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boom! ! !

Landslides and rocks! ! !

The broken walls and ruins of Thunderbolt Hall fell with a bang, stirring up a cloud of smoke and dust.

Xia Jiong opened his mouth wide, looked down at his hand in disbelief, and couldn't imagine that he had thrown that huge thing out just now.

Let's look at the deep pit on the ground, it's two or three meters deep, and it would take a while to dig even with the earth-digging technique, but now it was smashed out by someone's blow.

Such an exaggerated scene that only appears in anime, can it be done in reality?

Xia Jiong was still in a daze, Qu Wangsheng said again: "Junior brother, calm down."

The young master blinked, and the bright red vine swung him, causing him to jump high.

Qu Wangsheng: "Make a fist."

Xia Jiong clenched his fists tightly, and after jumping up, his whole body froze in mid-air for a moment, and then, like a meteorite, he swooped down towards the human demon who was stuck in the pit and couldn't move his upper body for a while.

The human demon's upper body couldn't move, but the lower body was still able to move with thick vines like the roots of old trees.

Two vines moved the human-devil's body, and four or five vines intertwined into a net, like four or five shields, blocking the human-devil and Xia Jiong together.

These vines look like rough wood, with scaly bark on them, which will drop slag when they move.But in the past three days, players have proved the indestructibility of these vines with their countless deaths.So Xia Jiong saw himself rushing towards the vines, and subconsciously closed his eyes.

But his eyes were closed, but his ears could not be closed. Xia Jiong thought he would hear his own screams, but what he heard were several clicks that almost overlapped together——

"!"

The five thick vines broke instantly, and Xia Jiong had already crossed the five vines and appeared in front of the demon.

As if someone held his hand and led him to move together——

Punch down!

Another "Boom!!!"

The deep pit sank another half meter, and the monster in the pit spit out a mouthful of blood.

Xia Jiong... Or Qu Wangsheng's punch perfectly hit the demon seed that had been planted in her abdominal cavity. For a moment, black and red mixed with ominous radiance flashed continuously, and seven or eight broken pieces were completely broken. The fallen vines twitched like the tentacles of an octopus, the demon's bright red eyes were as bright as burning magma, and a terrifying cry sounded like scraping a blackboard with its nails.

The ear-piercing sound waves spread in all directions. After the five or six drones flying in the sky were swept by the sound waves, the three drones flashed sparks, the propellers stopped turning, and fell directly into the valley below the peak.

At the foot of the mountain, there were members of the death squad who were at a loss and didn't know where the boss had gone. They finally entered the area of ​​the dojo and recovered a little blood. Or directly shattered, telling him to turn into light spots and scatter, and hang up.

Xia Jiong, who was the closest to the demon, had blue light, blue light and yellow light protection spells flashing non-stop, and a branch of the bright red vine branched out to cover his left ear, but when the sound waves swept past him by surprise, he still felt dizzy.

"Ouch..." Xia Jiong couldn't help retching, and murmured weakly, "I want to vomit even more..."

"Sorry." Qu Wangsheng could only say.

"This apology sounds a bit weird," Xia Jiong said, paused, and immediately said, "I'm sorry I was wrong, what was going on in my mind... probably my mind was flooded."

That being said, he saw the demon spit out another mouthful of blood, closed his eyes, and never opened them again.

Her body and vines stopped moving, only the wound on her abdomen was bleeding, which made Xia Jiong startled.

He couldn't help whispering: "Brother..."

"Not dead," Qu Wangsheng said, "Take off your silver jingle leaf headband and tie it on her wound to see if you can temporarily suppress the demon seed."

"Oh!" Xia Jiong quickly pulled off the green-backed silver-striped hairband on the back of his head, and tied it on for the demon.

"I thought it would be very difficult to get rid of this human monster. I didn't expect you, senior brother, to defeat him so easily." He said happily. Make a move.

Xia Jiong slowly raised his head.

"Senior Brother," he murmured, "Did you hear... the sound of drums?"

The sound of drums, flute, Xiao, and piano.

In the past... It should be said that many years ago, Xia Jiong often heard the sound of various musical instruments.It wasn't played by others, but played in his ears out of thin air, just like the BGM in film and television works.

It seems that no one can hear it except him, so not being able to share this beauty with others was one of his biggest regrets.

When he was very young, he told his mother about this incident. His mother praised him for his musical talent and asked him to learn vocal music, and often mentioned it in interviews.Eight years ago, he told the doctor, who said it was just a hallucination caused by excessive mental stress.

This doctor is definitely an idiot, Xia Jiong replaced him at that time.

No one can understand, but such a wonderful sound of music has been accompanied by Xia Jiong growing up, until...

Until he thought he had lost the voice forever.

It has been more than seven years, and a similar voice has never sounded in his ears again.

"So it wasn't an illusion the day before yesterday? Fortunately, I made an appointment with the doctor, but I didn't have time to go," Xia Jiong said blankly, "It sounds like there is some dangerous person who wants to—"

Qu Wangsheng frowned, not understanding what his junior brother was saying, and let the bright red fine vine grab Xia Jiong and the fainted demon, and leave the place.

There was a long cry, and the light of protective spells on Xia Jiong's body flickered rapidly, his eyes were blurred, and when he came back to his senses, he realized that he seemed to be moving fast.

But why move fast?

The surrounding scenery all turned into blurred color blocks under the speed, only a black shadow was clearer.

