Chapter 1188: He hasn't moved
The sound of the devil's bone flute is pleasant to the ears.
The sound of the flute is deep into the bone, shaking the law and moving God!
Thousands of cultivators stood blankly, causing many people's complexions to suddenly change, and their eyes focused on Wuxian.
"What magical power is this!"
"No, how can I end up practicing the Taoism all my life!"
"I'm not reconciled, what about the heavens!"
"Aniang!"
Around Honghu City, there were stern shouts everywhere, men and women, old and young, as if they were in a boundless illusion.
"Gluck!"
Wuxian looked at the group of standing monks, and laughed like a devil, as if looking at thousands of people, like watching opera, with endless fun.
"Girl, do you still have such a baby?"
The sky was in the air, looking at the sound of the flute, some people fell into the illusion and couldn't help themselves, some were pale, contending with the magic sound.
Wuxian ignored the emptiness of the day, and suddenly Pipa appeared again in front of her.
When the figure moved, an avatar appeared.
This incarnation is exactly the same as Wuxian, with the same method.
Seeing Wuxian incarnation hand flicking the pipa, heaven and earth seemed to rise with the weird magic sound.
From that pipa, hundreds of dead souls flew out like evil ghosts.
The evil spirit floated towards the many monks.
The monk, who was still struggling to resist the devil's voice before, looked at the evil spirit, before reacting to it, he flew with a heavy blow.
Boom boom boom...
Outside the city of Honghu, the sound of magic sounds shocking the sky, and thousands of ghosts roam the sky, as if turning into a **** of a forest.
Feng Bao on the side watched this scene, his pupils suddenly shrank.
He had seen the strength of Wuxian and the others in Blue Phoenix City before, but now, the difference is huge.
"Zombies are hard to invade. These guys know that magical powers are useless. They didn't use their real strength at all at the beginning. They just used reckless power to shake them!" , Wuxian retired thousands of monks with magic flute and pipa.
He looked at Qin Xuan, who was still standing holding his hand, where did this guy gather this group of monsters.
These guys, everyone placed in the top ten star regions, are absolutely enchanting, talented and strong enough to rank high.
At this moment, among the monks, a large formation emerged.
"Be careful of your state of mind, this time to seal the sound, quickly enter the battle!"
boom!
In the void, there is a big formation, and there are four ways in the big formation, with a hundred feet, proudly on the sky.
There are Buddha, Demon, Dao, and Demon in these four dharma, like gods.
"The Four Gods of Wanxiangzong's Absolute Sound Array!" Feng Bao's eyes tremble slightly. Wanxiangzong is the third grade sect among the ten star domains. There are no classes, disciples, Buddhas, demons, and demons. The Four Gods Absolute Sound Array was created by the four powerful masters of Wanxiangzong. It is a rare array. For Wanxiangzong, it is often praised as a tasteless array.
But at this moment, this kind of tasteless array shines outside this Honghu city.
Thousands of monks entered this formation, outside the formation, no matter what the sound of Wuxian demon, it seemed that the whole formation was safe and sound.
"Hate guy!"
Wuxian and the incarnation spoke at the same time, like a person with two voices, and the ends looked strange.
"Fatty, are you here to watch a show?" Wuxian turned his head and said grotesquely.
Feng Bao was startled and smirked.
He was just too shocked, and the strength of Wuxin and others made him feel uncomfortable.
Immediately, Feng Bao shocked his sleeves, and saw a golden basin emerge in front of him.
The golden basin emerged, with golden clouds flying into the sky, illuminating the sky, and from it, a virtual image of Wanbao appeared.
As if there were thousands of magic weapons in the sky, Feng Bao's eyes dazzled slightly.
Taishang imperial weapon method!
I saw that the cornucopia moved, and there were countless magical artifacts spewing out from the cornucopia, like rain and meteors, bombarding the big array.
There are thousands of magic weapons imaginary images, blasting down in the big array.
Boom boom boom...
I saw that the Four Gods Absolute Sound Array seemed to be a mountain bombarded by a meteor shower, and the large array trembling constantly, among them the main array groaned even more, and his face was pale.
"Are you watching the show in this formation?"
The Taoist monarch of Wanxiangzong roared, those magic weapons were just virtual images, not real magic weapons.
