A cold wind lifted Ling Tianyu's robe, standing proudly, handsome and chic, his eyes were slowly closed, his mouth was full of bone and soul flute, his heart was empty, he forgot about the harassment around him, and the sound of a long flute echoed.

The sound of the flute is crisp and melodious, clear and melodious. Like a breeze blowing on the body, taking away a piece of dust, washing the foothills of the heart, the cheerful and passionate flute sound is as crisp as the pure stream.

Suddenly, it was as if flowers were blooming all over the heart, making people intoxicated and excited, and the more beautiful sound of the flute was even better than the sound of the piano, which made the emperor and blood appreciate it again.

Sky Cry also withdrew the soul technique, but followed to enjoy the beautiful flute sound. For the sound of the flute had no distractions, nor was it hostile to them.

It's just that what shocked Tianwee was that the sound of the flute, which was against the sound of the piano, actually came out of Ling Tianyu's mouth, it was so beautiful and touching.

It was really shocking, he couldn't have imagined that Ling Tianyu was still a soul sound master with profound cultivation.

"Soul Sound!?"

The faces of the Night Spirit and the Night Wind were extremely shocked, and their mouths were almost closed. Listening to the crisp sound of the flute, they even had a feeling of fascination. Originally, their contempt for Ling Tianyu was a little more dignified at this moment.

Of course, the night poison was even more surprising.

Although it was only a prelude at the beginning, whether it was in terms of the attainment of rhythm and instrument, Ling Tianyu's cultivation was not weaker than the night poison, and there was even a faint tendency to be superior.

When the chess met the opponent, the night poison also competed with Ling Tianyu.

The ten fingers of the night poison flexibly plucked on the strings, and the original pleasant sound of the piano suddenly became piercing, carrying a stream of invisible evil soul power, forcing towards the sound of the flute.

Ling Tianyu did not move at all, immersed in the middle, not disturbed by the outside world, stabilizing his mind, his purple hair fluttering, and he was leisurely blowing the bone soul flute. The cheerful sound of the flute seems to be light, but it just dissolves the trace of evil piano sound.

"How is that possible!?"

Night Poison was secretly shocked, he couldn't imagine that Ling Tianyu was so young, and his soul sound attainment was so powerful, with his hundreds of years of soul sound cultivation, he couldn't even restrain Ling Tianyu.

Actually, this is also normal.

The power of the Soul Slayer Demon Song has even surpassed the realm of the mortal realm.

The night spirit and the night wind were even more terrifying, although the sound of the flute was not particularly loud, but it made people feel that the sound of the flute had overshadowed the sound of the piano, and invisibly produced some kind of soul power, stabbing their souls.

Night Poison gritted his teeth fiercely, furious, and he was going to die with Ling Tianyu.

And then!

Night Poison became crazy, and his ten fingers quickly plucked the strings, and there was a sound like an angry wave crashing on the shore, as if there were thousands of troops wielding sharp weapons to kill the flute.

Ling Tianyu's face was like a crown of jade, his clothes were fluttering, he was facing the wind in all directions, he was arrogant and arrogant, and the whole person seemed to be going to ride the wind fairy, and he was really indescribably chic and detached.

Suddenly!

The sound of the flute became excited, like a wild roll of the sea, and in the face of the fierce sound of the piano, it rushed mightily. The two rhythms of attacking with powerful soul power are not to be outdone.

Everyone enjoyed these two wonderful sounds, as if two thousands of armies had appeared in their minds, fighting fiercely on the battlefield, the scene was huge, the murderous atmosphere was monstrous, the battle was rolling, and the blood in their hearts couldn't help but boil.

This moment!

In the midst of the beautiful tune, everyone present has even forgotten everything, reveled in it, and could not extricate themselves.

Even the poisons around are listening quietly, as if the whole shijie is quiet, only the wonderful tune, as if the whole shijie is listening, are addicted.

Ling Tianyu was graceful and arrogant in the sky, becoming more and more engrossed, and even more leisurely, entering a wonderful artistic conception, and the flute began to penetrate into a trace of emotion.

Suddenly!

The sound of the flute began to change, containing all kinds of constant emotions, and rushed out of the flute.

The sound of the flute, sometimes brisk, makes people feel comfortable; Sometimes sorrowful, like crying, intermittent, like a sad person crying. Sometimes it becomes majestic, impassioned and full of stirring notes.

Then, the sound of the flute became low again, like a ghost wind in the abyss of sin, cold and cold, and there was an extreme darkness in the flute, which aroused the fear in the bottom of my heart.

"Huh!?"

The night poison was shocked, the sweat on his back was dripping, and the beads of sweat on his face fell like rain, and his twitching face couldn't help but turn pale. But Night Poison still bit his lips so hard that he even wanted to bite his lips. The arrogance in his heart and his unyielding bones made Night Poison crazy.

"No, it won't! There's no way the old man could lose to a human brat! Night Poison screamed wildly in his heart, his pale face became extremely hideous, and bursts of terrifying evil qi were emitted from his body, and the plucking of the strings was like a numb, and he could barely see the rules of the fingers, and could only see the finger shadows that flashed when the fingers flicked rapidly.

Boom!

The sound of the piano changed dramatically, losing its original pleasant melody and becoming extremely evil, and the sound of a ghost's scream echoed all around.

Whining! ~~ There seems to be a group of ghosts with deep resentment, grinding their teeth and teeth, and fiercely shuttling through this flute. The air currents in the air not only became extremely cold, but also ferocious.

