How can Ye Xiaochuan be in the mood to make a bet with Wan Yan Wu Lei? He is thinking about how to rescue these people in Piaomiao Pavilion. If it is not possible, he can only bite the bullet and rush forward. As long as he entangles Qing Yan, no one can control him.
These poisonous bees and the disciples of Piaomiao Pavilion were naturally saved.
Suddenly, he slapped his head violently and cursed himself for being so stupid. He had many treasures in his body, but he had forgotten all of them.
Ever since he was afraid that the elders of the Demon Sect would find the Huangquan Biluo Xiao on his body last time at the Xuanhuo Altar, he had kept this jade flute in his Qiankun Bag. He only occasionally took it out to play a few songs when he held a bonfire party with everyone.
Add to the fun.
He knows the art of music, and he also knows a little bit about the art of controlling demons. Although he is not as good at controlling demons as Qing Yan, he should still be able to disrupt Qing Yan's flute sound by using the Huangquan Biluo Xiao.
He was about to take out the Huangquan Biluo Xiao when he suddenly remembered that there was Wanyan Wulei, a master of the Demon Cult, beside him. If Wanyan Wulei recognized that one of the three sacred weapons of their holy religion was on his body, he would definitely be in trouble.
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When I thought about it again, I realized that I had thought too much.
There are countless jade flutes in the world. Some handsome young men in the cultivation world point to jade flutes to pick up girls. The Yellow Spring Biluo Xiao has been lost in the Demon Sect for eight hundred years. Even if Wanyan Wulei knows about this flute, she has never seen it.
, you have nothing to worry about.
Saving people is like putting out fires. Thinking of this, Ye Xiaochuan no longer hesitated, took out the Huangquan Biluo Xiao from the Qiankun bag, put it to his lips and started blowing.
The sudden sound of the flute seemed to startle Wan Yan Wu Lei beside him. He turned to look at Ye Xiaochuan and said in surprise: "You can actually play the flute? I didn't realize that you are still an arty person."
Ye Xiaochuan ignored him lazily, and combined with the method of music and the magic of controlling demons, the sound of the flute was long and short. It was not as moving as the flute played by Qing Yan. The sound of the flute seemed to have no melody at all.
However, when the flute sounded together, the formation of countless poisonous bees that had originally been working together to attack the Piaomiao Pavilion disciples suddenly seemed to be a little messy.
Everyone felt the subtle changes in the atmosphere of the scene.
The one who was most surprised was Qing Yan. Just when he was about to kill dozens of elite disciples of Piaomiao Pavilion, he didn't expect that the sound of a flute like a broken gong came from the dark jungle.
Rough people who are not familiar with music generally cannot distinguish between the sound of the flute and the sound of the flute. They even cannot distinguish between the flute and the flute, and they all feel the same.
In fact, the sound of the flute and the sound of the flute are very different.
For example, the sound of the flute is crisp, loud, and high-pitched, while the sound of the flute is deeper, dignified, and gentle.
The sound of the flute is more suitable for expressing lively and cheerful tunes, while the sound of the Xiao is suitable for expressing elegant and sad emotions. Both sounds are pleasant to the ear.
When you are happy, listening to a cheerful "flute solo" can make you happy and energetic.
In the dead of night, when everyone was quiet, I suddenly heard Xiao's voice coming from a distance, a mixture of resentment and sadness, like weeping and complaining, which inevitably made people feel a little nameless sadness.
Qing Yan immediately recognized that the sound coming from the darkness was the sound of a flute.
The sound of the flute seemed to want to control these thousands of poisonous bees, but after a while, the person playing the flute realized that he could not control the poisonous bees at all, so the sound of the flute immediately became very sharp and began to disrupt the rhythm of the flute.
In just a moment, the sound of Qing Yan's flute was carried into the gutter by the sharp flute played by Ye Xiaochuan. The poisonous bees all over the sky seemed to have lost their target of attack and were spinning in the air, like ants on a hot pot.
