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Chapter 532: Suona

The distance of about ten kilometers is not that far. At his speed, it only takes a few minutes.

But when he rushed towards the so-called valley, he heard fierce fighting sounds in the distance.

"Already started?"

Ding Xiaoyi slowed down his pace and his figure gradually disappeared into the air.

What he is going to face are three disaster spirit level masters, perhaps top masters like Li Chuanhai who have experienced hundreds of battles and have accumulated countless fighting skills.

Once such a person breaks through, his strength will undergo earth-shaking changes.

All that is missing is an understanding of the power of rules.

But this problem, as long as there is enough time and mutual verification, is not a problem at all.

Didn’t you see that Li Chuanhai had a very deep understanding of the power of rules after just playing against him twice?

Don't underestimate these old guys. If you think they are old and can't keep up with the times, you are totally wrong.

Facing this kind of master, he can easily defeat him one on one.

One-on-two will be very difficult.

As for one-on-three... he has never tried it, but he knows after thinking about it that it will definitely not be an easy task.

At least if I don't use any equipment, I don't have enough confidence that I can easily win the siege of the three disaster spirits.

"Bang bang bang~~"

The piercing sound of gunshots was getting closer and closer. When he carefully concealed his breath and walked to the top of the valley, his brows suddenly knitted into the shape of "Chuan".

Down the valley, more than a dozen Explorers were seen surrounding the city and piled together.

This is no different from their classic cars. The dozen or so Explorers in front of them are all the latest models from the Alliance, and are additionally equipped with high-strength protective armor sheets.

There are more than ten siege vehicles, one on top of the other. This is the alliance's standard temporary defensive tactic.

Coupled with the weapons and equipment equipped by the Explorer, it is completely a temporary fortress.

But even so, the status of this team is still not optimistic.

Among the besieging figures, there were many fallen spirit masters and spirit exterminators. There were even a few figures that looked familiar to me. Aren't they the same group of people who participated in the sneak attack on me yesterday?

The most troublesome thing is that these people are standing on the valley and beating down from a high position.

The temporary fortress was ineffective at all. Instead, it became a target that could not move and was riddled with holes.

Not to mention a layman like me who doesn't understand military affairs, even an ordinary person can see that this is simply looking for death.

At this time, Ding Xiaoyi noticed that there was a huge bronze door behind the valley.

The copper door is covered with dark green patina, which looks particularly dazzling in this snow-white valley.

"what is that??"

His eyes were suddenly attracted by this bronze gate. When he was fishing in Huangquan, he would occasionally salvage two pieces of bronze wares. Often, such things full of patina were rare and large items.

Therefore, I pay special attention to this bronze gate.

The carvings on the ancient gate have long been blurred, but the general outline can be vaguely seen, like the figures of two giants, with one left and one right hand raised high, as if supporting something.

Just when he wanted to take a closer look.

Suddenly there was a sharp flute sound, the sound came from nowhere, it was sharp and harsh, like the chirping of birds.

"This voice..."

He pricked up his ears and listened carefully. He felt that the sound produced by this instrument was vaguely familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

There was a commotion in the valley, but strangely, after hearing the sound of the suona, these people gave up the attack and turned around to leave.

Seeing these people about to leave, a low sneer came from the sky: "I want to leave! Are you ready to leave?"

A streak of blood spread out from the sky.

Bloody light rose up like smoke, like wisps of fierce souls, and screamed like ghosts and gods in mid-air.

Suddenly, the sky above turned into a bright red world, so red that it made one's heart palpitate, and so bright that it made one suffocate.

"Finally we took action. It turned out that it was hidden in the sky from the beginning."

Ding Xiaoyi, who was hiding in the dark, looked towards the sky and saw a small group of people standing on a very strange silver lotus in the sky.

The silver light on the lotus flashes, disappearing and appearing. If someone hadn't taken action on it, even I might not have been able to notice it.

Seeing this group of people, a cold and murderous intention filled his heart.

This group of people had been hanging in mid-air watching the show for a long time. They didn't take the lives of the Alliance soldiers below seriously at all. They saw the fish and shrimps were about to scatter before they hurriedly showed up to close the net. Their behavior was despicable and their intentions were despicable.

"If you don't catch a big fish, then you little shrimps can come and beat me as a sacrifice!"

The anemone descended, revealing the figures of several people.

In addition to a relatively young boy, there were three old men and a group of guards in black standing on top.

"Who did I think it was? It turned out to be you three old people. Bah, the sky has no eyes to let you three scum live to this day!"

In the crowd, someone recognized the three of them and stepped forward, pointed at them and cursed angrily.

"Hey, you are..." The three of them didn't seem to expect that someone in this place could recognize them. They took a closer look and saw the angry old man at their feet. After carefully identifying them for a moment, they were surprised: "Oh, this

Isn’t it a coincidence? Isn’t this District Chief Wu who fled out of fear of crime?”

