After groping in his arms for a long time, Xia Jie took out a flute carved from white bones and came out.
He babbled a few tones and muttered, "This baby hasn't been used for a long time, I hope it's still useful."
With that, he breathed enough of his breath and let out a flute sound that was extremely unpleasant and sharp, like the screams of a wild dog after its tail had been cut off with a knife.
With a buzz, the light of the Tongtian Pillar swelled outward by more than a hundred zhang, and the junior disciples of the Kunlun Sect heard the sound of the flute, and their hearts suddenly became hot, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
As if they had been hit by a 10,000-pound hammer, their bodies flew in all directions, hitting the surrounding mountains and rocks violently, shaking the nearby rocks to fly.
The long-haired old man exclaimed: "Be careful, everyone, this, this is such a powerful magic sound."
He originally wanted to say how powerful this magic weapon was, but he didn't know the magic weapon in Xia Jie's hand at all, so he could only vaguely mix it up.
The old man's complexion also changed rapidly, and he ordered his disciples to withdraw from Lixu Kaiwai, and sent a few senior disciples to rescue those who were shocked and sent them far away.
Yuan Sheng's body shook violently on the top of the mountain, and the whole jumped up.
His face was a little strange, and at the same time, he seemed to be a little frightened to look at the red pillar of light in the distance, and whispered in a hoarse voice: "Quick, I want to get out of here, then, that voice hurts me very much, I can't stay here."
Qinglong, you look at it, when Xia Jie is finished, he will kill him, he actually has such a treasure in his hand, it is really" A scream came again, as if the Bashan ape was crying in the middle of the night, bringing out the ghostly aura in the sky.
Yuan Sheng's face was so green that it seemed to be dripping water, and the Yuan Sheng, who was as quiet as a mountain, was gone, in exchange for a Yuan Sheng who was frightened and ran away.
He raised a white light and disappeared in an instant, and at the same time, he could be seen holding his head and screaming in a low voice: "What a bad sound, I, I, it hurts." ” Qinglong's eyes were sharp, and he seemed to see a trace of black smoke coming out of Yuan Sheng's body, as if he had been burned.
He looked at Xuanwu in horror and asked, "That magic weapon doesn't seem to have any effect on us, how can the Lord be so seriously injured?"
Xuanwu also looked at Qinglong in amazement, speechless.
Sixteen armor-clad warriors look at me on the mountain, I look at you, and the atmosphere is extremely strange for a while. is so far away, although the flute sound blown by Xia Jie is a little unpleasant, but it will not cause so much damage to the Yuan Sheng, especially Qinglong and Xuanwu are clear, their abilities are all trained by the Yuan Sheng, how powerful the Yuan Sheng is, they are the most clear, but why are they afraid of this flute Inside the Heavenly Pillar, Xia Jie showed an ugly smile, and the big eagle's hooked nose seemed to be emitting oily shine.
He looked at the Gu Ying who looked defeated with a miserable face, and spurted out three mouthfuls of blood in a row, and said with a smile: "Master Gu Ying, you used the Yuan Infant to cultivate the Immortal Dao, and then crossed the Yuan Ying into this body to avoid the Heavenly Punishment, so as to avoid the Ascending Messenger, hehe, it is really a clever ability." ” He shook the white bone flute in his hand, shook his head and said: "But the baby of my Wu clan, driving away ghosts and exorcisms is the most effective, you cross into the body with a spirit body, your origin is still that Yuan Baby, hehe, my flute is dedicated to hurting the Yuan Shen, you have to be careful, I haven't played a small song for a long time, today I am happy Xia Jie, I will blow you a song of the most famous mountain song of our Wu clan at that time, hey, this minor key is right, a beautiful girl in the mountains and lover tryst good body." ” Gu Ying couldn't cry or laugh, where did they have the leisure to listen to this kind of little song and two flutes, which almost shattered their bodies, and Yuan Ying was almost forced to fly out of his body.
This kind of flute sound is simply a weapon of death for cultivators like them who have avoided the punishment of heaven with tantric methods.
