As if sensing Shi Xiaole's gaze, Qin Su looked at Shi Xiaole and laughed: "I haven't seen you for many years, don't come to the little doll unharmed! Back then, the old man asserted that you wouldn't live too long, but now that I think about it, it's too ridiculous, of course, if you want to blame the old liar, it's all his fault!"

Qin Su pointed to the old man in the cloth robe.

The old man in the cloth robe smiled bitterly and said, "Brother Shi, this old thing likes to shake the pot, don't believe him." ”

The blind old man in the middle shook his head and said helplessly: "Two, don't be busy bickering first, it's only right to snatch Brother Shi's things back." ”

As soon as he said this, whether it was Qin Su or the old man in the cloth robe, their faces all became condensed.

硁硁硁......

The sound of the piano suddenly changed from extremely static to extremely moving, the void was full of murderous intent, Qin Su's five fingers were like flying, and with every flick, countless swords rushed towards the Demon Sect Ancestor, leaving fine traces of light behind him.

"Qinsuo, what can you do to me, swing the clutches!"

The ancestor of the Demon Sect was not afraid, and changed one palm to two palms, squeezing the heavens and the earth.

At the same time.

The blind old man slowly pulled the erhu. Waves of transparent ripples spread out, and each transparent ripple was divided into countless layers.

Some contain fire and water, some are covered with wind, rain, thunder and lightning, and some evolve into swords, guns, swords, and halberds, layered on top of each other, as if there are countless worlds into which people are trapped.

"Get out!"

Xuanyuan Lang's weapon is a knife, the sword slashed, nothing remains, and a large ripple world is shattered, but the sword is also consumed by the power in it, and the power is constantly weakening.

The hands of the old man in the cloth robe were very fast, these hands were slender and powerful, perhaps because of the perennial fortune-telling, but they had an unfathomable taste.

With a flick of his hand, three breaths fell from the cliff, enveloping Emperor Wu, Zhang Xiangfeng, Meng Xiaoliu and Shi Xiaoba, the four people who were originally crippled quickly recovered from their injuries, and their limbs were intact as before.

"The breath of life?"

Shi Xiaole had been wondering why he hadn't encountered the breath of life that appeared on the Creation Platform along the way, and now he knew that above the Nineteen Peaks, there must be another world.

"You can actually use the power of the Land of Creation when there is a loophole?"

The remaining five masters of the South China Sea were shocked.

You must know that the land of creation is extremely mysterious, and with the strength of their pseudo-void Yuan Realm level, they don't come just as they want. The reason why I was able to make an exception this time was only because the three places of creation were about to merge, so there was a flaw.

Qin Su was not wrong, if it weren't for this, not only would they not be able to get in, but Shi Xiaole would have already obtained the Stone of Creation.

At the same time as curing the three Emperor Wu, the old man in the cloth robe threw out a copper gossip from his sleeve, the gossip was about the size of an adult's palm, divided into eight circles inside and outside, and between the rotations, a bundle of golden light the thickness of a finger ran straight into the sky.

The next moment!

The surging power was like a sluice gate, surging from above to the remaining four people in the South China Sea.

"Even if you can use the Land of Creation, with one against four, what do you think you are?"

The owner of the Hundred Battles Building, the Emperor of the Hundred Battles smiled softly.

His weapon was a long whip, six feet and three inches long, covered with diamond-shaped spikes, and with a flick of his wrist, the Gang Qi swept out in a diamond-shaped spike.

The other three were also their own Qi Xue, and for a while, the whip shadow, axe light, hook mang, halberd strength, etc. broke through the air one after another, forming a torrent of hard shaking the light of creation.

Puff Pound......

The incomparably strong power blew many masters present to stagger. The weaker one had a red face and a mouthful of blood stuck in his throat. This is still the case of the conscious control of the nine masters.

After all, they all have people from the same domain to protect, and they really have to be desperate, and no one can afford the consequences.

Peal pedal, pedal, pedal.

