Lin Zichen also held his head in his hands and was in pain. This feeling was like being pulled away by some force.

It was very uncomfortable. However, Lin Ziyi only felt more comfortable blowing. Gradually, he felt that a force entered his body with his cloud soul magic sound flute.

Make him feel particularly comfortable in his body.

He wondered why he felt so strange.

The spirit king also held his head in his painful hands. He had a splitting headache and looked at the magic dragon.

But there was no sign of the forest.

"Yi'er, stop blowing." Lin Zichen roared, which instilled aura.

Lin Ziyi was suddenly stunned. Hearing his brother's cry of pain, he immediately stopped playing the flute.

He jumped up quickly and hung on the magic dragon with a light posture.

He looked down and saw that all the people looked miserable and held their heads in both hands. He frowned slightly, and there was doubt in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows.

Looking at my brother and father, I have the same symptoms.

He was completely confused. He was watching the Golden Dragon and the great ape. He didn't fight, but he was covered with a circle on his face.

He flew quickly and landed in front of his father.

He asked strangely, "Dad, what's the matter with you?"

Long yetian's cultivation is high. When Lin Ziyi stops playing the flute, he recovers.

Lin Zichen was sweating, pale and cracked lips.

Long yetian also looks at his son strangely. Yi'er doesn't seem to know what happened.

He asked, "Yi'er, what was the name of the song you just played?"

Lin Ziyi quickly shook his head and said, "Dad, Yi'er doesn't know. What he just learned is the score of the jade soul. The master left it to Yi'er. Yi'er can't understand the characters above, so he just played the rhythm, but what's the matter with you?"

"Smelly boy, you don't understand the artistic conception. Dare you blow?" long yetian looks at his son with a depressed face. At least don't harm his father and brother!

Lin Ziyi frowned. Everyone turned around and didn't know why.

But... He lost one look at the whole audience and suddenly became excited at the bottom of his heart. Are all these people symptomatic because of his flute?

"Wow! Dad, do you all feel uncomfortable because of the sound of Yi'er's flute?" Lin Ziyi asked pleasantly, a pair of bright big eyes, looking forward to Dad's answer.

"Yi'er, your song is very powerful. Look at these people. They are exhausted because of your sound blade. Even your father and your brother are not spared." long yetian tells the truth. His son doesn't understand the artistic conception of sound blade. It's very dangerous. People will be bitten by the same sound skill.

But even people like him will be involved. Yi'er's melody is incredible.

"Wow! It sounds as gentle as water. In fact, farting is like thunder. It's amazing!" Lin Ziyi was so excited that he only felt many small stars flying over his head. It's worthy of being the treasure left by his master. It's really powerful.

Long yetian smiles and flatters you. He rubs his head. "Silly boy, I don't know the artistic conception. Don't use it for the time being. Go back and find someone who knows the rhythm to help you."

"OK, thank you, Dad!" Lin Ziyi was excited and his liver was trembling. This was only the first song, and when he played, he felt a force flowing into his body.

In other words, when he plays this song, he can suck the spiritual power of others into his own body.

"Wow!" Lin Ziyi held his hands together excitedly. He didn't tell the news to his father and brother until he understood it thoroughly.

"Brother..." Lin Ziyi turned excitedly and suddenly saw his brother's face pale and sweating.

Lin Zichen's cultivation is the lowest among those present.

At the moment, he is suffering.

"Brother, how did you become like this?" Lin Ziyi walked to his brother step by step.

Lin Zichen stared at him. Isn't he the one who did this to him?

"Seal your hearing, kill me!" roared the spirit king, who was back to normal!

"Ah..." Lin Ziyi glanced at the people in black around him and saw that they were all standing in place. Why didn't they give up?

Lin Ziyi subconsciously looked back and saw that the spirit king's face was full of madness and unwilling.

His watery and clear eyes trembled slightly. Such a spirit king looked terrible and gloomy.

He was more sensible than others of his age. Unexpectedly, he ran into those cold and crazy eyes, and his heart trembled quickly.

"Daddy..."

Long Ye Tian pulls the corners of his mouth, looks cold and ruthless, but coaxes him softly: "Yi'er, I'm not afraid. There's a father!"

"Oh!" Lin Ziyi stood behind him, elated, and suddenly grinned a big confident smile at the spirit king not far away.

At the moment, the spirit king was afraid of Lin Ziyi. Unexpectedly, his sound skill could reach this level at his young age.

Seeing that long Ye has such an excellent son, the spirit king's heart is mixed with five tastes, and all kinds of unspeakable tastes come to his heart.

But it is worth it to have the opportunity to change fate and go through all kinds of ups and downs in order to embark on a path of glory and power.

Under his gaze, the battle began again.

Long yetian looks at the deep night and signals chen'er to stand beside him. Later, he is worried that his two sons are too tired. He is merciless.

The Dragon singing sword in his hand made a clang sound and echoed in the night sky.

The pressure from him was like a hundred million troops gathered into a torrent and hit the people in black opposite. The people in black fell to the ground in batches and died.

Under such circumstances, it is not easy for long yetian to protect his two sons behind him.

Before he came tonight, he knew that this was a wolf and tiger's cave. With his understanding of the spirit king, he was also ready to fight a big war.

He didn't even use magic soldiers. He didn't pay attention to the spirit king at all.

If the spirit king knew what long yetian thought at the moment, he would be half killed by anger.

The magic dragon also began a new round of attack. The luxurious and solemn spirit palace was surrounded by fire.

The spirit of killing runs through the heaven and earth. The sharp aura is like thousands of troops rushing from all directions. There are brilliant sparks between swords. The scene is extremely shocking.

Lin Zichen and Lin Ziyi were used to such scenes. The two brothers looked at everything in front of them.

After the integration of the three souls, the whole person of long yetian has also undergone earth shaking transformation. He is rigid, evil, black, bloodthirsty and completely integrated into his character.

And his power is completely out of the control of the spirit king.

He was invincible and invincible. His feet were full of corpses, but his evil and cold smile still appeared at the corners of his mouth.