Chapter 40 040, The piano demon shows off his ferocious power! The blood sea of Youquan changes!
Author: Li Guding
Chapter 40 040, The piano demon shows off his ferocious power! The blood sea of Youquan changes!
With one blow, the joint resistance of Zhao Xiulin and others was shattered. Qi Lingyun didn't waste any time. He raised his hands together, hooked and wiped, and played the piano music.
Amidst the sounds of the killing music and the violent sound of the metal cavalry, hundreds of forbidden troops formed a formation on the deck and were waiting for them. The aura of the talisman suddenly collapsed in pieces, and then one by one the forbidden troops were seen, and their great bodies suddenly became incomprehensible.
Miao was torn apart, and for a moment, broken limbs were flying on the deck, heads were rolling around, and blood was splattering like rain.
This situation is as if an invisible cavalry has entered the formation of the Forbidden Army and is running rampant, slashing and killing.
The soldiers of the Forbidden Army wanted to resist, but they didn't know where the attack was coming from. They wanted to escape, but as soon as they raised their legs and feet, their legs and feet were already separated from the body...
Even if they want to burn together and perish together, they still don’t know where to cut the talisman sword.
The Imperial Guards soldiers fell in pieces.
Lu Xiangmei and Liu Hai, two monks in the late stage of Qi refining, were no better than those mortal soldiers. In the same instant, their limbs were shattered and their heads were separated.
Until their death, they did not figure out where the attack hidden in the music came from.
When the Imperial Guards on the deck were slaughtered by Qinyin.
Zhao Xiulin and Ni Kun, who were standing on the railing in the corridor of the ship building, were also attacked.
However, Zhao Yaonv is an inner disciple of the Xianyin Sect after all. Even though she is not yet qualified to learn Daomiao Tianyin derived spells, she is somewhat familiar with the sound attack spells of her sect and knows how to resist them.
So when the sound of the piano started playing, she had already put out a turtle shield, spinning and flying around her and Ni Kun, and at the same time took out her top-quality magic weapon.
This is a phoenix-headed harp.
It is a musical instrument that Zhao Xiulin brought from home, and it is also a magical instrument that she prepared in advance for the future practice of magic derived from Tianyin supernatural power.
Zhao Xiulin still doesn't know the magic derived from Tianyin's magical power, but she has learned to play the konghou since she was a child.
And this top-notch musical instrument has its own power. As long as it can be played, it can send out sonic attacks.
Zhao Xiulin concentrated her spiritual power on her fingertips, moved her slender fingers, and played the harp, trying to match the sound to the sound and interfere with the rhythm of Qi Lingyun's music.
pity.
In terms of cultivation, Qi Lingyun is extremely close to the middle stage of foundation building.
In terms of magical weapons, Qi Lingyun's Yaoqin is a middle-grade spiritual weapon.
In terms of magic, Qi Lingyun used magic derived from Tianyin magical power that he had practiced for many years.
No matter how well Zhao Xiulin plays the harp, without the blessing of magic and relying solely on the power of the magic weapon, it is only superficial, and it is impossible to compete with Qi Lingyun.
Just a few breaths.
The high-grade magic weapon "Spirit Turtle Shield" that was spinning and flying around Zhao Xiulin and Ni Kun had exploded into pieces amidst the passionate music of a golden horse.
Once the shield was shattered, no matter how Zhao Xiulin plucked the strings, the phoenix-headed harp could no longer make any sound or emit a single sound wave.
At the same time, the body protection spells on Zhao Xiulin's body were also bombarded by the invisible music, like paper torn by the strong wind, one after another collapsed and shattered.
Seeing that Zhao Xiulin had been completely suppressed by the sound of the piano, she was about to be torn apart by the invisible murderous intention in the sound of the piano just like everyone on the deck. She had been standing motionless before, as if Ni Kun had been hit by a immobilization spell, and her figure suddenly moved slightly.
Trembling, he suddenly took a step forward and stood in front of Zhao Xiulin.
Tsk tsk tsk!
Invisible attacks come and strangle.
