"No, this Chaos Voice actually has the power of bewitching and killing!"

Cihang, Jiu Zhongyue and others hurriedly retreated, and lucked their own mysterious method to resist the intrigue sound of Hun Chao. Even so, the crowd felt that the blood and blood were floating, and they were manic and uneasy.

"Hmph, Hongjun, you have that little skill."

Xiao Chen roared to the sky and roared, and a big dragon flew into his mouth. Its voice resonated throughout the heaven and earth, shaking the sun and the moon, and the supreme imperial aura swept towards Hun Chao.

After all, Hun Dun's bewitching sound is an evil thing. When he encounters the grand and upright emperor's voice, it collapses on the spot.

Hongjun's face turned cold and took out a bamboo flute from his sleeve. The size of the bamboo flute was only as big as a palm. Its green color was as smooth as jade. The six curved holes were flashing with a green luster, and it looked like nothing was ordinary.

"The Heart-killing Flute!"

Cihang quickly retreated like a ghost, and his face was extremely pale. This was the first time Xuanyuan and others saw Cihang, who had always been unscathed, and they became afraid.

"The Heart-killing Flute!"

Xiao Chen has always liked to browse some strange magazines and once read records of this thing in an ancient scripture.

The heart-killing flute is made by the heart of the first willow tree in the world. It is rumored that this willow is called an empty willow, and it is infinitely close to the realm of Hunyuan Saints. It was even suppressed by Hongjun, who once went away from the boundless desolation.

Before the opening of the Hollow Willow, it was known as the No. 1 tree in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths. If Hongjun had not obtained the Jade Butterfly of Heaven and Earth, it would have been impossible to suppress the Hollow Willow.

The hollow willow is a hollow willow, but it is not really unintentional. A delicate and wise jade heart can observe the affairs of the heavens. The things in the heavens are strange things that have just begun to open up chaos and are born innately. It can also be said to be the basis for the enlightenment of the hollow willow.

Since Hongjun became enlightened, he suppressed Kongxin Liu and dug out his exquisite seven-smart jade heart, injected it into the laws of heaven, forming a acquired artifact and a heart-killing flute.

This flute is called "killing the heart", and its sound is like crying and telling. It can cut off one's heart and also kill the heart of a saint. This is to kill the heart flute.

"Cihang, I am very pleased that you can recognize the origin of this thing. It's a pity, it's a good seedling."

Hongjun stroked the snow beard, and was indescribably proud and arrogant.

Xiao Chen sneered: "So what about the heart-killing flute? You still need to compete with me."

"Hmph, let's talk about it if you can survive."

Hongjun played the heart-killing flute, and a wisp of extremely desolate sound echoed through the pan. The saints present all had a beating in their hearts, as if someone had stabbed their hearts and coughed up a mouthful of red blood.

When Hun Dun in the air heard this sound, he began to riot. His extremely fat body flapped his short wings and curled up a series of fishy and foul winds.

This evil wind is blue all over the body, and the phoenix eyes are turbid, but there is a bloody eye, which looks extremely terrifying.

Wherever the wind passes, all the starry sky is ground into hollows, and even the stars turn into worldly sand. As soon as the wind reaches the body, Xuanyuan and others have cold skin, chest depression, and faces begin to swollen. The originally clear spiritual consciousness begins to fall into darkness.

"Have a lot of poison, and sleepy!"

Xiao Chen began to face up to this Chaos Beast for the first time. Originally, he had a stable chance of winning on his side, but now Hongjun's heart-killing flute, coupled with the Chaos Beast, the form has suddenly reversed.

The sound of heart-killing and the chaotic and evil winds made Xuanyuan and others extremely dangerous for a moment, and Xiaodao and Lao Gang died several times.

"Hahaha, Xiao Chen, didn't you say you could pull me off from the position of the Saint of Heaven? Come on."

Hongjun danced with his palm, and several white silks fell out again, dancing back and forth on the heart-killing flute. A wisp of heart-killing sound was like endless waves, constantly slapped at Xiao Chen and others.

Feeling the heart-killing voice that was even more violent and omnipresent than before, even Xiao Chen's cultivation level could not bear it.

"Damn it, if you continue like this, you will be very passive!" Xiao Chen was anxious, but he could not think of a countermeasure.

At this moment, the entire formation of the imperial sect fluctuated, and a figure in white clothes flew out. When Xiao Chen looked at it, his face changed drastically.

"Yan'er, what are you doing here? Go back quickly!"

Xiao Chen cursed in his heart, Yan'er, you are really confused. Even the other saints on the battlefield here are retreating, and you are still involved.

"Husband, I'm here to help you."

"Yan'er, don't mess around, leave here quickly." Xiao Chen's body shook. This skill of diversion of spirit, the sound of heart-killing invaded his body, and together with the evil wind, had already cut off half of his holy power.

Unexpectedly, Xue Yan ignored Xiao Chen's dissuasion and moved her body and blocked Xiao Chen's body, and Yu Hongjun held it against each other.

At this moment, even Xuanyuan and others felt that this girl was very unaware of it. Those who had been in power for a long time were no match for Hongjun and Hun Dun. You, a little girl, wouldn’t you die in vain?

