Chapter 587: Fight for the background?

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read2();　　When Bai Mingxiu attacked Haicuozong, he played five pieces of ancient movements, played three of them, and finally used the guillotine to decapitate the head of Great Master Yuan Jiang.
　　 Sad wind, bitter rain, end stage.
　　 The three sorrowful voices tell the infinite bleakness of life, and at the same time, it is also the moment the wronged person saw the last scene in the world.
　　 The bitter wind, the bitter rain, the ghostly figure flashed in front of the end stage, followed by a shout, a grinning laugh, the cold guillotine closed, the blood splashed five steps in an instant, and there was no world.
　　 Endless grievances and deep hatred made this person’s soul unwilling to enter the Jiu Netherworld for a long time and wander the world.
　　 At this time, Bai Mingxiu played the fourth ancient movement, telling the story behind the wronged man, turning into a ghost.
"The Giant Sea is my lair, I know this place better than any of you, and the little emperor, this world is much bigger than you think, Yigui Yexing is not as simple as you think, because every The ghosts that remain in the ruins and do not enter the cycle of reincarnation are either the big evil ones or the big wronged ones before death."
　　 Under the stern sound of the piano playing, Bai Mingxiu's roar was particularly mad, and because of the fast playing, his skeleton-like hands were almost invisible to the naked eye.
To pluck every note of this ancient movement, for the player, it is as difficult as pushing a mountain, because it is not a simple string that needs to fluctuate, but the whole world, that obscurity Incomparable law context.
　　 Therefore, when Bai Mingxiu was playing, a large amount of blood gushed out of his seven orifices and neck, and then his voice continued to be heard:
"Resentment, anger and other insidious auras are the energy that Li ghosts rely on for survival. At this time, under this giant sea, there are more than hundreds of millions of ghosts pouring upwards. Once I take the most central resentment and memory of these ghosts Recall, then this one million ghost night walk is no longer simply a ghost rampage, but a real invasion of the underworld."
After he finished speaking, Bai Mingxiu’s piano sound reached its most stern stage. The infinite ghost energy that enveloped the entire sea of ​​giant gods was directly moved by the sound of the piano at this moment, and suddenly began to fluctuate and boil, and exudes unknown origin. Countless crying sounds from everywhere.
Bai Mingxiu spit out a stinky black blood forward, but a smile appeared on the corners of his hideous mouth, because he had successfully moved the law and vein hidden behind countless ghosts, the fourth chapter of the ancient music , The ghost, has become!
On Haiyue Cliff, under the gaze of countless gazes, a round of strange blood moon slowly rose from behind Bai Mingxiu's back, and rose extremely quickly into the sky, accompanied by scarlet blood like blood. , The giant sea stagnated for a moment, then turned from silence to extreme violent.
Unprecedented rage, countless ghosts who were originally affected by the vast emperor's pressure on Zhao Yu's body, who did not dare to make any movements. At this moment, they broke free from their own shackles, and the roar of screaming ghosts sounded in unparalleled ears, enough to penetrate ordinary people. Eardrum.
　　Under the scarlet moonlight, the first thing to bear the brunt is Mi.
This deity was the former crown prince of the Ying clan, but he was seen as alive and killed. It was a ghost in a deadly ghost. The grievance in his heart was enough to shake the world. Under this fourth chapter, it lost its sanity, and it was incomparable for a long time. The memory resurfaced clearly again.
The extremely cold river water, struggling with every effort but uselessly, the powerful hand that held his head and pressed into the water, and the golden corners of the clothes that I saw during the struggle, and the gold is royal Exclusive.
　　魙's scarlet eyes shot out, with infinite hatred and resentment, and opened his fangs huge mouth and let out a human roar:
　　 "I hate it!"
　　 After a roar, the giant sea exploded, as if countless cluster bombs exploded at the same time, bursting out a vast number of ghosts, the momentum was obviously stronger than the previous two waves, it was simply the difference between heaven and earth.
　　 And these ghosts are exactly the same as the first young man Li Gui. They are all dressed in uniform and completely different robes from Da Xia. Raising their hands is surrounded by countless soul swords.
At the next breath, Li Gui raised his right hand at the same time, pointing to the hundreds of thousands of great Xia soldiers at Haiyueya, and the emperor who stood upright, and then the soul sword whizzed forward in an instant, one after another, extending endlessly. , There was a dark sword rain in the sky.
　　 Sword rain washes the ground, the sky changes color!
The Daxia army, in addition to the magical powers of the Fa Xiu Group, has another trick to make all enemies frightened. It is the rain of arrows from the ten directions like a torrential rain. At this time, everyone has realized that. Feeling under the boundless sword rain.
　　 There is no escape, there is no escape!
　　 "God Guards, shields, barriers!"
Standing behind Zhao Yu, the burly king of Zhenhai uttered an incomparable female voice, and then the Divine Guard of the Lian family instantly jumped to the forefront. The silver heavy shield smashed the ground, and the light of the silver barriers spread across the city, and the runes flowed horizontally. Bar the whole world, and bar in front of countless soul swords at the same time.
The collision between the sharp sword and the shield immediately caused countless iron-like clattering sounds resounded across the sky, but the silver barrier was like an indestructible dam, immobile, dark, and soul with infinite ghost spirit. The sword hit it, shattered one after another, and fell.
"The Canglan Army draws bows, injects vitality, bursts arrows and washes the giant sea of ​​gods, while preparing for the magical map and supernatural powers, smashing the ghost clouds above, continue to let the sun shine on the earth, and the great master-level monks, the Radiant Army, and the Night Dire Division Along with this king, go into the sea and behead Bai Mingxiu!"
The instructions of King Zhenhai were methodically transmitted to everyone's ears, and the entire 300,000 Canglan Army was revitalized in an instant, with a neat and uniform pulling sound, as if a whole dragon was pulled apart, and then endless arrows rained instantly. Lift off.
On the other side, Bai Mingxiu, who regarded this battle as the last fight of his life, continued to play the Huangquanqin frantically. Under the stern sound of the piano, the entire sea exploded again, and another wave of ghosts broke through the sea. .
　　 Those soldiers were driving huge ghost cars. Their armor was broken and shattered, but the strong to extreme resentment and violent aura could still be clearly perceived even at a very long distance.
As soon as the ghost car and soldiers rushed out of the sea, the bursting arrows that soared into the sky exploded directly on the giant. Suddenly, on the entire dark sea, countless vitality burst flowers bloomed, sweeping and tearing outwards, making the whole pitch black. The giant sea sky, like the day in an instant.
"It's useless. The creatures in the ruins are intangible. They are the carriers of resentment. These bursting arrows have limited damage. The weather and the land are all on my side. As for the harmony of people, the lonely soul and ghost, I don’t need people. And! Little emperor, it is said that you are invincible as a young man and you have never failed. I want to tell you that there is no such thing as invincibility in this world."
　　 Bai Mingxiu's increasingly frenzied voice resounded through the sky, and at the same time his eyes were staring closely at the young figure in the black and gold robe flying behind the silver shield, his eyes full of provocation.
　　 Zhao Yu, standing on the Haiyue Cliff, felt Bai Mingxiu's gaze, then he gently shook his head and lifted his right hand lightly, a cloud of golden flames burning in his hands, gently speaking, and let out a faint question:
　　 "Bai Mingxiu, are you sure you want to fight with Zhen and Daxia?"