Chapter 332 Reincarnation of Heaven

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"Boom..."

In the large thunder clouds in the sky, the thunder snake flashed and the thunder shook the sky.

At this time, the dragon skeleton on Xiao Heng's head rotated without Xiao Heng's control.

The strong momentum encouraged Xiao Heng's robes, but Xiao Heng did not care about these at all. At this time, in Xiao Heng's body, the powerful spiritual power was running desperately, and the black silk on the palm of his right hand jumped endlessly, as if it was about to eject.

"Boom."

A loud noise sounded on the dragon skeleton mixed yuan, but it was caused by the thunder bombardment of the god that day.

Xiao Heng's face turned white, but then there was a look of shock on his face. Originally, Xiao Heng saw that the dragon skeleton mixed Yuan was bombarded by the thunder of the heavenly punishment god. He thought that the idea attached to it had been bombarded and dispersed, but unexpectedly, the mind was still intact. Moreover, with the bombardment of the thunder, the breath on the dragon skeleton mixed yuan was actually thicker and thicker.

"Boom."

Thunder clouds surged endlessly, and countless thunder punishments fell from the sky, as if to bombard Xiao Heng below ashes and smoke, and bombarded down the bottom continuously.

The mysterious nun in the distance saw the situation. After her eyes flashed, the sleeve robe waved, and a blue-gold lyre with a faint colorful spiritual light immediately appeared in front of her.

The body is like wood, not wood, like gold but not gold, blue and gold, very familiar. And on the translucent string, there is also a faint purple gas flow, a sharp breath that penetrates the soul, faintly emanating from the string.

"Tianlingmu." Xiao Heng, who was desperately trying to break free from the confinement, suddenly shrank his pupils and couldn't help shouting in horror.

The lyre, which flashed with colorful spiritual light, was actually refined from fragments of Tongtian Lingmu. Such a big piece immediately shocked Xiao Heng.

After Xiao Heng refined four palm-sized tong Tianling wood, he had the power of such sharp space as today, but the combined four pieces are not more than one twentieth of that of this lyre.

In a hurry, Xiao Heng didn't care about the damage of the meridians. The spiritual power surged in the purple house, which quickly stimulated a large amount of green dragon qi.

A shocking dragon roar instantly shook out of Xiao Heng's mouth. The thunder clouds in the sky were almost shaken by Xiao Heng's dragon roar, and almost dispersed.

And Xiao Heng's clothes were also shaken into powder by the strong spiritual pressure that broke out in his body in an instant.

Pieces of cyan dragon scales with metallic luster emerge under the white skin in an instant. In a few breaths, Xiao Heng's body was full of dense and domineering scales.

"Ah..." Gritting his teeth, Xiao Heng desperately urged the power of space to the extreme. Just as he was about to break the confinement around him, a piano sound penetrated into Xiao Heng's ear like a thunderbolt.

The galloping spiritual power in the body suddenly stagnated. In Xiao Heng's palm, the gradually condensed space power also collapsed in an instant.

If the strong man of the Holy Land is opposite to the strong man of the Yangjing, there is no doubt that the strong man of the Holy Land is almost absolutely invincible.

There is no other reason. Yangjing monks must thoroughly understand the law of space when they advance to the holy land. With the law of space, the magic power is doubled almost instantly, and the strength is also increased by geometrically.

The strong man in the Holy Land can firmly imprison the monks under the Holy Land in the same place, and there is absolutely no possibility of escape. Unless, the other party can also manipulate the power of space.

In terms of attack and killing, the strong man in the Holy Land can almost make thousands of monks fall into the power of violent space in an instant, and there is almost no possibility of resistance.

But if Xiao Heng can re-use the nine palace lock fairy sword array, there may be a chance to compete with it. But now that he has been firmly imprisoned, he can only be slaughtered.

Fortunately, this person does not have a murderous intention for Xiao Heng. He just wants to catch Xiao Heng alive. Otherwise, it is estimated that 10,000 Xiao Heng will be dead.

"The magic power is so amazing that you must be a famous strongman in the Guiyuan Dharma world. How dare you tell me your name?" Seeing that Xiao Heng couldn't escape, he had to choose to delay her attack as much as possible. Otherwise, Xiao Heng couldn't stand it.

Moreover, among the dragon skeletons that were constantly bombarded by the thunder, Liu Liqing's strong breath is also gradually recovering. I believe that soon, Liu Liqing, a powerful weapon, will wake up again.

At that time, the dragon skeleton mixed yuan will exert ten layers of power. Previously, there was no trace of spiritual treasure in this dragon skeleton mixed yuan. The instrument is sleeping, and at most it can only be regarded as a heavenly spiritual weapon.

The spiritual weapon and spiritual treasure is the difference of one word, but the power is the difference between clouds and earth.

