What If All the Girls In the Cultivation World Want To Catch Me

Suddenly, Xia Yi felt a powerful underworld approaching from behind. He turned his head-to see, it was blood-colored withered bones. This kind of skeleton can't see the complete body, nor what kind of creature it was before birth, but this kind of blood-colored skeleton. Xia Yi knew what it was.

"go back!"

He turned his head, his left hand burned a karma fire. This scarlet skeleton looked like a cow, but there were many skulls on his body, including humans and spirit beasts. The scarlet skeleton let out a whisper of dissatisfaction and looked at Xia Yi. The bright red flame on his left hand had to choose to go away.

"Hmph, when you come out in the future, it won't work now."

This kind of scarlet skeleton, like him, can turn the dead energy into the underworld, stabilize the existence of the underworld, and completely tear it apart in this world-a rift leading to the underworld, so Xia Yi is absolutely impossible to let the scarlet skeleton come out, otherwise this channel Once stabilized, it will repeat the same tragedy as before.

That is. Nether disaster.

As more and more ghosts entered Heishui Lake, Heishui Lake started to wave like the sea. It was obvious that it was extremely unstable. Xia Yi seemed to hear something howling, cursing him. Q died in

It can be seen that this nightmare's soul fragment has its own consciousness. "

The voice was dim, and it only seemed to sound in his mind. What was even more surprising was that the voice finally resembled the voice of a little girl, whimpering and pleading with him, but before that, he clearly heard it like a beast. Howl.

"Heart Sword, Despair!

Xia Yi whispered the four words in his mouth, breaking through the illusion in the sea of ​​knowledge. The voice-the son disappeared. Before disappearing, there was a desperate wailing. Nightmare and Mirage Dragon-both are good at illusion, but there are fundamental differences. Mirage Dragon's illusion is more beautiful, allowing people to see beautiful things, but Nightmare makes people see the most desperate things.

In terms of this relationship, Mirage and Nightmare are almost deadly enemies.

Before he knew it, Xia Yi felt that his eyes lit up inexplicably. Above the dark valley, there was a sunset. It seems that the mirage dragon has opened the large array of the Yongye Temple. The large array of the Yongye Temple covers the sun. I don’t know. How many years have caused all the plants in the mountains to die, and now these plants have finally seen the sun again. If they are alive, they don’t know what they will think.

But Xia Yi knew that-he would not be happy, he would be very sad, just like the setting sun that is about to fall and disappear.

The blood-red setting sun reflected Xia Yi’s back like this, pulling Xia Yi’s back to be old, and Xia Yi could guess everything that happened in Heishui Lake. He dare to say that no one enters Heishui Lake. Want to survive, who knows how dangerous is in the Blackwater Lake, but what about Nether?

Nether is not afraid of death, it is better to say that death is a kind of relief, and harmony is what they are after. In the realm of Nether, Xia Yi doesn't know how many bones of death have been seen, but they are also bones of awakening.

Even now, there are so many skeletons beside Xia Yi, with empty eye sockets, I don't know how gaze they are staring at the sunset, they are motionless, just wanting to usher in real death.

"Although I cannot persuade you to live, at least let me see you off.

Xia Yi took out a Fan Qin from the storage ring. This Qin was bought in the Imperial City of Teng Kingdom. He felt that he was quite talented at the time, and it came in handy immediately.

Sitting on my knees, setting the piano, sliding my fingertips across the strings, a tremolo sounded, followed by a very quiet tune. When this tune first sounded, there was no joy and sorrow, only a kind of indifference.

This made the skeletons waiting to die look towards Xia Yi. Their unawakened spirits seemed to be guided by a kind of guidance. The heavens and the earth were quiet instantly, the birds and insects did not sing, the wind stopped and the grass and trees breathed, only the sound of Xia Yi’s piano was transmitted. All over the world.

Gradually, some bones that were still moving stopped inexplicably, and they all looked back at Xia Yi. They didn't move. They just watched and seemed to be listening. Some of the remaining resentful spirits also calmed down, the same as Youming. Frozen in place.

This piece was created by Xia Yi and has been modified many, many times. This is the piece that he played with a few hollow stones day after day after he discovered the rhythm in the netherworld, and played it on the piano at this moment. , It is even more emotional.

In that endless sea of ​​blood, he wandered on the sea alone one by one. This song unexpectedly calmed his troubled heart. This first song created in the netherworld and played in the netherworld can only be played by Xia Yi.

Because.... This is a song dedicated only to the dead.

