Seven Thousand One Hundred and Thirty Blood

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When the flute sound continued, the sound became much faster, and everyone felt a tremor in their hearts. A picture seemed to appear in front of them.

It was a very miserable battlefield. Countless powerful enemies attacked each other, completely forgetting life and death, and only wanted to kill each other.

On the ground, there were piles of corpses and rivers of blood. The whole world seemed to be shrouded in this terrifying bloody aura and murderous intent.

Everyone was bloodshot. They didn't know how to stop fighting. They just wanted to kill, kill, kill!

The flute sound turned again, and the battlefield picture in front of everyone suddenly disappeared. What appeared was a man with only one arm left, his face covered with coagulated blood, and his eyes were lifeless. He held a long sword in his hand and limped along a road with the support of the long sword.

Behind him, the long sword kept dripping some black blood, dyeing the road he walked on black and red, which was extremely weird.

Suddenly, at the end of the road, a three-story building appeared. The building looked a little dilapidated, but full of mystery.

Behind the building, there was nothingness, as if walking to the end of the building would lead to leaving this world.

The man holding the long knife saw the building and his eyes lit up. His lifeless eyes finally had a hint of emotion again, and his pace could not help but speed up a lot.

But suddenly, behind him, the land that had been polluted by the black and red blood dripping from his long knife began to tremble violently. One by one, illusory ghost-like shadows slowly emerged from the polluted land and rushed towards the man.

The man turned his head, his face became extremely terrified, and with a "clang", he threw down the long knife in his hand and ran towards the building.

But the distance between him and the building seemed very close, as if he could reach it with just one step. The man's speed was also very fast, and each step he took seemed to be thousands or tens of thousands of kilometers away. However, the building was always in front of him, and the distance from him was still so far.

And behind him, those illusory ghost-like shadows that appeared from the polluted land were getting closer and closer to him, so close that he could almost feel the strong malice emanating from them... so close that he could almost see the greed on their faces that were as unclear as shadows...

"No..."

For the first time,

the crowd heard a human shout from this flute world, which came from the man's mouth, full of despair, unwillingness, and pain...

But such shouts did not help him at all. Instead, those ghost-like shadows rushed towards him faster, surrounded him in the middle, and laughed cunningly.

"Bang!"

An explosion sounded, and everyone suddenly found that all the scenes in front of them disappeared. When they looked up at Tang Yu, they found that Tang Yu was holding half a broken flute in his hand, and he was also shocked.

"Master!"

Xia Tangming was a little panicked and asked quickly.

"I'm fine!"

Tang Yu shook his head and looked at the flute in his hand with an unbelievable look, because he really didn't expect that he was just simply using his breath to play the song engraved on the black stone slab, but who would have thought that in the end his flute couldn't hold up and exploded directly.

You know, this flute is the flute that he got when he was on Earth, which is almost comparable to a magic weapon.

When Tang Yu played the flute, he naturally saw the picture that everyone saw. The obviously incomplete picture made Tang Yu unable to understand what information the picture was telling them, so he wanted to play the whole song and see what happened in the end.

But he never thought that his flute didn't hold up. No, it can't be said that his flute didn't hold up, but he himself didn't hold up. Not to mention such a disciple, even if he changed to the guqin provided by Aunt Xin, he couldn't play the whole song.

It can only be said that this song is really amazing. The purpose of its existence here may be to tell the disciples of the Bai family some ancient secrets.

However, looking at Bai Fenghua, you can know that the disciples of the Bai family didn't even know that these patterns were notes that could be played. They just thought that these were beautiful patterns. It has to be said that it is very ironic, isn't it?

Looking at the half-broken flute residue under his feet, which has turned into powder, Tang Yu took a deep breath, put the other half of the flute back into the ring, and then raised his head and said: "Did you see what the building just now was?"

"Temple of the Heavenly Realm!"

Tang Yu's words made everyone stunned, but they couldn't help but say in unison.

"Yes! Tianyu Temple? But who knows what it means? Unfortunately, I don't have the strength to play the whole song." Tang Yu said with a wry smile.

Bai Fenghua was stunned. He had been in a trance since Tang Yu played the song according to the pattern on the black stone slab.

Unlike others, he felt like he had completely entered the world of flute music. He was not like others who viewed the whole flute music from a God's perspective, but he was completely involved in it.

At the beginning of the battlefield, he was a member of the battlefield. Later, the man holding a big knife and staggering on the road step by step was himself.

He could clearly feel the countless ghostly shadows surrounding him. In fact, the "no" that everyone heard probably came from his mouth.

However, no one noticed this situation, and Bai Fenghua was also in a state of confusion, so he did not react.

"Old Bai..."

Xuan Yunxing finally noticed something strange about Bai Fenghua, and saw that his face was covered in cold sweat, as if he was frightened by something, and his body was constantly trembling, obviously very frightened.

Xuan Yunxing gave a sharp shout, which instantly knocked Bai Fenghua out of this strange situation. He raised his head blankly, opened his eyes, looked at everyone, and said: "I...what's wrong with me?" ?”

"Who knows what's wrong with you! Just now we all entered the world of flute sounds because of hearing the sound of the flute, but your reaction was so strange. Although we also entered the world of flute sounds, why are you so scared? Don't tell I, you are so timid, you were frightened when you saw those pictures." Xuan Yunxing felt that Bai Fenghua was in a strange state, so he joked with a smile.

"I didn't see those scenes, I participated in them." Bai Fenghua's tone was a little panicked and she retorted harshly.

"What?"

Bai Fenghua's words made even Tang Yu stunned, because he didn't add any effects to the flute sound just now, he just played it, so even if the picture of the flute sound world appears, it can only give people a God's perspective. Looking at these pictures, how could Bai Fenghua have participated in the world of flute music?

This at least requires Tang Yu to add some charm and energy to the flute sound, otherwise there will be no such effect at all!

"I'm not lying to you. I felt that in that battlefield, I was constantly killing enemies. In my eyes, there were only enemies, and I wanted to kill them all. I had no other ideas. Later, I suddenly appeared on a main road, Walking slowly, without any hope or goal, suddenly I saw the Tianyu Temple, a glimmer of hope appeared in my heart, and I desperately wanted to enter the temple, otherwise I would die miserably, but I still Before I could rush in, the souls of a group of people who died on the previous battlefield suddenly appeared and chased me crazily..."