Amidst the sound of tearing silk, the black robe on Ni Kun's body suddenly torn apart, turning into broken black butterflies that filled the sky, falling in all directions with the wind, revealing his extremely ferocious ghost body.
"Huh?"
Above the sky, Qi Lingyun saw Ni Kun's true form. He suddenly pressed the strings to stop the sound and asked with interest:
"Junior sister Zhao, this is the bronze corpse made from the furnace that you wanted to keep even if you fell out with me? Why is it so weird in appearance? It was unscathed by the sound of my piano? It was born with copper skin and iron bones.
How could the bronze corpse made by a person have such strange changes?"
Ni Kun's image is indeed very different from the normal bronze corpse - when he was in the Xianyin Sect, in addition to his breath, he also slightly disguised his appearance, but now, he is too lazy to disguise his appearance anymore.
Therefore, what Qi Lingyun saw was an "alien bronze corpse" that he had never seen before.
It has a head of gray messy hair, and is as thin as a skinned skeleton, but has a thick and tall frame, arms longer than the knees, and the fingertips of both hands are equipped with three-inch-long pitch black claws. Its pale skin is full of people.
Dizziness, strange and mysterious ink-colored magic patterns.
It was the unusual appearance of this "bronze corpse" that aroused Qi Lingyun's curiosity.
But she quickly suppressed this curiosity.
Because when she carefully looked at the strange bronze corpse, a trace of fear and uneasiness instinctively rose in her heart.
Aware of his own inexplicable fear and uneasiness, Qi Lingyun's habitual caution made him no longer wait for Zhao Xiulin's answer. He suddenly clasped a string with his slender fingers and pulled it back to make a killing sound.
However.
Before Qi Lingyun could let go of the strings and launch the killing blow, the bronze corpse suddenly raised its head and showed her a creepy and terrifying smile with its skinned skull-like face.
After that, the bronze corpse suddenly collapsed and turned into a dark red blood waterfall under Qi Lingyun's astonished gaze. It fell from the corridor of the ship building and splashed on the deck.
How could such a tall and tough bronze corpse suddenly turn into a puddle of soft blood?
Qi Lingyun couldn't understand.
Not to mention her, even Zhao Xiulin was confused, confused, unable to understand, and greatly shocked.
But then, something happened that they couldn't understand even more.
As early as Qi Lingyun stopped playing the piano, there was no one alive on the deck.
Not only were all the Imperial Guards soldiers killed by the music, but even the boatmen and sailors in the cabins did not survive. They all died in the ubiquitous and pervasive killing music.
So many people had died, and rivers of blood had long been flowing on the deck and even in the cabin.
And when the blood waterfall formed by the "bronze corpse" splashed onto the deck, the blood all over the deck, and even the blood inside the cabin, flowed back to the deck along the gaps in the deck, and then gathered towards the center of the deck.
As the blood gathers.
The scattered corpses on the deck, including the fragments of Han Bin, the corpses of Lu Xiangmei, Liu Hai, and even the corpses of the Black Flame brothers, all turned into mummies in an instant, as if they were drained of the last remaining traces of their limbs at the same time.
A trace of blood.
Eventually, all the blood gathered in the center of the deck and turned into a pool of scarlet blood.
A delicate and dazzling red blood lotus bud rose slowly from the center of the blood pool.
When the lotus buds bloomed, and the evil scarlet petals opened one after another, revealing the lotus stamens, the eyes of Qi Lingyun and Zhao Xiulin couldn't help but become more shocked and stunned.
On top of the blood orangutan lotus, a tall and tall figure stands.
It was a young man who was almost enchantingly handsome. He was wearing a bloody robe, his skin was pale and almost transparent, there was a purple vertical mark between his eyebrows, his lips were scarlet, and his pupils were as red as blood.
He put his hands behind his back, looked up at Qi Lingyun, and raised the corners of his scarlet lips into a gentle smile.
With just this slight smile, Qi Lingyun's heart palpitated, his pupils shrank, and he felt an extremely crazy and cruel aura rushing towards his face. Everything within his field of vision seemed to be covered with a hazy blood color!