In this moment of silence, Jie Jie's laughter suddenly appeared in front of everyone.
No one saw how she moved in that direction, it was really like a ghost.
Liu Biyao, who had a cold expression on his face, looked at Yun Shitian and others whose expressions suddenly darkened, and smiled arrogantly, with the flute at his mouth: "Today, I want you to see what another kind of life force is."
After that, the soft sound of the flute flew up.
It is serene, gorgeous and pure, just like the Milky Way at midnight, with an alluring charm and mysterious atmosphere.
When people listen to it, it is as if an invisible hand is seducing the soul, letting it sleep and making it silent.
And as she played the flute, thousands of flowers on the ground sprouted rapidly.
Colorful flowers flew up in an instant, and petals flew up in piles under this side of the sky, flying all over the sky.
Chao Yunshitian Luoyu Shuangye City Lord and Xiaoyin Xiaohong surrounded them.
The petals are delicate, but in the sound of the flute.
But it was like thousands of icy weapons, coming overwhelmingly with a sharp murderous intent.
The wind blows gently and all the flowers are killed.
"Don't listen to the sound of the flute." Yun Shitian looked coldly and shouted coldly. With a wave of his wrist, an ink-colored fighting spirit rose up and flew toward the sky full of flying flowers.
"The sound of this flute is so loud and deadly." The Lord of Shuangye City also waved his hand, and a sharp fighting spirit penetrated from Yun Shitian's envelope and hit Liu Biyao directly.
The sound of the flute is lingering and extremely elegant.
However, he could hear the soul-stirring melody inside.
What is sleep? What is silence?
Only the final death can achieve all this.
Ah, it's useless, grudges are of no use to them.
And at this moment, Xiao Yin, who was squatting on Luo Yu's shoulder, saw with sharp eyes that the fighting spirit of Yun Shitian and Shuangye City Lord was completely ignored by Qunhua.
It just flew in and penetrated, stabbing at several people.
"Ignore the fighting spirit." Yun Shitian became serious when he saw this.
The sky was full of flying flowers, covering his dark fighting spirit, as if it didn't exist, it penetrated in and attacked them.
And he actually didn't feel any force rushing into his defense.