The fifth sound didn't ring, and the monsters surrounded by him stopped shouting, suddenly quiet.
Song Ci looked up in confusion, blocking his vision with an umbrella slowly floating down from the air, and the date-sized bell hanging from the umbrella handle was shaking gently, making a crisp sound.
He froze suddenly, overwhelmed by the sudden umbrella, panicingly changed his right-handed knife to his left, and reached out to catch the umbrella carefully.
After the umbrella fell in his hand, the bell stopped, as if sent to its destination.
Song Ci looked at the umbrella from a close distance. Without the barrier of the crystal cabinet, any details can be clearly seen. The texture carved by the gold wire on the umbrella handle travels upstream along the umbrella rod, as if flowing. Generally, it has a living vitality.
I got up from the ground and stared, "Isn't this the umbrella we just saw? How could it be here?"
Song Ci was confused, "I don't know ..."
But he felt that the umbrella came to him, or who was sent over.
Song Ci put aside his umbrella and looked up, and saw that there was a white figure beside Qing Qiuyu who was floating in the air.
The moment he saw the man clearly, his pupils suddenly shrank, revealing a hint of suppressed joy, and whispered, "Look at it, it's Uncle Rong!"
I also looked up sharply, exclaiming.
Rong Bai was still wearing white robes, with soft radians and long hair that fluttered in the wind. Compared with Qing Qiuyu, he was obviously much taller, and his high eyes were cold.
Even more remarkable is that his outstretched hand steadily caught the drum stick, preventing the fifth knock.
Qingqiu Yu didn't notice the sudden appearance of the person around him, and when he looked up, his expression suddenly turned stubborn, "You finally appeared."
Rong Bai's voice was very cold. "You should know how to disturb me in the demon world. Can the Qingqiu tribe protect you?"
"I do n’t expect them anymore. How many people do you kill me, but they dare to put a fart!" Qing Qiuyu resentfully said. Fate, you have to calm your demon world! "
Rong Bai heard sarcasm and raised his lips, "Only you?"
"You thought about destroying the magic seal and dispersing the soul, do you think I don't know?" Qingqiu Yudao said, "I'm just one less of you, but I still have a Maitreya drum, even if you can kill me, you It must also be seriously injured. "
"You think about it, how many people remember your demon king's life, and you end up after a serious injury. I don't need to say it clearly." Qing Qiuyu's abacus crackled, apparently with determination to die.
Rong Bai calmly stared, "The Qingqiu people still have value. If you ask for mercy now, I can let you go."
Qingqiu laughed abruptly, "It's ridiculous, what value are you talking about here? You are just a mourning dog driven out by Tu Shan. At this time, you still remember the situation of Tu Shan. Why? Still want someone to call you-Tu, Shan, Rong, Bai? "
His last four words were bitten heavily and quite deliberately.
Listening to the "click" sound, it was Rong Baishengsheng who broke the drum stick. His face was as cold as Rakshasa, with the anger never seen before, "Look for death."
The next moment a huge blue flame erupted from the air, blocking the red light emitted by the Maitreya, and also discoloring the stars and the white moon in the middle.
Song Ci's eyes were wide and his face was lit by Lan Yan's light. Blue light flashed in his eyes. He raised his finger to the flame. He was too shocked and speechless. "This ... this ..."
This intense heat forced the surrounding monsters to instinctively back away, and the men in the cage also unfolded the barriers. A large range of flames burned the scene in sight and illuminated half of the night.
After Lan Yan disappeared from the air, he could see Qing Qiu Yuhuai holding a Maitreya drum in his arms, floating about a foot away from Rong Bai. The red light emitted from the drum surrounded him without being attacked by Lan Yan.
He smiled proudly, "I was right, Tu Shan Rongbai. Now you can not stand down a little bit, how can you keep this demon? How about giving me the position of the demon king?"
Rong Bai no longer answered the words, slowly raised his right hand, condensing a faint blue light, a black scimitar appeared under the blue light, the flame ignited along the handle, and gradually turned into a strange shape. Blade.
Unlike ordinary knives, this is a black knife with a whole body. A faint silver wire travels upstream of the knife body. When the flame reaches the tip of the knife, the entire weapon is exposed.
Cold light burst, killing intention is invisible.
Song Ci moved his hands subconsciously, only to find that the black knife he was holding in his left hand did not know when he disappeared, and then there was a low, excited voice in his ear, "This is what I said that broke the blade of the world Knife-crossing. "
"Song Ci, unbelievable Master Rong, shouldn't you be called Rong Bai?" Wu Youyou asked.
Song Ci stiffly turned to look at her, "Did I not tell you his name?"
芩 妤 laughed twice without feeling, "This is all over, Dou Dao and Zhu Zhu umbrella, the king of Wan Yao has been with us all the time. Let's discuss how to calculate him?"
Song Ci softened his knees, almost didn't kneel, and quickly stopped, "Don't say it, I can't stand it."
This is really going to end.
Rong Bai held Du'er there, and no reaction time was left for Qing Qiuyu. He waved his blade up and was almost invisible. Qing Qiuyu hurriedly resisted with Maitreya and greeted him sturdyly White blow.
