sing to the boss

Chapter 43 The bloody hell in the dream [33]

Tsing Yi sat up in the air, with a little moonlight and stars between her brows, holding the harp and closing her eyes slightly.

"Field of Sound - Octave of Stars!"

This is the first ability in the domain of sound, purely auxiliary, star speed.

Behind Tsing Yi, the golden light of the harp was shining brightly, illuminating the whole world, Tsing Yi slowly opened his mouth:

"what--"

It was not a harsh sound, but a warm hum. A touch of green suddenly swayed throughout the space, and everything it passed was full of life.

The figure of Zhang Hang flying away quickly fell to the ground because of two somersaults Wenwen, and with the passing of greenery, white mist rose up.

"what----!!!!!"

The old principal and Soul Eater stood still, they felt that their strength had more than doubled?
"Is this the real domain of sound?"

Soul Eater raised his small head and looked at the dark golden harp that occupied most of the space, unable to express his current mood in words.

If this ability is used on a person of absolute height, who else can resist?
"Go ahead..."

The old headmaster looked a lot more serious, looking at the entire space that had become more vibrant because of the octave of stars, his voice was full of chills.

"Ah."

Soul Eater nodded.

The two disappeared at the same time.

"You guys really deserve to die"

The blood from the corner of Zhang Hang's mouth rose into white mist, and the black blood turned red in an instant. His expression was so cold that the air froze. powder.

The power of death dissipated.

The domain of sound, suppressing all debuffing abilities.

And some are enemies.

Only blessings are for one's own people.

How to divide them depends on Tsing Yi.

"Hmph, you are about to die, what else do you have to say?" The old principal was holding a long pole. He could not give the enemy a chance to breathe before swinging the stick down.

Soul Eater at the other end, a cold light flashed between the green onion and jade fingers, and stabbed directly at Zhang Hang's head.

"Are you being too careless?"

Zhang Hang sneered, a strong black mist suddenly rose from his body, and a three-foot-high black sickle condensed in his hand in an instant.

When he raised his hand, it collided with the old principal's wooden staff, and Soul Eater withdrew his hand, turned back tens of feet, and began to draw the bow towards the air.

As the arc widened, a giant silver bow appeared in his right hand, and a giant golden arrow in his left hand.

"call out!"

As soon as he let go, the long arrow pierced through Zhang Hang in the blink of an eye.

In the space of dreams, she is the world!
"puff!"

Zhang Hang spurted out a mouthful of blood, pushed the scythe, and directly pushed the old principal's wooden staff away, and the aura on his body became more and more tyrannical.

The power of death gathered again.

It has absorbed the power of the two of them and turned it into its own use.

Soul Eater drew his bow again, only indifference in his beautiful eyes.

The old headmaster also sneered as the wooden stick fell to the ground. With a dull sound, countless wooden branches broke out of the ground and shot straight into the sky.

With Tsing Yi's blessing, they would not have any consumption.

Zhang Hang narrowed his eyes slightly, and changed his target to Tsing Yi.

The body is full of the power of death that dissipated during the suppression of the healing power.

As long as he killed Tsing Yi, any ability would be vulnerable in his eyes.

Soul Eater's hand was loosened, and the waist-thick wooden branch of the old headmaster curled up into a huge ball, which slammed down hard towards Zhang Hang's place.

Soul Eater is on the left, and the old principal is on the right.

Zhang Hang's body disappeared the moment the two let go.

"puff!"

"boom!"

Of course, the attacks of Soul Eater and the old principal did not hit Zhang Hang. Instead, after they collided with each other, the ball surrounded by wooden branches was pierced by Soul Eater's golden arrow and exploded in the air.

The huge power made the entire dream space tremble for three points, and several cracks appeared.

With the activation of the soul-devouring ability, healed again.

The entire space, under the bombardment, seemed vulnerable.

On the other hand, Zhang Hang had already appeared behind Tsing Yi, and the sickle in his hand fell as soon as he raised it.

