Become a Fairy

"Eh?" Among the monsters, Gu Gui let out a startled cry, and looked towards Lu Xiaotian. Although they had treasures with them, they prepared them after wandering through the Demon Falling Pool for many times. This time it was not easy under the attack of the soul-stirring sound. I originally thought that Lu Xiaotian and Xiang Qingcheng should have a harder time, but I didn't expect such a vision to appear. This haunting sound has no quality or form.

The means of casual fighting can't defend against the magic sound's attack at all. And when the silver-haired young man's Buddhist and Taoist means formed a defensive circle, when the solid magic sound wave touched the silver Buddha light, it was not as omnipresent as before, but like a wave of water hitting a rock. Bounce back.

"Wake up!" When Xiang Qingcheng was immersed in the attack of the soul-dripping magic sound and couldn't extricate himself, he suddenly heard a familiar voice, like a bell ringing in his mind. Xiang Qingcheng felt like a drowning person, lonely and helpless. At this time, the familiar voice sounded like a life-saving grass. Xiang Qingcheng's body shook, and her confused eyes gradually regained clarity.

Xiang Qingcheng's reddish eyes glanced at Lu Xiaotian, not as resolute as before, but full of complex meaning.

"Thank you." Xiang Qingcheng whispered.

When hearing these two words from Xiang Qingcheng's mouth, Lu Xiaotian was quite surprised. You must know that even if she helped Xiang Qingcheng exchange to Tongming Jianxin before, she didn't mean to say thank you at all.

"Your state is not right, so make more adjustments yourself. The magic sound is far from reaching its peak, and I can only help you block part of the magic sound attack. The rest is mostly up to you." Lu Xiaotian reminded, if I didn't see it with my own eyes, but it's hard to believe that Xiang Qingcheng's iceberg-like woman has such a weak side, which is much more pleasing to the eye than the previous cold look. But now is not the time to be weak.

Xiang Qingcheng hummed lightly, and looked around. The Golden Armored Corpse King, Youyue Demon Canthus, Twelfth-Rank Demon Vulture, and Gu Gui moved freely in the magic sound, and they were also looking at her side. However, among all the monsters, the Giant Snow Wind Ape was slightly weaker, and he was still immersed in the attack of the magic sound and hadn't woken up yet. Youyue Demon Canthus was with Fengxue Giant Demon Ape before, and now he doesn't have the slightest intention to help. Xiang Qingcheng glanced at the silver-haired Dongfang in front of him, secretly thinking that this magic sound can arouse people's inner demons, if he doesn't have Lu Xiaotian's help, the consequences will be worrisome, especially when these monsters are watching.

Xiang Qingcheng secretly thought that this teammate of the Snowstorm Giant Demon Ape was not reliable, compared to himself, he was much luckier.

When Xiang Qingcheng's mind was complicated for a while, an incomparably sharp screaming sound from the Falling Demon Pool pierced into the person's brain like a needle, as if it wanted to directly pierce the person's sea of ​​consciousness. Xiang Qingcheng couldn't help but turn pale again. After all, as a monk in the middle stage of Yuanying, Yuanshen is much weaker than a great monk. And Xiang Qingcheng had never had such a weird experience before, Kong has a whole body of skills, even under the attack of this kind of magic sound, it is useless. If he had known that the Falling Demon Pool had such a powerful attack, he would have prepared one or two treasures to defend against the attack of the divine consciousness before coming.

At this time it was Lu Xiaotian, with a serious expression on his face. If the previous attacks of the magic sound were mainly seductive, arousing people's inner demons, the current magic sound is more directly attacking people's spiritual consciousness. This kind of competition is different from ordinary fighting methods, but the degree of danger is several times more dangerous than fighting mana.

Lu Xiaotian's hands were faster to form the seal, and his ten fingers moved like phantoms, making it difficult to see clearly. The surrounding Buddhist and Taoist seals wrapped Lu Xiaotian and Xiang Qingcheng in at the same time, and at the same time, there was a sound of Sanskrit singing in Lu Xiaotian's throat. It is because he has practiced for some years that he is not aggressive, but the "Sanskrit Pure Heart Mantra", which is highly targeted for attacks of divine consciousness or the temptation of evil voices, is just a little construction work. The Huitian Pill used by Brother Ji was exchanged from Miao Ruolin, a carefree woman.

The previous soul-dangling magic sound was like water waves, with strong permeability, but it would be blocked back after encountering the defensive aura formed by Lu Xiaotian, but the current soul-dangling magic sound suddenly became murderous, like a heavy hammer , sharp guns bombarded the crowd.

Even when Lu Xiaotian used the mantra to block the attacks of these magic sounds, he felt a sharp pain like being cut by a knife in his mind, which was uncomfortable. Although Xiang Qingcheng Lu Xiaotian next to him attacked part of the way, his state was even worse than Lu Xiaotian's. His graceful body was crumbling under the attack of the magic sound, as if he would fall on the black glacier at any time.

Peng! The relatively inferior Snowstorm Giant Demon Ape had already struggled to move forward. At this time, he could no longer hold on under the attack of the magic sound. His mind exploded like a smashed watermelon. On top of a large piece. The burly and unusually huge ape body crashed down. Even the magic sound didn't escape, and it had already turned into a dead body.

Seeing the tragic death of the Fengxue giant ape, even Gu Gui and several powerful monsters couldn't help but look jealous at this time. Although the Snowstorm Giant Demon Ape is inferior to them in terms of strength, it is an existence that can stand shoulder to shoulder with them after merging with the Demon Ape's magic form. He is also the overlord of this ancient tomb. Did not expect such a bleak way of death. It was also unlucky for the Snowstorm giant ape. The guy who took the treasure in the previous few times also retreated completely, but this time the soul-dancing sound that erupted from the Falling Demon Pool was too powerful.

Although the magic ape's aura is also very powerful, it is only a foreign object, not a skill cultivated by oneself. In the current environment, it is useless. Even they, monsters who are comparable to great monks, also feel that they are struggling.

"Everyone, the old rules, the magic sound will become more and more powerful in the end, we must join hands, and we must not have any secrets, otherwise let alone taking treasure, even my life will be entrusted here, I don't want to step down this snow giant ape If you follow in the footsteps, let's do whatever you want. Silver-haired fellow Taoist, you don't have a treasure that can resist the attack of the divine sense, so you can use your secret technique to get close to the pool of falling devils. Then use all methods, each sacrifice the strongest blow, and strike Enter the pool, there will be a floating coffin at the Falling Demon Pool."

The turtle yelled loudly, opened its mouth to spit out, and a big green drum appeared. The stubby forelimbs slapped forward, and the huge palm shadow pressed on the huge drum. Immediately, there was a burst of cracking sound from the big green drum, as if the sky was collapsing.

You Yue Demon Canthus stretched out his hand, and a silver magic conch that was too long appeared in his hand. You Moon Demon Canthus took a sharp breath. On the originally cold black glacier, it seemed that the air flow for several miles around was blown away by You Yue Demon Canthus. Moon Demon Canthus sucked it into his abdomen instantly.

"Aw!" As Youyue Demon Canthus vigorously blew the silver magic conch, circles of black ripples rushed towards the Devil Falling Pool.