He and Feng Xingyue, Bi Xia, Xia Nichang and others were temporarily tied, but the battle of music and rhythm, which they fought alone, gradually fell into a disadvantage. The strength of Lei Tingchan was visually estimated to be between the masters of the first and fourth apertures. , but that is the king of the demon clan. The demon king realm is equivalent to the human race's martial king realm. The difference between the two sides is almost a big realm. If it weren't for the Wu Nian sect's unique Buddhist skills, which are much more subtle than the ones that can be understood by oneself, I'm afraid she won't be able to sustain it for such a long time.
In the blink of an eye, Lei Tingchan's figure swayed slightly, and a drop of blood actually appeared between his eyebrows.
This is a symptom of excessive concentration in chanting.
A pale color gradually appeared on Lei Tingchan's pretty and unparalleled face. Against the backdrop of the snow-white ziyi clothes, the whole person became more and more holy and unparalleled, like a Bodhisattva who descended to earth. His beauty was simply unbelievable and made people look at it. It is hard to forget that for many people, the Buddhist ziyi worn on this beautiful nun has an unparalleled charm.
Yuansheng Shenzi, who had been sitting quietly at the table next to him, had a faint smile on his face. He took out an eight-finger-long tube of ink-colored bones from his arms, put it to his mouth and blew it gently. .
The Son of Yuansheng is a very elegant and elegant person. Every move he makes is full of a strange rhythm, which seems to coincide with all the definitions of the word grace between heaven and earth. It makes people look extremely comfortable. His whole figure seems to be shrouded in a cloud. Amidst the divine brilliance, the series of movements just now were completely natural, flowing like clouds and flowing water. The ink-colored bone Xiaocai was placed on the lips, and a string of clear flute sounds flowed out like clear spring water in the mountains on a bright moonlit night. .
The sound of the flute rippled like a tide, joining the battle between the Sanskrit sounds and the Erhu sounds.
Yuansheng Shenzi turned out to be a master who was proficient in musical attack combat skills.
The sound of the flute is melodious, and the silver holy light floats out from the ink-colored bones. The music is soft, pure, and flawless. It also ripples like ripples. When combined with the golden Sanskrit sound, its power is doubled, and it gradually resists the sound. The attack of Erhu sound moved back to 10%.
"The Yuansheng Sect is indeed extraordinary. Its strength is unfathomable. It is obviously higher than Bi Xia, Xia Nichang and others. It is difficult to see the depth. The whole person is shrouded in divine glory, as if a god descended to earth. With such demeanor and temperament, even Mu Tianyang is probably a little inferior, right?"
Ding Hao was secretly surprised.
Among the information collected by the Wenjian Sect about the younger generation leaders of various sects, the information about the Son of God and the Holy Maiden of the Yuansheng Sect is the least. There are only a few sentences about scales and claws. Obviously, not enough information was obtained. But the evaluation is extremely high. In addition to Mu Tianyang, Wenjian Sect's evaluation of Yuansheng Shenzi and Yuansheng Saint is also at the same level. Ding Hao is reminded that once he meets any of these two people, he must be extremely careful. .
"Sister Ting Zen, I wish you a helping hand for my brother." Yuansheng Shenzi said with a smile, his bearing was extraordinary.
While he was speaking, the sound of bone chirping never stopped and was still melodious, which showed that his attainment of musical combat skills had reached an extremely advanced level.
She was dressed in white ziyi and was extremely pretty. She just nodded slightly and didn't reply. She didn't even open her eyes.
Ding Hao couldn't help but shook his head.
The super seventh sense given to Ding Hao made him suddenly feel that something seemed wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.
After a while, Dao Qingcheng couldn't help but let out a long roar, unsheathed his giant sword and joined the battle group.
What he cultivates is the most important thing is the will to fight. The cultivation is so profound that once the will to fight is triggered, he can turn into a mad fighting god. The will to fight will not stop, and the fighting will not stop. The stronger the will to fight, the stronger the fighting power. It is said that the practice When reaching advanced levels, the more serious the injury, the stronger the attack power. When the body is seriously injured, the strength can even be doubled.
The fighting spirit is naturally cultivated in countless battles.
Encountering a battle of this level was like dry wood meeting a raging fire. Dao Qingcheng had been there for a long time. At this time, he could no longer suppress the fighting spirit in his heart. With a horizontal stroke of his long knife, it turned into a whirlwind, and the sword light Brilliant, take it straight.
boom!
The moment the long knife collided with the giant white bone stick, the sound was as terrifying as the sky cracking.
Qiang Ru, also at this moment, was shaken so hard that his figure was shaken, which shows how powerful Dao Qingcheng is.
Previously, Feng Xingyun, Bi Xia, Meteor Saint Son and others were not known for their strength. It was always a bit difficult to encounter strong opponents whose strength was above them and who liked to take the hard route. Now that Dao Qingcheng has joined, The pressure on them was finally relieved. It was like having a powerful MT meat-suited character in the team battle, who could withstand the indiscriminate bombardment, and other people's exquisite moves could finally be used to their fullest.
This battle group, the talented and powerful human race, finally gradually returned to the situation.
And the other side.
With the support of others, Lei Tingchan finally relieved the pressure. Together with Mo Segu Xiao and He, they were able to withstand the power of the song. It seemed that they were not losing, but Ding Hao was keenly aware of the relationship between the two young geniuses. Flaws in cooperation.
It is a Buddhist melodic combat technique, extremely solemn and solemn, with a kind of compassion and connotation contained in it. Although the black bone Xiao appears to contain the flavor of Buddhist reincarnation and salvation, it is actually based on worldliness, indulgence, and indulgence. , are fundamentally incompatible. From the beginning, they were slightly in tune, but later, after the two of them entered the track independently, they instantly reversed and became mutually exclusive.
Ding Hao could feel the flaw in this moment, and with his attainments, he naturally grasped it instantly.
The rhythm of the Erhu became more rapid, and the sound suddenly changed. It changed from the quiet and elegant connotation before, and suddenly became a fierce and iron-blooded galaxy. It was full of murderous intent and aggressive. The power of the sound wave increased several times compared with before, completely crowded. I burst into tears listening to the Zen harmony, which separated the two of them, and the majestic pressure came over them like an overwhelming force.
His expression changed, and he no longer had the carefree and calm demeanor before, and his expression became serious.