The cloth-robed old man took three steps back, his palms trembling.

Although he was proficient in the formation and could mobilize the power of the Land of Creation, after all, he only had a very small part, otherwise, it would be no problem to easily kill the six masters of the South China Sea.

"With the three of you, you want to rob the Stone of Creation, wishful thinking, kill!"

Another Pseudo-Void Yuan Realm master of the Hundred Battle Towers laughed, and slashed at the cloth-robed old man with a Wanjun axe.

"Destiny Star Luo!"

The old man in the cloth robe waved his hands, and the eight circles on the copper gossip each glowed with different luster, and suddenly magnified dozens of times, like a kaleidoscope section, and the axe split on it, consuming the five colors of red, orange, yellow, green, and blue, and it was also dissolved.

Click!

But the attacks of the other three also arrived, and the blue-purple aura was shattered, and finally the black aura shifted to another direction with the cloth-robed old man.

"This guy's methods are not simple. ”

The face of the Emperor of the Hundred Battles changed slightly.

The strength of the old man in the cloth robe is not necessarily high, but he combines the way of martial arts with the way of formation, and has embarked on a new path, which is the most strange and unpredictable.

If he was an old man in a cloth robe, it would be impossible to block the attack just now.

Everyone was amazed at the strength of the three masters of the Dongsheng Continent, and Shi Xiaole's heart was also full of ups and downs.

He once thought that Qin Su and the blind old man were both masters of the Empty Yuan Realm, but now it seems that they are too overestimated, no, they should have underestimated the strength of the Empty Yuan Realm.

From ancient times to the present, there have only been a few masters of the Empty Yuan Realm in history, and there are not many records about the power of the Empty Yuan Realm, even in the classics.

The Pseudo-Void Yuan Realm is an invincible master!

From this point of view, in the battle of Wuyuan Palace back then, the blue-clothed masked man was shouted out that he had the combat power of the Empty Yuan Realm, how scary it should be.

And the old man who is not at the forbidden level can barely fight with the master of the Empty Yuan Realm with the help of the Yuanless Formation, how strong is the Yuanless Formation?

All of this comes down to the old man who planted the mark of the Flying Immortal for himself (Chapter 355). The lord in his mouth seems to be the real master of Wuyuan Palace, what kind of character is that?

When Shi Xiaole was full of thoughts, the battlefield began to divide into superiors.

"Sword and Qin Domain!"

A lyre is horizontally in the air, and the qin is strumming with both hands, and because the speed is too fast, the whole surface of the piano is a hand shadow. Each hand shadow burst out with thousands of sword phantoms, densely packed and self-contained, trapping the Demon Sect Ancestor in it.

"Wander the world!"

A burst of energy rushed out of the body of the Demon Sect Ancestor, and from a distance, it was like a large piece of heavy mercury, and wherever it spread, the sword phantom was ruthlessly wiped out.

"It's just a little skill of carving insects, and I want to help me. ”

The sneer has not yet fallen, but there is a sonorous sound!

In the realm of swords, the energy has not completely disappeared. The sound of the piano is formless and substantial, how can you erase it? These energies condensed into a colorless three-foot long sword, the hilt of which was just connected to the finger tip of the qinsuo.

With the piano gently plucking the fifth string.

Sou!

The sword broke through the sky, so fast that the void could not be kept.

The Demon Sect Ancestor was shocked in his heart, but in the end, he was a world-class master, and his skill was in the palm of his hand, and in a moment, he flew away with his sword qi in a thrilling way.

"Can you hide?"

Just now the fifth string was plucked, but now it was completely loosened, and the last syllable fell, and in the soft sigh of Qin Suo, a transparent mushroom cloud exploded, enveloping the Demon Sect Ancestor.

This is the power of the sound of the piano, unpredictable, ethereal, all the previous sword attacks, are to gather momentum at this moment, and the damage is better than the sword!

Puff puff......

