next moment.
Just when everyone thought that Di Qiong was doomed, Di Qiong had an extra piano in his hand.
Qin, named Shenyinqin.
They are imperial soldiers.
However, there is also a gap between the Imperial Armament and the Imperial Armament.
At least, there is a big gap between the Shenyin Qin and the bloody millstone.
With the addition of the Divine Musical Qin in Di Qiong's hand, the area around the decisive battle stage that had become quiet once again became noisy.
"Damn it, then the Yuanzhou girl also has imperial soldiers?"
"What should I do now?"
"Can Mr. Yi still win?"
"Di Qiong is really not simple."
"Then Qin shouldn't be a match for the bloody millstone, right?"
… … …
"That piano?" Yi Fu was stunned for a moment, then he smiled and burst into laughter: "Di Qiong, do you have the nerve to take out this piano?!!! We are both imperial soldiers, so I will let you have a look. , the gap between the emperor’s soldiers and the emperor’s soldiers!”
The voice just fell.
boom…
The purple-red light beam on the big blood-soaked millstone became more and more surging, like water boiling, boiling crazily.
The smell of endless death and blood fills the air with horror.
The color of the purple-red light beam is getting darker, almost becoming black.
The light within the light pillar also began to wrinkle, ripple, and wave, as if it had become an explosion-proof, strangulating.
Huhuhu…
Even the sound became biting and grand.
It seemed like it was going to blow the Emperor Qiong and the Imperial Soldier in her hand to pieces.
In addition, as the bloody millstone became more powerful, its shocking aura became more and more intense, rippling in the sky and air, causing more than half of the crowds of martial cultivators present to begin to swallow their saliva. Nervous, extremely nervous. Although the shocking aura was not directed at them, it was locked on them invisibly. Their lives seemed to be hanging on the bloody millstone or Yi Fu's thoughts.
"Hahahaha..." Yi Fu became more and more powerful, excited, and bloodthirsty. His smile was unconcealed and domineering. He laughed loudly. His blood-colored eyes were full of excited bloodthirsty. He locked on the emperor's sky, as if he had already I saw that the imperial vault was about to be annihilated into ashes by the purple-red light.
"Damn it!!!" Gao Wei cursed again in the thatched house in the Wang family's backyard. His old face was completely drained of color. She gave the Shenyin Qin to Di Qiong. She knew its power and it was definitely incomparable. There is still a huge gap between the power of the blood-soaked millstone at this moment. How can Di Qiong fight? ! Must lose! Must die!
The key is that she, Gao Wei, single-handedly sent her disciple Di Qiong to death.
Gao Wei's heart was bleeding, he regretted it, he regretted it so much.
I regret my own selfishness, impulsiveness, and lack of determination.
But now, it's useless to regret anymore.
"Obviously, I won this decisive battle." Wei Yi said with a smile.
"It's not over yet!" Gao Wei gritted her teeth and said, although she knew deep down in her heart that it was over, it must be over, but she still held on to the slightest hope, just in case, a miracle or a miracle happened. What's up
"Haha..." Wei Yi just smiled.
That's this moment.
Di Qiong looked like he really couldn't hold on any longer.
Her breath began to become disordered.
It seemed that he could faint at any moment.
"You are persistent enough. Then, let's add more fire." Yi Fu sneered, and with a thought in his mind, he drove the bloody millstone even more crazily.
Yi Fu's face also turned a little pale. Obviously, this coupled with the fire made him more satisfied.
After all, he is not the real emperor. He is more than ninety-nine streets away from the emperor. It is in line with the extreme to drive the emperor's soldiers, and he has forcibly deepened the attack power of the bloody millstone three times in a row, which naturally has some backlash.
However, these injuries are nothing compared to being able to kill Di Qiong. The big deal is that after Di Qiong dies, he can train for a year and a half.
Di Qiong's death is worth it.
Chi chi chi…
As the bloody millstone once again strengthens its attack, it is clearly visible that the purple-red light is not only in the form of a storm with wrinkles and ripples, but it can even be vaguely seen that the purple-red light has transformed into a light sword or wind sword. .
The sword burns brightly, and the shadow waves move.
Chilling.
And the undulating sound of the purple-red light beam was even more cruel, like the sharpest dagger in the world, and the collision with the hardest bone was even more harsh than the friction sound of a nail hitting glass. One hundred thousand times.
At the scene, many cultivators were bleeding from all seven holes, especially their eardrums, which had been completely torn.
Looking at the imperial dome again, it is getting thinner and thinner. It is like a small boat in the middle of the sea. It encounters a shocking tsunami and storm. It will be beaten into pieces by the wind and waves at any time. That kind of helplessness, that kind of despair, That kind of pain, that kind of sadness, that kind of weakness is engraved in the eyes of every martial artist.
However, just when everyone felt that this duel was going to end with the death of Di Qiong.
Sudden.
Emperor Qiong suddenly floated in the middle of the purple-red light pillar storm.
And, Di Qiong closed his eyes.
Although his face was still as pale as a dead man's face, and the blood at the corner of his mouth was still so bright red.
But, inexplicably, after she closed her eyes, she gave people a sense of tranquility, a kind of stillness, a kind of silent and soundless taste.
"What is she going to do?"
"what happened?"
"Pretend to be a ghost!!! Mr. Yi, kill her!"
"Does this Yuanzhou girl have any backup plans?"
"Master Yi, be careful."
… …
Amidst the noisy discussions and shouts, Yi Fu frowned slightly, and he had an inexplicable bad feeling.
"Fuck!" Yi Fu cursed in a low voice. The cruel and murderous look in his eyes became clearer and clearer, and he immediately wanted to drive the bloody millstone again.
But at this moment.
Sudden.
Under the spotlight.
Di Qiong opened his eyes, his beautiful eyes were clear, quiet, confident and indifferent.
Very bright.
His eyes seemed to see through everything in the world.
His eyes were fixed on Yi Fu.
Then.
Ding! ! !
But she strummed the strings.
The sound of the strings is very loud and clear, like jade dew drops falling on a jade plate. Although the sound is not loud, it reaches the ears of every martial artist and is embedded in the soul and state of mind. deep.
It's simply psychedelic and intoxicating.
There is no resistance at all, it goes deep into the bone marrow and into the soul space.
But it’s just such a piano sound.
After rippling away.
A miracle occurred.
I saw that the sound of the piano fluctuated, with the position of the Emperor's Dome as the center point, and the sound waves rippled forward. Wherever it went, the purple-red light shrank, screamed, screamed... and even annihilated.