Chapter 484

A Guqin appears in the crescent moon's arms. Under the nine strings, it is crystal clear. A hundred birds are facing the wind, which shows a kind of tenderness.

"Jiumingqin, I didn't expect that the crescent fairy's spirit instrument was the 15th jiumingqin in the spirit instrument spectrum..." naturally, someone under the stage recognized the Guqin.

"The zither is playing nine times, and I don't know what time the crescent Moon Fairy has reached..."

"No matter what time it is, song Tianxuan can't win. Although his gun is not ordinary, how can he compare with jiumingqin in the past

"Besides, although the fairy is still the peak cultivation in the later stage of the elixir, who knows if he has hidden his strength just like song Tianxuan. Maybe he is already a half step Xuanying?"

"Come on, the two of them are you and me. Who loses and who wins is not the same?"

"You know a fart, that's because you haven't seen the geniuses of the imperial city and the imperial capital. Any one of them can easily crush song Tianxuan. Since ancient times, beauties love heroes, and it's hard to say who the crescent fairies are going to fall into..."

"That's natural, I also want to know how strong you are..." Nangong crescent red lips slightly open, a pair of jade hands play back and forth on the nine Ming Qin, a way of Royal Qi from the fingers, in the nine string fingers back and forth flip, the string did not move, but there is the sound of the harp.

Between the heaven and the earth, the color changes gradually, the wind blows the trees on both sides, and the dust on the ground starts to fly with the compactness and urgency of the music.

Song Tianxuan turned his Qi, held the spear of killing immortals in his right hand, and directly scattered the spirits. But he was surprised. What he could feel was really another world, that is to say, it was a kind of artistic conception... It just showed the peak cultivation of Nangong crescent in the later period of the elixir, but it already showed the artistic conception, although it was not as strong as Kunyu's predecessors, But it can really isolate song Tianxuan from the original world.

"I didn't expect that she had come to such a situation..." elder black could not help squinting his eyes. Even he was shocked. Unexpectedly, another peerless genius appeared in the Nangong family.

Although Nangong Xiaotian is calm on the surface, listening to the sound of congratulation around him, he is also surprised. When did crescent moon's cultivation advance by leaps and bounds, even he didn't realize it.

Nangong crescent smile: "this is thanks to brother Yu you, if you did not help me untie the Acacia poison, I would not be able to form my first artistic conception so soon."

Song Tianxuan was stunned. He felt the chilling chill between heaven and earth. Invisible, the first string on his left hand beat violently. The wind turned into two skeletons, one holding a knife in both hands and the other holding a gun in both hands. They were all skeletons thirty feet high, with stones, whistling towards song Tianxuan.

With a wave of his hands, song Tianxuan split two skeletons, one before the other and the other behind.

A burst of green light was emitted from the two skulls, and they went away against the two winds. The silver white wind blade fell into the wind, and two dull sounds broke out, which turned into two clouds of smoke and disappeared.

The crescent moon in Nangong is silent and ten fingers are linked. In an instant, it forms four Yin soldiers. They fall from the sky and surround song Tianxuan like an iron bucket. The blade in their hand is wrapped with the Yin wind, and they cleave towards song Tianxuan. The momentum is so strong that even the mountain is turned into powder by these four Yin soldiers.

"South..." Song Tianxuan put the spear on the ground, put his hands together, and uttered a motto.

A golden "south" word flew out of the song Tianxuan elixir, turned into a hundred Zhang, and stiffly stopped the four Yin soldiers.

The word "south" continues to grow, sweeping the four Yin soldiers, turning into a golden light all over the sky. Everywhere it goes, the overcast wind dissipates and the dust settles, which directly breaks through the dark clouds in the sky and sprinkles sunshine.

When the wind above the challenge arena dissipated, the two sides still stood in the same place, but the elders were greatly surprised. This kind of Buddhist cultivation has been a rare genius for a hundred years. One word proverb broke the artistic conception of Nangong crescent moon... But song Tianxuan also knew that although this "south" proverb was the first of the seven word proverbs of "Nan, Wu, a, MI, Tuo, Buddha", it was the first of the seven word proverbs of "Nan, Wu, a, MI, Tuo, Buddha", In the end, Nangong Yueya didn't form a complete artistic conception, so he was able to break it. If Xuanying's cultivation, his motto would be a little reluctant.

Moreover, he can only utter one Maxim now. If he wants to utter the second "nothingness", he should have a deeper understanding of the cultivation of Buddhism. Now he is far from achieving it.

"What kind of being are you?" Nangong crescent can't help but move.

Seal Acacia poison, physical strength comparable to Xuanying, cultivation in the late elixir, is able to issue the supreme maxim of Buddhism... "I am me, unique, irreplaceable." Song Tianxuan laughed, and his gun suddenly trembled. A rolling river came down from the sky, in which thousands of gun shadows were hidden. With a destructive momentum, he swept away towards the crescent moon of Nangong.

As soon as Nangong Yueya's body turned, his Jiuming Qin changed its angle, flew towards the river above his head, and played the second string.

The second song of Jiuming Qin

A sound of Fengming flew out of it. Although Jinfeng was not seen, the sound of Fengming turned into an air wave and rushed to the river overhead. The two collided. The river was directly divided into two sections by the air wave and hit her heavily on both sides.

The shadow of the gun contained in it also fell on the bluestone slab one by one. The gravel was hit heavily and the air wave disappeared. However, a circle with a depth of 100 Zhang was formed around the crescent moon of Nangong.

"What a powerful gun shadow..."

Nangong Yueya didn't pay attention to it. As soon as the beautiful eyes turned, the second string moved towards song Tianxuan, and another sound of Fengming sounded.

This time, it was on the top of song Tianxuan's head, not one way, but eight ways. It came towards song Tianxuan from eight directions. At the moment of formation, it had blocked song Tianxuan's retreat. Eight directions, even if it was a blink, would have contact with him... This Fengming could break the second style of his cloud gun, and the nine Ming Qin was not just a magic weapon.

Now it's eight Fengming. Song Tianxuan's 48000 pores open in an instant, and the three color elixir flies around. The wind and thunder wings behind him flash and disappear in the same place.

"Boom..." a loud sound, eight sound waves instantly exploded, forming a huge air wave, rolling toward the surrounding.

"Poof..." a friar in the early stage of the elixir was hit by the wave and spewed out a mouthful of blood. He quickly turned to resist.

And the protective cover on the challenge arena has already disappeared.