Big dream yellow beam

A divine thought came out, and the metasequoia patriarch froze for a moment.

"So you already knew that."

"I laid it down when I came back last time. How about it? Although I only have the strength of the dedusting stage now, if you don't use all your strength, you really can't do anything to me." Yuan Fan's voice came out, and the Metasequoia ancestor said nothing. .

"That's natural. How can Lord Lingwang compare with ordinary people?"

"You are wrong, very wrong..."

"Ok?"

Patriarch Metasequoia was a little puzzled by Yuan Fan's words.

"It's a mystery, but Long Qingquan and the others have already sent people here, so let's wait and see what happens. But the money is more..."

……

"It's no match for mortals. Hehe, my past was just an ordinary mortal who couldn't be more ordinary..."

Yuan Fan thought about it.

But his subordinates didn't dare to stop, because of the disturbance just now, the aura Yuan Fan stole was scattered a lot.

The stones in the medicated bath are highly concentrated, ready to take money out of the hidden dangers in the body at any time.

"now!"

Yuan Fan's voice was not loud, but it was like spring thunder. Qian Yue shuddered, and the imprint of a sapling began to appear on his chest.

"My God, the fourth leaf is almost done!"

"Then hurry up!"

"Oh." Shitou accidentally discovered the strange shape on Qian Yue's body, and then he struck out, clasped his claws on Qian Yue's chest, and grabbed it with all his might.

"This feeling, shouldn't it be..." Shi Shi felt the touch in his hand, and he was sure that he had grabbed something, but the shaking of the thing was so violent that Shi Shi thought he had grabbed Qian Yue's heart.

"Is your heart beating? The heart is beating!"

Yuan Fan opened his mouth in time, and Shi Shi remembered that if his heart started to vibrate instead of fluttering, then basically he was not far from death.

"Yes. Then you come out for me! Ah!"

The left hand of the stone rests on the right hand, helping to pull.

Just as a large, hideous lump of flesh was pulled out from Qian Yue's chest, there was a sudden sound of strings breaking, and a plant root-like thing seemed to be pulled out from the edge of the flesh.

"Pfft!" Qian Yuyu vomited blood, and Shitou was so startled that he almost let go.

Before Yuan Fan could open his mouth, the piece of flesh in Shitou's hand began to scream, and Shitou, who was originally disturbed, began to concentrate instead.

"If you don't yell, I will still be distracted. Once you yell, I know you are not a good guy, and I will pull you out decisively."

When the stone said a word, the cries of the meat came to an abrupt end.

"Spirit King! You are so meddling in your own business, you will be punished!" The voice of the Metasequoia Patriarch came through the piece of meat.

"It's not up to you to say whether I'll be punished or not!" Yuan Fan's temper also turned up at this moment, his hands sealed again, and hit the tub hard.

"Heavenly rebellion!"

At this moment, the whole world, which was originally quiet in the middle of the night, played a strange movement, which seemed to be charming, sinister and a little domineering.

"This is the ancient song of the Spirit King!"

The ancestors of the Sifang Temple and some old things heard the source of the music. As for the others, most of them just felt familiar.Back then, when the ancient song of the Spirit King appeared in the world, the heaven and the earth sang.But with the disappearance of Daoyuan Lord Lingwang Yuanfan, the Sifang Temple began to carry out cultural control, so ordinary people have only heard the incomplete variation version of the ancient song of the Lingwang. , The side effects had already erupted in the generation of the third-generation hall master, and the suppressed consciousness completely subverted the will of the upper class, otherwise the selection of the third-generation Sifang son would not have been held in advance.

"The only person who can perform the ancient song of the Spirit King is the Spirit King himself. Even though we were able to compose the composition successfully, we don't have that kind of connotation." Zhu Lingyu sent a voice transmission.

"Back then, Master Daoyuan didn't play many repertoires, but it seems that each capital has given them a law-level symbol. If you don't understand the corresponding laws, it will be very difficult." Long Qingquan also agreed.

"It's useless to comprehend it. It can be seen that these songs of King Ling should have a specific environment. To put it bluntly, our imagination is not enough." Wu Mingzang's voice was full of helplessness. The Four Great Patriarchs, she has the highest attainment in folk art, But it still doesn't work.

"I just want to know what we should do. Now it seems that Wei Dingcang is the one who is trapped in the Lingwang Palace. The ancient songs of the Lingwang have come out. He is afraid that he will come to trouble us soon." Bai Yingjie's stern voice broke out. Discontinued this topic.

There was a long silence.

"That old guy Metasequoia seems to have met him recently, let's give him a hand and test it out." Long Qingquan suggested.

"Isn't that the two of you's home games? You can figure it out, and I'll withdraw first." Bai Yingjie withdrew decisively.

"I won't get involved, let me know if something happens, and I'll ask them to help." Zhu Lingyu also withdrew.

"What do you think?" Long Qingquan asked Wu Mingzang.

"I can't do without my real self. The people below probably won't be able to let go on your territory. You can figure it out. The people have already passed away. You can arrange it." Wu Mingzang replied briefly.

