The valley after the night rain became more peaceful, and the cool night wind brought a strong smell of forest mud. More than ten Douhuangs quietly looked at the woman with blue skirt, purple and jade face and nose, and choking eyebrows and smiling.

The supreme level is actually a supreme level master. Xingqi's eyes are bitter, and the supreme level master challenged him. He still had to fight and felt the playful eyes that Hua Muzi threw. Before he could fight, Xingqi's head was numb now.

What made Xingqi feel a little comforted was that Hua Muzi had no intention of murderous to him, otherwise, with the sense of Xuantian Jing's aura, he would not have thought that the other party was not harmful, and he would not have stood up stupidly.

"Senior Hua, you are already a master of supreme level now, so there is no need to compete with Xingqi." Yan Feiyang spoke again, but he still had a hint of knot in his heart when he called Senior Hua Muzi, who had the same name as him for many years.

"Hi, Yan Feiyang, you still call me Hua Muzi. You will be at the rank of priest sooner or later. You don't have to worry about my appointment with Xingqi. I will give Xue Yang and you face and will not take his life, so you don't have to worry." Hua Muzi glanced at the Douhuang with his almond eyes, and he was frightened by what he saw.

Hua Muzi's eyes fell on Xingqi's face, which was in a state of uncertainty, and the playful color was even stronger. "Xingqi Douhuang, you just said that you can get the purple flame by winning, right?"

"Not bad! I might step over my body. The purple flame crystal in my storage mustard seed is yours." When Hua Muzi asked, Xingqi's face finally settled.

He had no way out at all. He handed over the purple flame crystal. Xingqi would not hand over it unless he had no choice. Hua Muzi's eyes and tone made Xingqi feel very unhappy. In his eyes, he was like a small ant, as if he could kill him as long as he wanted to. The heart of a strong man for many years made Xingqi raise his arrogant head unyieldingly in the face of danger.

The change of Xingqi's momentum made everyone look at Xingqi in surprise. Knowing that Hua Muzi, an old perverted woman, is a master of Dou Zun's witch, she actually has such courage and fighting spirit. She let everyone give admiration, and admires Xingqi's courage to stand up and suffer abuse.

Yan Feiyang glanced at Xingqi in surprise and paused when he wanted to open his mouth. He wanted to tell Xingqiu that even though Xingqi wanted to be abused, he would rarely stop him. Yan Feiyang wanted to see what kind of ace Xingqi hides, which dared to challenge the respected Hua Muzi.

"Hehe, it's interesting. I just want the purple flame crystal, but the Xingqi Douhuang is so persistent. I also want to try my new song that I have created. You are the first one to listen to. In order not to let others say that I am bullying the small, today you can stand and listen to my new soul-breaking song that is not familiar to me, even if I lose, otherwise you will hand over the purple flame crystal obediently."

Hua Muzi stroked the jade flute with her jade hands and put it under the red humiliation again. The agile eyes under her slender eyelashes closed, and a peaceful and solemn aura came from Hua Muzi.

Swish! Seeing this stance, I heard it a new song again. The potential forests of the mountains rose from Douhuang again and flew outwards, retreating for more than a mile before stopping. Yan Feiyang heard Hua Muzi talk about the new song, his face changed again, and he stopped talking, and quickly rushed into the cave again.

Seeing everyone's reaction, Yan Feiyang smiled. It seemed that everyone knew what Hua Muzi meant. Yan Feiyang felt sympathy for Xingqi. Hua Muzi wanted to use Xingqi to test the song.

"Brother Feiyang, my family will ask Brother Feiyang to take care of you." Looking at Hua Muzi's stance, Xingqi once again sent a voice to Yan Feiyang's escape figure.

Buzz! Hua Muzi had a jade mouth, and her two slender fingers danced quickly on the jade flute like jumping jade. The sound of Qingyang's flute radiated toward the surroundings, and waves of patterns spread out like flowers and muzi.

The Xuantian Sutra in Xingqi's body was rapidly moving, his heart sinks into the purple palace, and his mind is strong and his whole body is pouring out, and a colorless cocoon holds his tight cage.

The waves, like water ripples, are clear and ripples, as the slender jade fingers of Huamuzi jump, the pattern circles jump along the jade flute, and the ripples spread out along the space, protecting and dispersing.

Notes were picked out from Hua Muzi's slender hands, turning into handfuls of liyes and smashing them on Xingqi's mind power. The wonderful music made Xingqi's sound like a clanging sword. The notes were like loaches, drilling through thick clouds of mind power and drilling into Xingqi's ears. Xingqi felt the feeding of both ears.