In the air, the wind howled, the ghost wind gusted, emitting an extremely piercing ghost crying wolf howl, and there were countless ghosts and wild ghosts, whirling in the tune of the two shocks.

Slaughter! Dark! All kinds of negative emotions ・・・・・・ evil are vividly stimulated in these two notes. One is an evil sound that seems to come from the abyss of hell, and the other is a devilish howl, the sound is sad and lonely, like a raging storm, and like the heavy depression of the mountain rain coming and the wind filling the building.

The night poison became more and more crazy, and the face became more and more hideous, and in the eyes and ears, and even in the pores, there was a trace of blood overflowing, and the night poison was almost crazy.

However, Ling Tianyu was not affected in the slightest, among the Soul Killing Demon Song, there was probably no soul sound technique in this world that could surpass the Soul Killing Demon Song.

One person sits cross-legged, one person stands proudly, the two are engaged in an invisible contest, the contest of the strong, the invisible victory is tangible, as long as it is zuihou who has the upper hand, he can win the game steadily.

The night poison was crazy, and Ling Tianyu was calm and there was a terrifying killing intent hidden.

With this alone, in terms of state of mind, Night Poison has already lost.

But Night Poison is really unwilling, he is unwilling to lose to a human junior, which is simply trampling on his dignity, and even a great shame.

"Ahh ~”

Night Poison suddenly screamed wildly, as if the devil was playing, and the sound of the piano became more and more fierce.

But Ling Tianyu still stood as tall as a green bamboo, and like an insurmountable Mount Tai, let the wind and rain blow, the thunder and lightning destroyed, and the magnificent sea Lang banter, Ling Tianyu was still as steady as a rock, not shaken by anything.

But the sound of the qin, no matter how powerful it is, no matter how evil it is, can't really penetrate the sound of the flute and penetrate Ling Tianyu's soul. It's like a steel wall, just a gust of wind, no matter how strong the wind is, it can't shake it.

As time passed, the hideous face of the night poison seemed to reveal pain, and among the seven holes, bright red blood continued to flow out, covering the entire ugly and hideous face.

But now, the night poison has fallen into a deep puzzle, and it cannot be withdrawn until Zuihou can distinguish the winner or loser. Otherwise, the soul will be severely damaged, and it will even be manipulated by the opponent's will, and the soul will be wiped out in one fell swoop.

And Ling Tianyu, who was blowing the Bone Soul Flute, seemed to sense that his opponent's spiritual will was about to collapse, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously sketched a sinister smile.

Fierce!

The sound of the flute also began to change dramatically, becoming iron-blooded. The sound of the flute was like a group of soldiers with high morale, waving the sharp weapons in their hands and starting a major counteroffensive of the battle situation.

The slightest flute sound, like countless sharp blades, tore all the ghosts and ghosts contained in the sound of the piano, and even the screams of despair could be heard.

In an instant!

The sound of the flute, like a surging tide, overwhelmingly overwhelmed the sound of the piano, containing all kinds of different emotions, eroding the soul of the night poison in one fell swoop.

"Ahh ~”

Night Poison suddenly screamed, his face was instantly dull, and suddenly it was as if he had lost his soul, his eyes became hollow, and his face was pale and bleeding.

Suddenly!

The sound of the piano has completely stopped!

Ling Tianyu smiled evilly and continued to blow the flute, and the flute became extremely cheerful again.

Night Poison stiffened, and in the midst of the sound of the flute, the whole person suddenly stood up straight, and turned around suddenly, the strange face of the seven-hole bleeding was coldly facing the two of them.

"Poison Boss..."

The Night Spirit and the Night Wind suddenly felt cold all over, and a very ominous premonition arose. Involuntarily took a few steps back, and the two pairs of eyes stared straight at the strange behavior of Night Poison, feeling that Night Poison suddenly seemed to be a different person.

At this time, Night Poison's eyes stared at the two Night Spirits without any emotion, like dead corpses. Just as the night spirits were trembling, a happy smile appeared on the face of the night poison.

And then!

The Night Spirits burst into astonishment, for this moment made them see the final unforgettable! The most unforgettable scene!

No, it should be the most ecstatic scene.

Because, in front of the two night spirits, Night Poison unbelievably took off his pants, revealing the swaying old yang. What's even more shocking is that Night Poison turned around, and the wrinkled old ass was facing them.

Then, Night Poison turned his head slightly sideways and smiled and patted the old ass and sang: "Lalala! I'm a happy little chrysanthemum! I twist, I shake! ”

"La-la-la! I'm a cute little chrysanthemum! I'll clip it, I'll shake it! ”

"Come on, come on! Explode my little chrysanthemum! ”

"I'm so uncomfortable! I'm so uncomfortable! Come on, come on! Explode my little chrysanthemum! ”

・・・・・・ night poison old face laughed happily, forgot everything, patted the old ass very happily, and even twisted the electric buttocks in ecstasy, humming a little song like an old bustard in a brothel.

The faces of the night spirit and the night wind were like ashes looking at the night poison of the happy ecstasy, and the two faces were completely petrified, especially the pair of eyes, which were about to fall out, and their mouths were extremely dilated, and they couldn't close them for a long time.

"Nima! ~" The night spirit screamed, and blood shot wildly from his mouth and nose.

"! ~"The night wind exploded even more, foaming at the mouth.