Chapter 853

The melody is smooth and soft, changing from the previous tremor into a gentle silence, as if listening to the Ding Dong of the spring water and falling rocks. The soft water wave is rippling and wrapped around Ye Yinzhu's body. He didn't move.

Countless golden lights rush in, but a strange scene happens. No matter how the golden light strikes, it can't penetrate into the soft water around Ye Yinzhu's body.

This is the true meaning of this music. The stone is as quiet as benevolence, and the spring is as smart as wisdom. Spring does not shake the static, stone static does not hinder the movement.

At this time, ye Yinzhu is like a huge stone under the impact of spring water. No matter how the spring water rushes, it can't hurt the foundation of this huge stone.

Of course, there is a saying that water drips through stone, but how much water does it need? How long is the impact?

The middle-aged people have a completely different feeling. The seemingly weak water wave around Ye Yinzhu's body is spinning slightly, and the energy released by him can't take advantage of the force's attribute at all. However, the water wave is quietly melting his sea like attack.

Blood, from ye Yinzhu mouth slip, although this moment his realm has surpassed the opponent in front of him, but the energy gap is still huge. However, he didn't feel that he was vomiting blood. Immersed in the music, he didn't even feel a trace of pain. He just knew that the playing of this piano music in front of him was the absolute pinnacle of his life.

It seems that the middle-aged people's attack can not last long. Just when the golden light turns from prosperity to decline, the sound of Qin also changes from the quiet to the flowing water. The music of Qin obviously becomes light. The sound of Qin flows with the water. It is the fifth paragraph of the spring on the stone, and the sound flows with it.

Every time the water wave hovers gently, the space around Ye Yinzhu's body will become larger. Although his face looks pale, the pure water wave will gently stir up the golden light coming from all directions.

All of a sudden, the water recycling, back to Ye Yinzhu side, close to his body around, solid water has dispersed the original golden light, also in its recycling at the same time, the lightning like front bullied golden figure blocked out.

The middle-aged man was more angry in his surprise. He didn't expect that he had come up with a real means, but he still didn't knock down the man in front of him. With all his strength, his man was like a sharp arrow, with unparalleled piercing ability. The huge golden light turned into a tail flame boost, which made his speed and attack instantly reach the top.

But what he met was the water wave that suddenly became solid, and what he listened to was still the beautiful music of Qin, the sixth paragraph of the spring on the stone, lingering on the cliff and embracing the gully.

Boom, the fierce roar made the golden light disperse in a ring shape, and ye Yinzhu spewed out a stream of blood, which fell directly on the milky white supernatural instrument, the dead wood dragon harp. His face grew paler, but there was no change in his expression. Even the Qin sound was not disordered among his eight fingers.

The middle-aged people clearly feel that they seem to have bumped into a barrier that doesn't take into account. It's soft behind the barrier. He's not hard, but he's extremely flexible. With his destructive energy, he can't break into it. Then, between the waves, the water seems to increase instantaneously, forcing his body away from the original place.

All of a sudden, the water waves have changed again. This time, they seem to be stronger than before, just like the spring water dripping on the stone, splashing countless water, but the impact is endless. Every splash around the middle-aged man, the middle-aged man was surprised to find that his golden light was melting or eroding in the burst water. Water is everywhere, but his back body seems to bear the endless corrosion.

This kind of situation not only appears outside his body, but also in his spiritual world. The piano music that suddenly becomes jumping off constantly invades into the deepest part of his brain, making everything in his mind, including the realm, become chaotic. Of course, he didn't know. This is the seventh paragraph of clear spring on the stone, which is called floating flowers.

No, the middle-aged man subconsciously felt bad, but he was not flustered. The golden light outside his body suddenly introverted. His hands were raised above his head at the same time. His right palm was raised straight up, and his left palm was placed on the lower arm of his right palm. He yelled, "break the chaos, wujisheng."

His voice is very sharp, with a strong spiritual impact, but his hand seems to become transparent. In that moment, all the water seems to be attracted by his palm, and then completely melted.

