Very amazing.

Such piano sounds cannot be captured by the ears.

The soul can't do it either.

But eyes, yes!

It was as if the whole world had turned into a piece of cloth, and all things were just footnotes on this piece of cloth. Then, someone pulled a section of the cloth, and then -

Shake violently!

The traces that were raised swept across all things.

It is the sound of Fuxi's piano.

The first demon cultivator who approached the young Taoist was the most brave and had the purest ancestral blood. In just an instant, his body became stiff, his ears exploded, and his eyes shattered. It was as if he was swept by a gust of wind and turned into blood mist. The Quanrong giant, who was once a great enemy of the ancient human race, disappeared in an instant without even a wailing.

Rocks collapsed and the earth cracked.

The clouds in the sky were swept away in an instant and turned into a clear darkness that did not exist at all, and this most powerful piano sound maintained its extremely terrifying intensity all the time, and it never decreased or weakened. It swept over more than ten miles in one breath before it began to decay. The power began to decline rapidly, but the speed soared again.

It swept across the mountains and the ground, leaving spider-web-like traces on the earth.

A lake thirty miles long, quiet and peaceful, like a clear gem.

The sound of the piano swept across in ripples.

The entire lake was shattered into rain and mist in an instant, rising into the air with occasional blood.

Mountains and rivers collapsed, and trees fell down like dead grass.

The range of Di Ting's judgment is one hundred miles.

And this time, the sound of the piano covers a wide range——

Three hundred miles.

The choice has lower power and higher range.

And everything, everything happened in silence.

After everything had been torn apart for a long time, a faint, crazy and vast piano sound came along.

And the wider the impact, the wider the scope.

The sound became slower and slower.

After the sound of the piano, there was a rolling wave of air, surging like crazy waves and surging like the tide!

Yun Zhiyi's expression suddenly changed, and he swung the sword in his hand forward in an instant. The sword he used when traveling in the mortal world was vibrating and humming in the void. Under the blessing of the power of the True Lord, it seemed to be slowing down. Yun Zhiyi could see the sword body twisting and struggling violently when it came into contact with that layer of invisible air waves.

But he remained calm and slashed with his sword.

clang!

Amid the clear sound, the sound of his piano that was reaching him in front of him was completely shattered!

The man's wide sleeves fluttered violently, and when his feet landed on the ground, he moved several steps backwards. His pupils contracted violently, and he slowly raised his head, looking at the scene in front of him that seemed completely peaceful. There was a strange sense of blood in the dead silence. He slowly stood up, the edge of his sword still trembling.

This is……

Qin?

Zhulong, who was dozens of miles away, also noticed something was wrong in an instant, and burst out with divine power, forcing Zhinu to retreat, and said angrily:

"Get out of the way, get out of the way, calm your soul!!!"

"Calm your soul!"

But it was too late. He saw with his own eyes the boundless waves sweeping past, destroying all the grass and trees in front of him. Even though they were so far away, there were still demon warriors who vomited blood and fell down. Seeing that they were dying, Zhulong Jun's eyes turned red, and he threw his demon sword in his backhand, which turned into a knife light to drive away the Weaver Girl who was coming to kill him.

Facing the sound of the piano, the latter just groaned, neither avoiding nor blocking, but resisted it, and then killed Zhulong with his sword.

Zhulong Jun was attacked repeatedly, his mind was in a mess, his eyes were red, finally after his battle robe was pierced and shredded, he made up his mind, and suddenly pushed back, the energy behind him rose, it was Zhulong's true body revealed, transformed into a huge red dragon hidden between the underworld and the sky, with cold eyes, locked on Zhinu.

The Weaver Girl only felt that her body suddenly became slow, as if she had stepped into the turbulence of time.

Zhulong Jun soared into the sky, and the Zhulong behind him broke through the sky, calling upon the turbulence of clouds and time. Zhulong Jun stretched out his right hand and grabbed the bow. With his left hand, he grabbed one of the three arrows cast by Emperor Gou Chen from behind, and then shot it towards the cold and sharp former son of the Northern Emperor. Then he turned the direction of the arrow, and when the Weaver Girl was on guard, it headed towards the direction of Qi Wuhuo who was dozens of miles away.

Gather strength and shoot suddenly!

Zhulong's power accelerated the arrow to a speed that was almost as inevitable as time.

The Weaver Girl's pupils shrank instantly, and the power of the True Lord burst out. The four main stars of the Weaver Girl in the sky suddenly lit up, and the starlight fell layer by layer, covering the Weaver Girl's body, and transformed into armor, ribbons, battle robes and other blessings from the gods of heaven. The sword energy was magnificent, fierce and domineering. She turned over and swung her sword, slashing directly at the arrow of Gou Chen.

