Chapter 434 Sound Killing VS Sound Wave

Zhuge Buchong was silent and rushed forward. I completely ignore the words of the twilight.

"I don't know whether to live or die! Destroy!" The sound wave skill of Twilight Flying was used again, and the void around Zhuge Bulding was all immersed, but he still couldn't stop his footsteps and rushed over quickly.

"Oh? There are some means." Mu Feiyang sneered.

"Sister, it's not a way to run like this. Sooner or later, I will be caught up." Zhuge Buriang asked.

"Eh... It's really not a way. Well, young man, you help my sister and I beat that man away." The woman's voice in the crystal skull said.

"What! Beat him away!? Zhuge Fuliang's blood shouted out, "What are you kidding? What kind of cultivation is my cultivation? The grandson is at least above the Tao Yun peeping into the sky. What do I expect to beat others? And it's not that you don't know the horror of this sound wave.

"I can also pass on a sound killing method to you to fight against that person." Crystal Skull Road.

"That's impossible. The gap in the realm is there. No matter how powerful the magic power is, it's useless." Zhuge Fuliang still shook his head.

"In this case, if you want to live, you have to make some sacrifices." Crystal Skull Road.

"Blood?" Zhuge asked cautiously.

"Yes, you give me enough blood, and I'll help you improve your skills temporarily."

"Boom!"

The sound wave power hit again, and a mountain range under Zhuge's feet was destroyed. He was rushed out by the aftershocks, and his body was in great pain, and the seven-star treasure body was unbearable.

"Good! I'll give you blood! But if I really lose too much blood, I don't think we need to fight. Zhuge Bliang gritted his teeth and said.

"Don't worry, I know it." The crystal skull said, and began to swallow the blood of Zhugebuliang again, and the whole skull was more demonic blood red, red to blood.

This time, Zhuge Fuliang felt that the blood in his body was lost more quickly than usual, and he couldn't help feeling dizzy. But then, he felt a very pure force instilled into his body, which made him refreshed, and his bones crackled, which was extremely comfortable.

In an instant, Zhugebuliang felt that his cultivation was rising rapidly.

At the same time, he also felt some strange information appear in his mind. The woman's voice in the crystal skeleton came: "Get familiar with it quickly. It will be a life-and-death war later!"

Zhuge Buteng began to browse the information in his mind depressedly. What is this? Originally, he had nothing to do with himself, but he was involved in such a battle for no reason, and he was also a powerful master who was higher than his two realms.

"It's really a strange method!" Zhuge's eyes are shining. This is a rare sound killing spell. Killing is invisible, and it is the same as the sound wave power.

"Although I'm not very familiar with it, I have to treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor." Zhuge Buzuo came down with his heart.

"Enough have you played, go to hell! Destroy!" The evening flew with a loud shout, and the rolling sound waves destroyed the sky and the earth, surging like a tide.

Zhuge Butang suddenly looked back, with a big mouth, and a purple airflow gushed out: "Fuck!!"

"Boom!"

The sky shook, and two sound waves collided. Whether it was mountains, the sky, or mountains and forests, they all turned into clay in an instant and dissipated.

"What!" Mu Feiyang was shocked: "How can this boy master the sound wave skill?"

"Wo!" Mu Feiyang drank a word again, and the sound wave swept through the ten directions.

"Fuck again!" Zhuge Fuliang also opened his mouth, and the two sound waves, like the collision of two torrents, completely turned the void into chaos.

"Hey hey hey, it's a little interesting." The twilight flew in the air and stopped in the air, looking at Zhuge's bright, and his long black hair was flying. Suddenly, the evening flew to lift his breath, and the golden sound came out, accompanied by an ethereal poem:

"I have an empty stomach, and there is no way to say it. If you say nothing, you can't give up, and if you say something, you can't live. The valley is too mysterious, and the god is the true road. Protect the immortal name of protection and the immortal name of cultivation. God gets a spirit, and the valley gets a surplus. If a person can keep one, this is the only thing that is long life..."

With the ethereal verses, the sound waves swept through the ten directions, and the radius of ten thousand meters was impregnated. Those practitioners who came with him did not dare to move forward.

........

Zhuge didn't set his mind and began to sing: "That... That... I don't feel the dawn when I sleep in spring, and I hear birds everywhere. When the wind and rain come at night, I don't know much about the flowers falling. And... The day is at the end of the mountain, and the Yellow River flows into the sea. If you want to see a thousand miles, you can go to a higher level..."

"Rumble!"

The golden tide and the purple tide collide, as if destroying the world, and the mountains underfoot have turned into a desert.

Two people say one by one, this is the confrontation between two kinds of sound wave skills. At first, Zhuge was not clear to master the tricks, but gradually, he became more and more familiar. With the help of the crystal skull to improve his power, the sound killing spells used by Zhugebulang can completely compete with the sound wave power of the twilight.

