Faced with Feng Yue's sound-killing attack, Shao Siming was so surprised that he could only use his escape method to barely avoid it.
When her eyes were fixed on Feng Yue's pretty face again, she was already looking at him with admiration.
Chen Xuan also did not expect that Feng Yue's Shinto cultivation could actually compete with the extraordinary gods in the Jiuge organization, and she had a slight upper hand in the initial fight, which really surprised and delighted him.
Of course, Jiu Ge Shao Siming, who looks about the same age as Feng Yue, is far inferior to Yun Zhongjun in Shinto cultivation, which means that the gods with names among Jiu Ge are not necessarily very powerful.
"Oh, how come my sister, Master Siming, is always deflated?"
Suddenly, a heart-stirring laughter came from far away in the sky.
Then, colorful and beautiful butterflies appeared in Chen Xuan and Feng Yue's eyes, flying up and down.
Chen Xuan and Feng Yue were caught in the illusion in an instant when they only heard the sound but didn't see the real person! Then they saw countless colorful butterflies entwining around an enchanting young woman wearing a black and red dress.
Follow this charming woman to fly near Shao Siming.
Seeing the arrival of this woman, Shao Siming frowned slightly, not hiding his disgust: "Mengdie, are you following me on purpose?"
"Mr. Yun Zhong was worried that you would enter the territory of Shengtang alone, so he asked my sister to come with me to take a look. What's the matter? Isn't Younger Sister Shao Siming happy to see her?"
The charming woman known as Mengdie always wears a charming smile that confuses the mind.
Chen Xuan and Feng Yue were in the illusion of colorful butterflies created by this woman, and their powerful soul power could resist Meng Die's illusion without any pressure.
Seeing that Shao Siming just snorted coldly and stopped talking, Mengdie knew that she had just been deflated and was in a very bad mood, so the charming beauty cast her gaze downwards and said in surprise: "It's really worthy of being received.
Xuanchen Xingjun, whom Yun Zhongjun praised, and the little sister beside you, are obviously just mortals, but the power of their souls can withstand my butterfly dance illusion. I have never seen this sister in my life."
Chen Xuan could not judge how high the cultivation level of Mengdie was, but compared to Yun Zhongjun, Mengdie's appearance did not put much pressure on him, so Chen Xuan guessed that Mengdie's cultivation level did not exceed the Hedao stage at the highest level.
, it should be the same as Shao Siming, between the stage of transformation into gods and the stage of returning to void.
In fact, he had already guessed that the beautiful girl holding the guzheng was in the stage of becoming a god. Because of her extremely high talent in Shinto, she was given the title of "Shao Siming" by Emperor Jiuge Dong.
Mengdie, on the other hand, is a Shinto practitioner in the stage of returning to the void. She is good at using the power of the soul to perform illusions, and has won many believers through this.
Facing the two Nine Song Gods, Chen Xuan did not intend to fight. Although Mengdie only had the cultivation level of the Void Return Stage, if Chen Xuan wanted to fight across a large realm, he must activate the Demonic Saint Mark. Unless he had to, Chen Xuan would
Not deliberately inspired.
"You Nine Song Gods have entered the Holy Tang Dynasty many times. It seems that you treat the masters of the Holy Tang Dynasty as if they no longer exist. However, you think that you can kill me after entering the territory of the Holy Tang Dynasty. It is not that easy."
As soon as Chen Xuan finished speaking, he sacrificed the witch phoenix feather and took Feng Yue to fly towards the border city of Shengtang.
"I want to leave. Is the dream of Diewu as my sister just a decoration?"
Mengdie sneered, raised her right hand, and countless colorful butterflies intertwined and converged into a colorful and dreamy light belt, completely covering the world and blocking Chen Xuan's path.
Of course, Shao Siming would not give up all the credit to Mengdie easily. After all, anyone could sit on the throne of Shao Siming, so she played the guzheng without hesitation and performed extremely powerful sound-killing techniques.
Facing the joint attack of the two masters of Jiu Ge, Chen Xuan said that it was impossible without pressure, but now Feng Yue can help him bear part of the pressure.
Before Chen Xuan could speak, Feng Yue took the initiative to play the piano music to help Chen Xuan block Shao Siming's sound-killing technique.
The two talented luthiers once again competed equally.
But Shao Siming was not satisfied with this result. Although she was extremely talented in Shinto and Sound Killing, it took more than ten years to practice these two methods to achieve her current achievements.
And Feng Yue is obviously a mortal, so why can he fight with her many times without losing?
If Shao Siming were to know that Feng Yue had only practiced Shinto for a few days, and was even more self-taught in the art of sound killing, Shao Siming would be so angry that he vomited blood! With Feng Yue alleviating the pressure, Chen Xuan could concentrate on dealing with Gao He
A dream butterfly in a big realm.
Chen Xuan already has considerable experience in dealing with illusions. As long as his mind is firm, the influence of illusions will be minimized.
Moreover, Chen Xuan still has the clairvoyant pupil and the flowing gold demonic pupil that have not been used yet. Before Meng Die does not exert his full power, it is impossible for the butterfly dance illusion to have any impact on Chen Xuan's mind.
Seeing countless streaks of colorful light flying towards each other, Chen Xuan drove the witch phoenix feathers to continuously shuttle among them. The scorching and blurry lights and shadows were all blocked by Chen Xuan's powerful pupil power, and the psychedelic power was blocked. He could see the dream behind him
Die was surprised in his heart.
"Yun Zhongjun didn't tell me that this kid has a strong ability to resist illusions."
The only thing Mengdie can do now is to temporarily trap Chen Xuan with the butterfly dance illusion, but it is only temporary. Chen Xuan's escape speed is too fast, and it will be a matter of time before he flies out of the illusion.
Seeing that Shao Siming, who had high hopes from Master Donghuang, could only compete with Feng Yue at a head-to-head match, Mengdie did not expect Shao Siming to help her, so she could only use the unique secret technique "Transforming Butterflies into Dreams" that consumes the power of the soul.
", the enchanting and fiery body instantly transformed into a huge colorful butterfly, flying towards Chen Xuan at the speed of a fleeting shadow.
Chen Xuan's heart suddenly sank. He had a premonition that if he didn't use his trump card, he would never be able to stop Mengdie's move! But at this moment, Mengdie's speed had exceeded his control speed of Wu Feng Zhi Ling, so Chen Xuan had no time at all.
After using various means to suppress the bottom of the box, Feng Yue could only try his best to avoid it.
At the critical moment when life and death were uncertain, a charming laughter came from the ears of Chen Xuan, Feng Yue, Shao Siming and Mengdie: "Giggle...Brother Chen Xuan, I really didn't expect you."
Already out of trouble!"
Hearing this sudden laughter, Mengdie, who transformed into a butterfly, felt extremely bad in her heart.
How can anyone break into the dreamland of Butterfly Dance that is completely under her control and blessed by the magic of turning butterflies into dreams?
Before she could clearly see the figure of the person coming, Mengdie only felt a snow-white and crystal jade hand stretching out from the void, gently holding one of her wings, and then folding it casually.
"ah!"
Mengdie screamed, and the magic of transforming into a butterfly into a dream was instantly broken. Under the severe pain, he had no choice but to reveal his true body and fled back to Shao Siming at full speed.
Then she looked at the owner of the jade hand who had broken her wings with resentment and resentment.
