The sixth blood-colored sedan chair, as Shi Lingzi opened his eyes, paused. The four monks carrying the sedan chair also looked up, staring at Wang Baole with no god's eyes.

Wang Baole didn't move either, his eyes touched Shi Lingzi, and his heart was full of vigilance.

He knew very well that Shi Lingzi's law of listening desire had reached a very amazing level. In the entire Chord Sect, no one was his opponent except Yue Lingzi and the mysterious sect leader.

Even Yue Lingzi is afraid that it is just a match.

If compared with the system of Appetite City, then Shi Lingzi should be at the level of a gluttony master. Although Wang Baole's appetite law is strong, he knows that once he takes action, if he cannot kill the other party in an instant, his identity will be exposed.

Although I have changed my appearance and changed my clothes, being able to enter the dark night of the Law of Listening to Desire will also cause some trouble for myself. After all, this is a fight with the powerful man who listens to Desire, not other ordinary monks.

And the most important thing is that dawn is approaching, and time is coming, it is difficult for Wang Baole to kill the other party instantly.

Therefore, this encounter was not only beyond Wang Baole's expectations, but also made him have no idea of ​​taking action. So at this moment, under Shi Lingzi's oppressive gaze, Wang Baole chose to retreat.

If he can't fight, he still doesn't want to fight with the other party at this time.

But just as Wang Baole retreated, Shi Lingzi, who was on the sixth blood-colored sedan chair, suddenly spoke.

"It's not enough to apply the blood of the sedan chair. Even if you come with the sedan chair, it's better to send some blood, which saves me a lot of effort." Shi Lingzi looked at Wang Baole as if he was looking at a dead person.

For him, the identity of the person in front of him is not important. No matter which sect cultivator is, he meets himself who is maintaining the blood-colored sedan formation, it would be fine if he avoids it from afar. If he follows him, he will have the power to kill and kill regardless of whether he has other purposes or not.

This is the rule set by all the Taoist sects of the three major sects of Tingyu City.

The blood-colored sedan chair, Xizhu, who suppressed it, naturally knew about this. In fact, the six Taoist sects in the three major sects knew about this, and even more knew that this was the matter of listening to the Lord of You personally refining and suppressing the formation, and maintaining the formation, the six Taoist sects of their three major sects took turns.

If you want to suppress Xizhu for a long time, they need to rotate regular inspections and maintenance, apply them with blood to keep these six sedan chairs bright red color at all times.

This time, he was rotated to him and originally sacrificed his own blood, but he was already reluctant to be at the time of breaking through. At this moment, he actually met a person who seemed to have a purpose and had a hidden identity, so he naturally would not let him go easily.

So at the moment when the words were spoken, music floated out with his hand. The music was full of killing. The moment it radiated, the darkness around it twisted, and the world seemed to be affected and changed at this moment.

The music of the chord school has lyrics, but at the level of Shi Lingzi, his words are equivalent to lyrics. The echo of its sound is perfectly integrated with the music, and countless echoes formed around it, like accompaniment, forming a storm, and came towards Wang Baole.

Even as it approached, a weapon seemed to be transformed into this storm. The shape of this weapon was like a long sword.

At this moment, the music, like a sword sound, also contained a strong sense of chanting the sword.

"This song is called Yongjian."

Almost at the moment when the sword was formed, Wang Baole's face was solemn. Compared with the other party, the melody of the Hengqin Sect cultivator he killed was as insignificant as a firefly. At this moment, Lingzi's music in front of him was not only complete, but also formed his own style.

As the killing power burst out, the storm swept directly towards Wang Baole. The Qule sword formed inside also stabbed Wang Baole's chest. All of this was too fast. Wang Baole's body suddenly retreated while shaking. His clothes were broken. The law of gluttony in his body also spread rapidly in his body and dissipated in an instant. While fighting against this sword, his body position also helped offset it.

This made him not get too seriously injured in this regression, but instead he used this impact to accelerate his regression, and the sky... at this moment, it began to turn white.

Seeing that dawn was coming, and Wang Baole's appetite law was released and sealed too quickly, Shi Lingzi didn't notice it too carefully. However, seeing that Wang Baole was holding on to his sword, Shi Lingzi still let out a light exclaim, and a strange light appeared in his eyes.

"It's interesting." As he said that, he waved his hand again, and the song of the Sword Echoed in the echo, the second music came out with him without any conflict with each other. The second music was even more astonishing, and even formed a long sword.

"The second song, the chant of the knife!"

Wang Baole narrowed his eyes and retreated. He finally understood what the music of listening to the law of desire is!

The music in the law of listening to desire is composed of multiple complete music. Although these music are different, their meanings are of the same origin. Therefore, after forming the music, with one song after another, the power will reach a shocking level.

"This is my direction!" Wang Baole's eyes showed light. He noticed that the sky was white and that the night had begun to dissipate. He thought and decided to create some mist for the other party to hide his identity, and at the same time verify his music.

So at this moment, while retreating, he waved his hand and released the melody called freedom composed of dozens of ancient organ sounds.

"Hengqin Sect?" Almost the moment when the ancient style melody appeared, Shi Lingzi immediately noticed that there was a hint of disdain at the corner of his mouth. His body shook away from the blood-colored sedan chair and walked towards Wang Baole. The song of the sword singing burst out with a bang, touching the ancient style melody that Wang Baole emitted invisibly.

In the music of Song Dao, Wang Baole's ancient style melody is extremely fragile. It is almost broken and in a blink of an eye. This scene made Wang Baole's face look ugly, and Lingzi's words made his face even more gloomy.

"How dare you use it to show off your ugly voice?"

As he spoke, Shi Lingzi stepped forward, waved his sword and chanting sword in his hand. These two complete music blended with each other, forming a larger storm, which was about to cover Wang Baole, and was about to destroy his body and spirit.

Although the sky is white and the night begins to dissipate, under Shi Lingzi's movement, the dissipation of this area is also affected.

It seems to be a crisis, but Wang Baole does not feel that life and death are at risk. Instead, the other party's disdain and words about his melody make him feel like he is trampled on by his dreams. After all, the free melody is his proud work, and he is quite embarrassed and annoyed at this moment.

"Fanyin, I'll let you see what is the mortalyin!" Wang Baole was angry. While he was making gestures, the notes formed by the superposition of more than three thousand runes in his body... played.

puff!

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Chapter completed!