In a moment, her blood and energy surged. Zhinu gritted her teeth and endured the pain, with the sound of starlight shattering in her ears.

Cracks appeared on the sword.

Then he suddenly guided it with sword techniques.

He let out a soft cry.

Along with the shattered starlight on the Weaver Girl's body, the arrow shot by the top-level True Lord and forged from the stars by the Emperor of Heaven Gou Chen was directly cut through. Blood flowed from the corner of the Weaver Girl's mouth, and the sword in her hand that she used to walk on the earth was broken. Zhulong gave up chasing the Weaver Girl, and instead turned into a light of escape and flew towards Qi Wuhuo.

The true body of the Candle Dragon behind him let out a long roar, resisting the sound of the piano.

When Zhulong opens his eyes it is day, and when he closes his eyes it is night.

Time speeds up a thousand times.

He appeared in front almost in an instant, and then used all his strength to shoot the second arrow at the young Taoist over there.

The golden arrow with the two characters "Xuanhua" engraved on the tail end of the arrow was forged by Gou Chen himself outside the thirty-three heavens. At this moment, it burst out with brilliant and magnificent light. However, he had never expected that the middle-aged man in black clothes and who looked honest could react instantly when the time was accelerated a thousand times. The murderous intent in his pupils and the terrifying aura like a madman shocked Zhulong Jun.

The next moment, the black sword swept across and chopped down suddenly.

The arrow was cut off.

Yun Zhiyi's sword was heavy and not sharp, so he was unable to cut off the arrow instantly like his wife did.

The momentum was cut off in just a moment, and the next moment, Yun Zhiyi directly blocked it with his body. After piercing the arm of the Star Lord, the arrow finally stopped its momentum and was chopped off by a sword, falling heavily to the ground. However, Yun Zhiqi was still like an angry beast, and he changed to holding the sword in his left hand and slashed down towards the Candle Dragon Lord.

His eyes were red.

Above the sky, the twelve constellations, led by the Niu constellation, all lit up.

The sword was full of mighty energy. In order to repay the young Taoist for helping them resolve their emotional knots and avenge their daughter, this terrifying sword light directly chopped off the back of Zhulong's real body. The battle robe and armor on Zhulong's back shattered together, revealing the red scales with Zhulong's characteristics. Then, cracks began to appear on the scales that were strong enough to bathe in the thunder of the sky, and they began to collapse downwards, and blood exploded.

Lord Zhulong let out a roar.

He turned around and selected his elbow, the armor on his elbow spread out, transforming into the characteristics of a dragon, with scales and armor knotted together, and stabbed suddenly.

Blood spurted out suddenly.

Yun Zhiyi's body protection starlight was broken, his palm was pierced by the dragon armor, blood was flowing, and his bones were broken, but in Zhulongjun's eyes, this honest man smiled. He suddenly clenched the pierced palm, clasped Zhulongjun's elbow, and then kicked his knee in the air and hit Zhulongjun's abdomen directly.

It is said that being able to fight a bull is the ultimate limit for a warrior.

The Lord of Niu Su is a chivalrous man with an extraordinary fighting spirit.

A terrifying body that is strong enough to cross the sea of ​​stars with a physical body and smash supernatural powers with a pair of fists.

This Zhulong was intercepted by him, and his scales were grasped and pulled tightly, but Zhulong Jun roared angrily, and an incomparable force as if the ancient magical power was revived, and Yun Zhiyi was thrown out forcibly. The scales that Yun Zhiyi was holding in his hands were forcibly pulled off from Zhulong Jun!

Lord Zhulong was covered in blood and roaring angrily. He ignored his mortal enemy and rushed towards the enemy in front of him.

There were even more demons who, after resisting the first killing move, rushed forward. Countless brilliant lights were the strongest magical powers of the demons. The young Taoist who seemed to be exhausted pressed the strings of the zither, his eyes were deep, his palms were trembling, and the thirty-two ghosts and gods in the strings had all exhausted their strength and could no longer move.

He deliberately expanded the range of one hundred miles to three hundred miles.

The purpose is this moment.

Exactly…

Zhulong Jun's eyes opened angrily with bloodshot eyes. He suddenly flew into the air with blood dripping all over his body. He stretched out his bow. Even the bow itself made a whistling sound as if it could not bear the weight. It seemed that it would completely shatter in the next moment. The Zhulong behind him soared into the sky, emitting a brilliance that was almost comparable to that of his ancestors.

