Ninefold Supreme Heaven

Chapter 1008 Meng Jie's Piano Sound

Because the moment Wang Qiang opened his eyes, he realized that he was standing on the mountainside. Looking back, he found that the mountain was still standing, and everything that happened before was like a dream.

At this time, Wang Qiang stretched out his hand, and in his hand, he could still feel the faint warm aura that appeared on the white lotus before.

All of these indicate that just now was not a dream.

But if it wasn't a dream, why would the mountain peak return to normal, and the torrential rain before had already ended.

But if it was a dream, there were still two corpses lying at the entrance of the cave in the distance, and inside, Wang Qiang could also feel the aura of his battle with Mo Wentian.

Even before Wang Qiang climbed this mountain, everything that happened is vivid in his mind.

But all this dream-like illusion, did it really happen, or didn't happen.

And at this moment, Wang Qiang discovered that the memory of the little girl and that figure in his memory was slowly disappearing.

"He didn't want me to remember him, or that my strength is not enough."

At this time, not only Wang Qiang, but even Mo Wentian and those people who rushed over to the late stage of the eighth layer, the memory of the lotus was rapidly disappearing.

The others were very confused, but Mo Wentian clearly remembered that the person who seriously injured himself was Wang Qiang, and at this moment, his hatred for Wang Qiang reached an unprecedented peak.

Even in the face of the holy son in the sect, he has never been so powerless.

Moreover, the chaotic energy rippling around Wang Qiang made him feel deeply powerless, but at this moment he didn't even know what Wang Qiang's power was.

However, after losing Bai Lian, he knew that he would lose the qualification to fight Wang Qiang forever. At the same time, thinking of the hatred between Wang Qiang and that person, a conspiracy gradually rose from Mo Wentian's heart.

However, Wang Qiang at this time was doing something that Mo Wentian could never have imagined, and they didn't notice Bai Lian's disappearance at all.

However, Wang Qiang was carefully recalling the scene just now. He always felt that the lost memory had a huge relationship with him.

In the distance, many people who were forced out from the void by the white lotus envoy looked around blankly. They didn't know why they suddenly appeared here, but they still couldn't figure it out after thinking for a long time.

However, the news of Wang Qiang spread to his own sect, the Scarlet Star Sect, through Mo Wentian's mouth, which attracted the attention of one person.

"Wang Qiang, according to the news from Mo Wentian, he should be the one who killed my brother."

It was also on this day that a person walked out of the Scarlet Star Sect. When that person walked out, he appeared in front of everyone like a wild beast that couldn't control his fierce aura.

"Liu Xingbo, even Mo Wentian suffered a secret loss in his hands! It doesn't have to be his opponent. When you find him, let me know as soon as possible."

"Thank you Son."

However, just after that figure left Scarlet Star Sect, a hazy figure suddenly appeared in front of him, and as soon as that hazy figure appeared, Liu Xingbo's eyes showed a look of admiration!
However, after hearing Liu Xingbo's words, that figure slowly shook his head.

"How many times have I told you, when it's just you and me, call my name. Hey Brother, you must be careful."

And just as Liu Xingbo was talking about the holy son, when he finished speaking, that figure slowly dissipated, but in the Scarlet Star Sect, a gaze appeared.

The appearance of Liu Xingbo attracted the attention of the Red Star Sect, because in the Red Star East, Liu Xingbo is also a legend, but compared to Mo Wentian who is honored by him as the Holy Son, he is slightly inferior.

At this time, Wang Qiang was sitting cross-legged in front of the mountain, and he never left for three days and three nights, but he still couldn't remember what he had forgotten.

But he has a feeling that that memory has a great effect on him.

"Hey……"

In the end, Wang Qiang still realized that his memory had been completely sealed, and he couldn't recall all the previous events at all. However, he still remembered clearly about Mo Wentian.

"It seems that I have to inquire about this Scarlet Star Sect."

Just after Wang Qiang's words fell, he walked straight to the official road below, but shortly after Wang Qiang arrived at the official road, he heard a slight "rumbling" sound.

That voice was still very far away, if it weren't for the dense valleys here, maybe even Wang Qiang wouldn't be able to hear it clearly.

Originally, Wang Qiang didn't want to pay attention to the other party, but not long after, the slight sound of wheels gradually rang in Wang Qiang's ears. When he turned his head to look, he found another carriage appeared behind him.

But even if you look at it from a distance, it is just an ordinary carriage, even worse than the carriage used by the family of three before.

Seeing the other party rushing so anxiously, there might be something wrong, Wang Qiang had no choice but to go to the side of the official road, but at the next moment, he suddenly stopped and turned his head to look.

Because, just when Wang Qiang reached the edge of the official road, a melodious piano sound suddenly came from the carriage behind him. When the sound of the piano sounded, Wang Qiang felt that even the sun in the sky became warmer. a lot.

