At this moment.
Seeing Nan Tian Yijian, preparing to fight with one hand, and playing the piano with one hand, people including Fangyuan and Su Deng all stretched out their ears and wanted to listen carefully.
However, when the first sound of the piano sounded, these people knew something was wrong.
Although the sound of Nan Tian Yijian playing the piano has been distorted and weakened a lot since it came out from the mirror, it cannot be resisted. The sound of Nan Tian Yijian playing the piano is really unpleasant.
now.
These people's bodies were trembling, and they were all mobilizing their spiritual energy and making secrets to seal off their sense of hearing.
Even the condensed mirror image in the surrounding area was distorted and collapsed.
"Oh, it sounds as ugly as ever, let's do it..., the Royal Envoy of Tiandao Jue: Suppressing Demons!"
The thunder giant groaned softly.
Waves of thunder and lightning aura began to emerge behind the thunder giant.
The next second!
Junnan Mountain, the summoned heavenly calamity cloud, after it was shattered, the fragments have not yet come and dispersed.
At this moment, under Master Jun's deep roar, everyone seemed to have spiritual power and began to rush directly to Master Jun's head from all directions.
This moment.
The scene in the sky became clear again.
Song Ping and others also turned their attention to the sky again after blocking their ear consciousness.
However, this time, they deliberately avoided the position of Nantian Yijian. After all, the sound of the piano was too torturous.
In the mirror image, the sound coming out can be blocked by blocking the ear consciousness.
However, the monk's spiritual consciousness is directly released outward by the soul thought body. When it spreads outward, there is no concept of isolating the sound.
Once explored with spiritual consciousness.
Pictures and sounds will be transmitted to the mind, which is equivalent to a close distance. Listening to the sound of Nan Tian Yijian's piano, there is no room for independent choice.
Unless, don't approach Nantian Yijian.
soon!
The mirror image is reunited.
However, this time the mirror image is missing the part of Nan Tian Yijian.
At this moment, Lu Chen was fighting two monks from the Southern Sky Territory not far away. Moreover, judging from the current situation, Lu Chen had the upper hand, and it was only a matter of time before he killed the two of them.
Master Jun, there are also two monks at the destination at this moment. However, these two monks seem to know that they are no match for Master Jun.
At this moment, without any regard for the majesty of the strong man, he turned his back to Master Jun and ran away like crazy into the distance.
Lu Chen and Mr. Jun.
At this moment, one person is heading south and the other is heading north. Their destinations are completely contradictory.
As for a location in the west.
Originally, there were nearly a thousand meters of calamity clouds there, but at this moment, those remaining calamity clouds dissipated, and everyone below could not help but exclaim in surprise.
From the beginning, the calamity cloud here was very complete, and it looked like there was no sign that anyone had ever fought here.
Therefore, no one realized that there would be a hidden Okita realm in this area.
At this moment, when the robbery cloud in this area was swept away by Master Jun, the people below saw in the mirror that there were actually three Lu Chen chasing the fleeing monks ahead.
Precisely.
The only ones really taking action were the two Lu Chens.
One is wearing a green shirt, with strange rules running under his feet, and the other is wearing black clothes, with two strange giant beasts following behind him.
"Those three people... are they all Lu Chen?"
Song Ping hummed. At this moment, he was rubbing his eyes, his eyes flickering, constantly jumping around the four Lu Chens.
Four Lu Shen.
Apart from their appearance, their spells, demeanor, and even their status and aura are almost completely different.
He has never seen this situation before! "Three corpses!"
Su Deng looked at the four Lu Chen and hummed in thought: "I once heard the master say that once a monk transforms into an immortal, he is qualified to kill three corpses."
"Self corpse, good corpse, evil corpse!"
Plain lamp, eyes slightly wrinkled.
The next second, his eyes were locked directly on Lu Qing, who was sitting cross-legged on the Qinghuang Sacred Tree.
"Well, Lu Chen sitting cross-legged on the tree should be the self-zombie. He has the strongest aura about Lu Chen. As for the other two Lu Chens, judging from their aura states, they should be the good corpse and the evil corpse."
After Su Deng said this, he turned back and glanced at Lu Chen and Mr. Jun.
"Lu Chen, when I said two per person just now, it should also include these two incarnations. Apart from sitting cross-legged in the tree, it seems that I have never participated in the battle. With Lu Chen, Nan Tian Yi Jian, and Master Jun, these few people can just divide it up. .”
"Master, look..."
Li Fu suddenly spoke, pointing behind him at the central square.
There, one by one, Chongxu disciples suddenly rose into the sky, like golden flying swords, soaring into the sky quickly.
at the same time.
In the sky, the sacred bridge that spans 10,000 meters in the sky suddenly accelerated its rise. Moreover, this sacred bridge continued to twist during its ascent. Finally, it turned into a bright yellow giant figure at an altitude of more than 20,000 meters. .
"Disciple Chongxu..., disciple Chongxu, seems to be forming something..."
"Sword..., the shadow of a sword at that time!"
Among the crowd, there were some monks with excellent eyesight. They looked at the streams of light gathering in the sky, and what looked like a giant sword appeared.
soon!
Accompanied by everyone's exclamations.
