An intoxicating numbness spreads in Wenjiang Soul Domain...
A pretty woman walked out of the void and smiled at him.
Wen Jiang's heart trembled. The face he thought about so much was so real and vivid. When he moved his arms, he wanted to reach out and touch the face that had appeared countless times in his dreams!
wrong!
It's an illusion!
The last trace of reason made Wen Jiang bite his tongue violently. The severe pain and the smell of blood in his mouth made him briefly awake. The girl in front of him turned into a wisp of smoke, and for some reason, his heart ached.
His face was pale, and that weird numbness came from deep within his body!
How can it be!
He has clearly expelled the things that were corroded just now from the soul realm...
Wen Jiang suddenly raised his head and stared at the figure at the top of the tower with fluttering white clothes, as if he might ride the wind back at any time.
The figure in white clothes gradually became blurry in his eyes, and the dispersed smoke transformed into a pretty girl again. The joy that trembled deep in Wen Jiang's heart spread from his body into every corner of his soul.
.
What a powerful soul realm...
This was Wen Jiang's last thought, and a heartfelt smile appeared on his pale face.
It's so good to die under such an illusion...
Magic Flute watched quietly, looking at Wen Jiang below who was gradually losing his vitality. There was no joy of victory on his face, and his bright, clear and flawless eyes were like stars in the sky.
The wind blew over his face, blowing up his clothes, and a crystal teardrop slipped from the corner of his eye and flew into the wind.
The seventh kill, Worry-free Heart, is a killing move specially created to kill the holy ones. The sound of the flute is like a poisonous seed, flying into people's hearts. The deepest yearning and desire in the heart are the most perfect soil, and the toxicity will
Spread from his body to the soul realm.
The seventh kill was finally completed, the seventh kill appeared for the first time, but the face of the magic flute was extremely calm.
This is the power of music, this is the power of the human heart.
The Magic Flute felt a little sad for a moment. Those sentimental and ruthless people always have a soft place in their hearts that hides poison that can kill them.
He laughed at himself, was he actually feeling sentimental about the death of his enemy?
It's really hypocritical... Fortunately, the nervous Tang is not here...
Sure enough, the thing I can’t stand the most is that bastard...
Magic Flute laughed loudly, and the gloom in his heart dissipated. His eyes fell on Zhang Minghe, who was still struggling to hold on. He was like a swing, going cold and hot.
Xinwuyou is a killing move specially created for the Holy Order. It takes advantage of the strongest point of the Holy Order. The will of the Holy Order is much stronger than that of ordinary martial arts, and their control over themselves is also astonishing.
situation.
The stronger a person is, the softer there must be in his heart.
The poison of desire lurking in their hearts is usually suppressed too strongly, and when it breaks out, the poison will become more violent. And the fact that this poison will spread to the soul realm of the holy level is another key.
This is the power of [Xin Wuyou]. The stronger the opponent is, the greater its power will be.
Although Zhang Minghe is not weak in strength, he is not a saint, does not have a soul domain, and his will is not strong enough. The influence of [Worry-Free Heart] on him is not as strong as that of Wen Jiang, and he also has the Equator-level golden secret treasure [Ruyi Dog] in his hand.
But even so, he could still barely hold on, while several others were already extinct.
Suddenly, a silver claw flew out, grabbed the [Ruyi Dog] in Zhang Minghe's hand, yanked hard, and tore the [Ruyi Dog] from Zhang Minghe's hand.
The Ruyi Dog's light surged, but the silver claws held it tightly, and no matter how hard it struggled, it would never let go.
Losing the protection of [Ruyi Dog], Zhang Minghe could no longer hold on. He fell down and passed out. When Magic Flute saw this, he couldn't help but shake his head. He himself came from a noble family and knew that most of the children of noble families had weak wills when they lacked experience.
, the desire in their hearts is often not strong enough, which is their common problem.
Duanmu looked at the [Ruyi Dog] curiously. He was the one who used the silver claw just now. Looking at such an advanced thing can also gain some knowledge.
Chi Guang on the side looked envious, this guy has so many evil ways...
At this time, everyone recovered from the shock and looked at the magic flute with awe. Although everyone did not know Wen Jiang, Wen Jiang's soul realm just now was real.
Holy Order, Mr. Magic Flute actually killed a Holy Order!
Can kill a holy level soul general...
There are many people paying attention to this battle. As early as the Guangming Wuhui and Cetus were losing successively in the drug war, some people with flexible minds guessed that the Guangming Wuhui would definitely attack Three Soul City.
In the past, although Three Soul City had begun to rise to prominence, it was still a small force that could not rise to the top in the eyes of many people. It was not until the cooperation between Three Soul City and the Libra Masters Association that Three Soul City finally came to the forefront. And when Three Soul City
After the relationship between Huncheng and Tang Tian was exposed, it attracted even more attention.
Nowadays, it is impossible for Sanhun City to develop quietly.
The fighting in the base tonight had just begun, and all the scouts around the base were alerted. The whole city was mesmerized by Magic Flute's "Worry-free Heart", but when it fell on the ears of those powerful scouts,
But it was nothing less than a thunderbolt!
