Chapter 201: Nine Heavens Immortal Music

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On the peak of Qinglian Mountain, outside the doors of several large halls, countless disciples of the Miaoyin Sect held various magic weapons in their hands, looking at the huge black mist that diffused on the top, their faces were full of horror.

"What should have come has come after all. ā€

Wan Miao Fairy held the mutton fat jade Ruyi in her hand, looked at the rolling black mist that was slowly pressed, her jade face sank, she snorted coldly, and said.

"Green leaves, red leaves, jade lotus, blue lotus, quick knot defense array. The other disciples are ready to meet the enemy. ā€

"Yes"

Among the four beautiful women, they walked out, stood in an irregular position, and with a wishful swing in the jade, they pinched it with one hand.

A piercing woman's laughter came from the black mist, and bursts of melodious pipa sounds rang out, spreading down in waves.

The sound of the pipa is like the sound of the nine heavenly immortals, listening to the extremely pleasant, like the fairy in the heavenly palace, holding all kinds of fairy vessels in his hand, playing the sound of nature, and the soul of today's people is drifting.

Hundreds of disciples who were waiting for the battle were surrounded by the music, and they actually forgot about the current enemy, and all of them relaxed their expressions and entered this beautiful sound.

"This is the magic sound, quickly concentrate on it, otherwise you will fall into a situation from which you will never recover. ā€

The cold voice sounded like thunder, and these disciples woke up from their stupor, busy concentrating, trying to get rid of the demonic sound.

There were still a few disciples who couldn't extricate themselves because they were trapped in the magic sound, and they stood up, and after a burst of wild laughter, they actually danced to the magic sound.

The true qi in the bodies of these disciples was surging with doting under the guidance of the magic sound.

"Puff Puff"

The true qi broke through the major veins, injured the five internal organs, and the blood sprayed wildly one by one, and he died of anger.

In the main hall, a low incantation sound floated out, like the nectar sprinkled from heaven, dripping on the heads of each disciple, making the violent thoughts in the spiritual platform a little calmer.

"Hmph, if you want to fight me, it's still far away. ā€

There was a trace of disdain and cold humming from the black fog pressed above, and the melodious and melodious sound of the pipa suddenly changed, and the sound of the piano was rapid and violently cracked, like thousands of troops and horses, galloping on the battlefield. It is like two armies fighting, and the decisive battle is outside the water.

The sound of the piano is like a long river of terrifying waves, and the invisible murderous aura of the sound wave is shrouded in the sky above this peak.

In a matter of moments, the weak spell was suppressed.

"Sect Master, we can't resist the magic sound, a woman in Xuanyi standing in the formation due west, her face is pale, and her hand is swinging sharply.

The other three women were also like this, and the four ruyi that were sacrificed shook as the magic trick was unstable.

"I can't stand it anymore. ā€

A black-clothed disciple had a hideous look on his face, and suddenly threw down the magic weapon in his hand and rushed forward.

The screams rang out, and he jumped from the peak.

With the attack of the demon sound, the disciples with low cultivation could not resist erosion at all, and their souls were torn apart and entered a state of madness.

A few more disciples rushed out, smirked on their faces, and jumped off the top of the mountain.

The jade ruyi in the hand of the Wan Miao Fairy exuded a yellow glow, forming a yellow shield to block the sound waves.

His face sank, and a small pot of green light flashed in his hand, and a water droplet flew out of it, suddenly elongated in mid-air, turned into a big sword of ice, and slashed towards the surging black mist.

The black qi surged, a crystal white jade hand stretched out, and grabbed the long sword in his hand, and with a click, the ice sword turned into ice chips and sprinkled down.

"Since you're here, why don't you show up. ā€

Wan Miao Sect Master Bei Yan said coldly.

"Of course we have to meet, no, aren't we here?"

A cold voice came, and the mist rolled away on both sides, and an extremely exquisite phoenix chariot appeared, hovering in the air.

On the phoenix car, a black woman flashed a cold killing intent in her phoenix eyes, which made the Wanmiao Sect Master's heart chill.

"Looks like you don't want to let us go. Wan Miao Palace Lord said.

"At the beginning, you had the intention of sparing my people, and I said that I would pay my people's debts with a thousand times your blood. ā€

In the phoenix car, a cold voice came.

"What happened back then, we were wrong, but we made a big mistake and it is irreparable. The sins are caused by us, and they have nothing to do with them. ā€

Wan Miao Fairy pointed to a group of disciples who were contemplating and meditating in the distance, resisting the magic sound, and said.

"You mean you want me to let them go. A cold snort came.

"That's right, if you can let them go, I'll be at your disposal, kill or kill, whatever you want. Wan Miao Fairy said.

"Let me ask you, when you joined forces to destroy my race, did you ever think about letting that weak group go?" asked the woman in black with a sneer.

