"What the hell is this?"

Yang Xuan suppressed Mo Yin with his soul, and looked at the strange baby floating above Wudao's head with a serious expression.

"Yang Xuan, if you can force me to use the Holy Infant, you can rest in peace."

"I'm curious about the origin of the Holy Infant?"

"This is a ginseng fruit, which belongs to the ancestor of the Styx. It has been soaked and the sea of ​​blood for countless years and was obtained by the owner."

"After falling to the lower realm, before the master fell asleep, he sacrificed his devil's pen to inject a force into it, leaving it to save my life."

"But unfortunately, no one has forced me to use this killer weapon for so many years."

"I regret not killing you in the endless burial, but after today, the regret will be all over."

"The Sea of ​​Blood is the most filthy place in the prehistoric continent. This holy baby has soaked in countless years and absorbed endless evil thoughts."

"How long can you last?"

"In a quarter of an hour, your soul will fall under the sound of the demon, your heart of Tao will be destroyed, and you will be devastated."

"At that time, I will watch you slaughter the heavenly court with your own hands."

"You also want to watch your empress enjoy her happiness under my crotch."

"Ha ha……"

Wudao laughed wildly.

"You're looking for death!"

Hearing Wudao's last words, Yang Xuan's eyes surged with murderous intent, and the empress had become his reverse scale!

If a dragon has reverse scales, it will perish if it touches it.

He dared to insult the Empress in this way, even if this strange baby is here today, he vowed to kill Wudao.

"What can I do to me just magic sound?"

Yang Xuan said with a domineering voice and sat cross-legged in the void.

His soul is so powerful that this demon sound cannot do anything to him, but the Nine Dragon Dragon Soul cannot withstand it.

Once Jiulong falls under the demon sound, he will be disengaged from his unity. At that time, he will lose the power to kill Wudao.

"Tianjueqin, come out for me."

"Ming Shang Jiao Zheng Yu. Fuxi's Divine Heavenly Roar."

Yang Xuan played the immortal sound again. In an instant, a pleasant sound of the piano suddenly appeared, and the sound waves spread, and the Bagua appeared to resist the crying of the demon baby.

The demon baby cried, and circles of red blood-like sound waves spread out, and the Bagua that evolved from the immortal sound played by Yang Xuan continued to impact.

The Bagua flows, and Tai Chi follows closely, like a breeze blowing on the hills, soft and hard, perfectly swinging the magic sound away and unable to get close to him.

"How is that possible?"

Seeing that Yang Xuan was able to defend against the impact of the demon sound, Wudao's face darkened and he could no longer laugh.

"The flesh, flesh, rivers, mountains, plants and trees are all fishy. They urge the body to destroy the spirit. One curse will kill thousands of people."

Taking advantage of Yang Xuan's resistance to Mo Yin, Wudao directly attacked him with his own hands.

The depressedness of dozens of drops of ink that killed the world represents his anger and fear towards Yang Xuan.

Fortunately, during this period, he used the blood of the saint to refine a large amount of ink to kill the world.

Dozens of drops of ink that kills the world emerged, and the entire secret realm was immediately turned into ink stains. The light did not exist, and the ink waves were surging.

Wudao holds a pen of the devil ink and dips it ink and carries the spell seal.

In an instant, the curse seal was formed, and the fishy wind whistled, breaking through the air and hitting Yang Xuan.

The curse seal was not big, but Yang Xuan felt that it was a sea of ​​corpses and blood coming to his face. If he was hit, he would definitely be seriously injured. Moreover, this move was weird, so it would be very difficult to heal.

Immediately, he used both his heart and his work.

"Break it for me."

With a thought, the ten-zhang golden body rebooted, recalling the ancient Supreme Sword, and the ten-zhang golden body held the Supreme Sword and slashed towards the Blood Curse.

However, he failed to break the blood curse, and was even forced to retreat step by step by step by step by step by step by step by blood curse.

"Five Lotus Holy Seal!"

The thought moved again, and the ancient power surged into the ten-foot golden body. In an instant, the golden light shone, and five brilliant golden lotus appeared, forming the Five Lotus Formation Blood Pressure Spell.

