Chapter 154: The Second Battle of the Six Paths, Demon (Three)

The ultimate attack purpose of spiritual magic is to cause the opponent's mental breakdown and mental paralysis. Ye Yinzhu took a deep breath, stared at the numerous Fergusons in front of him, and began his performance.

His hands fluctuated gently on the Haiyue Qinghui piano, and the gentle sound of the piano quietly rang. A circle of lilac halo dissipated around with Ye Yinzhu's body as the center. Without deliberate control, the soft piano music turned into beautiful rhythms, which naturally spilled out as his eight fingers played with his hands.

The moment the piano sounded, the illusions around him had nothing to do with Ye Yinzhu, and his heart was completely immersed in his own piano music. Since the beginning of learning the piano, he had achieved nothing else outside of the piano when playing.

The left hand turns into autumn osmanthus facing the wind, and the right hand flows in the valley. The song "Green Water" seems to make people enter the warm spring in this cold winter. The rhythm rises and falls, and the range of control happens to be in the entire phantom. This piano piece has no intention of attacking. Ferguson, who is extremely sensitive to the spirit, clearly felt the admiration in this piano piece. He knew that this was Ye Yinzhu showing respect to him.

"We are enemies now." Ferguson's voice sounded from all directions at the same time. Every word was clear, but it slashed hard on Ye Yinzhu's piano music like a sharp sword. Although Ferguson had some research on magical magic, he was not familiar with piano magic. However, his sensitivity to spiritual fluctuations was the experience of decades of hard practice. In just seven words, the ones he chose were the weakest part of the mental fluctuations in this song "Green Water" radiated the weakest part of the mental fluctuations. It was like a morning bell and evening drum that shocked the entire piano music.

Ye Yinzhu's whole body shook violently, and her face turned pale. The forced interruption of the Qin music by mental power caused a huge wave to stir up his spiritual sea. With a wow sound, a mouthful of blood was spewed out and he slowly raised his head.

All the "Ferguson" around him were looking at him coldly. At this moment, there was no longer any warmth in Ferguson's eyes.

Ye Yinzhu sighed. "Teacher, I'm sorry." The surrounding scene changed again, and Ferguson suddenly disappeared at this moment. The mental fluctuations in the air became a big net, stimulating Ye Yinzhu's spiritual imprint from all directions.

In an instant, Ye Yinzhu seemed to see the scene of being sneak attacked by the Florida Kingdom Blood Guard in the seven-nation seven-dragon ranking battle again. He saw the Five Hundred Death Warriors tragically died because of the opponent's sneak attack, and also saw the forty-three Five Hundred Death Magicians who looked at death when burning their lives.

This is his inner world. Ye Yinzhu knew that what he saw at this time was the most profound thing in his soul imprint.

"Buzz——" The flowing spring in the valley of the right hand turned into a stunning attack with a powerful explosion sounded in the Haiyue Qinghui piano on Ye Yinzhu's hand. The illusion in front of him suddenly became a little blurred due to the sound of the piano. The next moment, the Haiyue Qinghui piano in Ye Yinzhu's hand had been replaced with a magical waterfall continuous pearl piano.

As soon as the orange-yellow person appeared, it brought a sad aura. Ye Yinzhu said lightly: "Diet brothers, I will not let you die in vain. Let my piano music send you a ride, and your souls will be comfortable when the enemy's blood dyed the earth red." As he said, his hands quickly slid across the waterfalls with his hands, and a strange sound appeared. It seemed that it was not the buzzing sound of the piano. It was like a sob crying sound, and the tear-jerking and impactful sound suddenly rang.

The sob crying sound was the sound of countless trembling and mixing strings. When Ye Yinzhu was learning this technique, it took him three months. The song "The Cry of the Night" was like the sadness in the night, and like the deepest cry of the soul. It turned into countless purple halos around Ye Yinzhu's body and floated away. Wherever each halo passed, everything around it would become a little illusory. The sad and beautiful piano music was tear-jerking, and the illusions in front of him seemed to be changing.

"Born--." A low shout sounded, and Ye Yinzhu's mind was instantly drowsy, and his hands playing the piano stopped again. The strong spiritual impact almost broke through his spiritual sea. What a strong spiritual impact. He really deserves to be his teacher!

The second piano piece was forcibly interrupted again, and the illusion in front of me became clear again, but the illusion turned into another scene.

Without iron-blooded killing, there was only peace. There were yellow sand around him, and Ye Yinzhu's defense returned to the place where he fought with the Black Phoenix for the first time in the ranking battle of the Seven Kingdoms and Seven Dragons. A dark figure was circling around his body, and the sharp dagger threatened his life at any time.

Ye Yinzhu did not dodge or block it. This was a magical battle, and he knew that if he used martial arts to block the attack in this illusion, then he would have lost.

Soon, Ye Yinzhu saw the blood and felt an extremely strong sting. The trembling spirit made him clearly see the cold eyes of the black phoenix. The bloodthirsty gaze seemed to be about to swallow him, and the dark dagger kept passing through his body, bringing blood lines.

Suddenly, the illusion was frozen, and the black phoenix almost stopped when it hit her body, and the black dagger in her hand also stopped on her throat.

Ye Yinzhu endured the severe pain all over her body, "Do you want to kill me?"

The black phoenix said coldly: "We are enemies. Either you die or I die. Goodbye." As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Yinzhu suddenly felt a chill on his neck. It seemed as if the black dagger had passed by his neck. Then, blood swelled out, and the almost exhausted sense of release seemed to make everything go to darkness.

However, Ye Yinzhu smiled, and at this time he smiled.

Everything around him lit up. Ye Yinzhu's piano sounded at some point. A faint piano sound kept sprinkling out in his hands, but circles of purple halos fell on the same figure.

Ferguson's body was shrouded by the circles of divine sound auras, and his mental power was completely limited to these dazzling halos. His old eyes were confused, and he stared at Ye Yinzhu's direction through the purple halo. He didn't understand why Ye Yinzhu was about to collapse in the pain outlined by his mental power. The last blow of the illusion was so perfect again, but Ye Yinzhu's mind could be separated in an instant. He could not understand why this was, at least he believed that it was impossible to win again under such a disadvantage.

"Teacher, you lost." Ye Yinzhu barely stood up from the ground, and waves of weak feeling in his brain continued to invade his body, but the hands playing on the guqin never stopped, and the circles of divine sound aura also fell accurately on Ferguson.

"Why?" Ferguson still asked his doubts.

Ye Yinzhu sighed lightly, "Teacher, I am indeed not as good as you in spiritual magic. The staff in your hand should also be a magical tool. With his amplitude, your mental power has far exceeded me. Although my own mental power is stable enough, your wave after wave of impact still makes me collapse at any time, and it is even extremely difficult to complete the piano music. This is the gap between the teacher and the student. From the moment you stepped onto the battlefield, the battle between us has begun. Every word, every voice, every look you say is an attack on me, I am right."

Ferguson nodded and said, "No, do you remember? I once told you that the spiritual magician needs to use all situations to invade the other party's spiritual world. Once the other party's spirit is controlled by himself, then he will also die in his spiritual world. But what I don't understand is that your spiritual world has been clearly broken by me, and I have mastered everything in your spiritual world. Why did I still lose?"

Ye Yinzhu showed a faint smile on her face, "Because, the spiritual sea you quietly invaded is something I have prepared for you."

Ferguson's face changed and he said in surprise: "Can it be..."

Ye Yinzhu nodded and said, "That's right, it's the layering of the sea of ​​spirit. When I saw that the opponent in this second battle was you, I knew that my divine sound magic could not be fully effective. So, I was ready. You still underestimated my control over the spirit and my mastery of spiritual magic."

Ferguson was stunned for a moment and smiled bitterly: "You kid, you are so bold. Even I don't dare to easily layer your spiritual sea. Do you know that if you see through it by the other party, you will not have a chance to make a comeback. Moreover, the burden caused by spiritual layering is also unbearable."

Ye Yinzhu smiled bitterly and said, "That's why I was injured under your mental impact attack. Because most of my mental power is concentrated on the spiritual layering. Many things you see in my divided spiritual world are real, or 99% of the content are my actual experience. If this is not the case, it is impossible to hide from your keen awareness. I just ignored something in this layered spiritual sea and preserved my spiritual origin in another small part of the separation. At the last moment, the black phoenix in the illusion launched an attack on me.
Chapter completed!