Too Wild Swallowing Heaven

Facing the flying dragon and python, Liu Wuxie remained indifferent, and aimed at the two of them at the same time with two divine bows.

The blood-drinking knife was raised, dancing very regularly, releasing faint ripples, and there was a resonance in the air.

"Take the heaven and the earth as the music, and the stars as the law."

The face of the old man who bit off his little finger changed in shock, and a look of fear appeared in his pupils.

He turned his soul into a melody and his body into a rhythm, which is the lowest way.

Only now did he know what kind of monster he was facing, a person who could use the laws of heaven and earth to describe the rhythm.

The beating musical symbols floated in the air and penetrated into the depths of the divine bow.

Musical talisman is also a kind of talisman. Unlike other talismans, it does not have a strong offensive, but it can increase the power of the tune.

Utensils have vessel patterns, pills have pill patterns, and the melody is the same, with their own musical symbols.

The dragon python that jumped down couldn't bear the pressure of the divine bow, and a large number of cracks appeared on its body.

Liu Wuxie wanted to make a quick decision, and didn't want to drag them down any longer.

The monks around were completely in a state of sluggishness, they couldn't understand Liu Wuxie's operation.

In the depths of the underground boxing arena, a circular room is built, and the entire underground boxing arena can be clearly seen.

There were a few old men sitting inside, all of them in the original fairyland, and their cultivation bases were extremely terrifying.

The yin and yang elders are just ordinary characters in the underground boxing arena, not high-level.

"This kid is not simple, he can comprehend the heaven and earth music talisman."

An elder immortal said.

"Shall we kill him?"

Once Liu Wuxie successfully broke through the living room, the underground boxing field will suffer heavy losses.

Even if Liu Wuxie died here, the loss of the underground boxing field would not be able to make up for it.

"Don't touch him for the time being. He is the instructor of Qiyan Dojo and Ye Linghan's assistant. If he kills him, Ye Linghan will definitely anger our underground boxing stadium. Although we are not afraid, his father Ye Guhai is someone."

A white-haired old man spoke.

The underground boxing field belongs to the East Emperor Pavilion, so it is reasonable to say that Ye Guhai would not be afraid of it, but there is no need for conflict.

Although Liu Wuxie caused great losses to the underground boxing field, after the ten fights just now, the underground boxing field also made a lot of money.

There are more than 1 monks, and more than [-]% of the monks will win if they buy an underground boxing arena. Who would have thought that this would be the result.

The death of the boxer and the victory of Xianshi are not a disadvantage for the underground boxing arena.

In just a few hours, regarding Liu Wuxie and Ye Linghan's affairs, the investigation of the underground boxing field became clear.

"If the pavilion master pursues it, we can't afford it. When have we ever been provoked in the underground boxing ring?"

In any case, Liu Wuxie's beheading of the boxer will definitely have a certain reputation in the underground boxing arena.

"Don't kill him for the time being, but it doesn't mean that the matter is over. Avoid Ye Guhai as much as possible and get rid of this person."

There was a chill in the eyes of the white-haired old man.

Killing Liu Wuxie in front of everyone, the first is bad reputation, and the second Ye Linghan will interfere.

The best way is to avoid Ye Linghan, and then deal with Liu Wuxie.

The bow is full of strings, like a crescent moon.

"Whoa!"

Two bone arrows burst out, and there was a burst of explosion in the air.

The invisible substance of the bone arrow is transformed by soul power, but it really exists.

Liu Wuxie integrated some methods of the soul forging technique into the bone arrow, which has the ability to penetrate the sea of ​​souls.

One old and one young, their soul power has been consumed seven or eighty-eight, and an unknown song is coming to an end.

When the last tune ended, the bone arrows went along their brows, penetrated into their soul seas and disappeared without a trace.

At this moment, time seemed to have stopped.

Those around the cage held their breath so as not to interrupt the quiet moment.

Liu Wuxie sat powerlessly on the ground, and there was very little immortal energy left in her body.

This last battle is the hardest.

More than 1 yuan of immortal stones were thrown into the God Swallowing Cauldron by him, which turned into endless liquid and poured into the wild world.

In order to avoid danger, Liu Wuxie must keep the immortal energy full at all times.

With the watering of the psychic liquid, the immortal energy in the Taihuang world has recovered about [-]%.

Only then did he stand up, except that his face was a little pale, his body was fine.

"Good song!"

That young man spoke three words with difficulty, his body fell on his back, shriveled a little bit, and turned into a piece of human skin.

"A heartbroken song, where can I find a bosom friend? I never thought that this old man would meet a bosom friend when he was about to die. Although he died without regret, I will give this guqin to my little friend."

There was no trace of fear on the old man's face because of the coming of death, but a trace of relief and relief.

Being able to hear such extraterrestrial sounds and understand a higher realm of Qin Dao at the end of his life has greatly sublimated his soul.

After finishing speaking, he threw the six-string guqin in his hand to Liu Wuxie, hoping that he would not bury the guqin.

Liu Wuxie reached out to take the guqin, the blood on it had long since disappeared, and was completely absorbed by the body of the piano.

"Heavenly Absolute Qin!"

Seeing the three characters engraved on the body of the piano, Liu Wuxie showed a hint of shock on his face.

The old man hadn't died yet, his soul sea was pierced by a bone arrow, and he could live for more than a dozen breaths at most.

Unexpectedly, the long-lost Tianjueqin would fall into the hands of the little real fairyland, which made Liu Wuxie stunned.

Tianjueqin is not some god-defying artifact, but the person who built him back then is the old man Tianjue, who has reached an extremely high level of cultivation and has reached the realm of immortality.

