Daoying

Chapter 649: The Hidden Place (30): Twelve Leji
The light swept across the star's body lightly, and the ripples of music dissipated.

But the sound of the flute was always lingering in my ears and even in my sea of ​​consciousness.

Not only him, but all the cultivators in the battlefield were affected by this music. The sea cultivators began to show negative characteristics, while the human cultivators showed positive effects.

It was not a simple racial division. The cultivators of the Lingbo and Guming tribes, as well as the divine slaves in the nameless divine treasure, also showed positive effects. Their injuries recovered faster, their bodies became lighter, their consciousness became sharper, and five-tone feather patterns appeared between their eyebrows.

The hostile sea cultivators were filled with negative emotions, their anger increased, their injuries worsened, their bodies became clumsy, and "Palace" marks appeared between their brows.

The Emperor of Sound's control was directed and precise at every person.

Xing pointed with his battle blade and shouted angrily: "Kill this man with all your strength!"

The appearance of the Emperor of Sound brought him great uneasiness. First of all, the other party was a cultivator at the end of the Spiritual Transformation stage. Secondly, he was good at large-scale attack spells. What also annoyed him was that the Ice Nest was still running. God knew who would come next.

Since the ice nest cannot be broken in a short period of time, the only thing to do is to speed up the cleanup of the battlefield.

Several cultivators in the late and final stages of the Spiritualization Realm disappeared from their original positions one after another and moved sideways to the location where the Emperor of Sound was.

Suddenly, the sound of the flute changed, and twelve shadowy figures of musicians floated out of the flute holes of the Emperor of Sound. Some of them held chimes in their arms and struck them, causing the ground to rise into mountains a hundred feet high, or turn into a quicksand abyss.

Some held jade flutes in their hands, and when they played them, musical thorns grew out of the void, spreading wildly and tearing the space apart.

Some of them placed a Jiaoweiqin on their knees, and when they plucked the strings, a pattern of five phoenixes formed. Wherever they passed, sonic booms and rain of fire appeared.

Some beat the Kuiniu war drum, and every drumbeat distorted the gravity field, causing the cultivators' blood to churn and their meridians to reverse.

The twelve musicians, each holding a musical instrument, surrounded the Emperor of Music with various expressions, forming a large formation.

"The Heavenly Sound Reversal Five Elements Formation?"

Xie Huan's eyes lit up. This formation was based on the same principles as his Great Zhoutian Reversed Five Elements Sword Formation, except that it was all transformed by music.

Now, it is being performed by a cultivator at the end of the Spiritual Transformation stage. It can directly suppress the entire scene, and one person can block a million soldiers.

The several sea clan monks who were close to the Emperor of Sound were all blocked by the music and trapped in it.

One of the divine slaves carried a huge sword on his back, made of unknown material. He took it out and slashed forward. Nine starlights lit up on it, and then the sky collapsed and the earth sank. Countless screams of divine consciousness came out from it, interweaving with the heavenly music of the twelve musicians.

Another sea tribe leader, with ten thousand year old ice silk wrapped around his ten fingers, shouted softly: "Break!"

Thousands of icy threads shot out like strings, cutting all the heavenly sounds apart.

The other people trapped in the formation also took action. Some directly performed blood sacrifices, and a sea of ​​blood rolled over the sky. Some summoned the Five Elements Demon Wars, which were not affected by the sound waves and rushed towards the Emperor of Sound. Some specifically took out chime stones and struck them on the spot to disrupt the heavenly music.

The sound of the Emperor of Music's flute changed, and the twelve musicians moved along with it. The melody in the air turned into a wall of mountains and rivers, a golden spear that broke the formation, a water mirror that sealed the sky, and a fire seal that burned the dead.

The sky suddenly became chaotic.

The core battlefield of the war suddenly revolved around the Emperor of Sound.

"The seven emperors will arrive soon, everyone hold on to the battlefield!"

Xue Ning shouted loudly, turned into a stream of light and rushed towards the sky to rescue the Emperor of Sound.

In fact, everyone knows that the Seven Emperors are not under the control of the Holy Island, and whether they come or not is entirely up to them.

