Sword Moon Lyrics

Some monks saw that the monsters and birds were no match for them, so they fought while still approaching the dense forest.

Several transformed demon cultivators discussed it, whistled repeatedly, and a group of second-level demon birds pounced down.

The strength of these demonic birds was much higher. Their wings were spread out and they were as fast as lightning. Many weapons slashed at them, but they were deflected and dodged away.

These demonic birds are extremely cunning, with sharp beaks and sharp claws, and are specially designed to attack the human race's mount, the Snow Spirit Horse.

A snow spirit horse was pecked in the butt by a black hawk, which made the snow spirit horse jump wildly.

The monk on horseback hurriedly used his scimitar to kill the black eagle. As a result, four or five demonic birds swarmed up and grabbed the monk with their sharp claws, lifting him and his horse into the air.

As soon as the monk was off the ground, he had only risen ten feet. A hurricane blew through the sky. The man felt as if his whole body had been cut by sharp knives. He was so flustered that he jumped off the horse in a hurry.

However, before he could land on the snow, a young demon cultivator hurriedly passed by.

"Ah!" The monk had magical powers, but he was wrapped in the hurricane and could not use them. The transformed white owl's wings were as sharp as a knife, slicing through his throat, and a trace of blood flew into the air.

The body of the foundation-building monk fell down, and a group of demon birds flew over beside him. They lowered their sharp beaks and tore the body into dozens of pieces in the air, then raised their heads and swallowed them.

When the heroes below saw it, they all became disheartened and dismounted one after another, putting their mounts into their spirit beast bags.

Although he saved his mount, there was no snow spirit horse on the snowfield, and the waist-deep snow made it impossible to move forward. Although the dense forest was close at hand, it was still out of reach.

"Everyone, get together!" someone shouted.

"Hide in that pile of rocks and slowly follow these monsters."

Everyone worked together to fight towards the rock pile. After a while, more and more humans gathered on the rock, and the situation gradually stabilized.

Shi Feng took Zhang Lingfu from his arms, blew out a breath of spiritual energy, and a red flame suddenly erupted in front of him.

The demon bird rushed over, hit the wall of fire, and immediately screamed and flew up.

This is the famous "Fire Curtain Talisman". It is one foot thick and extremely hot. It is like a big curtain, surrounding the four people, and the demon birds cannot rush in for a while.

However, Shi Feng's long sword, Xue Minghui's flying knife, and Ning Zhe's scimitar were not affected. They rose and fell one after another, and the surrounding demon birds were hit and fell to the ground.

After fighting for a long time, six or seven people from the human race died, but the remaining twenty monks all had amazing magical powers.

They relied on the pile of rocks and gathered together. Various talismans and seals formed a thick curtain of light. Coupled with various magic weapons and spiritual talismans, the demon birds attacked several times, but apart from throwing down hundreds of corpses, they were unable to attack at all.

An hour later, the demonic birds stopped attacking, but they did not leave either. They kept hovering in the air, waiting for opportunities to move.

As night fell, Shi Feng's Fire Curtain Talisman had long since exhausted its power and disappeared.

He didn't dare to use the magic talisman on his body indiscriminately, so he could only stare at the demon bird with wide eyes, secretly on guard.

Seeing the humans hiding in the pile of rocks, those monster birds became bolder and dared not move. They simply fell from the sky and pecked at the corpses on the snow.

There were piles of things scattered on the snow, including human monks who had unfortunately lost their lives, and even more of their fellow monsters who had just been killed.

After eating, those monster birds were still pacing back and forth in the snow leisurely, screaming and demonstrating at the humans from time to time.

The cold was getting heavier and heavier, there was no wood around, and no one dared to use fire talismans, so they had to use their magic power to resist the biting cold.

Although the monk could not freeze to death for a while, his magic power was also lost slightly.

If this continues, it won't be long before except for the water spirit monks who can meditate and absorb spiritual energy, others will have to swallow pills to replenish their energy.

And once the elixir is exhausted, what can we use to fight against the demonic birds?

Mo Rongzhai has a wood spirit body, so he was quite uncomfortable after staying in the snow for a long time. He shouted loudly, "Fellow Taoists, this is not the way to go. The demon bird obviously wants to bring us down."