The murderous intention contained in the melodious sound of the flute is difficult to detect.
The strength of the magic flute is actually so strong!
The scouts from all walks of life were horrified, and they had detailed assessments of Magic Flute in their hands. The assessments of each team were quite consistent. Although Magic Flute's strength was unfathomable during his lifetime, as a soul general, his strength is now not as good as before. His strength is
, should be around 7,000 on the Tianlist.
But……
When time passed quietly, there was no sound of fighting inside the base, and none of Wen Jiang, Zhang Minghe and others came out. All the sentries were almost collectively dumbfounded, and a terrifying guess suddenly appeared in their minds.
——The invaders were eliminated.
No one else believed the strength of Wen Jiang, Zhang Minghe and his party to destroy Three Soul City. But it was so silent and motionless, how creepy.
How many secrets are hidden in this bronze base?
Tang Chou's request to intimidate Xiao Xiao was completed extremely beautifully. Even thieves were eliminated in the entire Three Soul City. The warriors who used to be arrogant and fierce in the market were now smiling and cautious when buying things and asking for information.
But the discussion triggered by the Magic Flute is far from over. The Magic Flute is independent on the top of the tower, with flying white clothes, and a picturesque and fairy-like demeanor, which quickly makes him the dream lover of countless girls.
And his "Worry-free Heart", after being praised by several music masters, quickly became a popular piece of music. Others played "Worry-Free Heart", and the melody was extremely beautiful and mesmerizing. And all the music warriors tried to learn from this.
What can be understood from this piece of music? There are many sound warriors of the holy level, but there are only a handful of sound warriors who can kill the holy level with one song. Music that can kill the holy level with one song is extremely outstanding in the entire history of music.
Rare, each one is a legend.
The identity of the Magic Flute Soul General makes him even more legendary. His past events are constantly being uncovered.
People suddenly realized that Liao Liao's words related to the magic flute in the history books, and careful consideration gave people a faint taste of the magnificence of his life.
Of course, this had nothing to do with the Magic Flute. What bothered him was that every day, a group of beautiful women gathered at the entrance of the base, shouting into the base.
"Master Magic Flute! I want to marry you!"
"Master Magic Flute! Please accept me as your disciple!"
…
Magic Flute sat quietly with a calm expression on his face. Tang Chou walked past him, and a woman happened to shout outside: "My lord, my lord! I love you!"
Tang Chou stopped, glanced outside the door, looked away, and said to himself: "What a pity, people and ghosts have different paths!"
Magic Flute's cheek twitched.
Tang Chou Shiran walked away. Looking at Tang Chou's back, the magic flute almost hit the guy on the back of the head with the copper flute in his hand.
The young master is famous!
But at this time, everyone in the base was focused on the battlefield in Ursa Major.
He Yuming felt that he was going crazy. Why himself? Why are you staring at me? It's not me who plays the piano. Don't you like playing the piano?
The sword vortex storm behind him made a terrifying howling sound that made his scalp numb. Wherever it passed, sand and rocks flew, and everything was crushed to pieces.
He Yuming saw with his own eyes that a small mountain peak over a hundred feet high was smashed into pieces with a bang. Stones flew from behind him like a rainstorm, causing pain on his back. The speed of the sword vortex storm did not slow down at all.
…
Are there such embarrassing saints? After all, I am also a saint. He Yuming was full of hatred for himself at this time. Why did he practice swordsmanship? Why was he not a saint in Qinggong?
Who can help me……
Suddenly, He Yuming's mind moved. There were many people in front of him. His eyes lit up and a look of ecstasy appeared on his face!
God, have you finally opened your eyes! God, have you finally been able to stand it!
He Yuming ran towards the direction of the crowd as if he had been given a shot of blood.
The White Whale Corps is advancing rapidly. On both sides of it, the Black Whale Corps and the Blue Whale Corps are protecting their flanks. Fu Yan is at the front of the team. He is extremely confident in his own skills. Even if he is a saint, he will not be able to do it at all.
fear.
The large diamond wall activated by the entire corps firmly protects the entire corps from being invaded by toxins.
"Order the three armies to prepare to speed up!" Fu Yan said in a deep voice: "We need to speed up and get to Xiongdan as soon as possible. Only by occupying Xiongdan and eliminating Tang Tian can we truly win!"
Thinking of the quagmire of war in the past few weeks, he was still a little frightened. He absolutely did not want to encounter such a battle again. Even thinking about it now, he felt aggrieved.
The bottom line is that they are running out of time. The longer they wait, the smaller their advantage will be.
However, Fu Yan did not relax his vigilance. The three armies were always on guard as they advanced. The elusive Jackal Corps and the Plateau Corps seemed to disappear into the air. Not only did this not make Fu Yan and the others feel relaxed, but on the contrary
Their pressure continues to double, and their physical exertion increases unknowingly.
Suddenly, Fu Yan shouted: "Stop!"
The three armies suddenly stopped, showing signs of alertness.
Fu Yan's expression was solemn. He seemed to hear some strange noise. Was it the sound of cavalry running? No, it doesn't look like it!
