After hearing the piano sound of the eldest sister, Wu Huang knew that the outside world had ended. Otherwise, the eldest sister would not have passed through the beast tide and used the piano sound to awaken him. This was their previous agreement. However, at this time, although he could hear her piano sound, he could not respond to her.

The Zheng Xiao Giant and the Evil Giant are still fighting each other, but the Zheng Xiao Giant no longer has the ability to fight back. Coupled with the confidence brought by the sound of the senior sister's piano and the unspoken love, his fighting spirit rose up, and he got up again, and pounced on the Evil Giant.

The boring battle continued, and no one knew when it would last. Wu Huang didn't know, Mo Qianqian didn't know, and people from the outside could not know even more. What they could see with their naked eyes was that the flaming mountain in the iceberg was gradually shrinking.

Outsiders didn't know what was going on, but Mo Qianqian knew that Wu Huang was sacrificing and purifying the essence of the monster beast, removing some useless waste blood, leaving behind the most essence. Although Mo Qianqian didn't know how much the purple fire blood python would be purified in the end, she was looking forward to it.

She knew that the method of condensing bloodlines that Wu Huang taught her was very effective, and even allowed her to control the divine power of the flames and the fire phoenix without turning into a fire phoenix. There was also a huge blood group in her space ring. Although it was the difference between Mili and Haoyue compared to the blood group in front of her, she knew that if she refined the blood group, at least a few more blood lines could be added.

Time passed day by day, and three more days passed in a blink of an eye, and Wu Huang still maintained that posture.

During these three days, many people came and left in Zhenyuan City. The people came were some strong mercenaries and teams of caravans, and some ordinary people with little strength. These mercenaries protected the caravans to come to Zhenyuan City for the corpses of these monsters that were killed outside Zhenyuan City.

Every time the beast tide in Zhenyuan City ends, it is time for these merchants to make a fortune.

But this time, what surprised them was that when they came, they saw the huge iceberg, the tents around the iceberg, the Flame Mountain inside the iceberg, the piano playing man at the foot of the Flame Mountain and the weirdo who opened his arms as if we were welcoming something.

"What's going on?" When people entering from the North City Gate or the West City Gate see these scenes, they will ask.

"Those people are students from the Holy Academy, and they are also involved in the resistance to the beast tide. Of course, you can also trade with them, although they may not sell the magic crystal cores they have in their hands."

"What's wrong with that iceberg? Why does it appear here in an iceberg? And inside the iceberg, how can the Flame Mountain appear?"

"That Flame Mountain is actually a giant blood python, formed by the blood of countless monsters... If you look back and enter the city, you will know what's going on. As for the person standing on the blood python, the Jiu Shao Pavilion, the closed disciple of the Lord of the Holy Academy of the Bauhinia Empire, and the woman playing the piano below is the Xiao Qin Saint, one of the three little saints in the world... It's just that the Jiu Shao Pavilion was bewitched by the evil god, and now he has lost his mind and fallen into a fainting..."

"Oh! There are such strange things. Tell us about it. We just came and didn't know that such a thing happened here."

Someone said in confusion: "How is this possible? If the evil god really controls the mind, how can I not go crazy?"

"It's unknown, because he has indeed gone crazy before. In this beast tide, at least two-thirds of the monsters died at his hands. The mountain of flames under his feet proved that it was actually a bloody mountain composed of inseparable blood..."

"Hiss..." The people gasped and said, "It's so amazing, it seems that we have to go over and worship!"

As these people came, many people followed them to watch next to the iceberg.

Two days later, more and more people were watching. These onlookers brought some congestion to the students of the academy because they were watched like animals, which made them feel a little unhappy. They drove away the onlookers on the grounds of protecting the safety of the place, but the effect was not very ideal, because after seeing that these people could not watch closely, they began to watch from afar and pointed at them, which was really hateful.

"I'm paralyzed, what's the point, what's the point!" Some of the students of the Holy Academy couldn't help but mutter in a low voice.

Some people felt something was wrong. When they sat next to Duoling, they frowned and said to Duoling: "Why do I feel something was wrong?"

"What's wrong?" Duoling asked inexplicably.

The young man shook his head and said, "I can't say it either. I always feel that something might happen!"

