Qin Emperor

The dragon domain became brighter obviously, and the huge soul aura in the air began to gather again. The bodies of the bone dragons began to shake and stand up under the infusion of soul.

The last time ambush from all directions caused the Bone Dragons to go crazy, but as soon as the battle started, Nok Xi forcibly turned Long Yue around.

It was stopped, so the casualties of the Bone Dragon were very small. After all, even if they are of the same kind, it will take a certain amount of time to break down the defenses between each other and completely crush the bones of their companions.

Although the bone dragons have not yet fully awakened at this time, Ye Yinzhu has already felt the crazy aura among them. Even without Nok Xi's reminder, he must calm down these bone dragons, otherwise, Nok Xi will Once Xi dies, these bone dragons will attack him indiscriminately and destroy him.

Sitting upright, looking at his nose with his eyes, his mouth with his nose, and his heart with his mouth, in just a moment, Ye Yinzhu made himself enter another realm. That is the realm that belongs to the divine music master. It is also the realm that countless divine music masters dream of. .

Pressing both hands on the artifact-level dead wood dragon's chant, the strings are no longer sharp, and what can be felt by the palms and eight fingers is just smooth elasticity. Each string exudes different elemental fluctuations, They seemed to be calling themselves anxiously, asking themselves to release their power.

The ring finger of his left hand first pressed the first string, and then Ye Yinzhu moved his hands softly. His movements were very gentle, as if he was afraid of hurting the strings made of dragon tendons.

A circle of colorful light centered on Ye Yinzhu's body, or in other words, centered on the brand new dead wood dragon's harp, and spread out to the surroundings, with a very simple prelude. A soft and low melody, accompanied by a gentle hum. Ming, as if it comforts my heart.

The tone of the Dead Wood Dragon's Roar was extremely pure and extremely low. It was much lower than the previous Dead Wood Dragon's Roar. However, it was buzzing like a real dragon's roar. In just an instant, almost everyone who had just awakened The Earth Bone Dragons all set their sights in the direction of Ye Yinzhu's location. Although the madness in their soul fire was still burning, they were a little more confused.

The hands were gently raised, then gently lowered, and the series of flicks brought about a breathtaking low hum. There will be a few minutes between each sound of the piano and the previous one, but their hums are Overlapping together, forming a deeper rhythm. Ye Yinzhu itself exudes softness.

And the yellow light, after being integrated into the dead wood dragon's chanting harp, seemed to be rendered by various magics, producing an extremely special sound wave resonance. Although the Fei Waterfall and Flowing Spring harp had also experienced this feeling, but He Fei The expression of sadness in the waterfall is different. The rendering of the dead wood dragon chanting the harp is domineering and deep. It is like a real sacred dragon reborn, intimidating all dragons.

The melody always alternates between low and high. There is no sorrow, only the deep solace. The strings feel very hard and elastic to Ye Yinzhu, forcing him to not only inject his own spiritual power when playing, Boiling Literature Collection also used fighting energy to assist his fingers in plucking the strings. But a strange scene appeared. Every time he strummed the strings, although he did not do it deliberately, an arc-shaped sound blade floated out, because it was not Deliberately emitted, the sound blade only flew three feet away before disappearing into nothingness. The colors of the sound blades played by different strings were actually different, and they were filled with the magic fluctuations of the strings where they were located.

Ye Yinzhu devoted himself wholeheartedly to the music. Although he also felt the wonder of this guqin, he had no intention of observing it at this time. It was too difficult to play this guqin. Every time his heart strings resonated with the strings, he felt The earth's heartstrings have to be impacted by the powerful dragon's roar in the dragon's roar of the dead wood. It seems that it may be interrupted at any time. Every time a simple rhythm is played, the dragon soul inside the piano body will whimper, making Ye Yinzhu's heart was filled with excitement, as if his mental imprint and soul were about to be washed away by the guqin.

Fortunately, I had my soul guarding me, so I could barely keep my mind from being hurt by the dragon's roar of dead wood. Why, why is this happening? When

When I finished making it, it was clear that there was already a process of blood claiming its owner. But, why did it come back to bite me? It's too scary. If it doesn't recognize its master, how powerful will its counterattack become?

Ye Yinzhu suddenly understood that although he had created this artifact, he was not using the power of the artifact now. Fortunately, the zither music he was playing in front of him was just an ancient song for a special purpose, not the nine powerful famous songs. , otherwise, he would not be able to control it at all.

Not only will your mental strength and fighting spirit be drained by the Deadwood Dragon's Qin, but the backlash may also cause you to be severely injured.

After discovering this, Ye Yinzhu didn't dare to be distracted anymore, but every time he played a scale, the pause time became a little longer. Bao Yuanguiyi, not daring to have any distracting thoughts in his heart, while playing , and still have to contend with the artifact on his lap.

