Lin Yun turned around and looked at the magic weapon in his hand, the Seven Treasures Exquisite Pagoda, one of his famous works.
The first level is lock, the second level is defense, and the third level is attack.
This magical weapon can be advanced. In the original book, it is gradually advanced from the third level to the seventh level.
She looked up at the restrictions that were gradually revealed, and it turned out that he had already taken action before she knew it.
Mu Yuan and Su Zichen stood beside her, watching them warily.
Lan Qiuling hugged Pipa and said: "Five versus three, you are no match in a fight. Hand over your identity card to avoid injury. There is still a chance in the next secret realm."
"Even your voice is so nice," Lin Yun said with an intoxicated look on his face: "Sister Fairy, why don't you take your junior sister and leave with you? You are so good-looking that I can't bear to do anything to you."
"I have always loved, loved and pitied beauties."
She plucked the strings with her long white fingers and chuckled: "But my sister's piano won't show mercy to you."
"Don't be merciful!" Lin Yun grabbed the skirt of his chest: "Please use your jade fingers to pluck the strings and let the beautiful fairy sounds turn into fairy ropes to whip me!"
"Pervert!" Lou Xingyue couldn't help but say. She never thought that the word "obscene" would appear on a woman.
Another music cultivator, Lai Shiyun, stood in front of Lan Qiuling, blocking out the hot eyes of one person and one beast: "Are you the thief who stole the bellyband?"
Her words made Su Zichen and Mu Yuan feel nervous. They tried their best to maintain serious expressions and try not to let others notice.
Lin Yun didn't expect that she would say such a thing, so he lowered his voice and said, "Oh, little sister, please don't talk nonsense. Although I am lustful, I don't like this."
There is another beast in this mouth.
"Oh eh~" Steamed Bun imitated her tone, are you talking about me?
It's a pity that they don't understand.
Lin Yun's words made the two elders of Lianhua Sect feel awkward and wanted to find a way to get in.
Xie Mingjun, the leader of Qingyin Sect, raised his eyelids and turned his mature and charming face towards Wang Defa: "Sect Master Wang has accepted an interesting disciple."
Although he is over a hundred years old, he still looks like he is in his thirties.
"Sect Master Xie, please don't look at me like that. I cultivate the ruthless path, but..." He raised his left eyebrow: "If Sect Leader Xie stands closer and looks closer, the ruthless path can also become the path of emotion."
Xie Mingjun seemed to be used to it, so he was not angry and smiled.
On the contrary, the leader of Xuanfeng Sect snorted: "The old man is not serious, and the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked."
Wang Defa said: "Ah, yes, yes, you are the most serious two-hundred-year-old virgin."
"Puch~"
I don’t know who couldn’t help but laugh out loud, like firecrackers going off at the click of a button, the martial arts training ground was filled with bursts of laughter.
Sima Quan didn't know whether he was angry or embarrassed, his whole body was red, his eyes were wide open, and his chest was rising and falling.
Sooner or later he will tear this bitch off!
Wang Defa calmly picked up the tea cup and took a sip of tea.
During their conversation, a fight broke out in the secret realm.
Lin Yun shook his head, the mental attack from the flute stinging his brain with a dull pain, while he had to dodge the attacks from the pipa and guqin.
He was so busy running up and down like a flea that he didn't even have time to use his talisman. He just dodged an attack and the next one followed.
Fortunately, the fourth senior brother neutralized part of the attack, otherwise she would have been cut into 10,086 pieces by the light blade.
Su Zichen's side was also facing many crises. One against two, his advantage in spiritual roots was equalized by Mu Hua, the "dad", who used magic weapons.
Mu Yuan was hit by an attack and took several steps back before regaining his balance.
"Ahem." Blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
His eyes dimmed, and his strength was still not enough. If Lan Qiuling hadn't kept her hand, he wouldn't have been able to hold on for that long with her peak golden elixir strength.
Among the sounds of flute and guqin, Lin Yun's violent voice sounded: "It's so annoying!"
She rolled on the spot to avoid Lai Shiyun's attack.