The bright yellow giant slowly stretched out his right hand, and held the bright yellow giant sword rushing from below directly in his hand.
Next second 1
The bright yellow giant looked at the giant sword in his right hand and suddenly raised his head. With a sword flower dancing in his right hand, his figure flew upwards. In just two breaths, he had already appeared at an altitude of 30,000 to 40,000 meters.
There was once the place where Nan Tian Yijian played the piano!
"Everyone, block their own ears and consciousness, Fangyuan, unfold the picture of Nan Tian Yijian!"
Su Deng spoke, his eyes fixed on the Willing Giant. At this moment, he suddenly felt a feeling in his heart. What happened next would definitely be unforgettable for him.
Fangyuan turned her head and glanced at the disciples behind her. Then, she turned to look at the sky and simply responded: "Okay!"
The next second!
The mirror image was re-completed by Fangyuan.
At this moment, along with the sound of the piano, the figure of Nan Tian Yijian also appeared in front of everyone.
"Two fellow Taoists, you can't run away!"
Nan Tian Yi Jian stood up slowly and carried the sword and harp behind him. At this moment, the Willing Giant was also holding a giant sword and stood behind Nan Tian Yi Jian with a solemn expression.
"Please, please: picket all the people!"
"The attack method is broken: Nantian Yijian!"
Two soft hums appeared.
The next second, behind Nan Tian Yi Jian, thirty-six flying swords returned, carrying Nan Tian Yi Jian, they rushed directly towards the two fleeing monks.
Nan Tianyijian behind him.
A giant of will, his eyes flashed with golden light.
The next second.
The wishing giant even whispered the order in his mouth, like a god coming down to earth, he put his hands together and waved the giant sword in his hand directly forward.
In an instant.
The bright yellow sword of willpower, like a mountain, struck down on the fleeing monks in the distance.
A roar appears.
The next second, everyone heard two groans in succession from the mirror.
The two monks who were seriously injured in an instant and chased by Nan Tianyi's sword fell directly to the ground like kites with broken strings. Seriously injured!
but.
Although these two monks only had the strength of one dantian, they were still masters of the Okita realm. After a brief fall, the two men readjusted their status and split into two groups to escape into the distance.
During the process, the essence and blood of the two people surged.
It was obvious that these two people had begun to sacrifice blood and life essence in order to escape.
"Oh, this is the moment I've been waiting for!"
In the mirror screen.
Nan Tian struck out with his sword, made a seal with one hand, and shouted out orders one after another.
The next second, the figure of Nan Tian Yijian burst out with bright yellow light, and merged with the thirty-six flying swords around him, transforming into a giant sword three feet in size.
The two monks fled at right angles.
One of them.
Seeing Nan Tian's sword and chasing the other person straight away, joy suddenly appeared in his eyes, but the next second, the joy in his eyes turned into fright.
At this moment, behind this man, the wish-power giant sword that had just been cut off was not directly taken back by the wish-power giant. Instead, it fell into pieces in an instant and transformed into a two-meter flying sword.
but!
Rather than talking about a flying sword, it would be better to say that these are Chongxu disciples who are transforming themselves into swords at this moment.
"no no……"
This monk was extremely frightened at this moment. With roars, the spiritual energy in this monk's body surged, and streams of flames rushed out from the three fields.
In a huge crisis, this person directly chose to burn the source of life.
It's a pity that God doesn't fulfill his wish!
Although this monk's escape speed increased dozens of times after burning his origin.
However, behind him, there were streaks of bright yellow light that passed quickly in irregular trajectories. With every breath, dozens of streaks of light would flash to his next foothold and pass directly through his chest. .
A popping sound appeared...
Although this monk had burned his origin, his fighting aura had reached his second dantian.
On weekdays, fake Okita is nothing at all to Er Dantian, but even if it is nothing, it can't stand up to the large number.
Ants, if there are too many of them, can kill an elephant.
What's more, disciple Chongxu is no longer an ant at this moment, but a lion looking for food.
At this moment.
With Nan Tian's sword, the battlefield here has reached a fever pitch.
Disciples of Chongxu use the bright yellow streamer as their paintbrush, while monks of Okita use the sprayed dark red blood as dye to construct a demonic and beautiful scenery directly in the sky, full of Taoist aura.
Golden glow, blood-stained aftertaste.
If you don't know that this is a battlefield, if you don't know that this is a blood-stained sky, I am afraid that any bard who sees such a scene will not be able to help but stop and praise it.
The crowd watching below.
Although there are different levels of cultivation and different eyesight, at this moment, everyone can see clearly.
Nan Tian's sword has already won the victory.
Although it was impossible to kill these two Okita realms in a short period of time, no matter what, Nantian Yijian had completely gained the upper hand at this moment.
Master Jun is here!
The thunder giant is suspended under the calamity cloud.
Master Jun, on the other hand, stood suspended in the air above the thunder giant, with an arrogant expression, like a high judge.
At this moment.
Master Jun, although he is facing alone, two powerful monks with two dantians.
However, Mr. Jun did not show any panic.
At this moment, Master Jun held a gun with one hand, made secrets with one hand, chanted spells in his mouth, and controlled the calamity cloud to drop thunder and lightning. In terms of momentum, he had completely suppressed the two opponents.
