I guard the world with the Lord of the Underworld

"Boss, good job." Wen Ci couldn't help but praise loudly when he saw the situation here.

He kept summoning thunder and lightning to kill those monsters, but after a long time, he would tire himself to death.

At this time, Hua Qingyao snatched the Fuxi Qin from the man in white, and their chances of winning were great.

Not only Wen Ci thought so, Shang Shixu and Lin Xi also looked at Hua Qingyao with excitement.

They heard what the man in white said. Not everyone can pluck the strings. Since Hua Qingyao can, he can also use Fuxi Qin.

The man in white can use the harp to control monsters to kill them, so Hua Qingyao can also use the harp to control monsters in the underworld to kill each other, or even kill the man in white.

Shang Shixu and the other two stared at Hua Qingyu expectantly, and saw Hua Qingyu sitting cross-legged on the ground, placing Fuxi Qin on his lap.

He raised his hand and placed it on the strings, with a serious look on his face and spiritual power emerging. His fingers gently clasped the strings, and then plucked them.

The first time the piano is played, the sound is melodious and enchanting.

The second time, the sound of the piano was urgent, showing the potential of strangulation.

The third strike, the fourth strike, the fifth strike... As expected, the attacks of the monsters in the underworld gradually slowed down.

After Wen Ci listened for a while, he asked Lin Xi in a vague way, "Have you ever played the piano in college?"

Lin Xi thought for a while and shook her head, "Probably not."

"It's not that it should be, it's absolutely not." Shang Shixu said as he used a few shots to kill the attacking monster.

Hua Qingyao's spiritual power could indeed play the Fuxi Qin, and at the same time, those monsters in the underworld were indeed disturbed, and their offensive against them was not so fierce.

However, Hua Qingyao's playing was too unpleasant.

After playing for a long time, it was just pure picking, without any of the beautiful melody that a piano should have. Sometimes I even used too much force and could make a harsh sound.

Shang Shixu and the others approached Hua Qingyao while fighting, and soon came to Hua Qingyao's side.

Wen Ci couldn't help but said: "Boss, can you play a piece of music?" Fuxi Qin is a magical instrument, and it won't be unbearable to play it at will, but it is still unpleasant to listen to.

"It's okay." Hua Qingyao rolled his eyes at him, "Do you think I know the musical notation?"

"It would be great if you can play it. How can I have time to learn an instrument?" Hua Qingyao growled back.

Wen Ci, who was scolded by Hua Qingyao, shrank his neck and stood obediently listening. It was because he was demanding too much.

Hua Qingyao plucked the strings quickly, and the monsters from the underworld around him retreated one after another as if they encountered something terrible.

When the man in white saw it, he quickly formed seals with his hands, urging the monster to step forward and continue the attack.

A strange tug-of-war formed on both sides. When the monsters approached Huaqingyu, they would be disturbed by Fu Xiqin and retreat. When they retreated too far, they would be urged forward by the man in white.

After a stalemate like this for a while, Shang Shixu's face became increasingly ugly. He finally saw what the man in white was planning.

He wanted to consume Hua Qingyao's spiritual power and consume Hua Qingyao to death.

The amount of spiritual power consumed in turning the artifact is not comparable to that of ordinary magic weapons, not to mention that Hua Qingyao is injured, and over time...

"Boss, let's try to see if we can play the piano." Shang Shixu suggested.

Hua Qingyao nodded slightly. Although his fingers were moving on the strings, his brain was numb and he had no energy to answer the question. He could only nod instinctively.

Hua Qingyao's hands kept moving. Shang Shixu activated his spiritual power and reached out to touch the strings of Fuxi Qin. As soon as he touched the strings, they were bounced away violently.

At that moment, Shang Shixu broke out in cold sweat, as if he had touched a blazing fire and almost burned him to ashes.

Hua Qingyao frowned and turned to look at Shang Shixu. Unfortunately, he didn't have the energy to blame him now. He didn't know what was going on, so he dared to touch the artifact.

Shang Shixu received Hua Qingyao's look, smiled and said nothing, only called Wen Ci and Lin Xi to come forward, "You guys go and try."

Wen Ci immediately reached out and plucked the strings, then raised his hand and shook his head, "It can't be plucked."

No matter how he moved his hands, the strings seemed to be welded to them and could not be moved.

Lin Xi also took action and moved. The strings were plucked, but unfortunately there was no sound at all.

All three of them failed, which meant that only Hua Qingyao could use it.

Hua Qingyao kept strumming the strings in his hand, looking at the black monsters in the underworld. If they were not dealt with as soon as possible, they would really die here.

Hua Qingyao felt that he was getting more and more tired, his mind was muddled, and he just wanted to go to sleep.

He could only keep reminding himself in his mind that he couldn't sleep, couldn't stop his hands, absolutely not.

Hua Qingyao relied on his strong willpower to mechanically pluck the strings. As long as there was sound, the monsters would not dare to approach them.

After playing for an unknown amount of time, Hua Qingyao's fingers were already scratched by the strings, and he didn't even feel it.

A thin stream of blood flowed along the strings and into the body of the piano bit by bit.

The moment the blood entered Fuxi's piano, the body seemed to be smeared with oil. It suddenly shone brightly and then dimmed so quickly that no one noticed.

"Hua Suo is indeed a Hua Suo. I am really impressed that I can use the artifact so freely." The man in white said with a smile.

Shang Shixu and the others stared nervously at the man in white. Who would believe his admiration at this time? They were afraid that he would suddenly attack.

"Although the artifact is good, it is a pity that it has been lost for so many years. The effect it can exert now is too limited." The man in white said proudly, "Huasuo, you are too confident in your own strength. You have forgotten that this is the space I created. .”

As soon as the man in white finished speaking, the whole space shook.

The monsters from the underworld suddenly shouted, and they were all excited.

Each and every one of them beat their chests and feet excitedly and waved their arms as if they had been given a shot of blood.

The vibration in the space made Hua Qingyao couldn't help but feel a sweetness in his throat and his blood surged up.

Hua Qingyao felt uncomfortable, and Shang Shixu and the others also felt uncomfortable.

What power is this?

Shang Shixu looked at this space. Is this the power of the underworld?

The previously torn cracks had disappeared, and no new monsters appeared. However, he felt that those monsters were different from the previous monsters in the underworld?

Shang Shixu observed carefully and found that the current underworld monster's strength had improved a lot, and its already strong body became more bulging as if it had been inflated.

"Everyone, be careful." Lin Xi reminded, "The surrounding forces are constantly strengthening."

She had already sensed a strong evil power that made it hard for her to breathe.

Because of his true nature, Lin Xi's perception was much stronger than Wen Ci's.

"Don't use force, don't let them take the opportunity to invade the body." Jing Jing reminded quickly.

Shang Shixu and Wen Ci immediately sealed their own power to prevent evil spirits from invading.

However, in this way, evil spirits cannot invade, but they also cannot use their power. If there is an attack, they will be caught without mercy.

Hua Qingyao snorted coldly, "How dare you be so presumptuous in my territory."

He pressed his hands directly on the strings, and the strings suddenly cut Hua Qingyao's fingers, and blood seeped out quickly, but Hua Qingyao couldn't care anymore and stared hard at the man in white.

The spiritual power burst out of his body, and Hua Qingyao raised his hands high in the air, holding them weakly, and stood up. He didn't even care if Fu Xiqin fell to the ground.

Little bits of light gathered together, and Hua Qingyao's empty hand gradually condensed into a big sword.

Hua Qingyao sneered, his eyes flashing with cruelty.

Shang Shixu and others looked frightened, not because the sword was too huge, but because of the energy contained in the sword.