The two voices echoed between heaven and earth, and the evening flew to recite poems, ethereal like a fairy. Zhuge Butong didn't even know what he was talking about. He talked nonsense. However, the power cannot be underestimated.

"Wait for a lot of wine in your spare time, and sing a hundred articles when you are happy. The haze outside the object is the companion, and the sun and moon in the pot are Ren Chanjuan. The twilight flew bathed in the fairy light, with a dusty temperament, a hand-pinch mark, and a long poem.

......

"I have a little donkey that I never ride. One day, I rode it to the market..." Zhuge Buliang didn't know where he could think of such a few jingle and take it out to compete with the sound wave skills flying in the evening.

"Ding under the Big Dipper, the sword hangs on the corner of the Nangong moon. I'm really drunk when I'm drunk. I don't know how to worry. We don't recognize each other when we meet, but we drive Bai Yun back to rest. Mu Feiyang closed his eyes slightly and looked up and shook his head. It was like a poet. This was not like a battle, but like two literati chanting poems against each other.

"Hm..." Zhuge Buching snorted and retreated.

"What's wrong? Keep reading. You read it very interestingly. The woman's voice in the crystal skull sounded and she was still holding it.

"I... I have no words..." Zhuge said depressedly.

"You little fool, what you think of." The woman's voice said.

Zhuge Butian's mind flashed, nodded solemnly, opened his mouth and read: "Steamed lamb, steamed bear paw, steamed deer tail, roasted flower duck, roasted chicks, roasted goose, braised pig, braised duck, sauce chicken, bacon, pine belly, dried meat, sausage,..."

Word by word, Zhuge Buliang said the "Name of the Newspaper" he learned in his previous life, and he never thought it would be useful today.

"Sixed Suzhou plate, smoked chicken white belly, steamed eight-treasure pig, Jiangmi stuffed duck, canned pheasant, canned quail, braised pieces, braised goose, pheasant, rabbit, cabbage python, silverfish, steamed slashes, stewed duck shredded duck, braised duck waist, braised duck strips, mixed duck shreds, yellow heart tube, braised white eel, braised yellow eel, bean curd croaker .........”

The name of a dish pops out of Zhuge's mouth, and it is very coherent. It never stops, one after another, which invisibly enhances the power of the sound killing spell.

The landslide cracked, and Liao Yu collapsed.

"This..." Mu Feiyang's face finally changed. The sound killing skill and his sound wave skills performed by Zhuge Bulliang were not weak. But the people who cast spells are indeed very different. Maybe this sonic power and the magic power of killing are more suitable for breaking mouths.

Mu Feiyang worked hard to support. This time, it was his turn to be poor, and he couldn't remember what he was going to say.

In the distance, some practitioners who followed were also stunned.

"This... This person also has the strange magic power of sound wave power.

"The power seems to be stronger than Mu Feiyang. You see, Mu Feiyang has begun to lose."

"With so many dishes, is this person a cook before he practiced?"

"Brother Chen..."

"What's the matter?"

"I'm hungry..."

“.......”

For practitioners like theirs, there is no problem even if they don't eat for ten or a hundred years. But today, under Zhuge Fuliang's "Reporting the Name of the Cuisine", it aroused everyone's most primitive appetite.

On this side, the battle is still going on, and Mu Feiyang has been speechless.

Zhuge Bliang is in the mood, nagging and talking non-stop.

"Exit out of Deshengmen. Take Qinghe, Shahe, Changping County, Nankou, Qinglong Bridge, Kangzhuangzi, Huailai County, Shacheng, Baoan, Xiahuayuan, Xinzhuangzi, Xuanhuafu, Shalingzi, Yulin, Zhangjiakou, Chaigoubao, Xiwan, Tianzhen, Yanggao County, Julebao, Zhoushizhuang, Datong, Gushan, Hongcibao..."

After saying "The Name of the Cuisine", he began to talk about "Geographical Map" again, using all the means of crosstalk. It is estimated that it will be more perfect to give him a pair of Allegro at this time.

"Puff!"

Finally, Mu Feiyang insisted on not knowing, spitting blood and flew out. His face was extremely pale and his hair was messy.

The purple sound wave trend swallowed up the golden sound wave trend, and dozens of sound waves ran through the twilight body.

"You... You are..." Mu Feiyang's heart was extremely angry and depressed. He didn't lose to cultivation. The reason why he lost was that his mouth was not broken enough.

If you want to refine the strange skill of sound wave power to the peak, you have to break your mouth.

"I'm not willing! I'm unwilling!" Mu Feiyang roared. In fact, his cultivation is more than that, but he was hurt too much in the confrontation of sound wave power before, and now many magical means can't be used.

"Kill him!" The voice of the woman in the crystal skull sounded.

Zhuge Budang frowned and hesitated, but finally rushed up, slapped Mu Feiyang on the ground, and stepped on his head.