Without giving the Dark Lord a chance to breathe, Shiyu changed his tone. The originally murderous spiritual energy fluctuations immediately calmed down and gathered around the Dark Lord, slowly surrounding the Dark Lord. Shiyu spotted the time and used the five holes.
They were all sealed, a vibrato floated out, and with a wave of the Xingyue Flute, all the spiritual energy was directed towards the Dark Lord.
The situation in all directions left the Dark Lord with no place to escape. He could only bear the pressure of the powerful aura. The Dark Lord was wrapped in fiery red aura. Shi Yu could not see his reaction clearly, but the notes he played did not break.
Pass.
She didn't dare to break, she didn't dare to be careless at all. She didn't think that she could hurt the Dark Lord in the slightest. At most, it would only trap him for a while, leaving him in a state of being attacked by her without having time to fight back.
Down.
"We haven't seen each other for a few days. Shiyu's strength has become a lot stronger. Is that just like this?" Leng Ao's mocking and playful tone came out from the red light that was wrapped in it. He was so leisurely and there was no trace of being suppressed at all.
Feel.
Shiyu frowned, wouldn't this work? Her spiritual energy was almost reaching its maximum. Although it was not consumed, she was afraid that she would not be able to attack more powerfully than this one.
A huge collision sound sounded in Shiyu's ears, and his eyes were full of surprise. Where is the strength of this dark devil? He easily broke through the light wall. Looking around, there was no damage at all.
Even the corners of his clothes are still so smooth.
"It's my turn next, Shi Yu asked me to see if the God has chosen the wrong person." As soon as Leng Ao finished his wild words, a strange piano appeared in his hand, with a dragon head and a dragon body.
The dragon tail is pitch black and the material cannot be clearly seen.
But when she came into contact with the piano, Shiyu clearly felt that Xingyue Flute was restless, as if something was aroused and was about to move.
Holding the Xingyue Flute in his hand, Shiyu did not waste any time with the Dark Lord. He changed direction, poured spiritual energy into the Xingyue Flute, emptied the five holes, and remembered the unique flute sound again.
In Shiyu's view, this is the real beginning of the contest. She doesn't have much time left and the Dark Lord can't find out. She can only risk death and survive to make the final blow.
"Strike an egg against a stone." Leng Ao uttered a sentence without emotion. He looked at Shiyu's eyes filled with blood and the dragon piano in his hand fluctuated rapidly.
"Back then, my king's Dragon Qin was suppressed by the Xingyue Flute. That was because of the power of the god himself. Speaking of it, this Dragon Qin was much stronger than the Xingyue Flute. Today we encountered it again. It seems that this
There really is God’s will in it.”
"Shiyu, are you going to continue your death struggle, or should you just surrender to me?" the Dark Lord said quietly with a cold breath.
Everyone can see that now he is just like a cat teasing a mouse, and unfortunately Shiyu happens to be that mouse. He only plays two of the five strings of the dragon qin in his hand, and then
The spiritual pressure floating out of Shiyu's Xingyue Flute was defeated step by step, and the outcome seemed to be obvious.
Shiyu felt heavy in his heart. Did this person want to avenge his past and get back everything that the God had taken away from him, or was he really just talking about those insignificant things?
Her spiritual energy was now being depleted bit by bit, but looking at the Dark Lord, it seemed like nothing had happened, with a relaxed look on his face, and Shi Yu sunk his eyes.