Under the bright moonlight, the back garden is quiet and peaceful.

The sound of flutes came, like a heavenly sound, but in Ye Chen's ears, it was like a steel knife scraping bones.

From the inside to the outside, Ye Chen could feel that his body was expanding little by little.

The pressure, as if he had been injected with gas, could explode at any moment.

The capillaries under the skin also began to swell, unable to avoid the impact of the invisible sound, and Ye Chen let out a long howl of pain.

Everything was seen by the magic sound, and in order to trap Ye Chen, he was also struggling to support it.

In order to control this flute, as a person without any spiritual roots, he consumes not only huge physical energy, but also his life.

The magic flute was constantly extracting his life force to support the enchantment in front of him from breaking, and every second was a huge loss to him.

Looking at Ye Chen, who was in pain, Mo Yin couldn't help but be shocked in his heart, if he were someone else, he would have died of anger, but he was still alive.

"Are you going to look like this?"

On a tall building a kilometer away, a man with glasses stood in the night breeze.

Where ordinary people's eyes are out of reach, he can still see clearly, holding Hades Bo, he is smiling, and a translucent soul floating around him can't help but ask.

He was the ghost boy of the Qinglong Emperor, and the thousand-year-old ghost who was with him knew very well the value of Ye Chen.

If he dies at the hands of the Demon Sound, won't his plan be ruined, and all his previous efforts will be in vain.

"What's the hurry, let him be in pain for a while, I think he should be able to hold on for another twenty seconds."

Looking at Ye Chen's painful appearance, the Green Dragon Emperor Ghost Boy was happy in his heart, if it weren't for his Seven Beasts and Three Hearts Body, he would have killed him a long time ago.

Since you can't kill him with your own hands, wouldn't it be better to make him miserable.

"Okay, just don't play too much, his spiritual veins are damaged, and we have been delayed for so long."

The old ghost said helplessly, anyway, he is his master, and no one can change his decision.

The Green Dragon Emperor Ghost Boy looked at everything that was happening in front of him with a smile like this, but Ye Chen, who was in the enchantment, knew very well that he would die at any time.

Unless he didn't take into account the powerful power of the damaged spiritual veins that burst out to shatter the barrier in front of him, he would never be able to survive.

"He is strong by him, and the breeze blows on the hills; He is crossed by him, and the bright moon shines on the river. He is cruel to himself, he is evil, and I am full of anger. ”

Suddenly, a thought flashed in Ye Chen's mind, although it was crazy, maybe he really had a chance to try.

Thinking of this, he immediately withdrew the power of the Yuan Spirit, and as the scale armor on his body disappeared, he began to dance in the enchantment.

Such a scene not only stunned the magic sound of the flute, but even the ghost boy of the Green Dragon Emperor who was about to break the enchantment was also stunned.

No one understood why Ye Chen did this, but only Ye Chen, who was constantly spinning, knew that when he used the Xingyi Fist, his body seemed to have become a leaf in the stormy waves, swaying with the wind.

Holding the power of yin and yang in both hands, he danced his body with the strength of the sound waves, and under the rotation, the pressure on his ears suddenly decreased, and the power that eroded his body seemed to be constantly excreted outward.

Although it is impossible to be completely undisturbed all at once, after dancing for a while, the pain is already at a tolerable level.

This made Ye Chen's heart happy, the seemingly invisible sound waves can actually be driven, as long as he avoids the strong and moves, he can find the weakest position to defend, and thinking of this, Ye Chen is even more immersed in his own form and meaning.

From a distance, a person is playing a flute, and a person is constantly waving his hands, as if practicing martial arts in the sound of the flute.

But only the two people in the middle of it can understand how violent the situation is now.

The weak flute sound is more terrifying than the blade in the enchantment, and Ye Chen, who shuttles through the flute, is becoming more and more proficient in dealing with the opponent's attack.

"How so!"

The magic sound of cold sweat already soaking his clothes, he never imagined that there would be such a result.

Watching Ye Chen pass through his magic sound, he actually avoided his main attack direction with the lowest damage.

Life is constantly being absorbed by the magic flute, and every second wasted of time will give him one less day of life.

But once the barrier is laid, it can't be ended, unless the people inside die, or the people outside die.

The arm had begun to dry up, and the eyes that had been blazing just now were also scattered, but there was nothing that could be done about the demonic sound that was about to drain the body.

"Interesting! Interesting, looks like he's okay! ”

The Green Dragon Emperor Ghost Boy on the top floor saw the situation in front of him, turned around and disappeared into the darkness.

This time, Ye Chen escaped the catastrophe, so he could continue his plan again.

"Bang!"

Ye Chen, who was intoxicated with Xingyi Fist, suddenly felt that the flute suddenly disappeared without a trace.

When he opened his eyes, he found that there was a dried corpse on the ground at this time.

The corpse with only skin and bones left on his body was the magic sound, and the bamboo flute that fell to the ground on the side still shone with a crisp luster.

"It turned out to be a treasure weapon activated with life force, no wonder it was like this, you are definitely playing with life!"

Ye Chen's body was already soaked, but fortunately, he once again used the method of form and meaning at the last moment to avoid the opponent's fierce attack.

Reaching out to pick up the flute on the ground, Ye Chen could feel a cool comfort.

This is a treasure of the Yuan Spirit Realm, Ye Chen couldn't help but put it next to his mouth, but as soon as he blew the flute, he immediately felt as if he had caught a black hole, and the vitality was poured into the flute through his lips, Ye Chen hurriedly took the flute away and rubbed his aching lips.

"This thing is really powerful, it can't be driven by Yuan Ling, it can only be driven by vitality, it's really terrifying!"

Originally, he thought he had found a treasure, but he didn't want this flute to be so evil, Ye Chen shook his head and stretched out his hand to destroy it, but he was a little reluctant.

After all, this is a treasure, maybe it will be of any use in the future, so Ye Chen walked back to the bedroom, put the flute on the wall, and dialed a phone again.

"Dispose of the corpse!"

The call was made to the dragon group, which has a special department for handling corpses, and the time was agreed to throw the four corpses along the wall along the wall, and everything returned to normal, no one knew that in this quiet back garden, there was a vicious fight just now.

After packing everything up, Ye Chen took another bucket of well water and rinsed it, this time not only dodging the catastrophe, but also discovering the exquisite combination of martial arts and Yuan Ling.

And this magic flute will indeed play a great role in the future, but Ye Chen will not think of it now.

(End of chapter)