"It's you?" Fengxian beauty frowned, actually she guessed that the demon king of southern border would come to fight, but she didn't expect that she would come here to support her instead of going directly to Yueyang.
"I didn't miss any exciting battles, did I?" The Demon King of Southern Border, Rou Ning, waved lightly, and her jade fingers rotated lightly on the pipa.
Ding ding dong dong sounds of nature.
It rang again.
It's so wonderful, like spring water dripping in the heart, making people intoxicated.
Zhong Lei Ting's eyes widened slowly, this pipa music is really a deadly move!
This round of sound waves was obviously aimed at him. With his skill, he was naturally able to defend against it, but his personal guards vomited blood and fell to the ground amidst the ecstasy of the music. If the southern border demon king Yukong was allowed to come here just now and kill nearly a hundred people, he would have been secretly angry. If it wasn't for a well-planned plan, he wouldn't be allowed to intervene now, otherwise he would have gone crazy. Now, the Demon King of Southern Border used sound waves to provoke him again. He had at least ten personal guards, and his internal organs exploded to death tragically.
The worst thing is that these dead personal guards, even in death, still maintain a strange joy and intoxication on their faces, unaware that their internal organs are bursting.
The leader of the Benwolf mercenary group clapped his hands and laughed loudly: "It sounds good, the music is so beautiful, the way of killing people is so elegant, it's so surprising."
The Demon King of Southern Border smiled: "There are more surprises in the future!"
Before Zhong Lei Ting could speak, her hands danced wildly.
Like a storm.
The original beautiful and moving music of the pipa changed to sonorous, passionate and high-pitched, like thousands of troops and horses galloping on the battlefield.
Even those who are most insensitive to music can seem to be able to see the iron-like cavalry galloping neatly on the ground and sweeping towards the enemy under the command of the commander. boiling. Look, the battle flag is fluttering in front of the iron army, leading the soldiers to charge forward. Listen, the drums are beating, the horseshoes are thundering, and the ground is shaking, changing the color of the world...Facing the rain of thousands of arrows, facing The erected spears, those warriors who would die through their hearts in the next second, galloped fearlessly.
Even when killed, the body overturns.
Even if their bodies were trampled into flesh by the hooves of the horses, they galloped without any hesitation...
The audience was enveloped in the murderous music world of the Demon King of Southern Border. Those Thunder Legions who heard it all fell to the ground one after another. into meat paste. Their way of death is the same as that of the warriors in the music world. Their souls are roaring silently. They start with the weakest and fall to the ground one by one, dying.
The stronger ones are struggling to hold on, but with the changes in the music world, they have long been too intoxicated.
If, at this time, the commander of Zhonglei Ting can stand up and shout.
Break out of this music world.
They might survive.
It's a pity that the current Zhong Leiting is also immersed in the world of music. Even if he plugs his ears with his fingers, he can't stop the resonance of his soul. Not only the roar of thunder, but also the Benlang mercenary group from the heavens, the head of the celestial rank and the deputy head of the celestial rank, all inevitably fell into the mirage of music.
The person who got rid of it the fastest was the man in the top hat from the clown troupe.
He didn't open his mouth to interfere with the performance of the Demon King of Southern Border.
One is that he loves music, and he can't bear to break this kind of natural music that makes his soul tremble; the other is that the soldiers of the Thunder Legion were originally used as sacrifices in the plan, and they would kill them with the hands of the other party, and they would not let Thunder I feel disgusted, although he doesn't care about Zhong Lei Ting's opinion, but after all, there is still a place that relies heavily on Zhong Lei Ting in terms of sacrificing the ancient seal array and exploring the gods; The Thunder of Punishment, he has no doubt that the moment he destroys the Southern Border Demon King's performance, the terrifying Thunder of Heaven's Punishment will bombard his head.
Why did I have to bear this thunder of heaven's punishment for the Benlang mercenary group
The Benlang mercenary group was originally used as a scapegoat!
The man in the high hat didn't speak, but kept silent, and stepped back a little, trying to face the punishment from the sky at the safest distance... He cleverly transferred the punishment from the punishment to himself to the head of the wolf mercenary.
