Heaven-defying Skills

On the bloody altar, almost all of the artifacts lying on the bones were trembling, but there was one exception, which stood there quietly without any reaction. Wingdings: ♦︎♦︎⬧︎♦︎◆︎⌧︎♦︎♦︎□︎❍︎

It was a magical ruler, red with blood, buried in the middle by many artifacts. It was so inconspicuous, but as if it should be extraordinary, Han Fengxue noticed its existence at a glance.

"Soul-taking Song, Nine Nether Devours, Bloody Ruler, Sacrifice of the Gods!" Han Fengxue murmured to herself again. Is this the so-called Bloody Ruler? After standing there for a moment, Han Fengxue's figure flashed, Heading towards the bloody ruler, he held it with his right hand and tried to pull it out from the altar. He exerted a slight force, but the bloody ruler did not react at all.

The body poured into his hand, Han Fengxue continued to increase the strength, but the magic ruler still did not respond, but the other artifacts started to tremble, and they kept buzzing, as if summoning Han Fengxue, At this moment, the deathly silence, despair, and soul-trembling melody sounded again, like hundreds of millions of ghosts roaring with their teeth and claws, especially Han Fengxue who was holding the blood-colored ruler. This feeling was particularly strong, compared to I don’t know how strong it was just now.

The hand holding the bloody ruler was retracted like an electric shock, and the body retreated. Han Fengxue felt better now, but the music was still buzzing, but it was not as strong as before. Hold on to your mind, Han Fengxue Xue refused to let this melody shatter her spirit and soul. It was too evil. Han Fengxue did not dare to doubt that if he stayed in this ghost place for a month or two, he would collapse under this melody.

He glanced at Yaoyue and saw Yaoyue sitting there with her eyes closed. Her face was as pale as paper and her brows were tightly knitted without any relaxation. She was obviously very uncomfortable under this music.

After a long time, the music stopped, and Yaoyue actually felt like vomiting. The bloody illusion from the Nine Nether Hell and the real-like touch made her feel like she was about to collapse. She didn't know if it was because of this. Because she is familiar with the melody, Han Fengxue is much better than Yaoyue. The bleak autumn wind is also like the battlefield of mountains of bones and bloody setting sun, but compared to the melody just now, it is still very different. It has a strong impact on the soul. The impact is incomparable to the bleak autumn wind.

Looking around the closed space, Han Fengxue had a feeling of powerlessness. She was bombarding the surroundings, but none of the four walls responded at all. The numerous bones and altar artifacts could not move at all. He and Yaoyue It seems that the only option is to wait for death here. In this environment, I am afraid that without the killer rhythm, it is enough for people to collapse and die.

And unfortunately, Han Fengxue seemed to have guessed it again. The melody would sound again every once in a while, and the time would get longer and longer. Under such circumstances, Yaoyue had gradually become unable to hold on. Yes, several times when the music sounded, her eyes opened, and Han Fengxue found that her eyes were full of blood and red. If Han Fengxue hadn't woken her up, she didn't know what would have happened.

"Take this, improve your strength, maybe you still have a chance to go out." The light flickered, Yaoyue took out the spirit bead and handed it to Han Fengxue. She knew that she couldn't hold it anymore. If she went through it one or two more times, Due to the baptism of music, she would collapse and die even if she didn't go crazy. The spirit beads might as well give Han Fengxue some strength.

"We will be fine." Han Fengxue looked at Yaoyue, with a trace of confidence in her eyes. She didn't know whether she was comforting Yaoyue or deceiving herself, and then said: "You should absorb the spirit beads and practice first. See How much strength can be improved?”

Seeing the undoubted look in Han Fengxue's eyes, Yaoyue found that the man in front of her was more and more charming. Even though he was in a desperate situation, he was still not a little anxious. He was calm and indifferent, and did not panic. She nodded, Yaoyue's A ray of warmth flowed through her heart, and her divine power and her mind floated into the spirit bead. Yaoyue's face gradually returned to ruddy color, showing the slightest trace of intoxication.

Bits and pieces of aura improvement and strength sublimation continued. This continued for several days before Yaoyue's eyes opened again, and the light of the spirit beads had dimmed, but Yaoyue's aura sublimated to Han Fengxuedu. The realm that needs to be looked up to is the high level of the God King. Yaoyue's strength has suddenly reached the high level of the God King. Some of the treasures in this space are really shocking.

Turning her eyes, Yaoyue nodded to Han Fengxue, and then calmed down in the familiarity with the high-level strength of the God King. Time passed slowly, and she experienced several more attacks from the music. Yaoyue's resistance ability He also became stronger, but the situation was not as good as expected. After five or six experiences, the high-level God King Yaoyue felt that he couldn't bear it again.

