Luo Yunxi stood behind countless evil ghosts and said softly: "Brother Sanqi, why don't you take action? If you don't take action, these evil ghosts will break out of the world."
The sound of Ye Sanqi's flute finally sounded. I didn't know what music Ye Sanqi was playing, but I could feel the unbridled murderous aura brought about by the sound of the flute, like an iron horse.
Where the flute was wafting, the evil ghost that was about to break free from the Yin-Yang barrier suddenly exploded into a rain of blood that filled the sky and fell to the ground. In just a moment, the clear water everywhere was dyed scarlet, and billowing waves of blood rolled around me and Ye Sanqi. It was like we were in a sea of blood, facing an endless hell across the water.
Luo Yunxi's voice also came faintly in the blood: "Brother Sanqi, this blood sea ghost realm is the killing move prepared by the young master for the descendants of Qimen. The more ghosts you kill, the stronger the blood on the ground will be. When you kill a certain number of evil ghosts, the entire Luoye Village will turn into a sea of blood, and all living creatures within a radius of three hundred miles will become the blood food of ghosts and gods. Those ghosts who are involved in the sea of blood, regardless of whether they were alive or not Whether they are good or evil, they will become fierce ghosts in the sea of blood that only know how to prey on strangers, and the sea of blood will continue to expand outwards."
"Young master, let me ask you something: Don't the disciples of the Qi Sect claim to be a decent sect? When you knew that the sea of blood would come to the world, did you choose to die in the sea of blood in exchange for peace, or were you prepared to fight against the sea of blood? In the end, are you willing to break the Yin-Yang barrier?"
I don't know if Luo Yunxi's words scared Ye Sanqi. Anyway, she scared me so much that my hands and feet went cold.
I'm not afraid of death, I'm afraid that Ye Sanqi will really choose to commit suicide to stop the spread of the sea of blood.
I heard Ye Sanqi say that once the target attacked by the Wearing Victory Technique dies, the secret technique will automatically stop. This is because the vast majority of victory-weary masters cast spells in a targeted manner when they cast their secret skills. Even if it is a blood curse, it will not cause endless poisonous results.
That young master took advantage of this and deliberately unleashed a secret technique capable of annihilating a clan and a city, thereby morally oppressing the Qi Sect disciples.
Ye Sanqi, don't really think about it and commit suicide here!
Just when I was about to greet Ye Sanqi, I saw hundreds of smooth balls floating in the blood. When I took a closer look, I couldn't help but take a breath. Those balls, Isn't it just the Tianling Gai with no hair?
The sea of blood is really about to take shape!
The next moment, a group of ghosts broke out of the water around me, surrounded me in the middle, stretched out their ghost claws, and approached the opening of the Tiangtian Umbrella with their bare fingers, and they appeared out of thin air from the umbrella ribs. The runes were blocked a foot away.
Although it was difficult for the ghost hands outside to get in, I also felt that the Hidden Sky Umbrella was beginning to be unable to withstand the pressure of the ghosts, and was shrinking and deforming inward. If the evil ghost outside the umbrella was not killed, sooner or later the Hidden Sky Umbrella would be unable to withstand the power of the ghosts. Crushed to pieces.
I held the umbrella handle with one hand and reached for the double-pointed knife on my body with one hand.
Before I could draw my sword, I heard Luo Yunxi say: "Brother Sanqi, your apprentice is about to be unable to hold on any longer. Why don't you stop? The sword in his hand cannot deal with the fierce ghosts in the sea of blood. ! As long as he dares to take action, not to mention that he can't kill the ghost, he might even have to be dragged out from under the Hidden Sky Umbrella by the ghost. You don't want to watch your apprentice die, do you?"
In shock, I quietly released the handle of the knife, dropped my hand to my side and used the forbidden technique.
Luo Yunxi seemed to have predicted my reaction, and immediately said to me: "Ye Jinglong, you must not think of using the forbidden technique. You have already used the forbidden technique once. Within twenty-four hours, you If you want to use the forbidden technique again, someone will have to lend you your life."
"I don't think you would use your master's lifespan to use forbidden magic to save your master, right?"
I was in a dilemma when the sound of Ye Sanqi's flute suddenly rose in pitch. The sharp and piercing sound of the flute, which had no melody, was like an arrow shooting straight into the sky. The ghosts floating in the sea of blood exploded at the same time, and the blood rolled on the ground. The waves surged three feet and covered my waist in an instant. I could clearly feel the ghosts hiding under the bloody water swarming towards me like a school of fish.
When I was at a loss, Ye Sanqi's white jade flute suddenly burst out with a dragon's roar of a long sword being unsheathed. When I turned around to look, the cold light formed by the sword in the flute had already flashed in the air. At the same time, another A Ye Sanqi stepped on the blood waves, held a sword in his hand, and fired in the direction of Luo Yunxi.
Really out of body?
I clearly saw that Ye Sanqi holding the sword was just a spirit body. If this is not a real out-of-body experience, what is it?
However, shouldn't the body without the soul be as motionless as a clay sculpture, or simply unconscious? Why is Ye Sanqi still playing the flute in his physical body?
I'm sure I saw it right. Of the two Ye Sanqi in the field, one was playing the white jade flute to suppress the evil ghosts in the sea of blood, while the other was walking with a sword and killing enemies from a distance.
In the blink of an eye, Ye Sanqi's sword in the flute penetrated Luo Yunxi's chest.
Luo Yunxi, who was pierced by the sharp blade, raised his hand with difficulty to touch the cheek of Ye Sanqi who was holding the sword: "Brother Sanqi, is this you who was hidden? You let him out specifically to send him away. Shall I leave?"
"This you is a warm you. Thank you for coming to see me off!"
"Ahem..." Luo Yunxi said with blood gushing from his mouth: "Brother Sanqi, you have to be careful of the Four Young Masters. They regard all disciples who are looking for the fragments of Qi Sect as targets for killing. They ...The person they most want to kill is the fourth young master of Qimen. They agreed to drink the blood of the devil together from a wine cup made of the fourth young master’s head. You and the Ninth Prince are one of the four young masters, you must be careful..."
"Also...and your apprentice...his background is really not comparable to that of ordinary disciples of Weisheng. The surnamed Chang said...your apprentice's background is comparable to that of the Fourth Young Master...you want..."
In the end, Luo Yunxi didn't say "what do you want": "Brother Sanqi, if I can meet you again in the next life, I will definitely be your bride. Can you give me a ride?"
Ye Sanqi suddenly withdrew the sword from the flute, and his body flew upside down and merged with his body. He was still playing the jade flute. The sea of blood receded amidst the sound of the flute, and the surroundings around us became floating again. Luo Yunxi's body lay quietly between the flowing water and the maple leaves. The maple leaves, pushed by the sound of the flute, covered Luo Yunxi's face. It looked like someone had put red makeup on her.
I heard the sadness in Ye Sanqi's flute sound, but I didn't know how to comfort him. The Ninth Prince came over from a distance and stood beside me and said: "It turns out that Ye Sanqi is also a passionate person! He hid Although my passion makes him invincible, it also makes him less like a stranger."
Miao Feng also came back at this time: "What a sad song! A song for an old friend. I haven't heard the sound of Ye Sanqi's flute for many years, and I haven't seen that Ye Sanqi for many years. I hope... I heard him play the flute again."