Time is accelerated and compressed to the extreme.

There was a slight clanging sound.

The magic weapon in Zhulongjun's hand was pulled apart.

But the last arrow cast by Gou Chen, with the bloody words "weapon" engraved on it, circled and whistled, turning into a stream of light.

Go straight to the young Taoist.

When the speed was extremely fast, for some reason, time seemed to change extremely slowly. The arrow broke through the heavy rain that had fallen at who knows when, and left an extremely slow and clear mark in the eyes of Yun Zhiyi who had blocked an arrow and severely injured Lord Zhulong, as well as in the eyes of the giant spirit who was overlooking the scene in the heaven, and the two heavenly kings.

At the same time, the demons, some with pale faces and some with bleeding ears, were blood-thirsty and used their strongest magical powers to attack the young Taoist.

The young Taoist priest pressed the strings of the zither with both hands, lowered his head, and breathed long and slowly.

Then, he smiled slightly.

So time reappeared, he raised his head, there was no despair in his eyes, his sleeves swept suddenly, and the holy fetus made of Jinzhou's veins suddenly lit up, and then, the overwhelming magical power that was killing him was absorbed! In an instant, countless lines on the holy fetus lit up, just like the arrows in front.

Countless weapons that had lost their magical powers were still advancing. Several weapons stabbed into the young Taoist priest's body, causing blood to flow out.

His eyes were calm and the holy fetus was reversed.

Then, he played the zither again, but this time it was not the chaotic music that Fuxi played when he was crazy, but the upright music of Gong, Shang, Jiao, Zheng, and Yu, the music of heaven, earth, humans, gods, and ghosts. It was vast and majestic, and in just a moment it exhausted the demonic power absorbed by the holy fetus, and it swept across the front in a grand and upright manner.

The arrows come from the contemporary Emperor of Heaven, Gou Chen.

The sound of the zither is the means of Fuxi, the Tai Chi Emperor of ancient times.

The boy had blood at the corner of his mouth, his face was pale, and his black hair was fluttering.

Zhulong roared and ran wildly, the bow in his hand shattered and flew towards the sky.

The sky and the earth were dark, with only the stars falling.

In a trance, it seemed as if I could see the myriad stars emerging behind the Zhulong Lord who was running madly without regard for his life, as if it was the Gou Chen Emperor who was controlling the stars, holding a bow, and presiding over the killing. And behind the young man who was sitting cross-legged and playing the piano, there seemed to be a huge and beautiful young man in green clothes, with loose hair and a snake tail, smiling with his arms outstretched.

And under the gaze of these two.

Arrows circle and the sound of piano flows.

The giant spirit clenched the jade pole with both hands, his heart tense.

In an instant, the two came into contact.

And what you see is still just an illusion.

The sound of the zither was magnificent, but the arrows could still penetrate the sound of the zither despite their efforts. The corners of Zhulong Jun's mouth slightly curled up as if a taut string had finally fallen. But at this moment, another sound of the zither suddenly exploded!!!

Moreover, it was behind him!

Zhulongjun's pupils contracted.

Three hundred miles...

He suddenly realized something, and swiftly grasped the weapon in his hand, charging towards the Taoist youth, his eyes bloodshot.

The sound of the zither is three hundred miles away, three hundred miles away...

Three hundred miles away is the endless ancient mountain range of the demon clan, and the ancient mountain range now has a new name, called Mount Tai. Now the Taishan earth veins are the place where the demon clan and the earth gods fight. A full one-third of the earth gods are reinforcing the earth veins, and in the mountain, there is an echo.

This is something that even the little woodcutter in the mountains knows.

boom!!!

The response of the piano sound that was reversed by the majestic earth veins was still vast and majestic. Although it was no longer as powerful as before, it was still clear and domineering. The young man played the piano with his black hair flying.

It rolls back and forth, spanning six hundred miles!

Gong, Shang, Jiao, Zheng, Yu! Yu, Zheng, Jiao, Shang, Gong!

Heaven, Earth, Man, Gods, Ghosts! Ghosts, Gods, Man, Earth, Heaven!

It was both positive and negative! It was crazy and huge! It was as if there were two Fuxi playing at the same time, one was positive and the other was negative, the two were as powerful as fire and water, and then they suddenly collided with a vast and majestic force, and immediately erupted with a far more domineering momentum and destructiveness than simply playing! ! !

Zhulong watched helplessly as the arrow shattered!

It was as if he had fought all the way here for the orders of the Demon King.