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At this time, Yang Linger and others also felt it.
The first thing Yang Ling'er felt was that the originally rigorous swarm suddenly lost control and became chaotic. The pressure on herself and others dropped sharply.
Then, she heard the familiar sound of flute in her ears.
Among the people she knew, only Ye Xiaochuan carried a jade flute. When he lived in seclusion in Fenghuang Mountain, Ye Xiaochuan often played the jade flute at night, so Yang Ling'er was very familiar with the sound of the Huangquan Biluo Xiao.
After listening for a moment, a look of joy flashed in her eyes and she murmured: "It's him!"
The next moment, she said loudly: "Junior sisters, fellow Taoists from Cangyun Sect are here, everyone fight out!"
Although Qing Yan was still playing the flute with all his strength, trying to control these poisonous bees, it was a pity that the sound of flute floating in the darkness was causing trouble, causing the poisonous bees to sometimes attack and sometimes disperse, and could no longer maintain an airtight formation.
This loose formation could no longer stop the group of elite disciples from Piaomiao Pavilion. Yang Ling'er and Yang Yishuang stood up from the ground at the same time. The swarm defense that was originally unbreakable after more than ten attacks was quickly penetrated by the light transformed by the two.
Toru, with other female disciples following closely behind him.
Qing Yan is an extremely cautious person, otherwise he would not have been an undercover agent in Guixuanzong for many years without being noticed by Ye Tianxing.
He was self-aware that the best he could do in a single fight was Yang Yishuang, and he would not be able to stop Yang Ling'er's Fish Gut Dagger's first attack.
Seeing Yang Ling'er and others rushing into the swarm, he immediately knew that the situation was not good. He immediately put away his bamboo flute and laughed loudly: "There are experts here tonight. Qing said goodbye. The mountains will not change and the water will change.
Fairy Fu, we are destined to meet again!"
After saying that, he flew towards the northwest in a flash and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
But at this moment, there was a loud noise from the northwest, followed by two strange lights flashing.
In the darkness, Qing Yan's deep voice came: "Fairy Nishang? Okay, okay, okay... I, Qing Yan, will remember this whip!"
After saying that, a black light shot up into the sky and turned into a shooting star and disappeared into the night sky.
When Ye Xiaochuan saw Qing Yan escaping, he put away the Huangquan Biluo Xiao. Unexpectedly, Qing Yan, who had escaped, was attacked by Liu Huachang secretly and received a whip from Liu Huachang.
He was secretly surprised. He didn't expect that demons were dancing wildly in this place, and even the troops of the Ghost Sect and the Blood Soul Sect were nearby.
After Qing Yan left, seven or eight rays of mysterious light shot out from the place where Qing Yan was attacked. These Blood Soul Sect disciples seemed to have no intention of fighting with the Piaomiao Pavilion disciples. The seven or eight people roared a few times before turning around to fight in the air.
fly away.
Losing Qing Yan's control, the countless poisonous bees were in chaos at first. Then, these poisonous bees seemed to feel the dangerous aura and immediately flew towards Yang Ling'er and others who were rushing to kill them.
Yang Ling'er and others were shocked and immediately fell into a dangerous situation again.
Seeing this, Ye Xiaochuan said to Wanyan without tears: "You can leave on your own. After all, you and I have different opinions and cannot work together. The Black Forest is very dangerous now. You'd better leave as soon as possible!"
After saying that, Ye Xiaochuan jumped down from the treetop, his bladeless sword shining with green light, and shouted: "The wind is rising!"
Suddenly a strong wind started, and the situation changed. As the green sword light in Ye Xiaochuan's hand flashed, a strong wind suddenly blew around him. Ye Xiaochuan opened his arms in the strong wind and rotated rapidly. A tornado column slowly formed, carrying unparalleled wind power.
, rushing towards the dense swarm of bees. Wherever the wind pillar passed, countless big trees were either cut in half or uprooted. The power was extremely terrifying.