Rao is just as high-spirited as a genius, and a little flustered at the moment.
At that time, Rongbai's stance made the Six Realm monsters and even all the fairies very frightened. In the period after he left Tushan, in addition to the great achievements that slaughtered half of the realm, he died in his hands. There are also many immortals underneath.
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Later, when he took the seat of the demon king, he seemed tired of killing all day, and then stopped, but the nightmare left by Du'er was still not eliminated.
Everyone in the world says, "Whenever you cross Eau, you will die."
Qingqiu Yu played a twelve-point vigilance, and the eight tails behind him fluttered and trembled madly. The glaring green light all around him gathered towards the Maitreya drum. He waved his five fingers and knocked the sound on the drum surface very quickly.
The drums spread around, this time the influence is obviously much stronger than the previous few times. Rao Song also felt a shock in his heart, and his mind was filled with strange drum beats. His consciousness.
And those monsters waiting in situ gave a harsh roar, showing their original shape, and the animals and plants that became monsters flooded their sight for a while.
They rushed towards Rong Bai, he slashed his backhand, and the blue flame drawn by the blade instantly burned a large piece of ashes.
The splattered blood left red marks on his white robes.
Rong Bai was drowned by the monster wave.
Qing Qiuyu laughed aside, "Come on, Tu Shan Rongbai, before killing me, kill all the monsters in the city ..."
Before the words fell, I saw a blue flame like an arrow off the string, slamming through the dense monsters, and fired at him. He responded very quickly, raised his drum to resist, but was still hit by the force to keep back.
Qingqiu Yuxin continued to beat the drums without fear, and did not dare to relax.
Song Ci became more and more confused in this drumbeat, his eyes were dull and gradually lost his glory, and suddenly he extended a hand from the cage and flicked the bell on the umbrella handle.
The crisp bell rang, and Song Song was pulled out of the mist in an instant. He was startled, looked down, and saw the man in the iron cage squatting, looking up at him, "shaking the bell."
Song Ci also noticed the extraordinary sound of the bell. He quickly grabbed it and shook it desperately. The bell spread out and completely disturbed the sound of the Maitreya drums. The monsters awakened from the sound of the drums in batches and saw the blue flames flying in the air. Frightened fart rolled into the air.
The man in the iron cage slowly stood up, leaned on the iron pillar and said with a smile, "You are also a Tushan tribe. Just look at the gap between the races and this tail."
The monster gathered by the Maitreya drum woke up from the ringtone, and quickly left the battlefield. Qingqiu Yu saw his eyes suddenly red, panicked and struck the drum harder. Disrupt his rhythm thoroughly.
Rong Bai disappeared from the monsters and attacked him again. The dazzling Lan Yan seemed to form nine wild tails behind him, with the overwhelming heat, madly attacking the passing objects, and the momentum was overwhelming.
With a wave of crossing Er, Lan Yan seemed to emit a deafening howling howl, curled into a huge flame of a hundred feet high, and rushed down with a force of thousands of horses and rushed towards the front of Qingqiu Yu.
Hundreds of monsters hid everywhere in the best way to protect themselves, screaming one after another, the man in the iron cage once again set up a strong blue barrier, but the cricket in it still felt unbearable. Passionate.
Among Wan Wan, only Song Ci felt that Lan Yan was warm and comfortable.
Even the girl who was very similar to Rong Bai had to use white silk to create a barrier to prevent the spread of Lan Yan.
The entire Bodhi is illuminated by a blue flame, and at a distance, you can see this beautiful color rendered in the night sky.
Qing Qiuyu faced Lanyan and had nowhere to hide. He mobilized his whole body to resist it. The Maitreya drum in the palm emitted red light, and he began to tremble and mourn as he continued to recede, and then there was a small crack on the drum surface.
The eight blue tails behind him wrapped him on both sides. All the monster power was used to resist, and even the slightest resistance was powerless.
"The tail is a symbol of strength. When Tu Shan Rongbai was in the Divine Realm, he was a distant god. Although he only occupied the position of a demon king after leaving, his position in the Six Realms was never shaken. "I covered my face with my sleeves and squinted to see Lan Yan exploding in the air.
The hand-held cross-Er, the flamboyantly standing face, was the horrible existence of the once deity of the heavens and the demon of the Six Realms.
The Maitreya drum reached its limit, shattered into several petals in Lan Yan, and completely became a waste drum. Qingqiu Yu's eight tails turned to ashes in the flames, only to hear the sound of Skyrim's heartbreaking screams, and then completely Burned clean.
Bodhi can't be spared, like the huge blade of God from top to bottom.
Lan Yan gradually disappeared, Rong Bai's knife also changed back to that half-arm long machete, dull and dull, looking ordinary.
After the blazing heat in the air disappeared, the monsters hiding in various places showed their heads, while looking up at Rongbai in the air, then the monsters covered with eight streets and nine streets knelt down at the same time, their foreheads shouted, and they shouted in unison,
"Meet my King--"
Even the uncle followed him on his knees, his face full of piety and surrender, and whispered, "Meet the God--"
Song Ci grunted a spit and couldn't hold it anymore. He held his umbrella and plopped on his knees. He said ruthlessly, "I'm finished."
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