Everyone was puzzled, but they still obeyed Ji Tianxing's arrangement and defended with peace of mind. I was secretly guessing in my heart that if I could use the sound of the piano to instantly break the magic sound array, it was definitely an immortal method. And his strength is more than one grade higher than the barbarian immortal who set up the formation.

It's just that I don't have immortals in Daxia. Could it be that the immortals before Great Xia descended to the world?

This invincible immortal, which ancestor is it?

......

Hanachi Village.

After Qin Yifan finished playing the first beat, he then played the second beat.

While playing, he also chanted: "Rong Qi forced me to be a room and drove me to the end of the world." The clouds and mountains are thousands of times back, and the wind is thousands of miles away from dust. ”

The posture is chic, and the expression is free and easy. The magic of music that hits the heart, coupled with the touching chanting, makes him look so dusty, as if he is a good son in the turbid world.

Huang Yirong and Li Qinglu both looked at it stupidly, as if they had been drunk with his music.

......

And at this time, on top of Zhongshan Mountain.

Rakuki played the music of the eagle.

"You come from the distant heavens, you come from the temple where the Holy Ancestor has been raised for thousands of years, you have the beautiful and miraculous legends, you have the power of the Holy Spirit......"

The sound waves played by the pipa formed a majestic eagle more than ten zhang long, majestic and soaring in the sky. The eagle is blessed with the divine power of the barbarian holy spirit.

And the sound wave of Qin Yifan's wild eighteen beats and the second beat formed a returning goose flying in mid-air. The return goose of the Lingxi Fairy just now was instantly hunted by the eagle. And the Guiyan formed by Qin Yifan's piano sound was above the head of the eagle, so that it could not move forward half a step.

Whoa!

The sound of flapping wings sounded, and the mighty eagle, which was more than ten feet long, turned into a burst of broken sound waves and disappeared into mid-air.

Burst!

Le Ji, who was holding the pipa in her arms, spewed out a breath of aura and looked depressed. Machine spirits do not have flesh and blood, and after being severely injured, they spew out spiritual energy from their mouths, which is equivalent to spurting blood.

Sitting on the lotus platform, I wanted to escape.

However, the sound of the piano in the sky continues.

The third beat!

The sound waves of the piano turned into transparent silk, and the silk threads spit out by the iceberg snow silkworm instantly entangled Le Ji's lotus platform, and she couldn't escape.

Silk is thinking. The third beat of the eighteen beats of the wilderness is full of Princess Daxia's homesickness for her hometown. Therefore, Qin Yifan's third beat also has silk in it.

If you want to escape, you have killed so many Great Xia elites, sect masters, and you still want to escape? That Great Xia immortal will not spare you. Everyone thought in their hearts.

......

In the beautiful Huaqi Village, Qin Yifan continued to play the fourth beat. The reason why he played for so long was simply because of his interest.

And he is also ready to play all eighteen beats.

Isn't this nonsense, a full piece is only half played?

With his fourth beat, in the col of Zhongshan. The sound of the piano transforms into a sad breath, Princess Daxia, pouring out her sad fate.

When Le Ji heard this, her heart was shocked.

Her emotions were involuntarily involuntarily inzarred, and tears fell from the corners of her eyes.

"It's not good, as a musical instrument spirit, I'm not sad or happy. All emotions are played by the master's fingers. And now I, who am not sad or happy, have actually been infected by the sound of his piano? His music theory cultivation has reached an unimaginable level, and he has reached heaven and earth!"

After the emotions were infected, Le Ji's spiritual power was instantly withdrawn. Depressed on the ground, Chu Chu was pitiful, and she now had no extra spiritual power to escape from Zhong Shan.