Ever since Luo Qingjue of Taiyi Martial House appeared, the atmosphere had quietly changed.
The feeling of blood and cruelty is gone.
Instead, there was an ethereal and dusty atmosphere.
Luo Qingjue held the guqin in her arms and slowly closed her eyes. A powerful spiritual aura enveloped the entire audience.
Ahem...
Lin Huang coughed twice.
Then he persisted in shaking his body and closed his eyes as well, and a domineering soul appeared.
The two of them did not move, but the situation in the killing arena suddenly opened and closed.
I saw Luo Qingjue's soul sitting cross-legged in the void, her robes flying, and her green silk hair like the wind. The guqin was placed across her knees, and her slender white fingers slowly played the strings, making a crisp and sweet sound, which made people happy physically and mentally.
, extremely joyful.
Lin Huang was dressed in black robe.
Standing proudly in the void, his whole body filled with domineering energy, looking at the sound of the piano coming like waves, he stepped on it and crushed it completely.
Everyone around looked a little confused.
In the battle of souls, everyone can only see its appearance, but few people can see the dangerous fighting in it.
Outside the killing arena, several disciples from the Taiyi Martial House were watching the battle closely with serious expressions. They naturally knew that at this moment, Luo Qingjue, who was as handsome as the wind and flowing clouds, had such amazing strength. Even if he had never
Entering the realm of King Wu can be achieved in one go as long as the latter wants to.
In Taiyi Martial House, even if the older generation of Martial House disciples have not been born for a long time, Luo Qingjue's strength will definitely be among the top ten.
If he didn't have strong self-confidence, the latter would not go to Qingtian Martial Mansion to meet Wang Xiao, who was considered to be unrivaled under King Wu.
And killing Lin Changsheng in the arena was not easy either.
Winning seventy-nine games in a row, even they were extremely surprised... Such a feat may not be possible even for the talented disciples of the three sects and six houses who have all the talents.
But if they really compared Lin Huang's strength with Luo Qingjue's, they still believed that Luo Qingjue was definitely the winner.
Because that is Luo Qingjue.
Once upon a time, a song called "Three Lives on the Other Side" killed many powerful men in the King of Martial Arts realm.
In the killing arena, Luo Qingjue's prelude sound was crushed by Lin Huang's foot, causing a slight smile to appear on the latter's lips. He slapped the strings with both hands, causing the sound in the killing arena to suddenly be sonorous and thunderous.
It's so majestic that it seems like there are thousands of miles of rivers running through it.
In the void, the spectators could not see any movement.
Lin Huang, who was also a spirit soul, could see thousands of armored cavalry approaching, and the darkness was like a rushing black river. The sonorous and fierce murderous intent made the mountains and rivers turbulent and the earth trembled.
Lin Huang raised his eyebrows slightly.
Another kick came down, crushing Luo Qingjue's rhythm.
Lin Huang had seen this kind of scene too many times in Cang Tian Jue Shen Zhan.
Luo Qingjue used the sound of the piano to condense and tyrannically suppress the forest wasteland, undoubtedly hitting the stone with an egg.
"Let's take action!"
After two feet, Lin Huang looked at Luo Qingjue and spoke calmly.
Luo Qingjue nodded, his eyes suddenly sharp.
The pair of white and slender hands slowly stroked the strings, looking particularly immersed in it, and then lightly touched the strings with their ten fingers...
bite.
Xin Xin.
…
In the killing arena, a mysterious song suddenly sounded.
The sound was too ancient, very different from today's musical notation. It was like the cry of ancient sacrifices to summon souls, and it was also like the sound of the ancient Buddha sitting cross-legged on a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood to transcend the afterlife.
The sound was too mysterious and mysterious, as if it was full of infinite magic power, making people instantly immersed in the sound of the piano.
Every note sounded, like the death sound of an ancient martyr, hammering hard into everyone's hearts.
The sound of the piano is ancient.
gray.
Dead silence.
despair.
hoarse.
mystery.
All the emotions are intertwined, making people instantly sink to the edge of life and death.