With no one disturbing, the performance of the Demon King of Southern Border.
continue.
Her hands no longer dance sharply, but play slowly.
The tempo slowed down, like the brief tranquility after a storm... After listening to this playing, people seemed to see that the sky was stained red with blood, the storm was over, and the bloodthirsty soldiers fell to the ground with messy corpses , scattered all over the mountains and plains, the battlefield is particularly bleak.
The remaining soldiers slowly crawled out of the pile of corpses.
They did not cheer, but sat numbly on the high pile of corpses, their eyes dull.
The sky began to have small raindrops, falling down, bitingly cold, gusts of bloody night wind, dripping onto the battlefield, joining the twisted blood streams, converging into pools of blood.
Nothing is moving but the hunting flag.
Darkness fell.
Overcast clouds, no moon, the sky is as gray as the heart.
The bleak and sad wind blows across the battlefield, the light rain in the sky gradually turns into crushed snow, the cold wind keeps blowing, as if it can blow to distant homes.
Countless white-haired parents, countless wives looking forward to leaning on the door, shed tears silently. They will never be able to look forward to their loved ones again. He picked up the small bowl in his hand and asked his mother for more food, but he didn’t know that what he ate just now was the last food in the family... The elderly parents’ faces were full of sorrow, and the daughter-in-law with a forced smile comforted the old man. Only when no one knew about it did she dare to sob secretly!
Heavy snow began to cover the bloody battlefield... A few dead veterans walked with deep feet and shallow feet.
From time to time, someone fell down.
sleep forever.
In the last returning team, there was only one person left, a lonely figure, drifting away in the wind and snow.
At dawn, when the sun rises in the east, people can see that the last shadow has not walked out of the vast snow field. He has already turned into an ice sculpture, but his eyes are looking at the direction of his hometown reluctantly... Behind that ice sculpture, there is a A long series of bloody snow footprints. Gusts of cold wind blew past, and there was no life between the sky and the earth.
"Huhu!" When the lizard commander Zhonglei Ting woke up from the music, he found that his body was frozen stiff, his face was even covered with frost, and what he exhaled from his mouth was white mist.
He didn't dare to imagine what would happen to his subordinates even if he, whose strength was as high as the ninth level of innate, couldn't resist this musical illusion.
When he turned his head, what caught his eyes was a vast expanse of white ice sculptures.
The entire Thunder Legion, nearly ten thousand elite.
All condensed into ice sculptures.
Except for a very small number of innately strong people who barely survived, the rest were wiped out!
"No, ah no!"
Zhong Lei Ting groaned in pain, holding his heart tightly.
For the first time in his life, he felt distressed!
feel despair!
This blow from the enemy is no less than hearing the news of the death of the Hell King.
Although the commander-in-chief Zhonglei Ting has raised his vigilance and even blocked his ears, he never imagined that the musical sound illusion of the Demon King of Southern Border would still resonate with his soul and trigger the energy reaction of his body, making him In the mirage of music, I can't help but indulge. What made Zhonglei Ting most desperate was that because the former Southern Border Demon King had sent out two waves of music attacks, he seriously underestimated her true strength. He believed that he could resist her music attacks. Who knows, when she really As soon as his unique move was used, the entire Thunder Legion was wiped out!
If the Thunder Legion were to be killed by a Heavenly Punisher, Zhong Lei Ting would not be so distressed, but the Demon King of Southern Border is a woman of the same level as himself.
Why was she the one who destroyed the Thunder Legion that she had spent a hundred years building successfully with one attack
Zhong Leiting was so angry that his lungs almost exploded.
"Kill!" He rushed towards the Demon King of Southern Border, he didn't care about any tactics, rules, or plans.
What he thought in his heart was to kill this woman who wiped out his entire legion in one shot.
She must die!
The Demon King of Southern Border, holding a jade pipa in his arms, floated up into the air, with a disdainful expression on his face.
Like a celestial being descended into the world.
The body technique is extremely wonderful.
Even if it is the fatal attack of Thunderbolt's fury while escaping, it seems to be dancing in the sky.