The Buddha's light overcomes evil, and the power of the blood mantra was immediately suppressed, and the ten-foot golden body barely blocked the blood mantra.

But this is not a solution. Wudao is ready to attack again.

Moreover, half of a quarter of an hour has passed, and the magic sound must be broken quickly.

Just as he was about to activate the power of the innate holy body, a sound suddenly came from the sky.

"I didn't expect that Shaozun is also a person in the piano."

"It is hard to find a soulmate, who can I listen to a song of a string?"

"I will be lucky to meet the young master in my three lives."

"Today, the scholar will play a song with Shaozun."

Yang Xuan looked up and found that it was the scholar Tiansan who was back.

This guy should be Bu Suan Tianji who got the situation was not good and came back to help him.

I saw the Tianji pen hanging above the head of the scholar Tiansuan, and the mysterious runes flowed, leaving the Tiansuan scholar Tiansuan without being affected by the demon sound at all.

Sitting cross-legged in the sky, a piano appeared on the knee of the scholar Tiansuan, and the fairy light was filled with mist, all of which were the most precious treasures after the age of heaven.

This guy is also a nouveau riche, with all kinds of treasures emerging one after another.

But thinking about it, Tianji Pavilion has countless treasures. The master of Tiansuanshuo Scholar was the last master of Tianji Pavilion. He must have given Tiansuanshuo Scholar many treasures!

"My piano is called the immortal relic."

"Today I will use a song of Qingjue Five Tents to accompany Shaozun."

As he finished speaking, the elegant and transcendent piano sounded, sometimes as transcendent as mountains and flowing water, sometimes as deep as empty and bright as valley.

The cold wind blew by, and the green clothes were swaying. He looked like a handsome young man with a fairy-like appearance, full of knowledge and gentleness as jade, just like his scholar's name.

The Tao is at the fingertips, and the piano is the world.

The scholar's piano sound is elegant and vast, pure and transcendent, and contains the true meaning of Tao. When he hears it, his mind is calm, which just restrains the demon sound.

It complements his powerful and honest Fuxi divine sound.

When the seven strings are gone, where can I find a soulmate?

The two made friends with Qin, and the vast sound blessed Haozheng's sound, which immediately suppressed the evil demon's sound.

Yang Xuan smiled and said, "This guy can always help at critical moments."

"court death!"

Wudao saw that the demon voice was suppressed, Zhidao and Zixia showed signs of awakening, and the anger between the eyebrows broke out.

"Since you like to meddle in other people's business, then go and die!"

A ferocious word, a blood curse hit the scholar of the Heavenly Consort.

"You have no chance."

Yang Xuan smiled contemptuously, asking scholar Tiansuan to temporarily resist the demon sound, and he kept firing his ten fingers, and the sound waves evolved into the gossip and attacked the blood curse.

In an instant, the blood curse shattered.

Then, Yang Xuan pointed his target at the blood curse that was stalemate with the ten-foot golden body.

Several sound waves and Eight Trigrams were produced, and the blood curse was broken in response to the sound.

The scholar Tiansuan was obviously unable to suppress the demon sound alone. Yang Xuan hurriedly pointed his target at the demon sound again and came to the scholar Tiansuan at the same time.

"Help me get five breaths."

"Okay!" The scholar Tiansuan nodded, the strings were plucking faster and faster, and the mysterious runes derived from the Tianji Pen merged into the sound wave and spread out.

The scholar Tiansuan temporarily suppressed the magic voice with his own strength.

However, this method consumed a lot of money on the scholar Tiansuan, and the scholar Tiansuan's face turned pale at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"The two qualities are born, the universe moves, and the four symbols subdue the demons."

Yang Xuan seized the time to use his ultimate move. He had lost thirty-six Hunyuan Treasures before, but his magic weapons were many.

When I raised my hand and grabbed it, the four-size beads that were not as weak as the Thirty-Six Hunyuan Pearls appeared.

The four beads float in the sky, and the treasure is shining.
Chapter completed!