"Okay, okay, one by one, just let me come." Long Qingquan said angrily.

"Hehe, I withdrew too."

Long Qingquan made some calculations.

"Bai Yingjie hasn't recovered yet, I'm afraid the Asura Saber won't be able to use it. Zhu Lingyu doesn't seem to have refined the primordial fire, and Wu Mingzang's chaotic black mist hasn't been digested yet, and the Metasequoia Patriarch's attack this time ahead of time is simply an attack. It messed up my plan, and I originally accepted him directly. Forget it, give Patriarch Metasequoia a little support and let him fight with King Ling..."

……

When the ancient song of the Spirit King, Demon Buddha Bo Xun, was played, a three-headed and six-armed god statue appeared behind Yuan Fan, which was extremely strange.

"The ancient song of the Spirit King, which one is this?"

Although the metasequoia ancestor recognized it, he was not sure what this song represented.

However, this does not prevent Yuan Fan and the ancestor of Metasequoia from wrestling.

As soon as the statue came out, the rune array on the bathtub immediately became active, turning round and round with radiance.

On the other side of Kushuling, a spirit gathering array surrounding Kushuling began to reverse, and the spiritual energy was continuously draining from the inside to the outside, and these spiritual energy did not feed back to the outside, but disappeared out of thin air.Therefore, the people outside did not notice the strange situation in Kushuling.

Shi Shi also paused when he heard the movement, but felt the supplement of surrounding power, and Qian Yue's complexion began to improve under the nourishment of spiritual energy, he also relaxed and took a deep breath.

"Get me out!"

The chunk of meat was suddenly pulled out by half, leaving only a thick root connecting Qian Yue's body.

But at this moment, Qian Yue leaned back weakly, and a black hole opened in his chest, through the hole, one could see the roots connected to Qian Yue's beating heart.The heart has been pulled out of shape at this moment.

When Shi Shi saw this, although he didn't relax his hands, he had hesitation and worry on his face.

Yuan Fan yelled again: "Hey, he can't die if I'm here!"

But Shi Shi didn't speak, nor did he take any action, just staring blankly.

Qian Yue, who just woke up from the previous faint, seemed to have noticed something, forced his eyes half-opened to support his body and leaned back, leaning against the edge of the tub, using Yuan Fan's formation to refresh himself.

The right hand stretched out the left hand that was stroking the stone, and patted it lightly.A soft but painful look appeared on the face with scars, and the face that was originally tanned turned pale at this moment.

Qian Yue said with difficulty: "I'm fine, continue."

Shi Shi saw Qian Yue's look of holding on to nothing, and was stabbed heavily in his heart.

Seeing Shi Shi biting his lips with tears in his eyes, Yuan Fan felt extremely sad in his heart.

"Ugh!"

Yuan Fan's sigh seemed to have endless magical power. Yuan Fan's last chance to borrow the divine power of the Dao Yuan Lord was used, and it was originally to prevent the Metasequoia Patriarch's successor from having to use it in advance.

"Stone, believe me, the less money you have, the less you will be in trouble..."

The god statue behind Yuan Fan disappeared at this moment, and the ancient song of the spirit king between heaven and earth also ended.

However, the quiet moment was very short. A person walked out of nothingness, and many people saw his existence. Although his face could not be seen clearly, when he blew the flute in his hand, music sounded again in the world, and everyone Everyone also guessed the identity of this person.

"My God, that's Lord Lingwang!"

"Master Ling Wang, that is the legendary Godless King!"

……

There are many admirers, but the ancestors of Sifang are even more frightened, because they are familiar with the music this time, and even part of the original music of this song has been handed down in the world.

"This is the song when we broke into the Lingwang Palace, and he actually used the power of this song." Long Qingquan and the others panicked.

Just like no one knew how the Dao Yuan Lord Ling Wang Yuanfan composed the ancient music of the King of the Spirit, they also didn't know the ranking of the power of different pieces of music, they could only estimate based on the timing and frequency of Yuan Fan's original performance.And this time Yuan Fan played "Memories of the Forbidden City". Although he only had the sound of flute, in an unknown place, the sound of bells and drums changed rhythms with the ups and downs of historical narration, and the low-pitched percussion As if ringing the great bell of the Yongle Dynasty in the Ming Dynasty, the stretched and passionate violin concerto tells the glory of a civilization that has gone through vicissitudes of life in the ringing of the strings.

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With the explosion of Yuanfan's divine power, the memory of Lingwang Guqu's Forbidden City reappeared, and the divine gate of Lingwang Palace opened in mid-air. As time passed by, the same divine gate appeared behind Yuanfan in Qian's mansion, and the peaceful light illuminated the entire room.

Qian Yue, who was originally dying, was illuminated by the divine light, and his red copper body began to shine at this moment, turning into a pure and flawless precious jade.

Seeing that Qian Yue's expression improved, Shi Shi's clenched lips slowly loosened, and the mysterious Shi Shi stretched out his left hand to comfort Qian Yue who was about to fall asleep.