Under the control of the two desires, although the power gradually stabilized, the madness did not diminish at all. The medicine continued to take effect, and he roared like a furious hungry tiger. Bright black flames gathered in the air, and the heat wave seemed to evaporate all the sand and dust.
Xiao Wanhu barely held himself up and half-knelt on the ground. He looked at the shadow of his body and the huge black fireball, and his heart tightened tightly for Lu Dingmo.
Such an offensive, given Lu Dingmo's current situation, would definitely lead to death.
Xiao Wanhu struggled to free himself and tried to help, but his tendons were injured and he was unable to exert strength for a while. He could only stare, seeing that Lu Dingmo was about to be killed with one move!
In the blink of an eye, the shadow body's strength sank, and the accumulated strength instantly rolled out against the ground, causing the floor to rumble and shake.
The black fire is approaching the ruins, and nothing seems to be changing.
However, at the critical last second, the sky is still unsatisfactory!
Just as the black flames rolled into the ruins, burning the bricks and broken wood into ashes, a cold mirror image flashed out in time to block the fatal move!
The black flames collided with the hard surface of the piano, intersecting with the infuriating energy attached to it like waves. The remaining energy was like arrows flying in all directions, piercing holes and shattering the surroundings, making endless noises.
The cold aftermath of the shock swept away, and Ying Rui's mind became slightly clearer. But he paused, and his eyes returned to a fierce color.
Xiao Wanhu's expression softened slightly when he saw the familiar Qin. But he was still very nervous. It seemed... Lu Dingmo was ready to have the same awareness.
Wherever the two looked, a blue light slowly flashed among the ruins.
"... A pole of smoke and rain crosses the green sail, a hundred years of Confucianism, the loyalty of the world is wide; a thousand-foot clear mirror, the ink jade mountains and rivers are written together, the old words are that things in Jiji should only be viewed by a benevolent king."
Calm verses, calm steps. The moment the figure slowly walked out of the ruins, green rainbow lightning shot up from the ground, and the jade kite circled in the air, and suddenly flew in front of Lu Dingmo.
It has a brilliant brilliance, the strings are as fine as dragon whiskers, and the body of the instrument is graceful and calm under the flickering light, just like the owner of the instrument.
"Good guy..." Xiao Wanhu finally felt that he had regained some strength. Looking at the reborn Lu Dingmo in front of him, he couldn't help but admire him.
Ying Gu looked at the scene in front of him. His gradually clearing consciousness and war-hungry blood continued to twist, making it increasingly difficult for him to control himself.
The effect of the medicine was accelerated, making his sanity at a disadvantage again. Looking at Lu Dingmo standing up again in front of him, he just wanted to tear him apart completely, as if he had found an interesting opponent. The desire to fight made him unable to stop at all, he wanted to release his power!
Thinking like this, the shadow skeleton tiger's body was arched high, the black flames were agitated, and it rushed towards Lu Dingmo with unstoppable momentum.
Facing the irrational figure, Lü Dingmo frowned, jumped up high with his piano, hooked his fingers in the air and plucked the strings, and the sound of clanging and jade splashing suddenly resounded!
The remaining energy, assisted by the sound of the piano, stirred up waves and made waves like the roar of an angry sea.
The power sweeps across, like the ebb and flow of the tide, coming and going incessantly.
The sound of the piano is attached to the ink, as if it has turned into a real form, and the blue light is like ripples washing away, each ripple is full of power, heading towards the shadow body without any reservation.
The sound of the piano simultaneously calmed down Ying Ku's madness, making his attacks less and less sharp. Xiao Wanhu looked at Lu Dingmo Wei standing on the ruined wall with a detached expression, as if he had seen his calm appearance when he played the piano for the first time.
The fireworks on Ying Hu's body died down slightly, but even if his consciousness gradually returned to his head, he still wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to kill Lu Dingmo.
He knew that Lu Dingmo was just hanging on for his last breath. If you give up this opportunity, it will be like letting the tiger go back to the mountain.
"Imperial flames, it's hard to see the light at night!"
The unparalleled black flames condensed again, and the true energy in his body seemed to be endless. The coiled fire snake twisted like black paint and swallowed Lu Dingmo at the height.
Lu Dingmo saw the flames coming, his fingers flew on the strings, and he freed up his other hand to gather the color of the ink.
In an instant, streams of ink wrapped in faint blue emerged and merged into the strings one after another. Shining like stars, Lu Dingmo's weak and stable cheeks were illuminated extremely brightly.
"Xuan Tiangu She·Yang Lu Huang Zhong..." Lu Dingmo's eyes were determined, his fingers tightly clasped the crystal string light, and his proud body was like a craggy mountain, majestic, "Brilliant Mo Dang Qingcheng!!"
The two moves merge together, the piano plays the music of the earth, and the three mountains in the distance harmonize together!
The high-flying ink flow, accompanied by the blue waves and the sound of the piano, struck repeatedly. The eleven-storey tile wall collapsed completely, like a reverse wave passing through scales. The roaring waves were everywhere, and the clear strings were heard in the ears!
Even in the night market, everyone heard the sound of sonorous music resounding in Lanyun Pavilion and saw the bright light blooming at the top. Sand and stone poured out like rain, and the Lanyun Pavilion, which had endured a fierce battle between the three of them for a long time, was finally on the verge of collapse.
At the core of the battlefield, Huang Zhong's righteous voice breaks through the evil flames, and Ruhui's righteous voice fills the gloomy atmosphere. The three of them also rolled down in the scattered sand and stones, and the tenth floor was unbearable, and finally they piled up into a mess on the next floor.
Shadow Corpse was the first to bear the brunt. At the same time that the sound of the piano entered his brain, his body was washed away by the ink flow and the waves of the piano, completely extinguishing the power of his medicine.
At this moment, he fell into the bricks and tiles, used his remaining strength to break the weight on his body, and jumped out.
He felt that his whole body was in severe pain from the inside out. Every muscle and vein seemed to be on fire, and the wounds were still losing blood. Even though the medicine was still taking effect, he could no longer hold on.