Bang bang! All the insects and birds in the forest swept by the ripples fell down, sucked on the ground for a few times, and then their necks were tilted. Xingqi's thought power felt the ripples, and the thought power was actually guarding it tightly. The ripples were like sharp weapons cutting Xingqi's soul.

So strong, no, I can't keep it anymore, "Ah!" Xingqi's purple hair flirted, and a long roared towards the sky. A huge force of thought rolled out from Xingqi's eyebrows, and the gray force of thought quickly formed shields on Xingqi's surroundings.

"How is it possible? The intention is transformed?" Two voices came out from Yan Feiyang and Hua Muzi's mouths. Hua Muli's eyes were shocked to look at Xingqi's gray, surging with thoughts, with indescribable shock on his face.

Half of the more than 20 Douhuangs on the field were trembling all over. Some Douhuangs who did not understand what the intention represented, could also understand that the intention might be very difficult. In the dark forest, there were two black shadows, and the two black shadows looked at Xingqi in a daze.

The intention is cultivated by the emperor-level masters and is also the symbol of the emperor-level masters. When they reach the supreme level, the intention will grow rapidly, but the intention will only grow stronger and larger, but it is still invisible.

Only when a master reaches the imperial level can his consciousness slowly show his color. Only when a master reaches the divine level can his mind truly transform, that is, he turns invisible into tangible. However, a master who is powerful enough to a certain level can use his mind to transform into powerful weapons.

On the one hand, the intention represents a person's strength in cultivation, the profound realm, and the transformation of Xingqi's intention means that Xingqi, the young Douhuang, can easily reach the imperial level.

This is what shocked the Douhuangs. The emperor level, the self and other ranks have no hope. The emperor level is already settled. Looking at Xingqi with purple hair, all kinds of thoughts flashed in their hearts.

Yan Feiyang and the people of Xueyang Sect were both shocked and excited. They said that everyone had resentment for the Xingqi family sent to protect the satellite, but now everyone was ecstatic. Today, they were waiting to help Xingqi family, so the future Doudi owed him a favor.

The favors of the emperor-level masters are exciting to think about. Yan Feiyang and the Douhuangs who know Xingqi's growth history finally understood why Xingqi's strength has improved so quickly.

It turns out that people don’t need to worry about their realm at all. It is reasonable that the genius alchemist, supported by a large number of elixirs, has made such rapid progress in cultivation.

Xingqi's powerful mental power, like a thick stream of gray smoke, floated violently under the squeezing of Huamuzi, and waves of strange attacks were blocked by Xingqi's flipping mental power.

"Interesting! So that's it." Hua Muzi smiled again, the fluctuations of her jade fingers accelerated, and the melodious sound of flutes resounded throughout the valley, and waves of patterns wrapped around the stars and left strangely.

Xingqi's intention turned into a form, which surprised Hua Muzi. However, as Hua Muzi used the intention combined with sound, he found that Xingqi's thought power was actually condensed in high school.

The consciousness is quite soulful, and it is completely imagined that it is necessary to condense such a strong intention and such a huge intention. How great the pain you have to endure and how great the crisis you have to face.

Hua Muzi's sound attack not only has high-frequency vibration auditory attacks, but also has intentional attacks. After thousands of years of practicing sound attacks, Hua Muzi has a deep understanding of intentional attacks. His successful advancement to the level of honor is also a soul-purifying song created in the past century, a music for practicing mind and soul.

With this music, I can feel the growth and purity of my mind every time I practice this music, so I recently broke through the emperor level. I thought that I was a genius among geniuses who condensed my mind and leaped through the threshold of honor.

Unexpectedly, I met a person who was more genius than me here today. Hua Muzi looked at Xingqi's eyes and showed respect for his playful smile. From Xingqi's mind power, Hua Muzi felt the heat of fire, which means that Xingqi's mind power can be refined by fireworks.

It takes so much perseverance and courage to put the soul-containing intention on the fireworks to burn it. Hua Muzi has to admire it in his heart.

He felt the strength of Xingqi's mind power was far higher than his intention. Hua Muzi showed an excited smile on his face. The soul-breaking song he created had never been used to combine the mind power of the supreme level, and he tried its power.

Today, Xingqi is here to try it out. Xingqi's mental power is so strong, and Hua Muzi doesn't have to worry about hurting himself and his mental power and turning him into an idiot. Xingqi must have a way to restore the damage to his mental power.

