The words come to an end, and the war song begins.

[Tiangang Beidou] launch!

Seven silver silk threads flew out from the Heavenly Demon Piano and connected to everyone in Xiaoyao Sect.

Based on the seven stars as the base, the magic array is constructed with notes to connect every companion on the battlefield. Mu Yan is the center of the formation, and every point remaining is the eye of the formation, complementing each other and perfectly combining, expanding the power of the original seven people infinitely.

Mu Yan's hand plucking on the strings was so fast that afterimage appeared.

Yun Ruohan and the other six also moved instantly.

...

What does it mean to meet a dozen tribulation monks with six peaks of the Nascent Soul?

If it were in the past, it would be no exaggeration to say that it would hit a stone with an egg and shake a tree with a veal.

Logically speaking, the seven sons of Xiaoyao should have been killed without any suspense.

However, at this moment, all the people in the Demon-Slaying Square who looked up at the war believed it from the bottom of their hearts.

The seven sons of Xiaoyao will win!

Jun Muyan will win!

Because they are already an invincible combination on this cultivation continent.

And Jun Muyan is truly invincible and unshakable!

"Xiaoyao Xiaoyao, who else can I do!"

"Xiaoyao Xiaoyao, dominate the world!!"

Not only was the first one who shouted it out, but then it burned the entire Fengtian Mountains like a spark.

...

The battle lasts very long.

From the scorching sun to the sun setting in the west.

In the square, the battle between the Nether Flame Army and the Demon-Slaying Army has ended.

With the help of Jun Muyan's musical sound, the Mingyan Army won an overwhelming victory.

Yes, during the battle with Xiaoyao Six Sons, Mu Yan never stopped assisting the Mingyan Army.

[Phantoms are everywhere] Let her use her talents as a god musician to the extreme.

It will also completely reverse the situation that should be a desperate situation.

And those who watched this war, neither Mu Yan's side nor those who had defected to Dingbei Hou did not leave.

Because everyone knows that what they are watching at this moment is an epic battle.

What they want to witness is the birth of the powerful king that has never been seen.

...

"No! I don't believe it!!"

Chu Xinyan had disheveled hair, his eyes glared at Jun Muyan with red eyes, and glared at the man who defeated him among the seven sons of Xiaoyao.

The weak Chu Moli, who was sitting in a wheelchair, seemed to be able to fall down when the wind blew.

At this time, Chu Xinyan was like an old man in his twilight years old, his voice was hoarse and his face was full of wrinkles, and he no longer had the energy he had before.

When the 80,000 Mingyan Army appeared, he thought that he would lose.

But he didn't understand how he was defeated by Chu Moli.

Facing this disabled young man, he strangled his throat, thinking that he could swallow all the anger in his body.

However, the young man whose lifeline was pinned down just smiled shyly.

Then, the soul essence in Chu Xinyan's body that maintained his life and youth poured out towards Chu Moli like a river breaking a dam.

In the end, Chu Xinyan cruelly cut off his arm, allowing him to escape from the gentle and humble young man who smiled but was as terrifying as a devil.

But the appearance and cultivation he had accumulated over the past three hundred years were destroyed at this moment.

In the heart-wrenching pain, he heard Chu Moli's tepid sound in his ears.

"I don't know where you learned some of the fur of [curse], but it is used on me..."

Chu Moli didn't finish his final words.

But Chu Xinyan saw the ridicule and disdain in the eyes of the young man.
Chapter completed!