Gu Ying could only smile helplessly and asked: "The material of this flute is the tibia of the dragon, and this kind of dragon is designed to hurt people's spirits. ” Xia Jie glanced at Gu Ying approvingly, as if Lao Tzu was teaching his son, and said: "Yes, the little doll really has insight, and it is the flute made of the tibia of the dragon."
It's a pity that after the first battle of the primeval world, the dragon was killed, ah, at that time, we all knew the benefits of the dragon, in order to fight the opponent's scattered immortals, immortals, no matter which camp the people, they all desperately killed the dragon to make a flute, at that time, tsk, tens of thousands of dragon bone flutes played together, that momentum, really. ” "Tsk, it's huge, fuck, but all of them are guys who scare away ghosts when they sing in ordinary words, and they don't know how ugly the tunes they blow out.
The little song that I played in Xia Jie at that time is probably the best flute sound among the two factions of good and evil, you can listen to it.
Xia Jie proudly brought the flute close to his lips, and a stream of white vitality rushed out of his mouth and sprayed into the bone flute.
Quack, whine, cluck, squeak, squeak, as ugly as the sound of the flute rose to the sky, and the dark clouds in the sky were broken through a hole in the boss, revealing countless stars.
Xia Jie squinted his eyes, indulging in the sound of his flute, but his flute, for other people, this is not the sound of a big girl tryst with her lover on the mountain, it is clearly the sound of a group of wild dogs snatching bones.
The disciples of the Kunlun Sect scattered and fled blindfolded, they were not yet characters like Gu Ying, who were specifically restrained by the dragon bone flute, but they really couldn't stand this huge noise.
Duxin and other masters of the Kunlun faction could only barely stand still in waves of miserable flutes, but they couldn't help frowning at the ravages of their eardrums.
Gu Ying's whole body trembled, and their bodies involuntarily jumped on the ground.
The terrible sound of the flute, like a saw, rushed into their bodies, forcibly stripping them of the connection between the primordial infant and the whole body, and every inch of the whole body was twitching, with a tearing pain.
And the true fire of the cultivation outside the body burned into their bodies along the seven orifices, giving their flesh a feeling of powerlessness that was melting.
They couldn't concentrate on their luck anymore, and they couldn't even feel the existence of their Yuan Baby.
In the sound of this flute, their Yuan Ying was so weak and powerless that they were powerless to struggle.
Xun Lao's old face had turned purple and black, and he roared angrily: "Xia Jie, I should have whipped you to death as soon as I saw you, you witch clan, didn't you die back then, why did you leave you, the nosy bastard, you, I should have killed you with one claw."
We stay in the world, take care of Kunlun, what does it have to do with you, even if I suffer from the disaster of blood and light, what does it have to do with you, you" A red light flashed, Xun Lao's already old and decayed body turned into ashes and flew away, his Yuan Ying emitted a ten-zhang red light, stepped on a small cloud, pointed at Xia Jie and scolded angrily for a while.
The section of the pillar connecting the sky flashed with golden light, and a golden wave rolled down from the sky, and the old Xun's Yuan Ying groaned helplessly, and was swept up without the slightest resistance.
Gu Ying sighed, he raised his palm and slammed it on his forehead, and suddenly his primordial infant crack fontanelle flew out, and the golden wave hit again, and he was also swept up.
Dafang Zhenren They smiled bitterly a few times, and also gave up resistance, their bodies were shattered, and after the golden light, Xia Jie's front was already empty.
Xia Jie shook his head and stuffed the bone flute back into his arms.
He frowned, and muttered in a low voice: "My Xia Jie likes to meddle very much, maybe it was before, it seemed to be like this before, well, yes, they are from Kunlun, what does their suffering have to do with me, why force them to go to the heavenly realm" Xia Jie's face suddenly became extremely strange, his fingers pinched a few times, and he suddenly jumped up and scolded the heavens: "Break the gods, stinky gods, my Xia Jie was calculated by the damn you again." ” He swung his fist at the sky for a long time, the more he scolded, the happier he became, and a huge lightning bolt in the sky slashed down mercilessly, straight on Xia Jie's forehead, and suddenly Xia Jie was split and rolled more than a dozen times, and fell to the ground with a scorched body.