The grievances of those deceased disciples in the Hall of Eternal Night disappeared in the sound of the piano, and some grieving spirits did not know what was going on, and inexplicably turned into blue smoke and dissipated.

At this time, a thousand miles outside the Yongye Hall, the six disciples and even the disciples of the Dragon Xuanzong and the Heavenly Sword Sect were all coming to the Yongye Hall. The fact that the Yongye Hall was destroyed by the Emperor Pill was too shocking, you must know The Palace of the Eternal Night is the second dignified family of the Yuan Realm. There are many emperors, countless disciples, and even a half-jun guard. It can be described as a one-party overlord.

However, the Emperor Dan---Shang-Mie-Zong or something, did he want to be respected in the Metaverse?

What is respect? Seeing it is like seeing the sky,-saying that life and death can be respected.

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"Huh? The sound of the piano?\'

"The tone of this piano sound is so leisurely... I feel calm inside." h

Many disciples heard the sound of the piano for the first time, and they were all trapped in the sound of the piano. Only those emperors could resist the Dao intent of the sound of the piano. Some disciples with the lowest cultivation level gradually lost their eyes, and death began to be born in their bodies. Let--the emperors were shocked.

"wake up!!"

They roared and forcibly awakened the disciples under their sect. All these disciples woke up in a cold sweat. Without the help of these emperors, they would never be able to wake up. What is the sound of the piano? It is so evil!!

An old man with white beard and hair looked at the sunset, and his heart was extremely surprised.

He is the supreme elder of the ten sects of the Yuanjie-Qinghungu, and he is also recognized as the first person in Yuanjie music, but at this moment he has to convince him that he is nothing in front of the owner of the song!

"Seal the ear points with spiritual energy, this sound is not something we can hear!

The elder of Qinghungutai immediately warned the disciples of all sects, and of course the disciples of all sects should follow suit.

After a stick of incense, everyone came to the gate of the Yongye Temple. The prosperity of the past was not there. I saw that the dark valley was lifeless. The setting sun had completely fallen in the sky and there were still some resentful spirits. Countless bones were surrounded by one thing. They took a close look, they were a man, a young man with white clothes and white hair.

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Of course Xia Yi noticed that the disciples were coming, and they were really procrastinating.

These disciples and elders saw that the Yongye Palace had turned into such a tragic situation,-all were shocked, but they were still more puzzled, wondering what those bones were, only a few emperors showed fear and fear in the eyes of Long Xuanzong. At this time, it was just that he was not in the same position as the six disciples. Long Jun stared at these white bones, and his heart gradually became cold.

"No, You Ming! It's You Ming! You have to leave this world as soon as possible!!!"

Long Jun had heard a lot of legends about the Netherworld, and even the Metaverse had been invaded before. The Demon Island in the fourth area of ​​the Death Islands was the place where the Netherworld once invaded.

Because of these bones, the knowledgeable elders and emperors immediately abandoned their prejudices and began to communicate, how to deal with the conversation, whether to seal the place first, the voice of their conversation was a little loud, and gradually made-something still. The skeleton started to move again.

"Quiet!'

At this time,-Dao thoughts immediately resounded in everyone's minds,-some disciples who had seen Xia Yi suddenly recognized that it was Xia Yi's voice.

When the people of various sects heard Xia Yi let them be quiet, they stopped talking and switched to sound transmission. I don’t know what Xia Yi was, but Xia Yi continued to play the tunes. This was his farewell to the dead. The song needs to be finished.

Gradually, the tune was almost to the last moment, Xia Yi's fingers-flicked, the tone changed, and it changed into a more ethereal tune. The Supreme Elder of Qinghungu immediately rushed in front of the disciples and opened his hands. Use a certain technique to completely isolate the Taoist invasion of the sound of the piano.

This Dao meaning is too terrifying, and the living must never listen to it!

"You live and I die, I die you live, there is no life or death, life and death are nothing.

"What to seek for survival, what to seek for death, to be immortal, everything is reincarnation.

Xia Yi was muttering a language that everyone in the Metaverse could not understand. This was the voice of the netherworld, the language of the netherworld. At this time, Xia Yi remembered the scenes of knowing the language, knowing the Quartet, knowing the time, and those who told him about this. My bones, each one carries a long time.

This is their existence!

Xia Yi now has his own understanding of the so-called causal perception.

He, it's time to cut that thread.

"Against yin and yang, small cause and effect 5

He flicked the piano with ten fingers, and the corners of his mouth were slightly cocked. The jaws of the white bones were also opened, and he seemed to be laughing. He saw something beautiful. Under the place.....