Chapter 884: : Qin Yun

Huh!
On the side of the sky, there were several roaring sounds of fierce beasts, and a monk rushed over in a flying beast pet.
And their direction is naturally directed towards the lost city, towards Mo Nan!
The people who came here all wore golden battle clothes. They were surprised when they saw the city from a distance. Naturally, they did not go to every corner of this island. Many places are forbidden and full of danger. But Such a huge city did not find out that this was their idea.
"Huh! I didn't expect to be one step ahead by this boy, but he just showed us the way!" An old man of the Jin ethnic group stood in the void, his eyes were like electricity, and Mo Nan's figure was already firmly fixed Locked up.
His current leader of the Jin clan, Jin Canghai, has already reached the sixth level of the heavens and the earth, and here he is sufficiently proud of the heroes.
"Have you discussed them with the Xi Yao clan? How should they be assigned? I heard that the Ling clan can't use force! As for the Mo Nan, I must kill him myself!" It was Jin Jiaojiao who was talking The status of the clan is not low, but her hatred of broken arms is not common.
"Relax! This boy and Tian Huanzhi return to us, and we will act directly. The spirits naturally hate us, and then the Xi Yao tribe saves the spirits, and the spirits naturally follow them. But now it seems There must be good things in this city! Look at those halos ... "
With the pointing of a golden old man, everyone's eyes also looked over.
I saw layers of halo outside the city, as if the entire city was a treasure.
"This city is a little weird. Those are not halo, but ... Qin Yun!" Jin Canghai's expression changed suddenly, as if he had remembered some legend.
"This city won't be the place where the legendary Gushe Fairy lived thousands of years ago, right? This is Xianfu!"
Jinjiao was overjoyed, and said, "Xianfu, that's great! There must be a lot of ancient immortals in it. Maybe my arms can be born again!"
However, Jin Canghai's face changed: "Since it is Xianfu, there must be many dangers in it. Everyone be careful, you must not risk it!"
In fact, Jin Canghai was really right.
The iris opening around the city is Qin Yun.
Mo Nan took Yiner to walk forward, and the body gently touched the suspended harp rhyme. Suddenly, the huge aperture harp rhyme seemed to be touched. With a loud whisper, there was a fairy harp. sound.
Hum--
Mo Nan's ears were also buzzing, and the whole body couldn't help but step back.
"Is this piano rhyme in your care?"
Mo Nan stood on the ground and looked far away at the city built on a half-mountain mountain. Its imposing meaning was undoubtedly revealed. From his perspective, he saw the tall buildings in the city. It came around in high-rise buildings.
Presumably, the tall building is a treasure!
And this treasure, Mo Nan is almost certainly the piano left by Han Han.
"Monan-where else do you want to hide?"
At this time, Jin Canghai had rushed with a group of practitioners. They all knew that this lost city had treasures, so they definitely couldn't let Mo Nan continue to touch his fingers.
"Damn little beast! You broke my arm, I want to kill your entire family!" Jin Jiaojiao stepped on the ferocious beast, and the remaining arm was already holding a long sword, the sword light was like green , Dazzling.
Mo Nan glanced at them and Shen said, "Gold, I won't ask you to settle accounts, but you are brought to your door!"
"Hahaha, just you! Still want to settle accounts with us?"
Jin Canghai shouted sternly: "As long as you obediently surrender the Celestial Magic Zhi and surrender the spirit beast pet, I can keep your Yuanshen and let you live for several years!"
Mo Nan gently took off his gloves, and then stroked the floating piano rhymes with one hand, Shen Chan said:
"If you ask for forgiveness now, I will keep you primal!"
"Arrogance!"
Jin Canghai's eyes exploded, and a fierce look flashed through him. But in the realm of heaven and earth, a huge law appeared suddenly behind this anger, which was a big beast horn.
The beast horn is also golden, almost a kilometer in size, and a huge imaginary shadow is suspended in the air, shining on the surrounding earth!
cut! !!
Then, he stretched out his entire hand, used his hand as a knife, and severely split it! In a short time, the surrounding area was filled with dazzling golden light, and the light of the front rhyme was also directly covered by it.
