Under the moonlight, the white phantom has a slender figure, standing with the moonlight on her back, her clothes fluttering in the breeze, forming a curling silhouette.
Seeing the white phantom, Luo Tian felt that this figure seemed familiar.
"There! There! On the roof!"
Seeing the white phantom, the guards rushed over noisily and surrounded the house.
"Hey! Who are you? How dare you break into the inner city late at night! What do you want to do?"
Hearing the shouts of the guards, the orange-level soul master rushed over, separated the guards in front, stood at the front, looking very arrogant, pointed at the white phantom on the roof and shouted loudly.
The white phantom stood on the roof, his clothes fluttering, and he didn't respond at all to the orange-level soul master's questions.
The orange-level soul master saw the white phantom and remained silent, knowing that the one who came was not good and the good one would not come. So, he shook out a strong orange cyclone, raised his right hand in the air, and immediately summoned the soul weapon-Ghost-headed Broadsword.
He waved it a few times in his hand, preparing to jump onto the roof and kill the white phantom directly.
"Woo..."
Suddenly, a ethereal flute sound came from the roof.
Luo Tian took a closer look and found that the white phantom was holding a jade flute in its mouth, blowing an ethereal and melodious tune.
However, upon hearing the melodious and ethereal sound of the flute, Luo Tian immediately felt dizzy, his soul was lost, and he felt drowsy.
Brush! Brush! Luo Tiantian shook his head vigorously, resisting the sound of the flute reaching his ears, and hurriedly shook his arms to activate the soul energy in his body, trying to keep himself awake.
The sound of the flute seemed particularly quiet and ethereal in the quiet night, and the surrounding air froze in an instant.
The whirlpool of the magical flute sound has extremely powerful penetrating power, making people fascinated by its rhythm to an extent that is hard to refuse.
After coming to this world, Luo Tian read many ancient books. From these ancient books, he learned that there once was a powerful soul skill on the mainland - the ethereal heart-breaking flute. This soul skill can be practiced to the extreme and can travel across the continent.
Its voice kills.
It's just that this unique soul skill has been lost in the mainland.
"Could this be the soul skill that changed the color of the continent - the ethereal heart-breaking flute?"
"The peerless soul skills reappear, and the world will inevitably be in chaos!"
"Who is this person? How does she know such a unique soul skill?!"
Just don't think about it. Thinking of this, Luo Tian felt his breathing tense again and had a splitting headache.
Luo Tian had to withdraw his thoughts, adjust his breath and focus, and covered himself with a white aura.
"Thud! Thud! Thud!"
Suddenly, the magic dragon tattoo on Luo Tian's left arm began to beat violently, as if it was about to fly.
"Ah! Not good!"
Luo Tian was shocked and couldn't help but scream out in a low voice.
"Not good! I must be sick! The evil ice poison is about to attack!?"
"Uh! What's going on? I haven't been sick for a long time!"
"Thud! Thud! Thud!"
The dragon tattoo on Luo Tian's left arm beat violently for a few more times, and finally, it suddenly returned to calm.
"Well……"
"What's going on?"
Luo Tian knew in his heart that every time the demon dragon tattoo beat violently, it would be accompanied by a sharp pain like a needle. The evil ice poison would inevitably attack, and when the evil ice poison attacked, he would turn into ice.
People, instantly kill all the plants around them...
However, what surprised Luo Tian was that although the dragon tattoo was painful this time, the evil ice poison did not attack.
Luo Tian even felt that after a brief moment of his soul leaving his body, he suddenly felt refreshed.
"Strange! This soul-breaking flute is really powerful!"
"How can this ethereal flute sound capture people's soul?"
Looking at the white phantom on the roof, Luo Tian's dark eyes widened again.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
When the guards in front of the Lingdan Hall heard Kong Ling's soul-breaking flute, all of them were startled at first, then staggered and became unsteady on their feet. Finally, they dropped their weapons with a clanging sound, and their bodies were like a ball of cotton, and they all fell to the ground.
, fell asleep faintly.
The orange-level soul master brandished a powerful blade. He originally wanted to jump up to the roof and stab the white phantom, but as soon as he heard the ethereal flute sound, his strong body jumped up and flew in the air, but he lost his energy.
With a muffled thud, he fell to the ground on his back.
The orange-level soul master was startled at first, and then, relying on his powerful orange soul energy, he actually jumped up from the ground, waving the ghost-headed sword in his hand, making a whistling sound.
The orange-level soul master's sharp sword skills are extremely proficient, and he is very powerful when dancing. Judging from this, he should be a seven-star soul master.
In the mainland, five-star soul masters are very powerful figures, not to mention that the person in front of him is a seven-star soul master, and his strength cannot be underestimated.
Obviously, when the Seven-Star Soul Master saw that all his men had lost their ability to resist, he would not put down their weapons obediently. He would fight for the last time even if he risked his life.
Therefore, the soul master swung the ghost-headed sword and slashed at the white phantom on the roof with a Taishan pressure.
There was a sudden sound, and as the soul master pointed his ghost-headed sword, an orange cyclone spurted out from the tip of the sword, streaking across a straight line and heading straight for the white phantom on the roof.
Seeing how powerful the ghost-headed sword was, Luo Tian's heart tightened and he sweated for the white phantom.
"Pfft!"
The orange cyclone emitted by the ghost-headed sword suddenly changed direction when it encountered the ethereal wave whirlpool emitted by the heartbroken flute, and shot towards a chimney on the roof.
"boom!"
With a loud noise, the solid chimney on the roof suddenly flew into rubble and disappeared out of thin air in an instant.
"Well--"
Seeing this scene, the soul master was quite surprised. He subconsciously raised the ghost-headed sword and held it in front of his eyes to take a look. He couldn't believe it, but he couldn't hit the target despite being so successful in every attempt. Instead, he was easily changed.
Got the direction.
The orange level soul master is angry!
"Oh!"
The orange-level soul master yelled manically, and the ghost-headed sword flew up and down in his hand, creating an orange whirlpool that illuminated the front of the Spiritual Pill Hall as bright as day. Then, he showed off a more powerful move.
"Woo! Bell! Woo——"
Suddenly, the sound of the white phantom's flute turned into a low whistle, and a wave swirled down from the roof, and the surrounding air became stagnant for an instant.
The orange-level soul master raised the ghost-headed sword. Before he could make a vicious move, he could see that he was standing unsteadily and his body was shaking violently. The orange soul energy on his body gradually changed from bright to dark, from weak to faint, and finally
All gone.
"thump!"
The strong body of the orange-level soul master tilted, as if his muscles and bones had been taken away. His whole body was limp and weak, and he fell to the ground. The soul weapon in his hand - the ghost-head sword gave off a faint light and gradually disappeared.
Suddenly, the surroundings became quiet and there was no sound.
There is only a bright moon in the sky, emitting a silvery moonlight.
At this time, the white phantom waved its pretty arm gently, put away the ethereal soul-breaking flute, and stood on the roof against the backdrop of the moonlight, with her clothes fluttering in the wind, looking very charming.