"Buzz!"

Mengqin, who fell to the ground unconscious, suddenly hummed, and then an incomprehensible murderous aura erupted, turning into a substantial wind blade, constantly raging in a radius of ten zhang on Mengqin's body.

"Whoosh ......"

Murderous qi transforms, this is a phenomenon that only exists for many god-killing gods, this phenomenon cannot be done without the lives of hundreds of millions and billions of living beings on their hands, and those killing gods who are contaminated with hundreds of millions of living beings, the creatures they kill are also intermittently made up of this amount, and Mengqin kills tens of millions at one time, which is naturally a little different.

Obviously, lost in the killing, killing in the lost, even if he loses the last trace of Qingling, Mengqin still can't let go of the common people, just like the last coma, knowing that after he is unconscious, the murderous aura on his body will not be able to suppress and leak out, so that the wind and clouds around him will change color, and the people will be seriously injured if they get close, so they will fight for the last breath, and they must get away from the people some distance.

"Dingding......

The sound of the piano sounded, spreading in the endless gray world, in the endless gray world, a suspended, several times larger than Shu Mountain, a world of birds and flowers, on the top of a lonely peak, a delicate-looking woman, carrying a broken string guqin, is playing a tactful and melodious tune on a guqin that looks ancient.

The broken line guqin on the back is vicissitudes of life and the atmosphere, showing its extraordinary past and present; although the strings on it are broken, even as long as you see this guqin, you feel a sense of peace and tranquility in your heart.

It's just that the woman's eyes are slightly misty, obviously absent-minded, and her mind is not on the piano at all, but the surrounding mountains and forests and birds dancing because of her piano sound show that even if she loses her mind, the removal of the play is enough to surround the beam for three days.

"Buzz ......"

"Ugh!"

"Ding!"

Suddenly, there was a buzzing fluctuation behind her, which made the distracted woman sober, and the original tactful sound of the piano disappeared instantly, and the movement quickly wiped on her back, and took the sad broken string guqin to her front and held it with both hands.

At this time, the guqin was not peaceful and peaceful, but instantly exuded a blood-red light, the light was full of blood and killing, and the woman's delicate face was huge and pale.

"Miss!" stammered in disbelief, the woman swallowed a mouthful of saliva in disbelief, and said in a lost voice: "Miss, what's wrong? Why is this happening? Such a heavy murderous aura, what happened to it? Now it's not a flood now, such a heavy murderous aura, if it attracts heavenly punishment, then ......"

At this point, the woman's voice stopped abruptly, and she instantly raised her head and looked towards the void sky, only to see that in the sky, a faint figure slowly appeared.

The person who came was a middle-aged man, sadly carrying a three-foot long sword, although his appearance was not handsome, but the sword eyebrows between his eyebrows made his face look serious and rigid, if Lin Qing and the people of the Shushan faction were here, they would definitely be shocked, because this man was Liu Qingyu who was inexplicably rising from the Shushan faction two hundred years ago.

At the beginning, Cangsheng rescued Jiang Xin and used the power of the law, and after Liu Qingyu arrived, he actually inexplicably flew up, which can be described as the biggest mystery in the past, because even the top of Shu Mountain, the top of Kunlun and Bai Xiaosheng, they didn't know where he went......

"Liu Qingyu, what are you doing in my piano music world?" The woman opened her mouth a little guardedly, and couldn't help but hide the blood-red guqin behind her, although she knew that for people of their level, this action seemed redundant, but she still couldn't help but do it, obviously for this guqin, she cherished the abnormal.

"Xiao Pu!" Liu Qingyu didn't have much emotional fluctuations, and as if he didn't see this woman's actions, he said: "The teacher asked me to tell you that this time is the calamity of Qinqing, and others should not interfere, otherwise the consequences are not something you can bear." When the words fell, Liu Qingyu's almost solidified body slowly faded again.

Pu!

That's right, this woman is the Oiran Xiaopu who took Lin Qing and Mengqin to the world to play, and finally met in a green building.

