Impossible. There are hundreds of thousands of sharp thorns on such dense black thorns. It is impossible that they cannot penetrate.
At this moment, a faint song came from the huge black thorn ball.
That is the unique singing voice of the sharks.
There is no language, no lyrics, it is just a pure chant, like the waves of the North Sea, coming out in circles and floating in all directions.
That night, all the teachers and students of the Holy Academy woke up from their sleep. They heard a unique and beautiful song that they had never heard in their lives.
The chant of the mermaid.
Once you practice the art of singing the moon to the Mahayana stage, you will develop a superb sound.
Fan Xi, whose limbs were bound, raised his head in disbelief and looked at the huge black thorn ball with a radius of several hundred meters in mid-air.
"Excellent voice? Xiaoling actually developed an extraordinary voice? Oh my god!"
In the three thousand years of history of the Sharman tribe, there have been a total of twenty Sea Kings, but only one has achieved the ultimate voice.
Unexpectedly, Xiaoling has already understood the true meaning of the art of singing the moon when she is only in her twenties, and her talent is truly unparalleled.
The ultimate sound is the purest and most healing sound in the world. It can purify all evil spirits. At the same time, it has very powerful attack power against identified enemies.
In mid-air, from the center of the huge black thorn ball, holy sea-blue light continuously burst out from the center. One after another, the dark evil energy around it was directly purified. The scene was very spectacular.
Beautiful songs, mermaid chants, music that can wash away all darkness, echo throughout the entire Holy Mountain.
Countless hermits who were trapped in the bottleneck of their cultivation were suddenly enlightened when they heard such beautiful singing that was close to the natural way of heaven. They were enlightened and enlightened.
On Shengxiu Mountain, dead trees bloom in spring, and flowers bloom overnight, creating a spectacular sight.
Xuanyuan Yu's eyes widened in disbelief.
His mind suddenly fell into a trance, and the dark demonic energy that bound his heart gradually dissipated, and his eyes, which were like black holes, were no longer as gloomy and terrifying as before.
"Crack, crackle, crackle"
The power of the supreme sound gradually broke through the shackles of the huge black thorn ball, and cracks appeared.
The black thorns collapsed and disintegrated, and the sky with a radius of thousands of miles was illuminated.
Xuanyuan Yu only felt a dazzling sea-blue light in front of his eyes, and his mind went blank.
The next moment, his body fell straight down.
Fan Xi was also captured by the power of the supreme sound and fainted directly.
The divine glow gradually dissipated, and silence returned to the mountains and forests.
The night wind blew by and it was so quiet.
*.*.*.*.*.*
When the first ray of dawn in the morning penetrated the clouds and scattered in the world, at the foot of the Holy Fire Peak, in the grass that was half a person tall, a figure slowly climbed up.
Xuanyuan Yu stood up, stretched out a hand and put it in front of his forehead, blocking the somewhat dazzling morning light.
The fierce fight last night is still vivid in my mind.
He clearly remembered that he was stunned by Xiao Ling's superb voice.
In other words, he lost this battle?
Xuanyuan Yu suddenly raised his head, a chill flashing across his eyes. He did not accept this result!
He took a few steps forward and found large pieces of broken branches of black thorns scattered on the ground.