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Lin Zong's brows furrowed slightly. watched Song Xiao suddenly retreat dozens of feet, sit down on a mountain, and then took out the silver flute and put it to his mouth. A series of notes rang out.

The next moment, the frantically attacking demon beasts were stunned in their attacks, and they slowly stopped. The gaze wandered.

At the same time, Lin Zong's heart was shocked. He found that where the notes floated, there was a peculiar rhythm in the air. This kind of rhythm does not hurt **, does not hurt the spiritual consciousness, but it hurts the heart!

He felt his heartstrings flutter rapidly as the notes slowly drifted through his ears. At the same time, the internal organs were burning violently as if they were on fire! Bursts of sharp pain came from the body, and it was impossible to stop it!

This is a way of attacking that he has never heard of!

His gaze swept across the ground. Song Xiao seemed to have fallen into another time and space, his expression was reverent, and only the silver flute on the side of his mouth moved lightly. Around him, more than a dozen demon beasts were already lying on the ground and rolling, screaming in pain!

What especially shocked Lin Zong was that listening to this strange sound of the flute, the true qi in his body seemed to be solidified and gradually disobeyed his command, without the support of his true qi, the figure in the air also became unstable. Song Xiao seems to have known this, and the rhythm of the is faster.

The notes rippled in all directions like swift ripples. In the distance, those beasts with low cultivation fell to the ground one after another, and the breath of their whole body gradually weakened! It seemed that the breath of life with all spiritual beings was constantly weakening!

"Damn, it turns out that this surnamed Song really knows how to play the 'Requiem'!"

Lin Zong couldn't help but curse in his heart. Cover your ears. But it didn't work, the notes could still drift into his ears! At that moment, he felt a heat in his chest. The Hidden Dragon Jade Plate in the Purple Mansion also trembled.

Slightly surprised, he separated a trace of spiritual sense and probed into the hidden dragon jade plate. "Well, Da Hei is waking up?" He found that the sleeping Da Hei seemed to be stimulated by a musical note, and a powerful aura emanated from his body, and his body began to deform. The black hair gradually shimmered like metal. The spiritual power in the Hidden Dragon Space began to converge rapidly into its body!

Immediately, Lin Zong realized something, and he didn't know whether to be happy or annoyed for a while. To say that the big black promotion is a good thing. But now is too untimely, and at this moment, he can't get Da Hei out of the Hidden Dragon Space. In this way, he can only absorb the spiritual power in the Hidden Dragon Space to advance. But I don't know if these spiritual powers are enough. Once the stubble appears, it is troublesome.

Seeing that the space of the hidden dragon was shrinking little by little, the spiritual power was sucked into Da Hei's body like a tornado. After dozens of breaths of effort, the originally vast space of nearly two hundred zhang square circle quickly shrunk, and the things that were once placed in the hidden dragon space by Lin Zong were also slowly squeezed into a corner. Finally, the speed at which Da Hei absorbed spiritual power began to weaken, and the golden light all over his body formed a huge light cluster, enveloping his entire body. It seems that something is slowly being conceived.

Lin Zong breathed a sigh of relief slightly. It doesn't seem to be as troublesome as I imagined. The spiritual power of the Hidden Dragon Space, whether in terms of quality or function, is not comparable to the aura of heaven and earth. I believe that Da Hei absorbs spiritual power and evolves stronger.

Suddenly, a wave came into his mind through the contractual connection. Lin Zong savored it, and was slightly stunned in his heart. Dahei seems to have encountered a big opportunity. It seems that because of the spiritual power of his hidden dragon space, Da Hei will have a great chance to transform into a * human form when he advances!

You know, it's hard to transform a demon beast. Except for those innate divine beasts and some superb immortal beasts, there are generally very few demon beasts that can transform into a human form in the innate realm.

And once the demon beast turns into a *humanoid form, it will at least have innate high-level strength!

Just like the Tsubaki made of the fairy beast peacock, it can be transformed into a human form just after birth, and it has innate high-level strength!

"Doesn't that mean that as long as Da Hei turns into a *human form, he will at least have innate high-level strength?" Lin Zong pondered for a while, and his heart became overjoyed. Doesn't that mean that it is very likely that he has a high-level demon beast that transforms. In Feng'an Kingdom, he had never heard of anyone with such a high-level contract beast. It seems that the Huangtang host of the Fuwei Dart Bureau has signed a mutated mid-level thunder wolf!