Mo Nan's mind was stunned, even if the ancient dragon was in his body, he did not want to fight against the heavens and the earth. He stretched out his hand and pulled it in the rhyme, and the floating rhyme was pulled by him directly, like a undulating ribbon. , Just dumped it.
Bang!
With a loud noise, Jin Canghai's sword fell on the piano rhyme.
This explosion suddenly changed the rhythm of the piano rhymes, and the piano rhymes echoed with a powerful sonic attack.
Buzz!
As soon as these sound waves came out, several practitioners in the Jin clan screamed and planted straight from the back of the beast.
"Damn-this kid knows Qin Yun!"
Jin Canghai was frightened, but he couldn't let Mo Nan go for it anymore. A bounce of his body appeared in the sky above Mo Nan, and then he shot it again. He knew that even if Qin Yun blocked it, his palm would definitely kill Mo Nan's life.
Bang!
Sure enough, Mo Nan stretched out his hand again, rolled up a larger rhyme, and blocked it upright.
But his body was also directly bombed into the earth.
"Brother, I'm so hurt ~" Yin Er also fell down. She was so painful that even tears burst out. If she weren't a Ling tribe, she would be smashed by this palm. .
Seeing her pitiful appearance, Mo Nan couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart. He roared and patted him on the ground with one palm, then picked up Yiner and rushed to the city.
Jin Canghai was pursuing and killing, and he burst into drink.
In the distance, everyone in the Xixiu tribe looked at them, but did not intend to take any action.
Uncle Shan arched his hand at an old man next to him and said, "Seven old people, are we going to shoot?"
The eyes of the old seven ethnic group are deep. Although he has the identity of an old ethnic group, he looks like he is thirty years old. He shook his head gently and suddenly said, "Monan, are you going to kill Yiner? Why don't you give her to us first and then resolve your grievances well? "
Although Mo Nan was evading, he also heard these words, and it was clear that he was going to rob him while he was in the fire. While rushing to the city desperately, he shouted sternly: "Little man! Get off—"
When the old people of the Seven Clan heard it, their expressions were furious, and he shook his fists, and then he was calm again.
"Huh! I don't know anyone! I am distressed Yiner. She is young and will be implicated in you. How can you tolerate it? You can't protect her regardless of her life and death. You have asked what she wants Does Yiner have her own choice, have you respected her? In the final analysis, you are just using her! And I am not the same, I really want to protect her, most importantly, I have this ability to protect She! "The old seven clan yelled loudly.
He was almost righteous, and directly pushed Mo Nan into a selfish situation.
Jin Canghai laughed and said, "Wait for me to kill you, and save you bother!"
The old clan yelled, "Jin Canghai, I don't care if you kill Mo Nan, but Yiner is innocent! If you dare to hurt her, my whole family won't let you go-Yiner, don't be afraid, I will definitely Come to save you! "
As the saying goes, the old people of the Seven Clan rise up in the air, and seeing that posture is about to come and save people.
Mo Nan was angry, and whispered to Yin Er, "Hug me!"
Then with both hands to pull those rhymes, suddenly stepped out of the air, stepped on the Dao Qin rhyme.
Huh! Huh!
A series of violin rhymes sounded, and there were even more circles of violin rhymes in the city.
Huh!
Jin Canghai was struck by these piano rhymes, and he flew upside down, watching Mo Nan step on the piano rhymes, and rushed into the city quickly. Many of them belong to the Jin and Xiyue clan, but they want to rush in, but they ca n’t get over the rhyme and are directly bombarded.
With the entry of Mo Nan, the entire huge city roared, and the huge piano punch turned into an aperture, swinging above the tall buildings.
Boom--
The sound of the piano sounded as if the clouds in the sky had been removed.
The sound of tumbling, tumultuous, lingering, hovering between hundreds of miles.
Within a hundred miles, all the practitioners looked stunned, looked at this direction together, and found that the entire sky had begun to change color, and there was a sound of immortal sounds in the heavens and the earth.
Many practitioners suddenly woke up and blurted out:
"Treasures are born—"