Some people repeatedly echoed, "Yes, yes." "Sitting and waiting for death is not an option." "Everyone forms a group and fights out. As long as we enter the forest and the trees are lush, those monster birds cannot besiege us."

Some people objected loudly, "Once we break through, we have to leave this rock barrier. The snow is vast and there is nowhere to hide. How can we resist the monster birds swarming us?"

"Yes, if we break out of the encirclement, there will be chaos and chaos, and they will flee in all directions. Wouldn't that fulfill the wish of the demon bird?"

The crowd was divided into two groups due to their different abilities, and they got into a quarrel for a while, each holding their own opinions.

Hong Tiancheng looked at Shi Feng, "Fellow Daoist Qin, what do you say?"

He was reminded by Shi Feng in Baima City and escaped with his life, and he trusted Shi Feng in his heart.

Shi Feng was hesitant for a moment. He wanted to break out of the encirclement. Even those demon cultivators in disguise couldn't stop him, but if he brought Madam Xue with him, they might not be able to protect her...

The seven or eight transformed demon cultivators burst out laughing when they saw the human race shrinking back and being in a dilemma.

After the heavy snowfall, the weather was clear and a crescent moon appeared in the sky.

Suddenly, a "ding-dong" sounded in Jingjie Snowfield. The sound was not very loud, but everyone in the quarrel could hear it clearly. They were startled and stopped talking.

Then the music of the piano slowly sounded, melodious and clear, like a beautiful lady singing softly, and like a clear spring splashing out rocks.

The sound of the piano is like complaining, and the moonlight is like water, washing away all the hustle and bustle in the world. There is nothing left except the sound of nature.

Everyone was so mesmerized by what they heard that they completely forgot that they were in danger.

Qin Bing sighed, "Whose piano skills are so amazing!"

Her Yao Qin skills are also quite good, especially after receiving the "Ancient Zhengyin" presented by Ye Wuji, her piano skills have improved by leaps and bounds, but compared with this violinist, she is still far behind.

The sound of the piano turned slow, like a mother holding a baby, whispering in her mouth, caressing with her palm.

The human race was surprised to find that the surrounding demon birds were swaying, as if a strong sense of fatigue surged into their heads.

"Plop" a black eagle fell to the snow and fell asleep, followed by the surrounding first-level demon birds falling to the ground. The second-level demon birds also couldn't resist, their bodies swayed, and their eyelids drooped involuntarily.

"Damn it!" The seven or eight transformed demon birds soared into the sky and pounced into the dense forest.

"Ssss" the sound of the piano suddenly turned sharp, like a silver bottle suddenly cracking, and swords and spears protruding.

A young demon bird just fell down and approached the treetops. It seemed as if it was struck by thunder. It screamed and jumped up quickly, and a bunch of feathers fell in the air.

The other transformed demon cultivators were startled. They showed their true forms and tried to fly down.

However, no matter how they fluttered their wings and kept swooping, the sound of the piano was everywhere, and those demon birds could not land.

Shi Feng praised him endlessly, "This man's sonic attack is indeed extraordinary!"

The white fox also nodded and said, "The biggest advantage of sonic attack is that one can fight many. Even if the enemy is tens of thousands, in his eyes, it is just one person."

The two sides fought for a while, and the sound of the piano was leisurely and fading, but the eight transformed demon cultivators were trapped in the quagmire, and their wings could not flap.

A huge white owl was the most ferocious. He was in the middle stage of transformation and had the strongest strength.

When the sound of the piano changed, his figure fell rapidly, and he actually passed through the tree canopy and entered the dense forest.

Indistinctly, he saw a person sitting cross-legged under a big tree, with a Yaoqin placed horizontally on his knees.

The transformed demon bird was overjoyed, rolled on the ground, and turned into a young man in white, and grabbed the man's face with one claw.

The man under the tree did not move at all, and with a flick of his finger, a sound of the piano was stimulated.

He picked the thickest string of the piano, "dong", and the sound was the sound of Huangzhong, the first yang sound.

The transformed demon bird's chest was hit by a giant hammer, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

He was afraid that the man under the tree would use a second move, so he transformed himself into a giant owl and soared into the sky. In the blink of an eye, he had risen high into the sky and fled.