Eternal Glory is the name of the music played by Ye Yinzhu. It also has several other names, such as Memorial Song, Solace Song or

Requiem is specially used to mourn the deceased and appease the soul.

While making the guqin for a few days, Ye Yinzhu had been thinking about what kind of music could make the side effects of Ambush from Flying Daggers disappear. After thinking about it, he came up with the inconspicuous song Eternal Glory. Bone Dragon is dead Spirits, they need comfort. House of Flying Daggers inspired their natural madness. Eternal Glory just makes them calm down again.

Facts have proved that Ye Yinzhu's judgment was completely correct. Under the influence of the low-pitched piano music, the bone dragons became more and more calm, and the empty dragons became more and more calm.

The crazy atmosphere in the air is also gradually dissipating. Eternal Glory played its greatest role when the bone dragons had just awakened and had not started killing each other. The madness brought by Ambush from Flying Daggers gradually gradually Go away.

Ye Yinzhu's hands became more and more serious. Fortunately, his Qin magic was upgraded to the fifth level of Jian Dan Qin Xin, which greatly increased his control over the artifact-level Dead Wood Dragon's Roar. Due to his great mental power After a great deal of consumption, the divine light in his eyes gradually dimmed. But the souls of the bone dragons also gradually returned to normal.

The sacred dragon Nokxi was always crawling aside and watching Ye Yinzhu play the piano. Eternal Glory gave him a feeling of calmness like water.

This powerful man in the history of the Dragon Clan has reached the end of his life. His soul that is about to dissipate can no longer even support his dilapidated body to stand up from the ground. The hero is late, in his calm dragon eyes. , a bit more sad.

Hum——, with the last eight fingers passing by. This requiem song finally ended, and the bone dragon outside had returned to normal. Under the full light of the dragon moon, they were moving slowly in place, as if they had been sleeping for a long time. People stretch their muscles and bones.

Pressing the strings with both hands, Ye Yinzhu felt a dizziness in his brain. This was obviously a case of mental exhaustion. That's it. The side effects of Ambush from Flying Daggers have disappeared. In fact, I couldn't bring out the maximum power of that music. The remaining madness of your people is not strong.

Thank you. Looking at Ye Yinxiu, the sacred dragon's dim soul with only a spark left sighed and said, I rarely say this word of thanks in my life, but now I have to say this to you. Say it. With your help, the Holy Land of the Dragon Clan has avoided the crisis of collapse.

Although this place is about to lose me and lose the ability to transform foreign dragons in the future, the holy land has been saved after all, and the land of the dragons has also been saved. It's a pity...

Noxy paused for a moment. His huge body seemed to be struggling to get up, but was unable to do so. He only stood up slightly and fell heavily back to the original position. The crystal-clear milky white keel made a heart-wrenching sound.

What's a pity? Ye Yinzhu asked curiously.

Nokhi said calmly: It's a pity that you, like me, are about to leave this world.

Ye Yinzhu was stunned for a moment. At this moment, a change suddenly occurred. A ball of soul fire shining with pale golden brilliance instantly emerged from Nok

Xina's huge head shot out, carrying his last trace of spiritual imprint, and arrived in front of Ye Yinzhu in the blink of an eye. As the soul fire left, Nok Xina's huge body crashed to the ground, announcing This sacred dragon left the dragon world forever.

There is no possibility of defense at all, it is the soul piercing of the sacred dragon! Ye Yinzhu only felt that his eyes were alienated, and the dazzling golden light had passed through the center of his eyebrows.

The body became stiff in an instant, and all the surrounding sensations were instantly distant. Ye Yinzhu was like an eternal statue, with even the last trace of his expression remaining at the same moment.

The dragon realm has returned to calm, but at this moment, Ye Yinzhu's spiritual world is full of turbulent waves of death.

This is a pale golden ocean, with the shadow of Ye Yinzhu floating quietly in the sky. Not far in front of him, shrouded in a white divine light, the body of the sacred dragon stands proudly. Noxie finally He restored his true body in this spiritual world, and his whole body was shrouded in intense light. This was the last light he could emit in his life.

The scales of the sacred dragon are completely milky white, which is different from any kind of dragon that Ye Yinzhu has seen before. The horn on its head stands proudly, and every detail of its body is so harmonious. Especially those silver pairs. The shining dragon eyes are even more breathtaking.

Why? Ye Yinzhu said seemingly in pain.

Knox stared at him coldly, No reason.

There was a trace of sadness in Ye Yinzhu's eyes, as if he still had the last glimmer of hope. Have I not become a foreign dragon clan and a member of your dragon clan? Why do you still treat me like this?