The bright red fine vine manipulated by Qu Wangsheng brought Xia Jiong to a stop, Xia Jiong resisted the desire to vomit blood, raised his eyes and finally saw the person who had been chasing him just now.

If it is said that this is also a personal demon, he does not seem to have the uncomfortable feeling of alienation of the human demon transformed by Lian Zhen, an inner disciple of Xuanyuan Sword Palace.

But he looks by no means an ordinary person. In the Thirty Thousand Heavens, where everyone's appearance is very similar to that of the people in the eastern part of the Asian continent of the Azure Star, and there is no difference in skin color and hair color, he has dark skin and Wearing only an old red long hakama, the upper body and feet are bare, revealing the fine golden lines on the dark skin like spells.

His eyes are also golden, his facial features are sharp, his lines are tough, and his long red hair is like a rising flame, ignoring gravity and floating upwards.

"...Dangerous people have really appeared on the stage."

Xia Jiong murmured.

Qu Wangsheng's voice revealed a solid solemnity.

"Demon God," he said.

"..." Xia Jiong.

"I'm sorry," Xia Jiong said in cold sweat, "I was wrong, I shouldn't be crowed, auditory hallucinations are really not a good thing... Brother, can you deal with this guy?"

"Even if my real body is here, it will take a lot of hard work." Qu Wangsheng said.

"...Brother, you can actually tell a lie to comfort me." Xia Jiong said helplessly.

"Need to comfort you?" Qu Wangsheng subconsciously asked.

Xia Jiong thought for a while, and said even more helplessly, "Forget it."

Two or thirty meters away in front of him, the Demon God stood on a bare rock, watching Xia Jiong whispering to the people far away.When the conversation came to an end, he seemed to be very polite and said: "So, the one over there is Mr. Zhuo Qing?"

The demon god's voice didn't sound too sinister, so Xia Jiong boldly asked again: "Who are you?"

"Me?" The red-haired demon god squeezed his chin, crossed his chest and thought, "My name is Feng, I'm... Let's put it this way, Lord Zhuoqing, I killed your master, the head of Qinghua, and the Qingwu Yuke One of the people of Xianjun Qu Wufeng..."

He paused as he spoke, trying to dodge the bright red vine that was suddenly drawn towards him.

"Damn it!" Xia Jiong didn't expect his brother to attack directly, and immediately wanted to persuade him after exclaiming.

He was about to speak when he suddenly heard——

The flutter of the pipa fluttered, even though Qu Wangsheng and Xia Jiong were thousands of miles away, the killing intent still surged towards Xia Jiong.

This killing intent is enough to fill up the sea, to submerge the mountains, to crack the earth, to break the sky.

"...Brother?" Xia Jiong asked cautiously.

Qu Wangsheng never answered.

Oops.

Xia Jiong once thought that Qu Wangsheng was a murderer, but it turned out that his senior brother was actually a farmer who was as versatile as Zhuge Liang except that he was not good at strategizing.

He made a silent apology for his stereotypes of white friars, which he continues to this day.

It wasn't until today that he discovered——

Qu Wangsheng is indeed a killer.

Xiteng led Xia Jiong to jump high, but Xia Jiong keenly sensed that Qu Wangsheng's mood was very wrong, so he could only close his eyes and shout:

"Master—brother—!"

***

"Moved."

In the darkness, a soft voice said.

"It's the second time."

I couldn't see the figure clearly, but another person said.

Minor conversations sounded in the darkness. Apart from the two who spoke just now, there seemed to be many people in the darkness.

"The son of Yingjie, is he really not dead?"

"unbelievable……"

"Before each child of Yingjie is born, there will be an observatory to observe the direction of his birth, and then the seven saints of the race will personally kill him. This has been the case for thousands of years."

"Indeed, the Seven Sages acted meticulously, with eyes and ears all over the void and the heavens, and never saw omissions."

"But it did move."

"He wants to kill..."

"kill."

"I remember that the last time I moved was eleven days ago."

"Eleventh ago, and today, did anything important happen?"

"I don't know."

"Never heard of it."

"We were suppressed by the Seven Sages and Second Ancestors. Whether it was eleven years ago or today, it is just like the decline of the millennium."

"fire……"

"anger."

"Nothing happened."

"But if nothing happened, why would you move?"

"If the son of Yingjie is alive, isn't it natural for this thing to move? If the son of Yingjie is alive, he will fall into my way sooner or later."

"But the son of Yingjie should have been born decades ago, and this thing has not been touched for decades..."

"How could the Second Patriarch of the Seven Saints let go of the son of Yingjie, since the son of Yingjie is the symbol of the great calamity!"

"As long as you are born, you will be transformed into a catastrophe, and all the [-] heavens will be wiped out like ashes with one thought!"

"impossible!"

"impossible!!"

"The son of the robbery, it is impossible to live!!!"

After several howls and roars, the darkness fell silent.

After a long while, the first soft voice said:

"It's okay."

"How to say?"

"Although I don't know whether the son of Yingjie is dead or alive, this thing is moving, probably because we have set off a wave of demon disasters in thousands of heavens in recent days. It seems that it is very happy to do so. "

"Indeed, let's continue."

"Continue, if the son of Yingjie is still alive..."

"Continue to kill, continue to destroy, and continue to lead these [-] heavens to destruction..."

Countless voices agreed:

"Then he will appear in front of us sooner or later!"