Outside the killing arena, the disciples of Taiyi Martial Palace listened to the ancient music in the void and looked at Luo Qingjue's strange fingering. Their expressions suddenly changed, "It's the other side of Sansheng. Brother Luo actually skipped "Eight Difficulties Buddha".
Sound" and directly used "Three Lives on the Other Side". Is Lin Changsheng really that powerful?"
Song Changling listened to the sound of the piano in the void, frowned slightly, and then snorted coldly, but was not confused by the music at all.
In the killing arena, Lin Huang not only heard the ancient piano music that was filled with bone-chilling despair, but he also saw a strange world...
A green and dark end of the underworld, surrounded by lonely ghosts wandering around.
At a glance, the bloody mandala covered the boundless sea of evil.
A Sansheng Monument stands in the netherworld and seems to have cut countless gods in half.
A dilapidated ancient bridge leading to endless darkness.
And those eighteen levels of hell.
…
As far as the forest wilderness can be seen, there is an obscure, dark, bloody, desperate and terrifying underworld.
Countless invisible forces of confinement came from all directions, imprisoning the forest. It seemed that they were going to completely pull his soul from the world into the underworld and become a lonely ghost in it.
That kind of power cannot be seen or touched.
But it is extremely real.
Lin Huang suddenly seemed to have seen his own reincarnation.
I saw myself on the other side.
In the vast and bloody underworld, Lin Huang breathed softly, looking at Luo Qingjue who appeared elegantly in the void, just like an elegant judge, in charge of the life and death of people in the world. And like an ancient Buddha, crossing
Transform the undead in the world.
In the killing arena, the sound of the piano is endless, and the underworld is immortal.
Lin Huang smiled slightly, his eyes closed slightly, and the same invisible power swept out.
Kill the underworld.
The moment that invisible force appeared, the underworld constructed by Luo Qingjue shook instantly, the road to the underworld was broken, the flowers on the other side withered. The ancient monument of Sansheng was covered with cracks, and the Naihe Bridge collapsed.
Instead, a new hell seems to have emerged.
A nasal passage.
In the sky of the underworld, Luo Qingjue's expression suddenly changed, and he felt a terrifying killing force mercilessly annihilating the underworld. That was the existence of Abi Hell, a avenue that he had not yet understood even after practicing for many years.
Bang.
In just a few breaths, the underworld completely collapsed.
Lin Huang's Abi Dao three swords also disappeared without a trace.
In the killing arena, Luo Qingjue, who was sitting cross-legged in the void, opened his eyes in shock and spat out a mouthful of blood.
Everyone watching the battle was a little confused.
The battle just now was too mysterious.
The two of them just closed their eyes, why did one of them vomit blood?
The disciples of Taiyi Martial Palace all changed their expressions, looking at Luo Qingjue who was vomiting blood, looking very unbelievable.
"Senior Brother Luo... actually lost?"
One of the female disciples murmured, looking particularly shocked.
"Senior Brother Luo's "Three Lives on the Other Side" has killed countless martial arts kings. How could it be defeated by Lin Changsheng's? This kid has fought seventy-nine times in a row. Could it be that he still has power in his hands that we have never seen before?
?”
In the killing arena, Luo Qingjue's face turned pale. He looked at Lin Huang and was particularly shocked. "I didn't expect that you still have such a powerful power in your hands. That power just now was terrifying!"
Lin Huang smiled calmly and did not reply.
Only when the souls are at war and no one can see him, can he unscrupulously let Abi Dao appear in the world.
Otherwise... once his inheritance is known to others, the consequences will be even more serious than facing Song Hanshan.
"I lost!"
In the killing arena, Luo Qingjue had already put away his guqin, and his expression returned to its previous calmness and indifference, "I will come find you again next time, when the three lives on the other side become the sound of reincarnation!"
Lin Huang slightly cupped his hands and said, "Thank you very much!"
If it weren't for Luo Qingjue's fate and the two of them fighting with their souls, then he wouldn't have had the slightest chance to breathe. At least now, Lin Huang has some spiritual energy in his body.
"Hope you can succeed!"
Luo Qingjue smiled in a friendly manner, then left without saying another word, hugging the guqin.
Lin Huang also smiled, then withdrew his gaze, quietly waiting for the next battle...