Buzz! In Xingqi's eyes, Hua Muzi's aura suddenly increased again, and the sound of the flute in the valley changed from the previous rush to the rapid progress. The clanging notes were like swords, sweeping the souls of all life within a hundred meters.

Weird, too weird. Today, the Douhuang who was watching the battle from afar was pounding violently. The trees around Xingqi and Hua Muzi actually withered and cracked under the naked eye. This is the power of the sound attack, and everyone was panicked.

The two Dou Zuns lurking on the side also looked at Hua Muzi with their eyes intently. Such a terrible attack was so terrible. The second blood-yang-level monster appeared, and the two Dou Zuns were shaking in the center of their hearts but were struggling.

Buzz! Like a phantom, the flowers and woods in Xingqi's eyes suddenly changed into four, eight, and more and more, spinning along his own high speed.

The mind power was still tightly guarding, puff! A mouthful of blood oozed out of Xingqi's mouth, eyes, and nose. Xingqi's whole body trembled with the rhythm of the musical syllable, and Xingqi's mind was completely lost.

The music that was as high as a thrilling wave spreads all over the mountains and forests, the flowers and woods with jade mouths and flutes and hands were like a fairy, the star strange swaying with the music. If it weren't for the blood oozing out of its seven orifices, it would be considered that it was the elves dancing and swaying in the forest.

Xingqi's mind was lost, but his will was difficult to defend. He allowed Xingqi to still stand in the air in this violent sea of ​​sound, sticking to his unyielding will, and the Xuantian Jing was also spinning wildly.

Xingqi first had a cheerful smile on her face, as if she had entered a world of flowers, which was the ocean of flowers. Xingqi was dancing with flowers and singing with birds, and her big feet stepped on cheerful dance steps and became addicted to it.

However, Xingqi found that its flowers suddenly withered, and the world around him seemed to have collapsed, and the sky also collapsed down. Meteorites fell from the sky. Xingqi, whose faces were full of shock, began to dodge the meteorites and escape.

The Soul-Breaking Psychedelic Song is divided into three songs. The first song is happiness, the second song is shocking change, and the third song is tragic. Hua Muzi has only created the first two songs so far, and the third song is just a matter of calculating.

Hua Muzi originally only thought of using the previous song or two twists and turns to Xingqi, but she did not expect that Xingqi's mental power would be stronger and her will would be even stronger. Xingqi, who had long been addicted to his own songs, was still standing up.

Time flows, Hua Muzi's second song is about to end, but Xingqi is still standing in the air like a stubborn stone, which stimulates Hua Muzi very much.

Hua Muzi's hands, whose eyes closed, danced faster and faster, and his fighting spirit rolled up rapidly. The third song also flowed out slowly. Hua Muzi's face slowly turned pale, and Hua Muzi's entire mind sank into the soul.

Under the dark night, two figures were like two suns. The rolling fighting spirit of the two men illuminated the entire valley. The roaring flute sound became high and radical, but now it has turned again, turning into a low heart-wrenching and heart-wrenching manner.

"Ah! Ah!" The ghost-like cry resounded throughout the valley. Xingqi, who was bleeding from his seven orifices, roared and danced violently in the air. His hideous face was covered with blood from his eyes and ears, which was even more terrifying than the ghosts.

Hua Muzi himself also felt as if he had sunk into the tune, his pale face was as if he was in a calm life, neither sad nor happy, and entered a state of selflessness. Only his hands were still flashing rapidly on the flute hole, and pointed notes popped out.

Looking at Xingqi's screaming and madness, the Douhuangs were as heartbroken as the flower fairy looked like she was gray. When the Douhuangs looked at the cold fairy, the Douhuangs were even more trembling. Killing one person was simple. The Douhuangs had never killed many people, but tortured one person to this end, which made the Douhuangs, who had countless lives, feel cold in his heart.

How could it be that Hua Muzi's music attack actually reached the realm of Yinhuan. On the two masked faces of Fu Yuezun in the mountains and forests, his eyes flashed again. Xingqi has now completely entered the illusion, which is a good opportunity.

The two of them secretly suppressed the excitement in their hearts, and then looked at each other, and both saw the excitement in each other's eyes. They cooperated and killed Xingqi and Hua Xianzi, with one look, and the two masked people were as smart as they were.

Xingqi has lost his mind. Hua Muzi is now giving all his strength. He is a new Dou Zun. His fighting spirit has not yet gathered. He can take the opportunity to sneak attack and kill Hua Muzi and Xingqi, kill two geniuses, and snatch the purple flame crystal. The gloomy brakes in his heart on both masks.
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