And beside him, many flowers, birds, fish and insects unexpectedly appeared, and when those flowers, birds, fish and insects appeared, Wang Qiang could even feel that those things that obviously did not exist seemed to really exist.

However, amidst the melodious sound of the zither, Wang Qiang didn't notice the other party's killing intent, presumably the other party just did it impromptu.

Unknowingly, Wang Qiang was immersed in the sound of the other party's piano, and he was a little fascinated by the relaxed feeling.

The artistic conception of the other party is definitely higher than that of the girl next to Emperor Qin. Just improvising can make people intoxicated, which is enough to explain the horror of the other party.

"Ding ding dong dong..."

A melodious zither sound gradually faded away, even after the other party left, Wang Qiang was still immersed in the other party's artistic conception, but at this moment, the zither sound suddenly stopped.

"Miss, that girl wants to yell at you because she is favored by Emperor Qin. She really doesn't know what to do."

"That girl's strength has skyrocketed recently, and she has developed her own artistic conception. Although the artistic conception is very weak, she will fully integrate into her own artistic conception in the near future. By then, it will not be so easy to defeat her."

"So, Miss, you want to..."

"Stop talking, walls have ears..."

And at this moment, a slight sound of conversation reached Wang Qiang's ears. Although the voice was weak, Wang Qiang could hear it very clearly.

Wang Qiang did not expect that in the carriage was Meng Jie, whom the girl had always regarded as her enemy. After hearing their conversation, Wang Qiang became even more curious.

Could it be that the man named Meng Jie fought with that girl again before, and only when he sensed that the other party's artistic conception was about to appear, did he ask for help.

However, Wang Qiang was very surprised who could actually help her in terms of artistic conception.

You know, everyone's artistic conception is completely different, but from the other party's words, it can be heard that there seems to be a person who can drive her artistic conception, and even make her artistic conception grow.

At this time, Wang Qiang's curiosity was even more aroused by the girl named Meng Jie, hanging far behind his carriage, completely forgetting that he didn't want to touch others lightly. At this moment, he was full of curiosity .

"Um……"

But at this moment, Wang Qiang followed that Meng Jie, and entered the depths of the mountain. For several days, Wang Qiang did not notice anyone's presence.

But at this moment, the carriage had already stopped.

The moment the carriage stopped, Wang Qiang felt a faint uneasiness in his heart, and the moment that uneasiness appeared, Wang Qiang even rushed towards the distant mountains and forests.

"Ding……"

At this moment, a clear and pleasant voice sounded from Wang Qiang's ears. The moment the voice sounded, Wang Qiang felt that there was a sound of steel breaking when he was right next to his ears!

"Boom boom boom..."

But within ten feet around Wang Qiang, no matter whether it was mountains, rocks, flowers, plants or trees, they all exploded in an instant.

The moment the mountain rock exploded, it rolled directly towards Wang Qiang's body.

The endless flowers, plants and trees seemed to have turned into a weapon made of fine steel. Almost instantly, Wang Qiang was enveloped in thousands of attacks.

"Girl, you misunderstood..."

And just after Wang Qiang's words fell, the attacks transformed by mountains, rocks and trees flooded towards Wang Qiang.

Vaguely, Wang Qiang saw, a hundred feet away from him, a girl in white was playing the piano slowly, but the cold light in the girl's eyes made him shudder.

"Follow me all the way, I really don't dare to kill you, if you can't give me a reason that I can accept today, you have only one dead end."

"Ding ding ding dong..."

And just after Meng Jie's words fell, the sound of the zither became more rapid in Wang Qiang's ear, and Wang Qiang vaguely saw, even in the sky, faint golden thunders appeared.

I am afraid that this person named Meng Jie has even surpassed Wang Qiang in terms of artistic conception.

At this moment, Wang Qiang is only in harmony with the world, but Meng Jie can already control the surrounding environment.

And right after Meng Jie's words fell, the attacks transformed by the surrounding mountains, rocks, plants and trees still surged towards Wang Qiang. As the attacks passed, the fierce attacks pierced through the space, and the ear-piercing sounds continued to impact Wang Qiang.

At that moment, Wang Qiang felt that his body was about to be torn apart by those attacks, and he never thought that this person named Meng Jie could erupt such terrifying fighting power just by relying on the sound of the piano.

"Ding ding ding dong..."

And at those moments when the dragon body was attacked, a layer of chaotic color appeared on Wang Qiang's body surface. When the chaotic color appeared, the incomparable attack landed on it, and there were bursts of crisp sounds. The sound of gold and iron.

The moment the sound sounded, Wang Qiang felt that he was in the midst of a violent storm, and even his body was a little out of control.

PS: The pit will be finished soon, the saplings have been planted, hehehe...

(End of this chapter)