But after shouting like that, the momentum still rose a bit.

Xie Huan controlled the sword formation and rushed towards the Tianyin formation.

He was familiar with this formation. As long as he entered the formation and with the help of Tianyin's cover, he could exert greater combat power.

Suddenly, a bright blood light appeared in the void not far away. A figure was blown apart and turned into a huge blood gas, which was instantly sucked away, leaving only the remnants of a powerful soul floating in the air.

"Yiyun!"

Jian Chun and others roared in grief and anger.

It was Yiyun, one of the Five Heroes of the Holy Island, a cultivator at the end of the Spiritual Transformation stage. He was besieged to death, and all his flesh and blood and spiritual energy were sucked away by one of the Yuanti God Slaves.

The Yuanti God Slave was of an unknown race, with a sinister little face on his forehead, spitting out blood. He originally had a pair of bone wings behind him, which were now wrapped in a creepy red light, as if flesh and blood were about to grow back. Not only Yiyun, top cultivators on the human race side began to be killed one after another.

With the appearance of the Emperor of Sound, the counterattack of the sea clan became more fierce, accelerating the bloodiness of the battlefield.

Moreover, Xing Jian was unable to break the ice nest, so he simply left it alone, returned to the battlefield, and killed the Sound Emperor.

The Tianyin inverted five elements formation was quickly broken, and all the twelve musicians were destroyed.

The white robe of the Emperor of Music rolled in the air, and a large amount of music turned into thousands of troops, killing the enemy, but it could only hold out for a few breaths before being completely wiped out.

Xie Huan began to feel anxious. If they continued to fight, their entire army would be wiped out soon. And at this moment in Tiangong Pavilion… he discovered that many chains had been broken, with only thirteen chains left, which were still being pulled desperately and could all break at any time.

Suddenly, an extremely dangerous aura appeared, covering the entire battlefield, and everyone's minds froze.

This smell is not unfamiliar.

"Oh no! It's Chao!"

Jian Chun screamed in panic.

An unmatched force came like a torrent from distant time and space.

"Chao Zu!"

The sea people and others were all ecstatic.

"Boom!"

Half of the sky exploded like glass, and huge waves rolled up the world, crossing the battlefield for thousands of miles.

The Emperor of Sound, who had always been calm and composed, changed his expression for the first time. The torrent was directly targeting him. Chao's figure emerged from the waves, with his hands in seals, stepping on the waves, and looking at him teasingly.

The Emperor of Music flipped his right hand, took out a green flute, placed it across his lips, and played a piece of ancient musical formation, while stepping on the Nine Palaces of Heavenly Music.

Nine layers of bronze sound barriers were erected on the formation diagram, and star-breaking blades with a hundred thousand syllable changes were suspended around them.

"Boom!"

The torrent of the tide hit the sound barrier, but it only lasted for a moment before it was completely shattered, turning into musical lines that were wrapped around the Hundred Thousand Broken Star Blades and rushed into the torrent.

"Little tricks."

Chao put down his handprint with disdain and pushed forward with one hand.

All those star-breaking blades and musical lines were blocked and then shattered.

"Sound Emperor!"

Jian Chun roared, and a huge sword energy came across the sky, splitting the huge waves, and together with Yin Huang, he blocked the torrent.

"Boom!—"

The two were hit by Shui Yuan at the same time and were severely knocked away.

Everyone was shocked. The two monks who were at the end of the Spiritual Transformation stage were actually shocked to the point of vomiting blood and flying backwards in the air.

Fortunately, Emperor Yin was fine. Although he was seriously injured, he was still able to keep his body steady and quickly made hand gestures to stop in mid-air.

Jian Chun was covered in wounds due to fighting for too long, and could not withstand the attack. He was almost unconscious and lost control of his flight.

Xue Ning appeared directly behind him, caught him, and with an anxious look on her face, she tried her best to heal his injuries.

"No need to do anything useless. You're all going to die anyway."

Chao laughed cruelly, collected all the water elements in the sky, and appeared clearly in front of everyone.

(End of this chapter)