Looking at the Hidden Dragon Space that had shrunk to less than ten zhang square, Lin Zong was not depressed. You can expand this space at any time. It's better to get a high-level demon beast surprise.

In a good mood, I feel that the notes in my ears are not so harsh. It seems that Da Hei's sudden advancement to follow the stimulation of Xiao Yin also has something to do with it.

A quarter of an hour passed. The sound of the flute still rings non-stop. Lin Zong worked hard to mobilize a few traces of true qi that could be controlled, and firmly controlled his body. But the feeling of the note cutting like a knife on the heartstrings was very uncomfortable. If it continues, it will collapse sooner or later.

"No, this note is too weird to stop!"

As soon as the spiritual sense moved, he was ready to withdraw from the hidden dragon space and join the ranks of the fight against Xiao Yin. But at this time. The spiritual sense suddenly swept over an object in the hidden dragon space, and couldn't help but freeze. "This is" Since the Hidden Dragon's space was infinitely narrow, he could easily see such a thing.

With a move of his mind, a shiny black helmet appeared in front of him. A look of remorse and surprise flashed in Lin Zong's eyes, and he put it on his head without hesitation, and in an instant, Lin Zong seemed to have walked into a quiet world, and the pervasive notes seemed to be dreamy and could no longer be heard.

"I should have thought of him, but I forgot about him just now!"

Touching the glorious helmet on his head, Lin Zong was secretly pleased. This awesome helmet is made by himself. He once asked Mu Lao Zhang for some refining knowledge. Later, with an idea, he refined the soundproof stone that he had picked up in Tongtiefeng, and then refined it into such a soundproof helmet. I didn't care about it at the time, but I didn't expect to inadvertently sweep it today, only to find this soundproof helmet!

At this moment, the surging true qi returned to the dantian. Lin Zong had regained control of his body. Breathed a sigh of relief. Coldly swept down. The breathing of the dozen or so demon beasts was already weak. Song Xiao, who was playing the flute, also turned pale, and a layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.

"Hmph. Hurt others and hurt yourself! However, the innate high-level powerhouse is indeed extraordinary."

The notes slowly stopped. Song Xiaoru was seriously ill and stood up slowly. His eyes were staring at Lin Zong like a sharp eagle, revealing an incredulity: "Are you okay?"

This is the third time in his life that he has used the 'sound flute kill'. The first time he killed nine innate junior masters, the second time he severely damaged one innate peak master, this third time, although the results were brilliant and he put down more than a dozen innate demon beasts, but looking at Lin Zong's appearance now, it seemed that nothing had happened at all!

"How is this possible!" Song Xiao looked at Lin Zong's cold eyes, and felt a little chill in his heart. How could this be, his Soul Snatcher Xiao Yin had never missed, how could it be useless to this person! In order to take down this person, he had already paid the price of serious soul injury and loss of most of his cultivation!

"What can I do?" Lin Zong crossed his arms for a long time. With a move in his mind, the soundproof helmet was put into the hidden dragon space again.

Song Xiao took a deep breath, tried hard to calm himself, and his eyes wandered: "What is that helmet?" In his body, the power was running rapidly, and a trace of heaven and earth aura was drawn from the air, quickly replenishing the consumption.

Lin Zong smiled faintly, "Are you stalling for time?"

"What do you mean?" Song Xiao said calmly.

"No need to delay any longer, all your questions, go down and ask Yama!" Lin Zong's eyes flashed, and his figure suddenly fell. Both fists slammed into Song Xiao mercilessly. He is not a righteous gentleman, if he can't grasp the opportunity, he won't be called Lin Zong!

Song Xiao's eyes were cold. "Your secret method has already passed, right? Although Song is injured, it is still enough to deal with you as a congenital junior junior!" said Yinxiao, and quickly pointed out. Suddenly, the surrounding space was filled with silvery clusters of light. Firmly protect his body.

Poof!

But Lin Zong's fists were like two iron arms that smashed straight into the Yellow Dragon, straight through the silver light cluster, one fist separated the silver flute, and the other fist was against Song Xiao's palm!

Song Xiao's face was full of incredulity, and his body was like an electric shock, and he fell backwards and flew out. A line of blood spurted out, and his body slammed to the ground. "How is it possible, how can you still have the attack power just now!" His palm has already cracked several deep blood grooves that can be seen in the bones!

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