infodatos Chapter 249 The Sound Of The Flute Is Lonely And Desolate
Chapter 249 The Sound Of The Flute Is Lonely And Desolate
As the highest-ranking member of Daxia Kingdom, he naturally understands the matters of immortality.
However, those who are strong in the Mahayana stage have not been born in hundreds of years.
This time, Brother Lin was born and followed him like a protector.
He guessed that Brother Lin must be an extremely important figure in some immortal force.
And that Senior Jiao must be the powerful person behind Brother Lin.
He looked around at the night sky.
Since this person was born with Brother Lin, he will definitely not go away when facing such a powerful person tonight.
Probably hidden somewhere.
Thinking of this, he felt relieved.
As for the little dragon, he was lying somewhere in the void, eating peanuts leisurely.
Listening to the discussion of Lin Anguo and others, they were extremely disdainful.
It's really ridiculous to want to defeat Mr. Lin with just a high-grade magic weapon.
These ants can be crushed by Young Master Lin without me taking action.
The eldest brother is now holding the soul-shaking drum to show off his power.
“Boy, you are physically strong, and I have to admit that I can’t do anything to you.
However, the background of my Lingxu Holy Land is something that you, a casual cultivator, cannot understand. See how my Lingxu Holy Land magic weapon can kill you. "
He only thought that Lin Bei was a random cultivator who was lucky enough to get the opportunity to cultivate immortality.
Because nowadays, there are indeed too few immortal ways.
After finishing speaking, he recited the formula, stroked the drum with one hand, and began to beat violently with his fingers.
Dong dong dong...
Suddenly the sound of drums was like raindrops, dense and compact, long and far-reaching.
It was as if the ancient people were shouting and roaring.
The drum beats to the beat of a certain melody, hiding murderous intent.
The sound of music hits the human heart, causing the heart to tremble violently.
The blood all over the body follows this rhythm, sometimes like a surging tide, washing away the fragile blood vessel walls, sometimes like the whisper of spring rain, kissing every inch of the skin.
The eldest brother still knew how to control the drum sound and focused on Lin Bei.
Otherwise, thousands of mortals in Kyoto City not far away may have their souls exploded in an instant.
But ordinary people like Lin Qingchen, who were only a hundred meters away from Linbei, were suffering like hell.
His heart was beating so fast that it was unbearable, and his soul was torn apart and he was almost crazy with desire.
Several strong men from Lin Anguo immediately used their souls to protect everyone, and everyone was spared.
Ninety-nine point nine percent of the violent energy rolled up by the drums hit Lin Bei and enveloped him.
The energy was tearing at Lin Bei's body like thousands of dead souls, trying to penetrate into his body and attack his soul.
The vibrations of the drums directly caused his muscles and blood to vibrate, almost leaving his body and his whole body disintegrating.
And the sea of consciousness is a sea of drums.
The waves were rolling and the tsunami was hundreds of meters high.
If the soul is weak, it will be torn to pieces immediately, and the seven orifices will bleed to death.
However, Lin Bei was calm and composed, and sneered:
"Do you want to play a musical instrument? I happen to have one too, so I can play with you."
He stretched out his right hand, and a piccolo appeared in his hand.
That was the piccolo given to him by the woman in red.
In fact, he is not good at music, but this piccolo has a strong idea.
It allows people who don't know the music to play magical music.
"Woo——"
He brought the piccolo to his lips.
Suddenly, a gentle thought entered his sea of consciousness, causing the breath to flow to his dantian.
The breath originates from the Dantian, exits the throat and lips, and enters the wind instruments.
The sound of the flute sobs, like the bleak autumn wind, and the world is in a state of mourning.
The divine power covers the sky, and all living beings are in submission.
Everyone in Lin'an Kingdom felt solemn and frightened when they heard the sound of the flute.
Don't dare to breathe too hard, as if you are facing a sacred being, for fear of offending its majesty.
Then, the sound of the flute changed.
Empty mountains and deep valleys, bright moonlight and solitary windows, green lanterns shining on the walls, and shadows leaning against the railings.
A place of loneliness and loneliness.
"This state of mind..."
Lin Qingchen shed tears unconsciously.
This is a kind of loneliness at the top, a kind of loneliness of walking alone, and a kind of big heart that despises the world.
As a group of the most intelligent people in Great Xia and even all mankind.
He has made great achievements at a young age, and there is no one in the world who can be his close friend.
She felt this way all the time.
She looked up at Lin Bei, feeling an inexplicable emotion in her heart.
What is he hiding deep in his heart?
Why is there still a trace of longing hidden in this loneliness? What is it that I miss?
What depths and secrets does this man have?
The melody at this moment fit her mood perfectly, making her feel sad.
The sound of the flute is faint, but murderous intentions are hidden everywhere in the loneliness.
The drum beat of Senior Brother from Lingxu Holy Land was completely suppressed by the overwhelming pressure of the flute.
The eldest brother was furious and his face was ashen.
This kid actually has such profound attainments in music.
How fucking shameless!
"Ah! Go to hell!"
His energy and blood surged uncontrollably, and he almost fell into madness.
Dong dong dong dong dong…
His palms beat urgently on the drum head.
In an instant, overwhelming pressure poured out, like a violent ocean in all directions.
The sound of the drums filled the air uncontrollably with the pressure of the soul.
"No, he's crazy!"
Lin Anguo exclaimed.
At this moment, the senior brother of Lingxu Holy Land was completely out of control, and the sound of the drum spread rapidly towards Kyoto City.
Once it spreads to residential areas, the consequences will be catastrophic.
Lin Anguo stepped into the air, and his huge soul quickly covered him, trying to stop the drum sound from spreading towards the city.
However, he only has the strength of the early stage of Wuxu, how can he block the top-grade magic weapon of the senior brother of Lingxu Holy Land at the peak of Wuxu.
"puff!"
He spurted out a mouthful of old blood.
At this time, he saw a person a hundred meters away, it was Chen Jiahong who was seriously injured.
"Brother Chen, stop him quickly, otherwise, the people will suffer disaster."
However, Chen Jiahong's eyes were blood red at the moment and his expression was ferocious.
He shouted at his senior brother: "Brother Dao, good job, come on, kill them all!"
He just wanted to kill Lin Bei at the moment, and he didn't want to worry about anything else.
Lin Anguo was shocked and angry: "Brother Chen, what are you doing? How can you ignore people's lives?"
"I bother!"
Chen Jiahong spat angrily, "That boy from Lin Bei killed my son and grandson. I only want him to die. The lives of others are none of my business! He should be buried with my son."
"Chen Jiahong, you..."
Lin Anguo was so angry that he couldn't resist the impact of the drums.
"puff!"
A mouthful of old blood splashed into the sky.
The pressure of the drums quickly broke through his defenses and surged towards the city.
"No……"
Lin Anguo felt the destructive soul energy rushing towards Kyoto City, and felt great pain and powerlessness in his heart.
His lifelong belief was to protect the peace of Daxia.
However, today, we have to watch this devastating disaster come.
"Brother Lin...stop...stop him!"
He tried his best to convey the message to Lin Bei.
Now I can only place my hope on Lin Bei.
Whoosh!
Suddenly, amidst the lonely flute music, murderous intent suddenly rose, and a wave of grief and anger rose from the sky.
Suddenly, the cold night was freezing and the golden wind suddenly rose.
The entire night sky turned into thousands of sharp blades, tearing the sky apart, and overwhelmingly attacked the senior brother of Lingxu Holy Land.
And the raging drum sound was also chopped into pieces, and the terrifying soul energy was wiped away.
"How can this be!"
The eldest brother changed his face in horror and refused to believe it.