The sixth blood-colored sedan chair, as Shi Lingzi opened his eyes, paused. The four monks carrying the sedan chair also looked up, staring at Wang Baole with no god's eyes.

Wang Baole didn't move either, his eyes touched Shi Lingzi, and his heart was full of vigilance.

He knew very well that Shi Lingzi's law of listening desire had reached a very amazing level. In the entire Chord Sect, no one was his opponent except Yue Lingzi and the mysterious sect leader.

Even Yue Lingzi is afraid that it is just a match.

If compared with the system of Appetite City, then Shi Lingzi should be at the level of a gluttony master. Although Wang Baole's appetite law is strong, he knows that once he takes action, if he cannot kill the other party in an instant, his identity will be exposed.

Although I have changed my appearance and changed my clothes, being able to enter the dark night of the Law of Listening to Desire will also cause some trouble for myself. After all, this is a fight with the powerful man who listens to Desire, not other ordinary monks.

And the most important thing is that dawn is approaching, and time is coming, it is difficult for Wang Baole to kill the other party instantly.

Therefore, this encounter was not only beyond Wang Baole's expectations, but also made him have no idea of ​​taking action. So at this moment, under Shi Lingzi's oppressive gaze, Wang Baole chose to retreat.

If he can't fight, he still doesn't want to fight with the other party at this time.

But just as Wang Baole retreated, Shi Lingzi, who was on the sixth blood-colored sedan chair, suddenly spoke.

"It's not enough to apply the blood of the sedan chair. Even if you come with the sedan chair, it's better to send some blood, which saves me a lot of effort." Shi Lingzi looked at Wang Baole as if he was looking at a dead person.

For him, the identity of the person in front of him is not important. No matter which sect cultivator is, he meets himself who is maintaining the blood-colored sedan formation, it would be fine if he avoids it from afar. If he follows him, he will have the power to kill and kill regardless of whether he has other purposes or not.

This is the rule set by all the Taoist sects of the three major sects of Tingyu City.

The blood-colored sedan chair, Xizhu, who suppressed it, naturally knew about this. In fact, the six Taoist sects in the three major sects knew about this, and even more knew that this was the matter of listening to the Lord of You personally refining and suppressing the formation, and maintaining the formation, the six Taoist sects of their three major sects took turns.

If you want to suppress Xizhu for a long time, they need to rotate regular inspections and maintenance, apply them with blood to keep these six sedan chairs bright red color at all times.

This time, he was rotated to him and originally sacrificed his own blood, but he was already reluctant to be at the time of breaking through. At this moment, he actually met a person who seemed to have a purpose and had a hidden identity, so he naturally would not let him go easily.

So at the moment when the words were spoken, music came out as he waved his hand. The music was full of killing. The moment it radiated, the darkness around it twisted, and the world seemed to be affected and changed at this moment.

The music of the chord school has lyrics, but at the level of Shi Lingzi, his words are equivalent to lyrics. The echo of its sound is perfectly integrated with the music, and countless echoes formed around it, like accompaniment, forming a storm, and came towards Wang Baole.

Even as it approached, a weapon seemed to be transformed into this storm. The shape of this weapon was like a long sword.

At this moment, the music, like a sword sound, also contained a strong sense of chanting the sword.

"Fanyin, I'll let you see what is the mortalyin!" Wang Baole was angry. While he was making gestures, the notes formed by the superposition of more than three thousand runes in his body... played.

puff!

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Chapter completed!