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Chapter forty-eight(2/2)

"My ears!"

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In Liangjing, there were not only the people, but countless cultivators also covered their ears and suffered in great pain.

The million-dollar long sword storm swept through Yanjing and washed away towards the Immortal Palace.

The Qiqin servants all showed horror, and they played the piano in their hands faster and faster. "Buzz!"

Under the sound of the seven-person piano, it seemed like a huge hemispherical shield formed, blocking the front of the Immortal Palace.

"Boom!"

The long sword storm slashed over the hemispherical shield, making a shocking sound, which rushed to the sky and suppressed everything.

The huge storm of sounds and waves washed each other, and the people were dying. All the practitioners of the Jing Realm rolled over with satisfaction. The practitioners of the Qi Realm also covered their heads in pain and wanted to escape, but at this moment,

Where can I escape? When the earth is shaking, if it soars into the sky, it will be impacted by more sound waves, and there are cultivators who vomit blood and fall to the ground.

"Puff!" "Puff!"...

All the Qiqin servants vomited blood on the guqin, obviously they couldn't stand it anymore.

"Hahahaha, I have a stronger person. I still call myself the Seven-Qin Shishi?" Wang Zhu said with a blunt smile.

At this time, Mr. Wen Ruo also arrived at the Immortal Palace.

"Mr. Wenruo, play the piano!" Gu Yue shouted.

Although the Holy Son of Gu Yue was not afraid of the sound of the piano, it was the battle of their respective subordinates at this moment. The Holy Son of Gu Yue was still staring at Yao Tianshang, so it was inconvenient to take action.

"Son of the Holy Son, I am not good at the guqin! Do my best!" Mr. Wen Ruo said with a wry smile.

While speaking, Mr. Wen Ruo also took out a guqin and sat cross-legged.

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong..."!

Mr. Wen Ruo's piano sounds together, and the seven zithers served as a god, and his original defeat was slightly relieved.

As the sound of Wen Ruo's piano sounds came out, and the original shield was strengthened a lot. But he could only defend.

"Ah!" Jiu Jiansheng and others said in pain.

"Like Huo Guang, the seal of the Ming King is not moved!" Yan Chuan taught.

"Yes!" The Seven Swordsman, Jiu Jiansheng, all of them were painfully and quickly learned from Huo Guang to pinch the Ming Wang Seal.

Because of the strong will of the emperor in his previous life, Yan Chuan was able to eliminate all the magical sounds.

Pingshan Tower was shaking around the earth, but Pingshan Tower was becoming more and more stable.

Yan Chuan looked around in surprise.

There are all the practitioners rolling all over the floor around Pingshan Tower, but there is an exception.

Because all the screens inside the Pingshan Building collapsed, Yan Chuan saw a window not far away, and a man in black robe was sitting safely.

On the black robe, there were blue clouds and smoke embroidered, which looked extremely mysterious.

The man sat at the window, holding a glass of wine, drinking while enjoying the battle between the two sides.

And at the feet of the man in black robe, Yan Chuan saw a round wheel.

Around the round wheel, the Bagua pattern appeared. The round wheel seemed to come out of thin air, slowly rotating, and the entire Pingshan Tower became more and more stable.

"Feng Shui Master?" Yan Chuan's eyes lit up.

Stepping on the ground into a wheel! This is not an ordinary Feng Shui master. With Yan Chuan's vicious gaze, he could see the calmness and strength of this person at a glance.

Taking a deep breath, Yan Chuan stepped forward.

"I am Yan Chuan, please ask your name!" Yan Chuan said solemnly.

The man in black robe with clouds embroidered on his clothes was wrapped in a black robe, unable to see his face clearly, and he was still drinking with good wine.

"I am Yan Chuan, please ask your name!" Yan Chuan said solemnly here.

At this time, the man in black robe looked at Yan Chuan slightly, but the brim of the hat was extremely dark, and he looked like an abyss, and could not see his face clearly.

"Jing Realm?" The man in black robe's voice was slightly hoarse.

"I am Yan Chuan, please ask your name!" Yan Chuan smiled again.

"If you can persevere until the end, I will tell you!" The man in black robe said hoarsely.

"You are aware of that king spider?" Yan Chuan said curiously.

"I don't know it, but I've seen him killing the Void Realm with this piano. Wang Zhu was originally a hero, but he didn't expect to surrender to Yao Tianshang!" The man in black robe said in a deep voice.

"Your Excellency, can I sit down and have a drink?" Yan Chuan said with a smile.

"With the cultivation level of the essence, you can resist this demon sound, so you can also be considered a character, just sit down!" said the man in black robe.

PS: Thank you for your reminder. At this moment, the Jinyi Army is indeed less than three thousand, but the difference is almost the same. For the convenience of reading, I still use three thousand. This is the general number, and what to wait for.

The sky is three thousand away, and it is changed to a new number.
Chapter completed!
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