"Finally, someone who can fight has come." Mo Jiu didn't take the others, including Cang Song, seriously at all. "Mo Jiu." Le Changsheng spoke, his voice was elegant and melodious, like a bird singing. Although there were only two words "Mo Jiu", it seemed to make people forget their troubles and ascend to heaven in broad daylight. "Here!" Mo Jiu said this without anyone noticing, and the whole audience was stunned! Then Mo Jiu immediately found something wrong. "What a Le Changsheng, he actually has such a method to control my mind." Mo Jiu was shocked! How firm his willpower was, but the other party just spoke, and he made him lose his mind and almost fell into the trap.
I have long heard that Le Changsheng has extraordinary methods and specializes in attacking other people's minds. Seeing him today, he is really strong. "I don't deserve it, I don't deserve it. Brother Mo Jiu set up such a big battle today. I came to visit empty-handed. It's really wrong. Why don't I give you a spring song as an apology." Le Changsheng held a bamboo flute and a spring song sounded. The spring song was melodious and spread to all directions. Hearing this, the demons immediately put down their magic weapons, their faces were filled with joy and hope. This is a very magical picture. The demons put down their butcher knives, their faces were filled with joy, and they enjoyed a touch of tranquility. In a trance! On the Demon Island, small grasses grew in the cracks of the dark rocks. In a few breaths. The entire Demon Island turned into an ocean full of tranquility and peace. People here did not fight and kill, but only enjoyed the tranquility of life. "Domain!" Zheng Tuo was a little surprised as he looked at Le Changsheng, who was playing the flute in the void, like a real immortal playing music. This person came from the most mysterious Changsheng Mountain among the ten major sects. There are three or five people in Changsheng Mountain, all of whom are outstanding. This Le Changsheng is even more so. Someone once said: A bamboo flute is so powerful that it can conquer the world. Who doesn't know Le Changsheng?
What he said is his extraordinaryness. This person's strength is unfathomable. He uses music as a knife, and he is unpredictable. He ranks at the top of the list of the most unprovoked, higher than Chixiao. However, this person is not good at fighting, and his personality is elegant and easy-going, so he is only ranked third in the Dragon List. Under the bamboo flute. The birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant on the Demon Island, and all things are revived. Such means. It must be a kind of domain, and it is a primitive domain. The ruthless character who tempered his spirit for the eighth time, plus the strength of the early stage of Qi Hai, can be called the strongest in the field, even stronger than Mo Jiu. Zheng Tuo quickly analyzed the situation in the field. "What a powerful guy, my poor brother, his coming-of-age ceremony is so miserable, alas..." Mo Xiaoqi sighed, looking a little melancholy. This was like a bolt from the blue to Zheng Tuo's ears. The purpose of Mo Jiu coming to the East Region is not to disintegrate the East Region from the inside, nor to leave in anger, but to have a coming-of-age ceremony! Oh my goodness! Are all demons so open and close? Such a big scene for a coming-of-age ceremony! "What a great spring song, what a great Le Changsheng." Mo Jiu did not hide his admiration for Le Changsheng. However. The stronger the person, the more he could inspire his desire to fight. He opened his mouth and emitted waves of magic sounds. Under the magic sounds, the originally lush and green Fu Mo Island turned into a purgatory in an instant. Mo Jiu held the big magic knife in his hand, carried the Devouring Demon Plate on his back, and strode towards Le Changsheng. Le Changsheng finished a spring song, and when he saw that it had no effect, he shook his head. "As expected of the son of the Demon Emperor, he is powerful, powerful." Le Changsheng was very indifferent. Seeing Mo Jiu striding over, he blew the bamboo flute in his hand. Instantly!
The sound of killing rang in all directions. On this Fu Mo Island, people seemed to have come to the golden battlefield. The music was heard in their ears. The eyes of the human cultivators were all bright! They felt that the blood in their bodies was burning, and their fighting power increased exponentially. What's going on! Can Le Changsheng's flute sound increase fighting power? "Go." Cang Song led the way, and with the sound of golden swords and iron horses, he rushed towards Mo Jiu. He was the main attacker, and the others were auxiliary, fighting Mo Jiu. Mo Jiu was not afraid, and controlled two magic weapons to launch a counterattack. The battle was about to begin. And the scene was actually a one-sided suppression of the human race. Le Changsheng's flute sound was obviously some kind of amplification magic, which could greatly increase the combat effectiveness of the human race. The combat effectiveness of Chi Xiao Li Junwudao and others was definitely not a little bit improved. They just couldn't compete with Mo Jiu head-on, but now they can fight back and forth, which shows how powerful the amplification of the flute sound is. On the other hand, the demon race. When the flute sounded, the combat effectiveness obviously dropped a level. Just now, they could rely on numbers to suppress the human race, but now they were beaten back. Assist! And it's a top-level auxiliary that can increase status! This word popped up in Zheng Tuo's mind. The reason why Le Changsheng doesn't like fighting is because he is an auxiliary? The sound of the flute entered his ears. He felt that his combat power had improved. He was a puppet, but he could also increase his power. I think. This magical power should be to identify whether to increase or suppress through the soul.
Sound-related magical powers are very rare, just like his puppetry, they all rely on talent. Look at the functionality shown by Le Changsheng at this moment. If he goes to the Golden Battlefield, it is simply a BUG-like existence. On the scene. Because of Le Changsheng's magical power, Mo Jiu began to decline. His strength is indeed unmatched. No one can beat him in a one-on-one situation. But the other side was also a tough guy, especially this Cangsong, whose strength was equal to his own. With the music amplification of Le Changsheng, he could not handle him at all for a while. Looking back, a group of guys rushed towards him like crazy, making him unable to use his strength. "Where are the four demon generals?" Mo Jiu shouted. "Shua shua shua..." Three people rushed out of the darkness. There were originally four demon generals, and the demon blade had not returned yet, so I was afraid that something had happened. However, the remaining three demon generals were all at the Qi Hai stage, and they appeared at this moment, which immediately reversed the situation in the field. Mo Jiu retreated and got a chance to breathe for a moment. The three demon generals stepped forward and fought with the cultivator. Mo Jiu raised his eyes and looked at Le Changsheng. As long as Le Changsheng was killed, the situation would naturally belong to him. And this person was very powerful, and he was interested in a fight. Full of killing intent. He strode towards Le Changsheng. Seeing Mo Jiu walking towards him, Le Changsheng aimed the flute at Mo Jiu. The music turned into an invisible sword and attacked Mo Jiu. Mo Jiu's body was ablaze with true demon flames, and he turned into a true demon. He wanted to kill with one strike. Kill the opponent. "Swoosh!" He disappeared from the spot in an instant, and reappeared in front of Le Changsheng. "Die!"
The big demon sword swung and slashed at Le Changsheng. "Not elegant at all." Le Changsheng sighed lightly and turned into thousands of figures, asking Mo Jiu to cut it in the air. Thousands of figures all held bamboo flutes and played music. Mo Jiu felt a terrible killing intent in his mind, and his eyes turned blood red in an instant. The killing intent in his heart was awakened at this moment. "Ah..." Mo Jiu was like crazy, bursting out with a monstrous demonic energy. Then. He danced the big demon sword like a mental patient. The big demon sword turned into hundreds of meters and passed over the battlefield. Both human cultivators and demons were affected. Le Changsheng retreated far away, looking at the mad Mo Jiu, and sighed. "After all, he is just a reckless man. Even if he has extraordinary talent, it will be difficult for him to become an immortal." Le Changsheng shook his head.