The body of the piano is made of rare long-lived wood. This kind of tree is extremely rare, and you can't find one or two in the entire fairyland.

It is really a luxury to use him to make the body of the piano.

Just relying on the body of the piano, it is worth immeasurable, and it is still from the hands of the immortal.

"You actually know the ancestor!"

This time it was the old man's turn to show a look of astonishment. This Tianjue Qin was indeed refined by his ancestor Tianjue old man.

With the disappearance of the old man Tianjue, this piano has been passed down from generation to generation.

It's a pity that one generation is not as good as the previous generation, and Tianjueqin has not been restored to glory.

When mentioning the ancestors, the old man showed a trace of guilt on his face.

"Heaven is ruthless, and life is endless!"

Liu Wuxie gently stroked Tian Jueqin.

For piano lovers, this is a flawless guqin.

There are no flaws, and every musical note is exquisitely carved.

The old man Tianjue put a lot of effort into building this guqin, and his pursuit of the way of the piano is no exaggeration to call it No.1.

"I'll use a long life song to send you off for the last time!"

Liu Wuxie sat down, put the Tianjueqin on her lap, and played it lightly.

Longevity song, looking forward to longevity, how many people can aspire to the way of longevity.

The song is long and long, like the singing of the sea, like the singing of birds, like the shaking of trees, like the misty white clouds...

The monks standing around the cage entered an inexplicable state, some were crying bitterly, some were shedding tears, some were laughing, and some were sad.

Two tears fell down the corners of Ye Linghan's eyes, and she thought of her mother.

Even the few old men sitting upright in the circular room had horrified expressions on their faces at the moment.

Longevity Song does not have offensive power, but it can lead people to be good, and wash away some dark energy in the human body.

Those who cry bitterly cry when they realize the dark side of themselves.

The old man standing opposite had a smile on his face, and his body fell slowly, without any regrets before he died.

When the last tune fell, Liu Wuxie let out a breath of foul air slowly. She didn't expect that Tian Juqin could evolve her own soul, which surprised Liu Wuxie.

When you have nothing to do in the future, you can play the piano more to help your soul evolve.

A nice piece of music can change a person's soul.

Stretching out his hand, Liu Wuxie put away the old man's body without refining it, and he waited to find a quiet place to bury him.

The Tianjue Qin was collected by Liu Wuxie as a storage ring. The world only knew that the Tianjue Qin was created by the old man Tianjue, but they didn't know that the old man Tianjue devoted his whole life to this Tianjue Qin.

Inside the body of the piano, there must be a big secret hidden. There are too many people here, and Liu Wuxie has no time to check.

The old man Tianjue is not only excellent in piano skills, but most importantly he is also a master of swords.

"Can I take them away!"

The iron gate on the opposite side did not continue to open, which meant that Liu Wuxie successfully broke through the living room, and the ten battles were the best.

The yin and yang elders didn't speak, which means they acquiesced.

The iron door on the side close to Liu Wuxie opened, and Liu Wuxie slowly left from inside.

Ye Linghan quickly approached to prevent others from attacking him.

Diao Jiuzhi and Liang Han wept with joy, holding Liu Wuxie's arm with expressions of gratitude.

Without Liu Wuxie tonight, the three of them will die here.

"Don't talk, let's go back!"

Liu Wuxie interrupted them, hurried through the crowd, and returned to the ground along the stone steps.

At this moment, Dongfang has already revealed a hint of paleness, and before he knew it, the night passed.

The underground boxing arena was still very lively, and many people were still talking about the ten fights just now.

Especially Liu Wuxie's last Longevity Song, which makes people linger and forget to return.

Back on the street, Liu Wuxie quickened his pace, passing the corner of the street.

"Wow!"

A mouthful of blood spit out from Liu Wuxie's mouth.

In the last battle, although they were killed, Liu Wuxie also paid a certain price. His soul sea suffered a slight shock.

It's not very serious, it would be great if there is a elixir to repair the soul.

"The Nameless War is really powerful."

After spitting out the dirty blood, Liu Wuxie looked much better.

"Wuxie, how are you doing?"

With anxious expression on Ye Linghan's face, he hurriedly checked Liu Wuxie's body, and found that his body was fine, and even the wound on his back was back to normal.

"I'm fine, it's just that my soul has suffered some shocks, and I need to buy Soul Healing Pill."

Liu Wuxie signaled that they don't have to worry, as long as they don't use too much soul power, it won't have any effect.

"Healing Soul Pill is a fourth-grade elixir, which is rare on the market."

Although Ye Linghan is not an alchemist, he has learned a lot of alchemy knowledge since he was a child. This soul-healing pill is a fourth-grade elixir, which is comparable to the fairyland. There are not many people who can refine it in the entire Qiyan Dojo.

What's more, the formula of Soul-healing Pill has long since disappeared. Even if there is an alchemist who is willing to refine it, without the formula, it is difficult for a clever woman to cook without rice.

Although the Healing Soul Pill is a fourth-grade elixir, its refining is more complicated than that of a fifth-grade elixir, but its effect is only to heal the soul.

Many alchemists have long been unwilling to refine this kind of elixir.

The medicinal effect is single, the refining process is complicated, and the pill recipe has been lost. No wonder Ye Linghan has such an expression.

The damage to the soul sea was not very serious, relying on the divine scriptures, it could recover completely within a month.

So I'm not in a hurry, if I can't buy the Soul Healing Pill, at worst I can refine it myself, if it's really not possible, I can only wait a month later.