"Tsk."

Soul Devourer was on Tsing Yi's body from the corner of his eye the whole time, and after the long arrow let go, it appeared right behind Tsing Yi, and a golden giant sword blocked his head when he raised his hand.

"sulfuric acid!"

Sparks shot out, like fireworks in full bloom, and Zhang Hang's sickle pressed against the soul-devouring giant sword, making an ear-piercing rubbing sound.

Zhang Hang tried his best, but he didn't make any progress. The tip was only a tiny bit away from Tsing Yi's head.

Soul Devourer chuckled lightly and said, "With me here, do you think it's possible to want to hurt my lord?"

Before the words of Soul Devourer fell, the old principal had already arrived behind Zhang Hang. The wooden stick was like a wooden thorn of the same length, and it stabbed fiercely at the back of Zhang Hang's head.

Zhang Hang didn't care about breastfeeding, and pushed the giant sword away. The intense crisis made him lower his head, but it was still a little late.

The blood splashed with the clear piercing sound, and the black blood atomized and dissipated in mid-air.

"In the past, you used such wheel-to-wheel battles to injure me. Now, are you planning to do it again?"

When Zhang Hang landed, most of his head was cut off, but it didn't affect his state in the slightest, and the sense of oppression that emanated from his whole body became stronger and stronger.

"The previous tricks are still effective against you." The old headmaster said lightly.

The two stood beside Tsing Yi, one on the left and the other on the right.

Qing Yi always closed his eyes, immersed in playing, and had no idea what was happening in the outside world.

"Dare to show up before your injury is healed, you really take yourself seriously." The old headmaster continued.

The meaning of ridicule is not concealed.

"I can't rest assured that he is not dead."

Zhang Hang said with a smile, "The domain of sound appears in the records, but there is no explanation for it. If he stands on your side, I really can only do this. Looking at it now, it seems that it is just so scary at birth. Then in the future Woolen cloth?"

"It's a pity that he is really in your camp, so there's nothing you can do about it."

"Today, either I die or you die."

In the laughter, there is endless death.

"coming."

The old headmaster's expression was completely serious, and Soul Devourer was also dignified. The activation of this ability represented that Zhang Hang's death domain had reached the maximum usable state.

Commonly known as - the field is fully open!

The death domain is born by absorption, which is similar to the Angel of Time.

Soul Eater loosened his hand holding the golden giant sword, and quickly gathered golden arrows in midair.

not only that.

Several long black cones pierced through Zhang Hang's shadow, directly pinning Zhang Hang in the air.

The arrow passed, the blood rose!
"Hehehehehe, it's useless. Your attack will only make me feel pain, and the rest will be useless..."

"Come on, what you owed me back then should be settled today."

"It's a pity that the four unique departments can't come together. What can you do to me?"

"Time element? Space element? Light element? Dark element? Now there is only the dark element, and I suppress it. How can you defeat me?"

Terrible power erupted from Zhang Hang's body after he finished speaking. It caused the dream space to collapse in an instant, and the originally blue sky was instantly stained with blood.

The vegetation on the ground was also shattered at this moment, and the meaning of life swaying from the harp behind Tsing Yi was directly eaten by the power of death, and it dimmed a lot in an instant.

Tsing Yi slowly opened his eyes, and the harp in his hand faded away. He looked up at the sky filled with blood, which gradually overlapped with the scene in his dream.

It's just that these things are missing now.

The scene covered by the mosaic gradually became clear at this moment.

It was also the blood-colored sky, that figure that he wanted to see clearly but couldn't.

Crazy three.

Opposite her is the God of Death who possesses the power of death.

Holding a scythe and wearing a black robe to cover his face.

She was covered in blood, and the Ke Kedi behind her was shattered to the corner directly above. She was laughing, holding a gun in one hand, and holding a harp in the other.

The corner of the harp is tied with a piece.
Cyan.
Hem!

(End of this chapter)