The three old men looked at each other, looked down at him condescendingly, and said with a hint of disdain: "Back then, you killed your companions, fled in fear of crime, and haven't seen each other for more than ten years. District Chief Wu, do you think this is because the Skynet is so sparse?

No leaks, hahahaha.”

The old man known as District Chief Wu was ridiculed by the three old men, and his face turned blue. He had killed his companion during the mission, but that was because the other party had lost control. If he did not kill him, it would only cause greater casualties.

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He originally intended to explain this matter, but what he never expected was that someone took the opportunity to change the autopsy report, and even brought out unnecessary witnesses to prove that he was the murderer.

Only later did he learn that the mission itself was a trap, because he was in District 7 at the time and destroyed several smuggling dens, causing heavy losses to the families involved in the smuggling.

The biggest leader among them was the Houston family. Thanks to their friends, they escaped and have been hiding here ever since.

Today I brought up the old things again, only to find that the three old guys who were so murderous back then have suddenly transformed, and can't help but command the alliance's army, and even become disaster spirits.

This made him lament that the sky has no eyes.

"Li Bing, don't be complacent. People do evil things. You three old guys were severely injured and nearly disabled. So what if you break through the disaster spirit? Can you go one step further?"

Another person stood up. This person was a little younger than the old man named Wu just now, but he also knew a lot of secrets. He pointed at Li Bing, the leader of the three, and shouted sharply.

Sure enough, these words caused the expressions of the three old men, Li Bing, to suddenly darken. It was obvious that they were talking about their sore feet.

Although they obtained the essence of harmless psychic energy under the arrangement of Mr. Tong, they successfully and secretly broke through to the disaster spirit.

But after they broke through, they discovered that the disaster spirit realm was not so beautiful.

Their hidden wounds have not fully recovered, and their blood has long been exhausted.

In other words, they are now more like a car that is about to be scrapped. It was taken back to the repair shop for overhaul and refurbishment. It looks like a new car, but the engine has reached its limit.

If there is no accident, they will only be in the realm of low-level disaster spirits in this life. They can live for more than ten years at most, and they will inevitably die sooner or later.

"Don't talk so much nonsense to them. Even if you die today, you will avenge my wife and children!"

Seeing that they could no longer escape, everyone gritted their teeth and planned to fight the three of them desperately.

Li Bing and the others laughed, and glanced at them with contempt: "A group of criminals, murderers, and fugitives also have wives, children, and descendants? Forget it, I will send you down to reunite with those old and young today."

After saying this, he didn't see any movement, and blood surged around him, like countless ghosts rolling and roaring in the sea of ​​blood.

In an instant, a big blood-red hand was seen gathering above everyone's heads. There was actually a one-eye in the palm of this huge bloody hand.

As soon as the one eye opened, everyone felt the blood flowing backwards all over their body. Some people turned into bloody people in an instant. Blood beads penetrated the skin and overflowed from their eyes, ears, noses, mouths and even the pylorus.

Ding Xiaoyi was no exception. He felt blood surge all over his body and his face suddenly turned red.

"The power of rules!" Faced with such a strange power of rules, his heart moved, and he suddenly activated the decomposition technique. His body suddenly felt light, and he felt that the power affecting his blood disappeared without a trace under the decomposition technique.

It seems that my own power of decomposition is far stronger than the opponent's rules.

Ding Xiaoyi felt relieved immediately, but since he was not affected, others would not be as lucky as him.

"ah!!"

It was not only the group of hermits in the valley who were shrouded in blood, but also the Alliance soldiers below the valley who were not optimistic.

Under the irradiation of blood light, any psychic defense or magnetic blast grenade has no effect at all.

Struggling and screaming, they emerged from the makeshift fortress and rolled on the snow-white ground. Each one looked like a freshly cooked candied haws dipped in white sugar.

The rules are full of ants. Unless it is the power of the rules of the same level, it is impossible to resist the erosion of the blood light with only spiritual power.

"You don't even spare your own people?"

The old man surnamed Wu had bloodshot eyes, and beads of blood seeped out from the roots of his hair, turning his white hair into scarlet. He pointed his finger at the people standing on the lotus and roared loudly.

Li Bing shook his head: "As long as we are worthy of Mr. Tong, as for the means... sacrificing some soldiers occasionally is nothing."

"What a fucking beast!"

When Ding Xiaoyi heard these words, he silently took out his big knife from Meatball's mouth. However, just when he was about to take action, the low and sharp sound of musical instruments came again.

The difference between the sound and the last time is that this time the sound of the instrument sounds very exciting and enthusiastic, and the sense of familiarity becomes even stronger.

What's even more amazing is that under this strange music, everyone found that the uncontrolled blood in their bodies gradually calmed down.

"Wait a minute, could this musical instrument be..." Listening to the familiar music, Ding Xiaoyi's eyes flashed, and he suddenly remembered: "It's the suona!"


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