At the beginning, for the reason of this Xiao Pu, Cangsheng Ke also matched with the king of the worldly dynasty, and was finally deceived by the palace to go to a valley, and finally obtained the remains and magic weapon of his father, and sent it back to the Danding faction, thus forming a good fate with the Danding faction.

And now Xiao Pu is dressed in palace clothes, and the original Oiran dress, it is simply a world of difference, it doesn't look like a fireworks in the world, and like a fairy who has just come out of the red dust, with an unearthly atmosphere, compared to the current Lin Qing and Mengqin, I don't know how many times stronger.

"What?" Liu Qingyu's words made Xiao Puhua's face pale, and she instantly said angrily: "What does he mean? Miss is like that, is he so ruthless? Is the heavenly punishment that Miss can bear now? Don't tell me, the heavenly punishment of a Yuan Shen stage cultivation can be resisted by the common people." ”

Before Liu Qingyu opened his mouth to speak, Xiao Pu crackled and bombarded again: "Don't think I don't know, these seven realms have been formed, many rules of heaven and earth have been changed, the heavenly punishment of the Yuan Shen period can be completely different before, the Yuan Shen period is a hurdle, the heavenly punishment of the Yuan Shen period is a hundred times that of the past, compared to the several heavenly punishments that the common people have received combined, it is also hundreds of millions of times more serious, otherwise, how can this qin issue an early warning?"

"Hehe!" After Xiao Pu finished speaking, Liu Qingyu seized the opportunity to speak and said: "The teacher is not ruthless, but you and I are clear about your mission in the future, so I don't want you to have too much intersection with them, otherwise you will harm yourself and them, and the teacher will handle this matter, because the teacher has deduced that there is a cultivator who appears in the distant void, and his appearance is probably related to the common people." ”

Speaking of this, Liu Qingyu smiled bitterly and said: "According to the speed of the cultivator, I am afraid that it will take dozens of generations to arrive, but the appearance at this juncture is probably the arrangement of the logic of fate, so the teacher is already preparing the altar, so that the cultivator can resist a catastrophe for Qin Qing and form a good relationship with the common people." ”

"Repair...... Cultivator?" Xiao Pu spoke, and at the same time looked incredulous.

Immortal cultivators are mysterious, and divine cultivators are domineering!

This is everyone's common perception of immortals throughout the ages, but in the past and present, countless years, so many years of great waves and sands, countless geniuses are like carp crossing the river.

But there are really no one who has seen immortal cultivators and god cultivators, because throughout the ages, there have never been immortal cultivators and god cultivators at all, these are just some antelope horn information that some powerful people who want to peep into the heavens have explored.

So to this day, many people are skeptical of immortal cultivators and god cultivators, until Lin Qing fought in the ancient battle cliff, letting everyone in the world know that immortal cultivators really exist.

And Xiao Pu also thinks that the cultivator should exist, but he thinks that it is one thing, and whether he exists or not is another thing......;

Xiao Pu and they don't talk about it, in the endless void, a little boy of fifteen or sixteen years old is sitting cross-legged.

The little boy looks a little honest and shy, but a pair of slightly upside-down eyebrows give people a feeling of not being angry and arrogant.

The void is very dangerous, because there is nothing in the void, there is no immortal qi, there is no heaven and earth vitality, there is no power of rules, there is nothing anyway, there is nothingness, not even the concept of time.

It is very dangerous for ordinary people to enter the void, because the squeezing force that they will endure in the void is not comparable to the current world, and if you stay in the void for a second, it may feel as long as thousands of years, and finally die of loneliness and emaciation.

Of course, this kind of is not bad, after all, it is suicide, and they know how they died; some have been in the void for thousands of years, but it feels like an instant, all the longevity has passed, and the moment of death in the end can not be soberly self-aware.

The squeezing force of the void made the skin on the boy's body constantly change, as if there was an invisible object squeezing him, and the traces revealed from the skin on his body indicated that these squeezed voids were full of tricks, including knives, guns, sticks, flowers, birds, insects, and fish.

Although these squeezes were added, the young man's body was not damaged, and the young man's face did not have any expression fluctuations, as if an old monk was in meditation......