Duo Ling's beautiful eyebrows also frowned slightly. After five days and five nights, Wu Huang was still in charge of that position, and Mo Qianqian, the eldest young master, was still stroking her strings... But Wu Huang still did not change at all, which really made them a little anxious.

"I think there should be nothing wrong!" Duoling didn't believe that someone would come to snipe Wu Huang. After all, Wu Huang was protected by the Young Master Pavilion, and was also sealed by these seals. It was not easy to kill him easily. Moreover, behind them, there was a Holy Academy as the backer.

"I hope there is something wrong with my feeling!" The young man shrugged his shoulders with a wry smile. But he was secretly alert because his feelings had never been wrong. As long as he felt something was going to happen, something bad would happen.

But at this time, he did not dare to say it out, so that the enemy would not appear, and would make his own people cry and scare him.

However, this young man named Ding Shu didn't know that he had no mistake in his feelings, because he was silently looking at the runes on the iceberg at this time. If these runes were not through special means, ordinary people would not understand them, and they were connected in a series. Those who did not understand would feel dizzy at a glance. Of course, if they were to those who could understand, they could see the key points and weaknesses at a glance.

Of course, it is actually not difficult to crack such a seal, but it is extremely difficult to crack such a sealed rune without attracting others' attention. This is also the reason why Mo Qianqian knew that the runes on the iceberg would probably make some people with bad intentions take risks, but he did not care too much about it.

As long as the enemy dares to touch this rune, the saints in Zhenyuan City can definitely sense it as soon as possible. As long as they are willing to come over, it is absolutely possible to save them. However, Mo Qianqian dares not easily hand over his life to the hands of these people. Most of them are eager for them to die! The people in the Xiji Temple, the people in the Tianscourt Hall, and even the Ximen Shuihan, who represents the benefit of the Bauhinia Empire.

Therefore, she would make the students of the Holy Academy cheer up and carefully guard the seal.

As the night came, Chuyang rose again, and the night passed, and many people breathed a sigh of relief, especially Duoling. After hearing the bad feeling of Ding Shu, she didn't sleep well all night. After nothing happened, she breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that it must be because of the fact that Ding was too nervous!

During the day, just like the situation a few days ago, there were fewer people coming to watch. Because many caravans were ready to set off.

Time passed in a blink of an eye, and it was the ninth day when Wu Huang maintained that posture with Mo Qianqian and continued to play the piano.

Many people were surprised that Mo Zhenqian was able to keep playing the piano continuously for nine days in a row, and her fingers could withstand the procrastination of the strings.

But no one knew that Mo Qianqian's fingertips were actually covered with a trace of blood. It was very rare for her to maintain this level without transforming into a phoenix. But no matter what, she had to continue to hold on, and nine days had passed, so how could she give up at the last moment!

Another night is coming, Wu Huang is still the same style, with a sexy look. Of course, after watching Feng Zi's sexy look, he will feel disgusting. Mo Qianqian still gently twisted the strings of the piano, but there has never been any sad rhythm in her piano sound. It is all cheerful Yinwu Yesan Kuangniu provides talismans, plus her love for him. The piano sound is used to convey love, and others may not see it, but she believes that Wu Huang can definitely hear it.

In the past few days, many of the urban residents in Zhenyuan City have moved away because everyone knows that this place will face a life-and-death battle. It is a god-like battle!

What is a god war!? Literally, it is a battle between God and God, or between man and God!

There is no doubt that everyone is preparing for the near-term divine war. Is the evil god raging the world or whether people seal the evil god again? It depends on the result of this battle. Of course, many people maintain very strong confidence in this. Because, this time, the Pavilion Master participated.

The strength of the Pavilion Master is so strong that it can no longer be understood by common sense. If such a person participates in the battle, everyone is full of confidence.

That night, countless people suffered from insomnia, especially Ding Shu. He always felt that something was about to happen and he was in a very uneasy mood.

Time passed by bit by bit until dawn, and the earth shook violently, followed by a rumbling sound.

"What's going on? Is it another beast tide??" The students were awakened by the rumbling sound in the middle of the night and couldn't help but jump up.

Roar...roar...roar...roar...

It seemed to be responding to the student's words, and in the distance, there were waves of roaring monsters.

However, at this moment, three black shadows rushed from a distance, and the speed was even faster than Qiu Chong when he was chased by Wu Huang! (To be continued! ~!

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