Wan Miao Fairy didn't answer, and she couldn't answer, because she just wanted to kill them all, and she didn't want to leave a living mouth.

Even if it's a baby fox.

"Your heart is empty, all of you human beings have rebelled, and you will take revenge, and only death can wash away the sins on your body. ā€

The cold snort came again, and in the black air, a woman in blue clothes appeared, and the green long sword in her hand turned into a green rainbow, and slashed straight towards the Wanmiao Fairy.

At the same time, the sound of the pipa sounded again, the sound of the piano changed again, and a cold killing intent emerged, causing the hundreds of disciples on the field who had just calmed down to fall into madness again.

The jade in the hand of Wan Miao Fairy flickered, the yellow mangs flickered, and a big rune flew in the middle, dripping and slipping, turning into the size of a grinding plate, and meeting the green rainbow that fell.

A huge crash was heard, deafening, flying sand and rocks.

The powerful qi wave rolled in all directions, and several disciples who were nearby were swept up and thrown off the cliff.

The wails rang out, and Fu Culture was reduced to pieces and disappeared.

Under the blow of the green rainbow, the green qi disappeared, revealing the emerald green sword inside, which still flew in.

Wan Miao Fairy's face was stunned, and the cold jade pot in his hand shook.

A drop of water flew out from the spout, and the blue light flashed, condensing into a cold ice long sword, exuding a trace of cold chill, rushing out of the light shield and slashing at the emerald green short sword flying upward.

A "clatter" sounded.

The emerald green short sword was stopped by the cold ice sword, and the cold qi surged, freezing in the air.

Under the huge impact, several fiery cracks appeared in the sword body, turned into several breaks, and fell.

"Very good, pick me up a few more tricks. ā€

In the black air, the woman in blue clothes was slightly stunned on her face, and her body rushed down, and two phantoms separated in mid-air, one left and one right, and hit straight down.

Chapter 201 Nine Heavens Immortal Music

The black fog around the phoenix cart rolled and spread out in all directions.

On the peak of Qinglian Mountain, outside the doors of several large halls, countless disciples of the Miaoyin Sect held various magic weapons in their hands, looking at the huge black mist that diffused on the top, their faces were full of horror.

"What should have come has come after all. ā€

Wan Miao Fairy held the mutton fat jade Ruyi in her hand, looked at the rolling black mist that was slowly pressed, her jade face sank, she snorted coldly, and said.

"Green leaves, red leaves, jade lotus, blue lotus, quick knot defense array. The other disciples are ready to meet the enemy. ā€

"Yes"

Among the four beautiful women, they walked out, stood in an irregular position, and with a wishful swing in the jade, they pinched it with one hand.

A piercing woman's laughter came from the black mist, and bursts of melodious pipa sounds rang out, spreading down in waves.

The sound of the pipa is like the sound of the nine heavenly immortals, listening to the extremely pleasant, like the fairy in the heavenly palace, holding all kinds of fairy vessels in his hand, playing the sound of nature, and the soul of today's people is drifting.

Hundreds of disciples who were waiting for the battle were surrounded by the music, and they actually forgot about the current enemy, and their expressions relaxed, and they entered this beautiful sound.

"This is the magic sound, quickly concentrate on it, otherwise you will fall into a situation from which you will never recover. ā€

The cold voice sounded like thunder, and these disciples woke up from their stupor, busy concentrating, trying to get rid of the demonic sound.

There were still a few disciples who couldn't extricate themselves because they were trapped in the magic sound, and they stood up, and after a burst of wild laughter, they actually danced to the magic sound.

The true qi in the bodies of these disciples was surging with doting under the guidance of the magic sound.

"Puff Puff"

The true qi broke through the major veins, injured the five internal organs, and the blood sprayed wildly one by one, and he died of anger.

In the main hall, a low incantation sound floated out, like the nectar sprinkled from heaven, dripping on the heads of each disciple, making the violent thoughts in the spiritual platform a little calmer.

"Hmph, if you want to fight me, it's still far away. ā€

There was a trace of disdain and cold humming from the black fog pressed above, and the melodious and melodious sound of the pipa suddenly changed, and the sound of the piano was rapid and violently cracked, like thousands of troops and horses, galloping on the battlefield. It is like two armies fighting, and the decisive battle is outside the water.

The sound of the piano is like a long river of terrifying waves, and the invisible murderous aura of the sound wave is shrouded in the sky above this peak.

In a matter of moments, the weak spell was suppressed.

"Sect Master, we can't resist the magic sound, a woman in Xuanyi standing in the formation due west, her face is pale, and her hand is swinging sharply.

The other three women were also like this, and the four ruyi that were sacrificed shook as the magic trick was unstable.

"I can't stand it anymore. ā€

A black-clothed disciple had a hideous look on his face, and suddenly threw down the magic weapon in his hand and rushed forward.

The screams rang out, and he jumped from the peak.

