Facing Li Yu's stubborn eyes, Chu Wanqing sighed coldly: "I was arrogant before death, but in the end I will die, what will it do to help?"
I saw her slender hand waving lightly, a glimpse of the charming purple on her fingernails, an unstoppable force suddenly burst from the peach blossom fan, and threw the peach blossom fan to the cave wall, and the wall soil rustled down with a muffled sound. Continuously.
Li Yu lost his last support and was affected by his energy. He was helpless. His knees softened and he knelt on the ground, ready to display his weakness and insignificance in front of the Demonic Sound Sect Master.
No!
cannot!
I can not!
I, Li Yu, can’t!
That cry in the bones, or thousands of screams, screams the blood that shakes the world, and shouts the majesty that transcends mountains and seas.
It's a demon, it's a human, it's Li Yu.
It doesn't help matters, but it also makes me feel clear.
A strong heart will never turn back, and the magic of mental thinking can be endlessly changed. For a moment, heaven and man gather together, evolving into a supremely poetic form.
"Jingwei holds a tiny piece of wood and will fill the sea. Xingtian dances with relatives, and the strong will is always there."
Tao Pengze's "Reading the Classic of Mountains and Seas" is as if written by Li Yu himself and recited by himself.
I pay attention to the Six Classics, and the Six Classics pay attention to me!
The red light of the peach blossom fan flashed and suddenly flew in front of Li Yu. Not only did it hold Li Yu's body firmly, but it also bloomed hundreds of scorching peach blossoms, and its true energy flew straight towards Chu Wanqing.
Chu Wanqing sneered, took two steps back quickly, held the amethyst flute in front of her and turned it around. A burst of colorless energy filled the sky with peach blossoms. When the energy was released, it directly hit the soldiers' fronts and eliminated Li Yu's unparalleled counterattack. Intangible.
Li Yu had already anticipated this result, and was not discouraged. He continued to use Shen Si Jue, and used another move of "Fearing Death for Love of Famous Flowers". The peach blossoms scattered and reunited, full of joy, and did not show any signs of decline in the true energy.
Chu Wanqing casually popped out a wisp of true energy, which was condensed like a long thread and was as thin as silk. It not only blocked Li Yu's attack, but also tightly wrapped the peach blossom fan. Her vast true power burst out, trying to grind the peach blossom fan into dust.
Who would have expected that this peach blossom fan was the possession of the founder of the Shuying Pavilion. It was made of special material and could not be damaged easily. He was also a psychic medium, and felt Li Yu's firm thoughts. Amidst the roar of the mountains and the tsunami, the peach blossom fan was not only safe and sound, but also made the red light shine brighter, dazzling and touching.
Chu Wanqing couldn't help but sigh: "It's so wonderful to think. I've already made three moves, but you haven't knelt down yet. It's really a hard nut to crack."
Sighing, she took two steps forward without leaving a trace, and stood at her original position, her eyes radiating coldness and coldness: "If I couldn't see you kneeling in front of me, I would be so ashamed that I wouldn't even be interested in killing you. You have tried After you have passed the 'Spring Shirt Drunk', let me give you a taste of the 'Entertainment'."
"Oh, no one can be arrogant after the order of grace!" I saw Chu Wanqing put the amethyst flute across her mouth and started to play. The sound was high and the tone was majestic and angry, forming an unheard of mysterious tune.
Although Li Yu is not familiar with music, he also knows some common sense about musical instruments. The sound of the flute is often beautiful with sadness and moves people with tenderness, but now Chu Wanqing's song "En Wei Ling" was played in a high-pitched and urgent tone, which was uncharacteristically uncharacteristic. Li Yu didn't know why, but he also sensed a huge crisis.
He didn't bother to guess, and laughed loudly: "I would like to learn from the sect leader's brilliant move!" The Shen Si Jue moved continuously, starting from "You don't see me, the water of the Yellow River will come up from the sky", and turned into Li Taibai's song "About to Enter the Wine" It was a wonderful offensive, superimposed in a chain, and all the moves were directed at Chu Wanqing.
Chu Wanqing turned a blind eye to Li Yu's attack and just played the flute with all her heart. In the gradually rising sound of the flute, Li Yu's offensive was like a stone sinking into the sea, with no waves at all.