"kill!"
"Don't break the formation, otherwise I will wait under the magic sound and have no chance of winning!"
"Broken Sea Dragon Art!"
A roar sounded from the big array.
I saw Ling Jue soaring into the sky, bombarding those magic weapon phantoms, and even more magic weapons rising into the sky.
Feng Bao smiled, quietly, a piece of magic weapon flew out under his sleeve.
Feng Bao's eyes condensed slightly. The magic weapon of the cornucopia was a virtual image, but the magic weapon he moved this time was not a vision.
The virtual image of Wanbao is bright, and the five-grade heavy treasure is dark.
Those cultivators of the Galaxy Alliance showed joy in the broken Wanbao phantom, not waiting for their joy, but the heavenly Wanbao phantom suddenly disappeared. At the same time, the cornucopia rose to cover the sky and turned into a golden basin that covered the sky, decorated with Wanbao.
I saw that the magic weapon they used was out of control at this moment and flew back into the cornucopia.
"My golden pot of swallowing treasures, but the fourth grade, Lao Tzu's bottom of the box!" Feng Bao laughed strangely, "I will accept your magic weapon, Feng Bao!"
"You dare!"
"My Poyun Seal!"
"How dare you take my magic weapon!"
There was a roar of anger, but unfortunately, before they started fighting for the magic weapon, there were hundreds of fifth-grade treasures.
Boom boom boom...
In an instant, hundreds of treasures were like shattered bamboos, directly blasting through the great array of absolute sound, and even there were more than 400 people in Po Daojun, and countless people spurted blood and flew upside down. Not only lost the magic weapon, but also suffered heavy losses.
"Tongbao Pavilion, quite capable!" Wuxian smiled, her body shook again, and an incarnation appeared again.
Three people in black robes, one plays the magic flute, one touches the pipa, and the second person has an ink-colored guqin in his hands.
Magic flute magic heart, pipa call for souls, quiet piano offering bones.
The sound of the piano is moving, and in the world, there is a sudden change in the world, and the void is distorted, as if open.
Move the power of the void! ?
Not only Feng Bao and others, but also the many monks of the Yuhuang and the Galaxy Alliance, their complexions were changing drastically.
Reversing the void, this is the power of the Dao, no immortal is not a lower grade of the Taoist monarch, why can the void be moved?
"It's not moving the void, it's a magic weapon, the hidden demon world of the Holy Demon Palace!"
Suddenly, Feng Bao muttered aloud, hiding the demon world, the four-rank heavy treasure, communicating the treasure of the first world.
This witch has a world with her body?
I saw that the void was like a heavenly gate, from which countless bones suddenly flew out.
Bones have demons, demons, and Buddhas...
There are thousands of bones flying out of it.
boom!
Thousands of bones fell to the ground, like a thousand armies, rushing towards the brother of the Galaxy Alliance.
In an instant, there were 17,000 cultivators of the Galaxy Alliance, all of them retreated, and everyone looked terrified.
Emperor Yu was dull, and the young man's complexion who was holding the magic weapon of the paper fan changed suddenly.
"Emperor Yu, there were not only Feng Bao and Qin Changqing in the Palace of the Qing Emperor back then. Where did these three come from?" Xiao Shang's pupils were like needles.
He can clearly remember that it was Qin Changqing who was incarnation of three thousand people, overwhelming 10,000 people.
But now... that Qin Changqing hasn't done anything yet.
Yuhuang's face was also extremely ugly, he looked at the figure standing on Honghu City with his hand in his hand.
He hasn't moved yet, and his Galaxy Alliance has actually retreated.
On Honghu City, Qin Xuan seemed to notice Yuhuang's gaze, turned his head slightly, and glanced at Yuhuang.
Just a glance, three thousand hairs, all broken.
In front of the 17,000-plus retreating cultivator of the Galaxy Alliance, there were three thousand white clothes.
Fighting nine styles!
Cut the fairy!
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[Today's update is a bit late, mainly because I am a little tired.
Five changes every day, from the beginning of the month to the present, has been insisting.
Although the monthly ticket differs by five hundred, the protagonist ticket falls out of the top ten.
But Lao Meng still wants to persevere and doesn't want to give up. I hope everyone can give Lao Meng some motivation. Lao Meng is really tired.
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