Xia Jie climbed up in a row, put away the red light of the Heavenly Pillar, and flew out towards the east with a curse in his mouth.
"Damn, God really can't be scolded, although God has calculated it again, but I can't do it, I'm not God's opponent, forget it, forget it."
The people of Kunlunmen, who were full of sadness, looked at the empty sky, and tears flowed from their eyes.
The nine largest backers of Kunlun Mountain were swept away by the Heavenly Realm, well, it should be said that they had soared, but they were not happy but sad in their hearts, as if a large piece of their hearts were suddenly empty.
Fortunately, the huge lightning woke up the old Dao, he pointed at Xia Jie angrily, and scolded: "You fellow disciples, they are all this old immortal damn guys, if he hadn't used evil methods to calculate, how could they have risen to the top of the master and the master of the Dao?"
For the first time, hundreds of disciples from East and West Kunlun worked together so together, chasing and killing Xia Jie.
They flew out of their magic weapons and flying swords one after another, and hundreds of millions of colored lights roared down, and the momentum was simply earth-shattering, with the power of killing gods and killing Buddhas.
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The East Kunlun Sect Chief, the Bearded Daoist, and the West Kunlun Sect Leader, who had always been at odds, were standing side by side at this time, and launched the Kunlun Sect's most powerful supreme sword technique to destroy the sky.
A thin, extremely sharp golden light shot from all directions, converging on the body of Du Xuan and Du Xin Lao Dao, the two of them shouted wildly, and a huge and incomparable golden sword qi roared out, shaking the mountains within a radius of 100 miles, and a huge sword qi with a thickness of 100 zhang with countless thunder lights bombarded Xia Jie, who was full of astonishment.
Xia Jie roared in distress: "I'm just letting a few of your ancestors fly to the heavenly realm, this is a great thing, why do you want to trouble me with me, I was framed."
"Xia Jie's distress, since he cultivated to the highest level of the Wu Clan, but gave up the opportunity to ascend to the Heavenly Realm to become a god, he was very reluctant to accept the tragic fate of being affected by the Heavenly Realm consciousness at all times.
Who told him to be able to sense the heavens and the earth at all times, sometimes there was some inexplicable will in the dark, and he Xia Jie would do strange things inexplicably, and he felt wronged.
Seeing the huge sky-destroying sword qi bombarding over, Xia Jie didn't dare to fight hard, although he was sure that this sword qi would not hurt him, but he was afraid that the sword qi that would return to the backlash would hurt the two major masters of the Kunlun faction, then he would really have a blood feud with the Kunlun faction, which would not be good for the development of the Wu clan in the future.
As a result, he could only continue to hug his head and run around, letting the dragon-like sword qi chase after him along with countless sword lights and magic weapons.
In the rumbling loud noise, the Kunlun Mountains suffered a catastrophe this time, and within a radius of hundreds of miles, all the mountains were hundreds of zhang short of a height.
Hundreds of years later, when future generations of the world see these mountains, they are no longer as magnificent as they are now.
In the distance, the green dragon grabbed Xuanwu, who was about to fly out.
Xuanwu glanced at Qinglong puzzled, and asked: "Qinglong, the lord told us to assassinate Xia Jie at the first opportunity, how are you?"
Qinglong snorted and glanced at Xuanwu dissatisfied.
"Stupid, Xuanwu, don't you bother to use your brains, all the masters of the Kunlun faction are chasing and killing Xia Jie, if we rush up and make a move with Xia Jie now, I'm afraid that we will not be smashed into it by the people of the Kunlun faction, tens of thousands of heavenly thunders bombarded your body, how many layers of your Xuanwu magic technique have been cultivated, can you withstand the bombardment of those magic weapons, look at those masters of the Kunlun faction, what kind of magic weapons are they playing?"