The music shook the soul, the river of blood flowed, and the setting sun cried. Yaoyue gave up her resistance, opened her eyes, and saw an unforgettable scene that shocked her. She saw Han Fengxue at this moment, biting her lip with her teeth, bloodshot eyes slowly The ordinary face that was left behind now looked particularly ferocious and terrifying, and Han Fengxue's hands were deeply sunk into the ground at this moment, with blue veins popping out.

"Yes, he is only at the initial stage of the God King. Even a high-level God King like me cannot resist this powerful Requiem. What can Han Fengxue rely on? He can only rely on his super strong will and perseverance to keep resisting." A voice sounded in her heart. Yao Yue felt a little ashamed. She found that although she was much stronger than Han Fengxue after improving her strength through the spirit beads, there was still a huge gap between her and Han Fengxue. Finally, she survived the struggle and suffering again. When Yao Yue opened her eyes, she only saw the faint smile on Han Fengxue's face. It was so gentle, as if encouraging her. The painful struggle just now had long disappeared.

Yao Yue smiled and nodded at Han Fengxue. She didn't say anything, but the scene of Han Fengxue just now appeared in her mind. The scene that shocked her was now concealed so perfectly by Han Fengxue.

With his eyes slightly closed, Han Fengxue fell into deep thought. Under the rhythm of the music, he was indeed feeling more and more painful and could not bear it any longer. He felt exhausted and his soul was about to collapse. He could have played a song, perhaps to alleviate this feeling, but he seemed to want to grasp something, to experience and listen deliberately. The rhythm of time can be controlled and used for his own benefit. He believed that this ethereal soul-stirring song could also be controlled by him, but it would take time to explore and listen deliberately. He believed that when he could control the rhythm of the music, everything would be solved.

Completely isolated from the outside world, Han Fengxue and Yaoyue quietly struggled through the passage of time. It had been a year since they entered here, and no one knew how many strong men had died in the outside world. Yaoyue finally couldn't bear the soul-stirring music, but she found that Han Fengxue not only didn't collapse, but his condition had improved a lot. Whenever she resisted the music, she would occasionally peek at Han Fengxue. She found that Han Fengxue had reached the back and was getting calmer and calmer, which shocked her beyond words, but she didn't ask Han Fengxue anything.

On this day, when the music sounded again, the light flickered, and an ancient zither appeared in Han Fengxue's hand. Sitting solemnly on the ground, Han Fengxue nodded to Yaoyue, his eyes slightly closed. At this moment, he was full of extraordinary temperament, which was not proportional to his ordinary appearance.

The next moment, the tune slowly sounded, melodious and pleasant, as if it could target the soul-stirring melody, making people feel like they were bathed in spring breeze, intoxicated and comfortable. Yao Yue, who was already exhausted and thought she could not resist the melody, regained her confidence after hearing Han Fengxue's playing. She looked at Han Fengxue deeply and slowly closed her eyes. Sure enough, this time her pain was reduced to the minimum. The soul-stirring music was soul-stirring, and Han Fengxue's playing was soul-stirring.

Looking at Han Fengxue, Yao Yue's beautiful eyes were full of brilliance, but Han Fengxue's brows were tightly furrowed. Looking at Yao Yue, she was a little embarrassed.

"Just say whatever you want to say." Yao Yue smiled slightly. She didn't even know Han Fengxue's name despite the difficulties of life and death.

"I want to crack this soul-stirring melody." Han Fengxue looked at Yao Yue with a solemn look and said with a hint of confidence.

"You have already done it." Yao Yue looked at Han Fengxue in surprise. The music played by Han Fengxue just now allowed her to withstand the attack of the soul-capturing music. Naturally, she thought that Han Fengxue had done it.

Han Fengxue shook his head: "This is not enough. I want to try to make this music disappear, but this will put you in danger, so I need your cooperation."

"How to cooperate?" Yao Yue heard Han Fengxue's words and said directly without asking any more questions.

After hesitating for a while, Han Fengxue still said: "Lend me your soul and hide it in my space ring, but if you don't want to, then forget it."

Yao Yue smiled indifferently, her face slightly showed a trace of paleness, and a wisp of soul floated out of her mind, without a trace of hesitation. Of course, she knew that Han Fengxue did that to prevent her from having an accident. If Han Fengxue had any ill intentions towards her, he would not have waited until now.

With a look of surprise, Han Fengxue nodded to Yaoyue and put away her soul. The two of them had a soul connection with each other, and they couldn't help but feel a little strange.

After waiting for a few days, the soul-capturing music sounded again. Han Fengxue and Yaoyue looked at each other and nodded. The light flashed, and Han Fengxue put Yaoyue away. Then, the light flashed again, and the ancient zither Jiuxiao Huanpei appeared beside him.