A punch hit the ground, and a crack was created in the ground.
"Psychic attack, right? You forced me to do this!" She hid and ran towards Mu Yuan.
Mu Yuan was pushed to the edge of restraint by Lan Qiuling's attack and could not retreat. There were several blood marks on his body and there was not much spiritual power left in his body.
Lin Yun came to him and used his spiritual power to form a next layer of protection to resist the incoming attack.
"Fourth Senior Brother, use this!" With a heartbeat, he handed him the magical weapon that appeared in his hand.
"This is the magic weapon I made for you, kill the flute player!"
"This..." He took it. Isn't this a suona used in the mortal world? It seemed to be different from ordinary suonas. The horn mouth was engraved with formations.
"Let's kill those three music cultivators together and help the fifth senior brother." Lin Yun looked to the other side, reflecting in his eyes the scene of Su Zichen's arm being scratched by a sword.
"Okay, but I haven't used Suona before." He said as he took out the whole bottle of spirit-boosting pill and poured it into his mouth.
"Just be Xiao Chui."
Mu Yuan's eyes were fixed, he raised the suona, used his spiritual power and blew it hard, and all the formations on the trumpet lit up.
As soon as the high-pitched music sounded, it felt like being in a battlefield with thousands of horses galloping, and all the attacks in front of you were shattered into pieces.
Lan Qiuling's heart was shaken, her fingers quickly swept across the strings, and she waved out several sound waves to dissolve the blade that was coming like a strong wind.
"What is engraved on the magic weapon? It can actually increase attack speed and strength by 30%!"
"Xingyue and Shiyun go all out and fight quickly!" When she saw Lin Yun taking out another magic weapon, she felt a strong uneasiness in her heart.
They both said in unison: "Yes!"
The familiar sound of the flute sounded, and the doubled mental attack hit him like a huge wave.
But he was only halfway through when he was shouted away by a voice.
"Ah~" Lin Yun opened his voice, stepped on the upside-down golden basin with his right foot, and put the trumpet in front of his mouth with anger, "Oh oh oh~ I saw mountains and rivers... .”
The entire sky reverberated with her endless singing, and the restrictions were shattered. The sword cultivator who was fighting with Su Zichen staggered, and the shadow of his sword was thrown onto his teammates.
Fortunately, Mu Hua reacted quickly, and Qibao Linglong Pagoda used its shield to block the blow.
The three music cultivators were not so lucky. They held their heads and looked in pain.
Two nosebleeds flowed from Lou Xingyue's nose, and she was horrified. Such a strong mental attack made her head hurt as if it was going to explode!
Lan Qiuling endured the pain and played the strings, but the music that popped up was like a deflated balloon, carried away by Lin Yun's howling singing, and could not be in tune no matter how hard she corrected it.
I played a few notes on the guqin and stopped when I felt something was wrong. I could not play a complete sentence over and over again.
Not only them, but also Mu Yuan was completely unable to find the tune, so he could only put down the suona and plug his ears.
He sighed inwardly, how he managed to make every sound fall in an unexpected position, giving him a sense of a picture that sounds like it's going east and west.
Steamed Bun had already covered her ears the moment she took out the trumpet. She had already seen her "immortal sound" in Luotian Forest.
Lin Yun didn't care about them, as if he had returned to the KTV Maiba moment, he took a deep breath,
"Yeah, Lasso, that's Qing~Zang~Gao~ahhhhhhhhhhh..." The upper body suddenly leaned back: "Original~"
The last sound resembles the feeling of pleasure when a mouthful of ten thousand years old phlegm is finally spit out.
This sound not only penetrated the protective shield released by the Muhua magic weapon, but also penetrated the hearts of nearby monks.
Lin Yun played amplified notes on the speaker, and her disciples within a ten-mile radius could clearly hear her singing.
"What kind of monster is roaring? It's so terrifying. Get back!" The disciples who were wandering nearby hurriedly evacuated.
Somewhere in the secret realm, Ye Ling, Pei Zhi and Chen Qianchao stopped simultaneously and looked at each other with a strange look in their eyes.
This sound sounds a bit...