Xuanwu stared at it for a long time, and said hesitantly: "Shaking the Divine Bell, Attracting Spirit, Opening the Heavenly Pestle, Void Jian, Hundred Spirit Mirror, Ruyi Leaving the Fire Chime, Qinglong, I think, let's still watch it here."
Being bombarded by these magic weapons, I'm afraid the armor on our bodies can't stop it.
Xuanwu honestly took a few steps back, a little overwhelmed to look at the superb magic weapon flying all over the sky.
The green dragon stood in place with a humming voice, looking at those magic weapons with strange lights a little greedily.
"If you can destroy Kunlun, you will really make a lot of money.
Tsk, those ancient treasures of the Yiyuan Sect have made the master praise the right saint for a long time, if we can snatch these magic weapons back, I'm afraid it's not helpless, with our strength, it is really difficult to swallow Kunlun.
Xuanwu, the right saint and the left saint's manpower plus us, I'm afraid it can't compare to the group of dead ghosts overseas last time."
Xuanwu nodded slowly, swallowed his saliva heavily, and sighed: "It's not as good as them, hey, just look at these treasures from the Kunlun faction, damn it." ” Xia Jie had just used Xuangong to dodge the strong sound of the Divine Shaking Bell, and the Guiding Banner was pumped on him with a trace of yin fire, and suddenly a green whip mark appeared on his dark skin.
At the same time, the Heaven Opening Pestle, which was the size of a mountain peak, slashed down with a huge roar, and the Void Jian shot out a series of cold lights, enveloping his fish-like figure and making him move a little slowly.
And the most abominable Ruyi Lihuo Chime shot out clusters of heavenly fire, burning around him.
Especially the sword light emitted by the thousands of high-grade flying swords, as if raindrops were shooting from all directions, Rao is not bad golden body has been cultivated to the realm of Great Perfection, and he is still beaten to the point of pain.
There were so many of them that he couldn't dodge them.
For example, if a child punches you and it doesn't hurt, but if 10,000 children hit you in the same place a hundred times in a row, I am afraid that your bones will not be saved.
Xia Jie was so angry that he screamed, and jumped to his feet in the air and scolded: "Listen, you Kunlun faction people, there are a lot of people today, I, my Xia Jie, a good man, don't suffer the loss in front of me."
You wait, wait for a few hundred years, my Wu clan will grow stronger, I have to take thousands of Wu clan disciples to your Kunlun to seek today's justice, you really fight to the death" The huge and incomparable Open Heaven Pestle hit Xia Jie's head, and the Venus in front of him flashed wildly, and it was pressed straight to the ground, and then the Open Heaven Pestle was like a pile driver, and it was bombarded continuously, Xia Jie scolded angrily, just stood up, and was immediately driven into the deeper and deeper hole.
He had spent more than two months refining the True Fire of the Ancient Shadows, and if he wanted to refine the flesh of the Ancient Shadows, the consumption of vitality was already extremely great, so at this time, he was powerless to resist the repeated ravages of the Kunlun Sect masters.
In the end, Xia Jie, who was dizzy, wisely chose to escape, he took out a strangely shaped small beast skull and threw it into the sky, and his body was immediately shrouded in a puff of smoke.
The whining ghost howl came from all directions, and countless ghost fires flew in all directions, where did the Kunlun faction people think that Xia Jie still had such a hand in a hurry, and they didn't have time to stop it in a hurry, and they were forced to escape from the encirclement by a part of the ghost fire smoke.
Xia Jie's voice came from all directions: "Little doll of the Kunlun faction, you remember, don't be left alone by grandpa and me in the future, otherwise when you see one, I will break someone's ass." ” Du Zhan Lao Dao looked at the smoke of the ghost fire that flew away with a heavy face, and shouted angrily: "The people of the East Kunlun Gate listen to the order, and from now on, they will all give the poor road closed door for penance."
His body trembled with anger, "The Kunlun faction's reputation for thousands of years, today, today, can be humiliated by this damn Xia Jie." ” To be continued: