As if he sensed Shi Xiaole's gaze, Qinsou looked at Shi Xiaole and laughed: "I haven't seen you for many years, so the little baby is fine! I asserted that you can't live for too long, but now I think about it, it's too ridiculous. Of course, if you want to blame the old liar, it's all his fault!"

The Qinshou pointed at the old man with cloth robe.

The old man with cloth robe smiled bitterly and said, "Brother Shi, this old guy likes to blame him. Don't believe him."

The blind old man in the middle shook his head and said helplessly: "Two, don't be busy fighting first. It's just right to grab Brother Shi's things back."

After saying this, both the Qinshou and the old man with cloth robe all turned cold.

Vacation...

The sound of the piano suddenly changed from extreme quiet to extreme movement, and the void was filled with solemn and murderous intentions. The Qin Old Master's five fingers were flying. Every time he flicked, countless swords rushed towards the ancestor of the Demon Sect, leaving fine light marks behind.

"Son Qin, what can you do to me? I'll sway the clutches!"

The ancestor of the Demon Sect was not afraid, and changed his single palm to two palms, squeezing the world.

At the same time.

The blind old man slowly pulled the erhu. Waves of transparent ripples spread out, and each transparent ripples were divided into countless layers.

Some contain water and fire, some are covered with wind, rain, thunder and lightning, and some evolve into swords, guns, swords and halberds, layer by layer, like countless worlds that want to trap people in it.

"roll!"

Xuanyuan Lang's weapon is a knife. The sword light slashed, and everything was gone, and a large ripples in the world were broken, but the sword light was also consumed by the power in it, and its power continued to weaken.

The old man with cloth robe had a quick hand, and these hands were slender and powerful. Perhaps because of his fortune-telling for many years, he had an unfathomable smell.

With his hand swept, three breaths fell from the sky above the cliff, covering Emperor Wu, Zhang Xiangfeng, Meng Xiaoliu and Shi Xiaoba. The four originally disabled people soon recovered from their injuries and their limbs were as intact as before.

"The breath of life?"

Shi Xiaole has been wondering why he did not encounter the breath of life that appeared on the Creation Platform along the way. Now he knows that there must be another world above the Nineteen Peaks.

"Can you actually use the power of a loophole in the land of creation?"

The other five masters in the South China Sea were shocked.

You should know that the land of creation is extremely mysterious, and with their pseudo-empty Yuan realm strength, they didn’t come as soon as they wanted to. The reason why they were able to enter this time was because the three lands of creation were about to merge, so there were flaws.

Qinsou said nothing wrong. If it weren't for this matter, not only would they not be able to get in, Shi Xiaole would have already obtained the Stone of Creation.

While curing Emperor Wu and the other three, the old man in cloth robe threw out a copper Bagua from his sleeve. The Bagua was about the size of an adult's palm and divided into eight circles inside and outside. In between, a bunch of golden light as thick as a finger penetrated straight into the sky.

Next moment!

The surging force was like water from the drainage gate, rushing from above to the remaining four people in the South China Sea.

"So what if you can use the land of creation? One against four, what do you think you are?"

The owner of Bai Zhan Tower, Bai Zhan Emperor smiled softly.

His weapon was a long whip, six feet and three inches long, covered with diamond-shaped spikes. As his wrist trembled, the Qi swept out in units of diamond-shaped spikes.

The other three also used their own magical skills. For a time, the shadow of whip, axe light, hook light, and halberd force broke through the air one after another, forming a torrent of light to shake the light of creation.

Wait pounds...

The extremely powerful force made many masters present sway. Those who were weaker had their faces red and their throats were covered with blood. This was under the conscious control of the nine masters.

After all, they all have people from the same domain to protect them. If they really have to do anything, no one can bear the consequences.

Dingdengdeng.

The old man in cloth robe took three steps in a row, and his palms trembled.

Although he is proficient in formations and can mobilize the power of the land of creation, he is only a very small part of it. Otherwise, it would be fine to easily kill the six masters in the South China Sea.

"You three people want to grab the stone of creation, and they are delusional and kill!"

Another pseudo-Kongyuan Realm master in Bai Zhanlou laughed and slashed at the old man with a thousand pounds of axe.

"Destiny Star Luo!"

The old man with cloth robe waved his hands, and the eight circles on the copper Bagua each showed different lusters, and suddenly magnified dozens of times, just like a kaleidoscope cross section. The axe light slashed on it, consuming five colors of red, orange, yellow, green, and green, and was also melted.

Kick!

But the attacks of the other three people also arrived. The blue and purple halo was shattered, and finally the black halo was moved to another direction with the old man in the cloth robe.

"This guy's method is not simple."

The face of the Hundred Wars Emperor changed slightly.

The old man with cloth robe may not be very strong, but he combined martial arts with formations and took a new path, which is the most strange and unpredictable.

If he were an old man in cloth robe, he would not have been able to block the attack just now.

Everyone was amazed at the power of the three masters in Dongsheng Continent, and Shi Xiaole's heart was also filled with ups and downs.

He once thought that Qinsou and the blind old man were both masters of Kongyuan realm, but now it seems that he is too overestimating. No, he should be underestimating the power of Kongyuan realm.

From ancient times to the present, only a few masters of Kongyuan Realm have appeared in history? There are not many records of the power of Kongyuan Realm even in classics.

The pseudo-Cun Yuan Realm is an invincible master!

From this perspective, in the Battle of Wuyuan Palace, the blue-clothed masked man was called out to have the combat power of the Kongyuan realm, which was quite scary.

But the old man Wuyuan who is less than the taboo level can use the Wuyuan Formation to barely compete with the masters of the Kongyuan Realm. How powerful is the Wuyuan Formation?

All this comes down to the old man who planted the flying immortal mark on himself (Chapter 355). The master he mentioned seemed to be the real master of Wuyuan Palace, what kind of person is that?

When Shi Xiaole was thinking a lot, the battlefield began to be divided into different levels.

"Sword and piano domain!"

A seven-stringed lyre was crossing in the air, and the Qinshou played both hands. Because the speed was too fast, the entire surface of the piano was filled with hand shadows. Each hand shadow burst out with thousands of phantoms of swords, densely packed, forming a world, trapping the ancestor of the Demon Sect in it.

"Slay the world!"

A burst of energy rushed out of the body of the ancestor of the Demon Sect. From a distance, it looked like a large piece of thick mercury, and wherever it spread, the phantom of the sword was ruthlessly wiped out.

"I want to do anything to me just a trick."

The sneer has not fallen yet, but there is a loud noise!

In the sword world, the Qi and the Qi and the Qi and the Qi and the Qi and the Qi and the Qi and the Qi and the Qi and the Qi and the Qi and the Qi and the hilt are exactly connected to the Qin Sou's fingers.

As Qinsou gently tweaked the fifth string.

Whoosh!

The sword breaks through the sky, so fast that the void cannot be kept.

The ancestor of the Demon Slaying Sect was shocked, but he was a world-class master, and his skills were at the top of his head. At the critical moment, he slapped the sword energy away in a thrilling manner.

"Can you hide?"

Just now, I pulled the fifth string, but now I completely let go. The last syllable fell. As Qin Sou sighed, a transparent mushroom cloud exploded, wrapping the ancestor of the Demon Sect.

This is the power of the piano sound, unpredictable and illusory. All the previous sword attacks were for the purpose of accumulating momentum at this moment, and the killing was even better than the sword!

Puff puff puff...

It was like a thousand knives were cut into pieces. The ancestor of the Demon Sect roared angrily, and he didn't know how many places he had cut open all over his body. The blood was like heavy rain, pouring down.

The old man who plays the piano is not playing the piano, but his life.

If Qinsou's killing move is imaginative and covers a layer of poetic cloth on the blood, then the blind old man's methods will be much monotonous and straightforward, but also much more cruel.

His movements of playing the erhu gradually accelerated, and layers of ripples spread out, attacking Xuanyuan Lang frantically. There was no defense, no change, because there was no need for defense and change.

Xuanyuan Lang was able to resist at first, but when he arrived at the back, his move speed could not keep up. His attack was like a big rock smashing into the lake. Even if a large ripples were shattered, it would soon be flooded by more ripples, endless.

"Slay the gods and demons with one sword!"

Retreat frantically, Xuanyuan Lang waved his sword hard, and the sword light slashed a deep and long gully in the ocean of Qi Jin. When he was ten feet away from the blind old man, he was extinguished by Qi Jin.

The blind old man's movements were not affected at all. Soon after, Xuanyuan Lang was swallowed by the energy due to his great power consumption and let out a shocking scream.

The flesh on Xuanyuan Lang's body was like noodles, cut off one by one, but no blood flowed out. This creeping picture is deeply imprinted in everyone's heart.

This is a murderous erhu, and the master pulled out a death song.

"Old ancestor..."

Xuanyuan Di clenched his fists.

"You want to snatch back the stone of creation, you are delusional!"

Although he was severely injured, Xuanyuan Lang also took this opportunity to successfully get rid of the blind old man's control. He opened his mouth and showed a silent cruel smile.

Because he noticed that the old man in cloth robe retreated step by step and was beaten to the point of vomiting blood, and could no longer hold back the four people, and there would be reinforcements soon.

But at this moment!

Bang!

Someone took action in secret.

A mysterious black pattern appeared and turned into a vivid black spider outline. The spider silk was spitting out. Although Xuanyuan Lang stopped it in time, one of the spider silks was still penetrated through the body, bringing up a gray stone, and falling into the hands of the black spider.

The black spider twisted and turned into an old man in black robe with a gloomy expression. He was one of the five pseudo-announced masters from Miaojiang.
To be continued...