Like the glory of our ancestors.

Then, it was the reverse of yin and yang, the sound of Fuxi.

At the same time, it exploded on his body!!!

Zhulong Jun's frantic and killing figure suddenly stopped. There were sword marks from Beidi Zi, attacks from Fuxi's zither, heavy sword from Yun Zhiyi, and blood holes left by his own struggle to remove his scales. His sword was about to chop down the young Taoist in three steps, but he finally lost his strength.

He withstood Fuxi's piano music three times head-on, defeated two star gods that were not in their complete states in a row, shot the Gou Chen arrow three times, but was eventually exhausted and died under the Fuxi piano music that reversed yin and yang with Qi Wuhuo.

Transformed into the huge true body of Zhulong.

He fell heavily to one side.

Zhulong Jun’s life is cut off.

The clash between the positive and negative sounds of the piano never stopped, bringing huge destructive power, sweeping across the three hundred miles suddenly, raging three times. The giant spirit god above the sky stared at the huge, mountain-like Candle Dragon's real body as it collapsed to one side. When the first sound of the piano was played, the bodies of many monsters within the three hundred miles were stiff and motionless, and when the positive and negative sounds were combined for the second time, they all died suddenly!

The giant spirit saw that scene.

I saw the countless bodies of the demons explode and turn into a sea of ​​blood.

The heavenly soldiers and generals were all dead silent. They had experienced killing before, but they had never, never seen such a scene!

For hundreds of miles in radius, trees were broken, mountains and rivers torn apart, and the great demon formation that had left a glorious name in the ancient times was broken. All the descendants from the bloodline of those great demons fell down, and died in the echoing sound of the piano. Those who kill will be killed. Since they have set foot on this battlefield, since they have already made up their minds to kill the other party, then there is no right or wrong in death.

The giant spirit knows this truth.

But, but…

This scene is so scary.

This is not beheading.

It's not execution, or even killing...

He heard his own breathing become heavy, felt his hands clenching subconsciously, and heard the heavy breathing of the heavenly soldiers and generals behind him. He knew that their eyes were fixed on everything below, because he knew that he was the same. The catastrophe had been reversed, and the demon clan had no support. Now, their morale was bound to suffer an enormous blow.

The solution to the catastrophe is...

The wind blew past, and the young Taoist priest could no longer maintain the transformation technique on his Taoist robe.

There were piercing marks and bloody holes on the Taoist robe.

His heart seemed to have been pierced through, and the mark there was particularly clear. His sleeves were rolled up, and the lining was dark red. The weapon he was sitting on turned into a collapsed platform, and the weapon scattered and turned into powder. The young Taoist didn't even have the strength to fly, but at this moment, an extremely huge black snake, covered in blood, seemed to come to kill, and broke through the ground!

The collision of huge scales seemed to be a clanging and murderous sound, circling and whistling in the void.

It is three hundred miles long, with golden pupils and black scales.

It circled and whistled, its breath turned into clouds and its exhaled into rain. The immortals and gods saw the ancient snake raising its head. The arrogant descendant of ancient blood had just allowed the young Taoist to sit on top of its head. It was as broad as a high platform. Even when its body stopped, only one-fifth of it was still sixty miles high.

Clouds of mist flowed beneath his sleeves.

A sea of ​​blood spread out around him.

Within an area of ​​three hundred miles, all the monsters were killed.

The immortals were silent, looking at the young Taoist who was still sitting cross-legged and playing the zither above the inky black divine beast.

The giant spirit's throat rose and fell, and he murmured subconsciously:

“Wu…”

It was no longer killing, no longer punishing, no longer beheading.

But——

【**End】!

The young Taoist sat on top of the Basah's head with his eyes closed. He heard the sound of wind passing by his ears and felt the wisps of breath. The murderous intent in his heart disappeared. The hair on his temples rose slightly, and his sleeves were filled with wind and clouds. He seemed to hear the sound of scriptures being chanted from somewhere.

But this place is quiet, where can we find people chanting?

That's in his own heart.

Silence is endless, emptiness stands in the abyss of time. Who can fathom this mystery?

Once you enter the Mahayana path, who knows how many years and kalpas you will have? You are neither born nor destroyed. You want to be born because of all things...

Once you enter the Mahayana path.

Who can estimate how many disasters there are?

The young man closed his eyes, his sleeves fluttering, and flew into the air riding the black snake.

The Zhenwu Sutra says: Jiachen, [wrong], until the age of fifteen, I learned Taoism and practiced Taoism when I was young...

Sixteen years old.

**All the demons.