By the time the tune was played before the flute was played, Li Yu had completed nine moves and was about to perform the move "You will have to drink three hundred cups at a time" when he suddenly felt that his soul was stagnant and his mind was wandering, as if he was in boundless darkness.
In this darkness, Li Yu's connection with the energy of heaven and earth seemed to be completely cut off, and Shen Si Jue could no longer respond.
A majestic command suddenly sounded in the dark: "If you can't use it for me, the more heroic you are, the more likely you are to die." The sound was as loud as a bell, and the echoes were buzzing, melting the pressure into every darkness.
Li Yu felt a splitting headache, blurred consciousness, stars in his eyes, his body kept shaking, and he almost fell to the ground.
Perhaps because of the remaining stubbornness in his heart, Li Yu managed to stand up straight after swaying.
The last trace of reason told him that if he wanted to escape from the illusion of flute sounds, he must experience the real existence through extreme pain. Just like the song of drunkenness in spring clothes, he bit the tip of his tongue and once got a glimmer of clarity.
So he bit his tongue hard and hit his body and head with both hands, but it only made the pain more real and his consciousness more blurred.
After admiring Li Yu's ridiculous behavior, he suddenly shouted angrily: "Your leg bone is broken, how can you still stand? Kneel down!"
The sound of the bell immediately became louder, and "dong dong dong dong" just repeated the word "kneel down" thousands of times, one after another getting into Li Yu's mind. In the dark craze that never sees the light of day, ferocious whirlwinds surged from all directions, cutting into pieces like swords, leaving Li Yu's body covered in blood and flesh, and miserable.
Li Yu has always been iron-hearted and courageous, but in this boundless darkness, he seemed to have thrown away his liver and gallbladder. He was unable to bear the pain of Ling Chi and could not resist the power of the order. He had to hold his head in his hands and wail in pain.
And his legs were shaking violently involuntarily, and he might fall to his knees at any time.
The faith that was once unrivaled is like a helpless arm struggling and hesitating on the edge of the cliff. Only a little bit of persistence remains to cling to the dead branches of the old tree, and it is urged step by step by the whistling whirlwind: "The old tree is not strong." , the dead branches will break. How can they survive being overturned?"
When the coercion reaches its extreme and Long En is at its thickest: "Submit immediately, not only can you avoid the tragedy of no body left, but also the old trees can bloom and the dead branches sprout. Compared with the bloody head and the triumph of the spring breeze, which one is more important, Think carefully and don’t make a mistake!”
There was a sarcastic look on Chu Wanqing's lips, she pressed the button quickly, and played the song "Ling of Grace and Power" even more vigorously and solemnly, using the method of controlling people with both grace and power to perform the samadhi with a wonderful sound, blowing the energy The heroes who fight against the bulls are all put into carefully arranged pockets, just like Li Taizong's refreshing mood of "all the heroes in the world are put into my pocket".
Even though Li Yu had immortal aspirations, he was unable to escape from the mysterious realm created by the sound of flute because of his insufficient state of mind, and fell into an abyss of eternal destruction step by step.
In the confusion of his mind, the words grace and power took over his consciousness. He was in a trance, ready to kneel down piously and beg for mercy in fear.
Just when Li Yu was about to be completely lost, a wisp of flute sound rose into the sky from the dark abyss, like a little lotus growing in the dark and emerging, like an unruly young horse breaking through obstacles, like a fish fry with high aspirations. Cross the dragon gate.
On the Danshan Road with thousands of tung flowers, the young phoenix is clearer than the old phoenix!
The melodious and melodious sound of the flute overshadowed the harsh sound of the flute, tearing open the boundless darkness and revealing a little light.
For the first time, Chu Wanqing's expression changed drastically, her eyes were filled with surprise, and even the amethyst flute in her hand seemed unfamiliar.
At that moment, her eyes were filled with various emotions including surprise, suspicion, shock, ridicule, jealousy, and hatred, and she rushed towards the ugly woman on the left side of the cave without any concealment, the Zhao Yue'er whom she had never seen directly.
Seeing Chu Wanqing's cold eyes, Zhao Yue'er felt as if she had fallen into a bottomless ice cave. The bamboo leaf beside her mouth became extremely cold, and there was no warmth in her whole body.
But when she caught a glimpse of Li Yu, who was half asleep and half-awake with confused eyes, Zhao Yue'er seemed to have gained supreme courage. She met the cold bamboo leaves with her cold lips, and played a heart-melting song without hesitation.
