Eternal Sacred King

Just as the mood of the group was gradually driven by the sound of Mengyao's piano, a soft and melodious sound of the piano sounded.

Qin Xian, Qin Demon finally showdown!

Qiu Siluo's piano sound is completely different from Mengyao's.

Mengyao's piano sound was murderous and aggressive.

In the sound of Qiu Siluo's piano, there is no sharp edge, but a touch of remembrance, a memory.

It is like the warm winter sun, falling in the hearts of everyone.

In the piano skills, Mengyao is indeed better than Qiu Si.

But just because Mengyao pays too much attention to the rigor and exquisiteness of the piano technique, she has a touch of craftsmanship and loses a little devotion to the piano.

Mengyao's piano is too utilitarian.

She practices the piano for fame and fortune, for status, and for making contacts.

And Qiu Siluo practiced piano just because he liked it.

Use the piano to carry the words, and the sound to move people.

A song by Mengyao is just a cold rhythm.

But Qiu Siluo's piano music contains her feelings.

In the end, what really touches people's hearts is the deep emotion in the sound of the faint piano!

Built under the wood **** tree.

The monks and immortals were unconsciously immersed in the music of Qiu Siluo, forgetting where they were, and unconsciously reflecting on the past, with different expressions.

Scenes appeared in Mo Qing's mind.

In the Hell of Abi, she suffered all the grievances and was bullied and humiliated by others, but a man in a purple robe with a silver mask suddenly appeared and said something to her.

"There are people in the world who slander you, deceive you, humiliate you, laugh at you, despise you, despise you, and hate you. You don't need to be patient or excuse you. Just kill them."

Recalling these, Mo Qing's face showed a faint smile.

Yunzhu recalled that in the Hell of Abi, a handsome scholar ran away behind her back.

There are only a few layers of clothes between the two, and there will be some friction and collision between them.

Yunzhu bowed his head slightly, and a blush flashed across his cheeks.

Shi Wunian's expression was complicated, and his face was cloudy.

Sword Immortal Yuehua didn't know what to recall, his expression was gloomy, and his arms trembled slightly.

The true celestial arhats were touched by the sound of Qiu Siluo's piano, and each fell into remembrance, recalling the most memorable scenes in their lives.

Some people burst into tears, while others were full of hearts.

Some were sad, and some were proud of the spring breeze.

Some were downcast, others were uplifted.

Or sad or happy, or sad or resentful, or angry or angry...

Seven emotions and six desires are all in it.

The sound of Mengyao's piano was still there, but everyone seemed to be unable to hear it.

Even Mengyao herself was plunged into some kind of memory, her eyes flushed, her expression sad, and a bean-sized teardrop fell from the corner of her eye.

Click!

This teardrop fell on the sound of her guqin.

This voice seemed faint, but it shocked Mengyao.

Her fingers couldn't control the power, and with a bang, a piano fairy broke!

Her fingertips were all scratched, oozing blood.

This voice also awakened the group of immortals and monks.

Until this time, everyone realized what had happened.

They had just fallen into the music of autumn thought completely without precaution, and were infected by the emotions in that music!

As an opponent, Mengyao was not spared!

In this competition, the winner has already been divided!

"Me, I was defeated?"

Mengyao whispered in disbelief, unable to accept the reality before her for a while.

A defeat today hit her too much.

This means that from now on, she will not be worthy of the name Qin Xian!

All the glory she had received will disappear.

As the pinnacle true immortal, she lost to a fifth-order immortal, this matter, within a few days, will spread to the heavens.

At that time, she would be a joke of Nine Heavens Immortal Domain.

This deity of martial arts defeated Mengyao in the area where Mengyao was best.

This was a devastating blow to Mengyao's Taoism.

This is more powerful than directly suppressing her in a frontal battle.

Mengyao sat paralyzed on the spot, with a broken string of guqin, casually lying beside her, her eyes blank.

The martial arts deity jumped down from Sirius, then patted Sirius, and motioned him to carry Qiu Siluo and return to the demon realm first.

Sirius had a foreboding that the martial arts deity might have to make a big move, and for fear of implicating him, he was anxious to leave quickly and hurried to Qiu Siluo's side.

Jun Yu looked at the deity of martial arts, with a strong fighting spirit in her eyes, took off the star chessboard behind her, and said in a deep voice: "Devil Realm Barren Martial, I respect you for your courage, facing the two realms of real immortals and Arhats. Tianjiao, dare to cross the abyss of immortal demon."

"Now, I also give you a chance, you and me have a fair chance!"

"The true immortal list of the two domains, Arhat list?"

The martial arts deity raised his head slightly, looking at the two shining lists high above the Jianmu Divine Tree, and said lightly: "Your two lists are just a joke in my eyes."

Before he finished his words, he didn't see how the martial arts deity made a gesture, just raised his hand slightly.

Stabbed!

Accompanied by a harsh sound, the True Immortal List and Arhat List hanging on the Jianmu Divine Tree were torn in half by a powerful external force!

The two broken lists slowly drifted down, and the light radiating from the names of the true immortals on them gradually dimmed!

"This……"

Group repair is angry!

This action is no longer a provocation, it is simply a slap in their face!

In front of them, tear up the True Immortal List, the Arhat List!

In Huang Wu's eyes, the two lists are actually just a joke?

This sentence clearly didn't take Liangyu Tianjiao in his eyes!

"The devil is arrogant!"

"It's so arrogant!"

"Huangwu, the **** vengeance of thousands of true immortals in my Yuxiao Immortal Territory, you have to pay with blood!"

The crowds of immortals and monks were full of enthusiasm, even if they were afraid of barbarous fame, they didn't care about anything at this time, and many people stood up one after another.

This time, Yuehua Jianxian was very smart and didn't say a word.

He vaguely felt something.

This Demon Realm Huangwu never looked at him from beginning to end.

But he always felt a panic, as if a catastrophe would be imminent at any time!

If it wasn't for the face, he could not wait to leave here now!

The martial artist did not find an excuse to target Yuehua Sword Immortal, and was not in a hurry.

He came today, not just for Mengyao and Yuehua Jianxian.

"Arabic."

At this moment, Shi Wunian spoke and asked slowly: "As far as I know, the prison guard is in your hands now?"

"So what?"

The martial arts deity didn't even glance at Shi Wunian, and asked rhetorically.

Shi Wunian took out a Zen stick from his storage bag, and said in a deep voice: "The prison guard is my Buddhist holy artifact, and it must not be spread. If you refuse to return the prison guard, don't blame my Buddhist monks and make concerted efforts. Suppress you!"

"Not bad!"

Yun Mubai also said loudly: "When dealing with the demon head of the Demon Realm, why bother to fight it alone? Everyone should attack it in groups, and it is the right way to kill this demon!"

The martial arts deity was expressionless.

The group of immortals and monks on the opposite side just wanted to attack him, but they wanted to find a good-sounding reason.

That's just right, he didn't need any reason to deal with Yuehua Sword Immortal.

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