Hongjun looked at Xue Yan in white clothes in front of him and smiled disdainfully: "Even Xiao Chen is not my opponent. What's the use of you as a girl?"

"Hmph, it's not your final decision whether it's useful." Xue Yan put a thousand-year-old zither and jade flute down from her waist, turned to Xiao Chen, Xuanyuan and others.

"My cultivation is not enough to control this zither, so I need your help."

"What!"

When everyone heard this, their faces changed rapidly. Unexpectedly, Xue Yan really had the supreme way to defeat the enemy.

Xiao Chen was also happy and felt a little self-repentant. Xue Yan was proficient in music and even Lan Ji called her the number one person in the Qinzong in the ages.

Hongjun's heart beat and felt ominous, but his hands were still waving the heart-killing flute. To be fair, he felt that Xue Yan was talking big and never thought about what happened next, which completely shocked him.

Xue Yan directly placed the zither and flute across her lips and began to play slowly. The first note jumped out, and the whole world was shocked.

Hun Dun, who was blowing out the evil wind, was attacked by Xue Yan's first note and turned into a chaotic energy with a "gugu" sound, which penetrated into Hongjun's palm, but it was as if he had seen a natural enemy. After Xue Yan's voice sounded, her face turned pale and there was a faint sign of fainting. Seeing this, Xiao Chen, Xuanyuan, Ci Hang and others pointed at her fingers, and a large amount of holy power turned into silk threads and poured into Xue Yan's body.

Xue Yan was supported by the sacred power and then blew the second sound, a sense of eternal life that was always the same as the same, and the meaning of death and eternal life burst out from the second sound, scrolling through nothingness.

Hongjun, who was playing the heart-killing flute, shook his body, and his calm heart of Tao seemed to be cut by something, and a mouthful of essence and blood could no longer be suppressed and vomited out.

"Damn it, what sound does this have such power!" Hongjun felt the passing vitality, and even the origin of the Heavenly Dao was leaving. If this continues, his position as the Saint of Heavenly Dao will not be guaranteed.

Thinking of this, Hongjun's eyes were solemn, and he grabbed the heart-killing flute in his hand and began to recite the ancient mysterious skill.

In an instant, thousands of willow branches fell in the sky, green, and a stream of vitality shocked everyone present.

"Haha, I said at the beginning, Hongjun, you will never be able to suppress me."

A flowing and cold voice came from nothingness. In the astonished eyes of everyone, a scholar in a medium-sized body slowly walked out of nothingness. "This man's eyes were gentle, and he could even be said to be a little hollow, and his steps were a little vague, but the pressure on his body made everyone dare not underestimate him.

Hongjun held the flute that turned into the Linglong Qiqiao Jade Heart in his hand, and his face was extremely difficult to see. He originally wanted to turn the Heart-killing flute into the Linglong Qiqiao Jade Heart.

Unexpectedly, once the heart-killing flute was unblocked, the willow would be released!

"Haha, Hongjun, you seem to be very surprised!"

"Hmph, so what if you unlock it? You are not my opponent in the prehistoric battle, and now you are still not my opponent."

Hongjun thrust his body, and the supreme pressure of the saint of Heavenly Dao was pressing away with the willows.

Xiao Chen, who looked at Hongjun's actions, sneered: "Hongjun, you really care about your head and tail." With a grab of his palm, he directly smashed the Bagua Linglong Demon Refining Tower at Hongjun.

When the willows standing quietly in the void saw this, their empty eyes suddenly had colorful light patterns.

"not good!"

Hongjun used the Fenbao Cliff to block the Bagua Linglong Demon Refining Tower, and his whole body moved, and his eyes saw that one foot had escaped into nothingness.

I never thought that the colorful patterns in Yangluan's eyes suddenly burst out and turned into colorful willow silks all over the sky, bound Hongjun from head to toe.

Xue Yan, who was playing the piano flute, her eyes lit up, and she seized the opportunity that had passed. The sound in her mouth changed, and the third sound rang through the void.

The Three Thousand Sword Peaks of the entire Emperor's Cult shocked violently, and burst out green air and pressed towards Hongjun.

"Damn it!" Hongjun, who was bound, twisted wildly, but the attacks between Xiao Chen and Yang Liu made him unable to find any gap at all.

With a "boom", the green aura of the three thousand swords directly shattered Hongjun, the heaven and earth trembled, and time and space suddenly paused at this moment.

There was also a hazy blood rain falling from the highest point, and another sound of sadness came from the depths of the underworld. This scene made everyone feel creepy.

However, the drastic change has not stopped. The earth began to collapse, and countless ghost corpses jumped out with their teeth and claws. The entire human world cried and howled, and the world fell into darkness.

"The five declines of heaven and man."

Xiao Chen sneered: "But just one Hongjun died once, which triggered the five declines of heaven and man. The way of heaven is really blind."

When Yang Liu heard this, she also sneered: "Hongjun is just a mere earthworm, but the way of heaven is so beloved. This can only be said that the way of heaven has no eyes."
Chapter completed!