The nun seemed to be very confident. She looked down at the lyre in front of her, slowly brushed the strings with her hands, and did not look at Xiao Heng. She gently spit out eight words: "Biqin Fairy, Murong Ningqin."

As she spoke, the woman also gently plucked the strings between her fingers, and an almost intoxicating sound suddenly spread all over the world.

The sound of the piano is as soft as water, as quiet as a deep pool. Gradually, it seems that you can see the flowing water in the mountains and the Wizard of Oz again. Then, the sound of the piano seemed to be connected to heaven and earth, and a kind of vast world, like breaking through the sky, gradually revealed.

Suddenly, the tune changed, as if there were thousands of dark clouds, and the demon god was born. At this point, Murong Ningqin's eyes also suddenly flashed like a blade, and her fingering suddenly changed. A domineering murderous spirit of killing vertically and horizontally permeated the world in an instant.

The sound waves raged in all directions like an invisible sharp knife, and the galloping murderous air went straight into the world. Xiao Heng tightened all over, as if a cold blade was against his throat at this time. The strong evil spirit made Xiao Heng's back feel cold.

"The sound of the piano is like a knife and smoke. How many people regret it? The sound shocked the sky and the wind and clouds changed, and the knife was thousands of miles... No one came back." As the sound of the piano reached **, Murong Ningqin's mouth also slowly sang this murderous word.

Between heaven and earth, birds and beasts are silent, as if the sound of the piano has frozen the blood of all animals within thousands of miles, so that no animal, bird or beast dares to make a sound.

The army of five million monks has already felt the change here and retreated thousands of miles away early. I believe that what they see today will add a lot of capital to brag about after practice.

At least, not everyone can see the strong man in the Holy Land, and not everyone can see the strong man in the Holy Land killing. Although it may be the elders among them who are killed.

The suzerain of Xiaotianfu and the elder fell with hatred between one move. This shocking method is beyond their imagination.

"My parents, are they sealed by your joint detention in the legal world and the fairy world?" Xiao Heng swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, and his eyes looked coldly at Murong Ningqin, who was as mysterious as a knife.

Murong Ningqin didn't say anything when he heard the words, but his fingering changed again. The atmosphere of killing disappeared in an instant, as if the dark clouds covering thousands of miles were pushed away in an instant and saw the sun again. The cold murderous atmosphere also quickly disappeared, and between heaven and earth, it seemed to become warm again.

The flowing water in the mountains, the smell of birds and the fragrance of flowers permeated again, as if it had come to the mortal world, the season of spring and flowers blooming.

At the end of the song, Murong Ningqin stroked the strings again. After a moment, he slowly said, "This song is called "The Reincarnation of Heaven". Everything has reincarnation. Unless the road is completed, it can be above the reincarnation."

After a pause, the cold light in Murong Ningqin's eyes flashed again, and she said coldly, "Now, I believe you know that you can't escape, right? Tell me the whereabouts of Xiao Chenye, otherwise I will not only search for your soul, but also destroy your lifelong cultivation.

At this time, the thunder cloud that punished the god thunder that day had begun to gradually dissipate. The power of the thunder bombarded is also gradually weak. However, the dragon skeleton, which almost completely resisted the power of the divine thunder, was like the same golden giant at this time. On the body of the runes, there was a slight golden thunder that jumped and flashed, and a strong spiritual pressure that was many times stronger than before, which was also gradually emitted.

Seeing this, Xiao Heng was secretly on guard. Xiao Heng didn't understand why Murong Ningqin didn't take the opportunity to extract his soul, and even did not stop Liu Liqing from waking up. But Xiao Heng knew that if he did not cooperate, the next step would be absolutely dangerous.

With a cold hum, Xiao Heng's spiritual light exploded again. A large amount of real dragon spirit surged out of his body crazily. On his hands tightly suppressed by a powerful and invisible force, he jumped out of the dark ink-like silk again, which was the power of space.

"My Jinxu imprisonment is impossible to break with your cultivation." With the sound of Murong Ningqin, a trembling sound also sounded again, and Xiao Heng's space power that had just condensed in his palm collapsed again.

Xiao Heng's face was solemn. After squinting at Murong Ningqin for a long time, he sneered and said, "You dare not do anything to me."

Murong Ningqin's face darkened when she heard the words. After looking up and down at Xiao Heng, she frowned and asked, "How do you say this?" While talking, the woman's fingers stroked the strings of the lyre made of Tianling wood again. The beautiful melody came out slowly again. However, this time, it is soft and abnormal, as if to gradually melt the hearts of the listeners.

Xiao Heng looked at the woman confidently, pulled the corners of his mouth, and said, "The task assigned to you by the Guiyuan Dharma world should be to catch me alive. I believe you are afraid that I will blow up the Dharma phase under defeat and damage some of the things you want, right?"

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