Chapter 683 Wuxiang Bodhi Sound

Above the green peak, the lushness spreads away, and finally extends to the end of the line of sight. From a distance, it looks like a green ocean.

Ying Huanhuan sat quietly on the bluestone. The original dark ponytail was pouring down like a waterfall at this time, and then the slender and soft waist vertically, the breeze blew, and the green silk danced gently, with a faint fragrance.

The girl's perfect and flawless slender jade hand gently fell on the emerald-like guzheng. Then, she slowly raised her big bright eyes and looked at the sky in the distance, where the sound of the rapid wind, carrying a fierce atmosphere, came quickly.

Shhhhhh! The sound of the wind quickly tore the silent forest sea, and then in the distant sky, shadows quickly came, and finally stopped slowly when there was still some distance from the green peak.

"Ha ha, the disciples of this Taoist sect are now more crazy than one..." Yao Ling came out slowly. He looked at Ying Huanhuan sitting on the mountain peak, but couldn't help smiling. He immediately shook his head and said, "If you think Yao Ling is the master of pity for jade, I'm afraid you will be very disappointed."

"Haha, this girl is also watery. It's better to take it back." A strong man with a magic seal smiled strangely, and his eyes swept around on Ying Huanhuan's delicate body a little unscrupulously.

There were still a lot of people following Zhou Yuan. Looking at this scene, they also made some strange laughter.

"Su Lei, get rid of her. The rest of the people, follow me, Xianyuan ancient seed, not on her." Yao Ling looked at Ying Huanhuan indifferently, and then waved her palm and said faintly.

However, his voice had just fallen, and the girl in white clothes and blue trousers on the green peak smiled delicately. Her jade hand plucked the strings, and a trace of strange red light gushed out of her big black and bright eyes.

"You look at you too highly. If you want to go from here, let's go through my piano array first."

The laughter fell, and Ying Huanhuan's beautiful cheeks suddenly slowly fell coldly, and an extremely powerful fluctuation slowly surged out of his body. To that extent, it was infinitely close to the eight-yuan Nirvana.

"That's it?"

However, Yao Ling looked at this scene with a sneer and sneered.

Ying Huanhuan lowered his eyes and ignored him. His slender jade hand was pressed on the string, and then his fingertips suddenly pressed it. The red blood instantly penetrated from his palm. Almost immediately, the emerald-like guzheng was rendered into a blood-red color.

As the guzheng was stained with blood red, the blood light suddenly surged on the guzheng, and a strange fluctuation also quietly came out between the blood light flashing.

"Do it, there's something wrong with this girl!" Seeing this, Yao Ling's eyes shrank slightly, and a feeling of uneasiness suddenly gushed out of her heart, and immediately shouted harshly. Oh!!

As soon as his shout fell, Su Lei behind him swept out like an arrow. With his husband's hand, the violent power gathered, and a punch was bombarded at Ying Huan.

"No phase Bodhi sound!"

Ying Huanhuan raised her eyes gently, but she looked at the raging Su Lei very quietly, and then a soft voice slowly came out of his mouth.

And in the moment when its voice fell, its slender fingertips also plucked past the blood-red strings.

Dong!

Heaven and earth seemed to be silent for a moment at this moment, and then a bloody brilliance directly swept out at an extremely horrible speed, colliding with Su Lei fiercely. Bang!!

The loud noise rang out, and Su Lei, whose strength reached the eight-yuan Nirvana, was directly shocked by many stunned eyes.

"What a weird piano sound!"

Su Lei stabilized his figure awkwardly, his face turned red, and his eyes were full of panic. Previously, when he collided with the bloody glory, he found that the attack, as if even his strength had received all the feedback.

"No phase Bodhi sound!" Yao Ling's eyes gradually became solemn at this moment. He stared at the girl on the peak and said in a low voice, "How can you successfully practice the Wuxiang Bodhi sound in the Taoist Heavenly Hall, which is claimed to be second only to the four strange sutras?"

Ying Huanhuan looked up, squeezed her lips gently, and immediately smiled and said, "I didn't expect you to know my Taoist martial arts very well. It's really worthy of being a deacon of Yuanmen."