With the attack of the demon sound, the disciples with low cultivation could not resist erosion at all, and their souls were torn apart and entered a state of madness.

A few more disciples rushed out, smirked on their faces, and jumped off the top of the mountain.

The jade ruyi in the hand of the Wan Miao Fairy exuded a yellow glow, forming a yellow shield to block the sound waves.

His face sank, and a small pot of green light flashed in his hand, and a water droplet flew out of it, suddenly elongated in mid-air, turned into a big sword of ice, and slashed towards the surging black mist.

The black qi surged, a crystal white jade hand stretched out, and grabbed the long sword in his hand, and with a click, the ice sword turned into ice chips and sprinkled down.

"Since you're here, why don't you show up. ā€

Wan Miao Sect Master Bei Yan said coldly.

"Of course we have to meet, no, aren't we here?"

A cold voice came, and the mist rolled away on both sides, and an extremely exquisite phoenix chariot appeared, hovering in the air.

On the phoenix car, a black woman flashed a cold killing intent in her phoenix eyes, which made the Wanmiao Sect Master's heart chill.

"Looks like you don't want to let us go. Wan Miao Palace Lord said.

"At the beginning, you had the intention of sparing my people, and I said that I would pay my people's debts with a thousand times your blood. ā€

In the phoenix car, a cold voice came.

"What happened back then, we were wrong, but we made a big mistake and it is irreparable. The sins are caused by us, and they have nothing to do with them. ā€

Wan Miao Fairy pointed to a group of disciples who were contemplating and meditating in the distance, resisting the magic sound, and said.

"You mean you want me to let them go. A cold snort came.

"That's right, if you can let them go, I'll be at your disposal, kill or kill, whatever you want. Wan Miao Fairy said.

"Let me ask you, when you joined forces to destroy my race, did you ever think about letting that weak group go?" asked the woman in black with a sneer.

Wan Miao Fairy didn't answer, and she couldn't answer, because she just wanted to kill them all, and she didn't want to leave a living mouth.

Even if it's a baby fox.

"Your heart is empty, all of you human beings have rebelled, and you will take revenge, and only death can wash away the sins on your body. ā€

The cold snort came again, and in the black air, a woman in blue clothes appeared, and the green long sword in her hand turned into a green rainbow, and slashed straight towards the Wanmiao Fairy.

At the same time, the sound of the pipa sounded again, the sound of the piano changed again, and a cold killing intent emerged, causing the hundreds of disciples on the field who had just calmed down to fall into madness again.

The jade in the hand of Wan Miao Fairy flickered, the yellow mangs flickered, and a big rune flew in the middle, dripping and slipping, turning into the size of a grinding plate, and meeting the green rainbow that fell.

A huge crash was heard, deafening, flying sand and rocks.

The powerful qi wave rolled in all directions, and several disciples who were nearby were swept up and thrown off the cliff.

The wails rang out, and Fu Culture was reduced to pieces and disappeared.

Under the blow of the green rainbow, the green qi disappeared, revealing the emerald green sword inside, which still flew in.

Wan Miao Fairy's face was stunned, and the cold jade pot in his hand shook.

A drop of water flew out from the spout, and the blue light flashed, condensing into a cold ice long sword, exuding a trace of cold chill, rushing out of the light shield and slashing at the emerald green short sword flying upward.

A "clatter" sounded.

The emerald green short sword was stopped by the cold ice sword, and the cold qi surged, freezing in the air.

Under the huge impact, several fiery cracks appeared in the sword body, turned into several breaks, and fell.

"Very good, pick me up a few more tricks. ā€

In the black air, the woman in blue clothes was slightly stunned on her face, and her body rushed down, and two phantoms separated in mid-air, one left and one right, and hit straight down.

The demonic wind was everywhere, and a crystal white lightsaber appeared, slashing at a group of disciples in the field.

The sound of Jiao sounded, high in the air, and the four handles were staggered, forming a large cyan array. The big array was like a big cyan umbrella, covering all the disciples who were in agony underneath.

Four beautiful women with exquisite figures, a trace of blood oozed from the corners of their mouths, their bodies shook, and the hands that pinched the trick shook in the distance, desperately urging the big array.

Under the all-pervasive sonic attack, their bodies were surging with qi and blood, and they had fallen into an extremely dangerous situation.

The demonic wind was everywhere, and a crystal white lightsaber appeared, slashing at a group of disciples in the field.

The sound of Jiao sounded, high in the air, and the four handles were staggered, forming a large cyan array. The big array was like a big cyan umbrella, covering all the disciples who were in agony underneath.

Four beautiful women with exquisite figures, a trace of blood oozed from the corners of their mouths, their bodies shook, and the hands that pinched the trick shook in the distance, desperately urging the big array.

Under the all-pervasive sonic attack, their bodies were surging with qi and blood, and they had fallen into an extremely dangerous situation. (To be continued.) )