Like a thousand knives, the Demon Sect Ancestor roared angrily, and he didn't know how many places he had been cut, and the blood poured down like a torrential rain.

The old man who plays the piano does not play the piano, but his life.

If Jean Chau's killer moves are imaginative, covering the blood with a poetic cloth, then the blind old man's methods are much more monotonous and straightforward, but also much more ferocious.

His action of pulling the erhu gradually accelerated, and layers of ripples spread out, frantically attacking Xuanyuan Lang. There's no defense, there's no variation, because Ben doesn't need to defend and change.

Xuanyuan Lang was able to resist at first, but when he got to the back, the speed of his moves couldn't keep up at all. His attack was like a boulder smashing into a lake, and even if it shattered a large ripple, it would soon be drowned by more ripples, endlessly.

"Slash gods and demons with one sword!"

Crazy retreat, Xuanyuan Lang swung the knife hard, and the knife cut a deep and long gully in the sea of qi, which was extinguished by the qi when he was still ten zhang away from the blind old man.

The blind old man's movements were unaffected, and soon after, Xuanyuan Lang was directly devoured by his strength because of the great consumption of his strength, and let out a terrible scream.

The skin and flesh on Xuanyuan Lang's body are like noodles, cut off piece by piece, but no blood flows out, this seeping picture is deeply imprinted in everyone's hearts.

This is a murderous erhu, and the master pulls out a life-urging song.

"Ancestor ......"

Xuanyuan clenched his fists.

"If you want to snatch back the Stone of Creation, you are delusional!"

Although he was hit hard, Xuanyuan Lang also took this opportunity to successfully get out of the blind old man's control, and he opened his mouth with a silent cruel smile.

Because he noticed that the old man in the cloth robe was retreating one after another, and he was beaten to the point that he was spitting blood, and he couldn't hold off the four of them, and there would be reinforcements soon.

But at this moment!

Bang!

Someone in the shadows made a move.

The black mysterious pattern appeared, turning into a vivid outline of a black spider, the spider silk spit lightly, although Xuanyuan Lang stopped it in time, it was still passed through the body by one of the spider silks, bringing up a gray stone, and falling into the hands of the black spider.

The black spider twisted for a while, turning into a black-robed old man with a gloomy expression, who was one of the five Pseudo-Void Yuan Realm masters who Miao Jiang rushed over.

"The stone of creation in the South China Sea, tsk, so rich in spiritual power, the old decay wants it. ”

The black-robed old man smirked. But no one could have imagined that after finishing speaking, he shook it off and threw it directly to Shi Xiaole.

Shi Xiaole stretched out his hand to take it and looked at the other party suspiciously.

"Destiny, I have returned the favor of the past, and I hope you don't regret it when it comes to this kind of trivial matter. ”

The black-robed old man said coldly.

"Thank you. ”

The cloth-robed old man let out a sigh of relief, no longer pestered the four of them, and retreated. Also withdrawing were Qin Su and the blind old man, and the three of them came to Shi Xiaole, ready to take him away at any time.

Jean laughed and said, "Stop, or we'll leave now." ”

What is surprising is that the six legends of the South China Sea really stopped, but their faces were ugly. Especially the Demon Sect Ancestor and Xuanyuan Lang, who were so gloomy that they could drip water.

After the big battle just now, they had no intention of hiding their appearance anymore.

Qin Su said: "Although the Land of Creation will merge, but without the joint efforts of more than thirteen Pseudo-Void Elements, the Land of Creation will only escape into the Endless Void because of too much energy, and no one will be able to enjoy it in the future, think twice before acting." ”

Miao Jiang has five Pseudo Void Yuan Realm masters, and Nanhai has six people, adding up to eleven people, obviously the number is insufficient, Shi Xiaole finally understands why Qin Su has no fear.

"You guys, good, good!"

Xuanyuan Lang was so angry that his forehead was bruised, his body trembled wildly, his eyes were like sharp knives, and he looked directly at the three Qin Su and the old man in the black robe, eager to cramp the four of them.