She knew that she didn't have the strength of Heaven's Punishment, but she could still kill the Thunder Legion and lure away the enraged Lizard Commander. As for the three heavenly ranks on the opposite side, it was a matter of divine punishment, and she was unable to deal with such enemies for the time being.
Just like when he came, the Southern Border Demon King, who intentionally lured Zhong Lei Ting away to lighten the burden on his companions, quickly disappeared into the sky.
Zhong Lei Ting pursued closely.
The two quickly disappeared into the battlefield.
Heavenly Scourge, Heavenly Tribulation, and other members of the Heavenly Demon Hall, look at each other in fear!
Fortunately, this Southern Border Demon King is not an enemy, otherwise it would be a headache. Who has the solution to this kind of music illusion killing people? The Demon King of Southern Border is still only at the ninth level of innate talent. If she is allowed to ascend to the heavenly level, comprehend the state of supremacy, and then perform sonic attacks, who else in the world is her opponent? Even if there are, I'm afraid there are very few of them!
The Eastern Monster Race is really not simple, no wonder it can be called the most powerful race in Tongtian Tower.
"That's right, I like it very much." The head of the wolf mercenary group from the heavenly realm clapped his hands pretending to be chic, in fact, just now, the mind of a strong man in the sky was also frightened by the music.
Fortunately, the enemy did not take the opportunity to attack, otherwise it would be embarrassing.
In order to cover up his uncontrollable gaffe just now, he decided to show off.
The death of the elite morale of the Thunder Legion was just in line with his need to sacrifice his life to the ancient teleportation array. With a single point of his finger, imitating Fengxian beauty's posture just now, a finger force of heavenly power directly slashed across the ground, drawing a trench of 100 meters long, 2 meters wide and 3 meters deep, from in front of him to the ancient seal edge of the array. At the same time, he snapped his fingers pretending to be chic, causing his palms to ignite into flames that soared into the sky, covering the audience with heat, and quickly re-thawed the ice sculpture of ten thousand people made by the Demon King of Southern Border just now.
Countless frozen blood flowed into the trench.
Slowly, it flows towards the ancient sealing formation in the distance... Although the effect is not as good as standing in the sealing formation and sacrificing life and blood, it is better than wasting it in vain!
"Let's add your blood!" Feng Xianmei's figure disappeared, and when she reappeared, she was already behind the head of the wolf mercenary group. The three heavenly ranks attacked at the same time, and the regiment leader seemed to have taken precautions, tearing the sky and the earth with his sharp claws, and counterattacked the beauty of Fengxian. The deputy leader of the Xiongren threw out the strongest punch, as long as it hits, I believe that the beauty of Fengxian will disappear completely. There was also the man with the high hat, who was faster than the two of them, faster than the ghost, with green fingers like a zombie, piercing the back of Fengxian beauty like a poisonous blade.
"You've been tricked!" The mercenary captain sneered, his eyes gleaming with the sinister light of a successful trick.
"die!"
Fengxian Beauty's answer was only one word.
Without dodging, she stretched out her jade hand and pressed the top of the opponent's head with the power of heaven's punishment... Under the fatal combined attack of the three heavenly ranks, she was instantly knocked into the air, forming a beautiful parabola, and fell from the sky. When her feet stood on the ground, her body trembled slightly. There were ten intertwined wounds on her back, and her left arm and shoulder were also dripping with blood.
However, everyone looked at the Heaven's Punishment Girl in astonishment, with expressions of disbelief in their eyes.
Not because of her injury, but because of her terrifying lethality!
On the opposite side, the head of the Benlang mercenary group from the heaven, a powerful and unscrupulous heaven rank.
In full view, the head exploded!
Soul annihilation!
Spike!
The body that lost its head fell to the ground, blood spattering all over the ground! The most frightening thing is that this guy didn't even know he was dead until his head exploded. Before his head exploded, there was still arrogance on his face... and the Phoenix Fairy who killed a powerful enemy in seconds, wiped off his lips nonchalantly. The blood on the corner of the head charmed all living beings, and showed a beautiful and deathly smile at the dumbfounded deputy leader Xiongren: "Next, it's your turn!"