Of course, he didn't want to interrupt Ye Yinzhu's music. Ye Yinzhu's realm was higher than him, and he couldn't do it. This is to wake him up and not let him sink into the music.

The water wave in front of the body really disappeared, even the music of Ye Yinzhu seemed to become slight, and the red blood was so dazzling on the white jade Guqin.

However, the music did not stop after all. When the middle-aged man took a slow breath and cut off his palms to make a low sound of dragon singing, ye Yinzhu's body suddenly moved.

Wrapped in the flowing light of the water waves, in the huge energy fluctuations, he came with the essence of the last paragraph of the Qin music. The water waves seemed to become solid, and all the energy condensed in that moment. At this time, as soon as the middle-aged man's hand was half lifted, his transparent palms only had time to turn over, and ye Yinzhu's body was welcomed The figure of unity.The music is clear, all the water waves and silence are integrated at this moment. The spring on the stone, no matter how beautiful, is still on the stone. If the first seven paragraphs are mainly in the artistic conception of the spring, then the last paragraph finally comes to the end, to the stone.

When the middle-aged man's transparent palms collided with Ye Yinzhu's body, it was also the last buzz of the Qin music and the last note of the Qin music. In a flash, the huge rock that has been impacted by the spring for hundreds of millions of years moved.

The eighth paragraph of "wash the stone on the pillow".

Boom -

there is no more light, only colorless energy, the violent explosive force, and the incomparable energy fluctuation, suddenly burst out at this moment.

A circle of invisible energy waves.

Bingsen, a forest of ice and snow, but at this moment, ice and snow disappeared under the action of the wind and turned into ice powder.

Bingsen, the place where more than ten thousand advanced Warcraft once lived, no one knows its specific area. However, from this moment on, Bingsen no longer exists, because there is no forest formed by ice and snow. All that remained was a smooth sheet of ice.

If you don't see it with your own eyes, who can imagine that it just happened in a moment, but there are only two people who started it.

Whether it is Ye Yinzhu's seemingly peaceful super piano sound or the mysterious golden light of the middle-aged people, the superficial peace is just the extreme situation of strength. At that moment, it was not only Ye Yinzhu who brought his strength to the limit and reached an unprecedented height with the help of the dead wood dragon harp. The mysterious middle-aged man has done his best.

Falling quietly on the ice, ye Yinzhu feels very cold. After reaching the second God level, this is the first time that he is so sensitive to the outside temperature. There was a thin layer of ice powder on his body, as if his skin had been frozen, and the corners of his mouth were full of blood foam, but the blood that just erupted would immediately turn into red ice.

Dead wood dragon harp, a super artifact, has returned to his body. The artifact has no life. Without enough energy support, it will not play its corresponding power.

The meridians in the body don't hurt, not because it's not damaged, but because the pain has become numb.

It's been a long time since Ye Yinzhu suffered such a serious trauma. Even when he was bombarded by Bailei, ye Yinzhu had taken the initiative to control. Even when he was faced with the transformation of Sloan's demon God, he never suffered such a heavy blow. But this mysterious middle-aged man did it.

At this time, ye Yinzhu's heart is very calm. He is thinking, if the four sacred beasts are all around him and condense into the mysterious super artifact armor suit, can he defeat the mysterious middle-aged man?

The answer is unknown. He doesn't know whether he can keep the mysterious state of taixuan Qin heart just like before, and he can't understand the harmony between man and nature which is detached from everything and integrates everything into the music.

This mysterious middle-aged man is stronger than Sloan. This is the only thing ye Yinzhu can think of when he lies on the ground.

Struggling, ye Yinzhu hands on the ground slowly climb up. As early as his childhood, Ye Li once taught him that the disciples of the bamboo sect had no habit of lying down and dying. Even if he died in battle, he had to straighten his back.

"Can you still stand up?" A sharp but hoarse voice sounded in Ye Yinzhu's ear.

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