"Little girl film, don't show off in front of me. Wuxiang Bodhi sound is really powerful, but with you alone, I'm afraid it's too easy to stop us!" Yao Ling shouted coldly.

"Let's do it together. I'd like to see how she will stop it!"

As soon as Yao Ling shouted, she took the lead in sweeping out. The momentum of the nine-yuan nirvana seemed to tremble even the whole mountain peak.

Ying Huanhuan looked at Yao Ling, who was finally ready to do it, and her eyes were also solemn. Immediately, she took a deep breath, bit her red lips with her teeth, and a trace of blood penetrated from the corners of her lips.

"No phase Bodhi sound, the appearance of all sentient beings."

The soft voice came from Ying Huanhuan's mouth again, and the huge blood-red light swept out at this moment, and finally condensed into a huge bloody ancient tree behind it.

The ancient trees shook gently, the leaves trembled, and a melodious sound like the beginning of heaven and earth slowly came out.

The strange sound waves spread quickly and enveloped the world. Then, the rushing Yao Ling and other figures suddenly stopped. In front of them, the space began to slowly distort, as if forming an invisible mirror, and in that mirror, their respective shadows were reflected.

sneer.

The mirror waved, and then the figure in it, in many shocking eyes, slowly walked out and appeared in front of all of them.

"No phase Bodhi sound, it's really terrible..."

Looking at the more identical figure in front of him, Yao Ling's eyes tightened, and then he looked at Qingfeng. There, the girl sitting in front of the ancient tree of the blood-red bodhi, the blood stainstained on the corners of her lips were also more and more obvious and sad"

Shhhh!

In the sky, several figures swept out. Several people did not say a word, and the atmosphere was so tense that people could not breathe. These people were Lin Dong, Jiang Kun and others who had been separated from Ying Huanhuan before.

Uh!

A figure suddenly stopped, and several people in front of him were also aware of it. They immediately stopped and looked at Jiang Kun, who fell at the end.

"We left her like this?" Jiang Kun clenched his fists, and his voice became much hoarse.

Yuan Ling, Yuan Fang was silent, and some pain flashed in his eyes.

"So what do you think we should do?" Lin Dong said softly.

"Are you still a man? If you leave her there alone at this time, how can she be Yao Ling's opponent?! If we go back like this, how can we explain it to our brothers? Jiang Kun suddenly looked up and roared at Lin Dong with a ferocious face.

"So, we should stay there, fight against the enemy with her, and then die, and send the ancient seed of Xianyuan to Yao to take him back to Yuanmen. Now Yuanmen has more resources?" Lin Dong looked calmly at Jiang Kun, who had lost his temper, and said slowly.

Looking at Lin Dong's calm appearance, Jiang Kun also stagnated. He immediately lowered his head in pain and grabbed his head with both hands.

"Jiang Kun, I can't blame Brother Lin Dong for this." Yuan Fang whispered.

"Let's go. If something happens to Huanhuan, I will be at a stand-sided with Yuanmen in the future!" Yuan Ling grabbed Jiang Kun's arm, and his eyes were also a little red and said in a low voice.

Jiang Kun was a little numb and was pulled up by Yuan Ling, and then followed him blankly.

Lin Dong looked at such a few people in such a downturn, and there was also a fluctuation in his calm eyes. He immediately sighed, turned his palm, and a green seed emerged, and then he threw it directly to Yuan Fang.

"Lin Dong, you..."

Yuan Fang took over the ancient seed of Xianyuan, but he looked at Lin Dong with a stunned face.

"He's right. If you go back like this, you really can't explain..."

Lin Dong shrugged his shoulders at Yuan Fang. He was very clear about Ying Huanhuan's popularity in the Taoist sect. If he went back this time and the matter spread, even ordinary people could understand it, but thinking about that look would be quite uncomfortable.

"I'll go back to her, and you take the seeds with you."

Lin Dong did not have any extra hesitation. He turned around and left. His back was unusually free and easy.

"Lin Dong!"

Yuan Fang looked at the young man's thin back and suddenly shouted. Immediately, she wiped her eyes and said, "Bred her back."

Lin Dong didn't look back, but raised his palm gently behind him. Then he looked up and exhaled deeply. This time, he really had to fight hard.