Chapter 527 Resist in the Corner, the Man in the Void

The strings became more and more urgent, blood dripped on the guqin, staining all seven colors with blood, Yang Qingxuan had already played to the extreme, sweating profusely, and his face was pale.

Everyone was horrified, he was able to withstand the attack of the entire beast horde by himself, although it didn't take long, it was already shocking.

"Kill! Anyway, it's death. It's better to die outside the city than to die after the city is broken!"

One person's face was gloomy and cold, and after a strange cry, he rushed up and rushed into the beast tide like a bat.

The sound of Yang Qingxuan's piano suddenly changed, and it became like a ring ring, the wind and the rain, and the sound of killing and cutting rang out from the entire city gate.

Under the sound of killing and attacking, the blood of the people became agitated, and the momentum was like a mountain, one by one roared and charged forward.

Jianmu sat cross-legged to rest under the city, covered in blood, his body trembled when he heard the sound of war, he opened his eyes slightly, looked at Yang Qingxuan in shock, and thought in his heart: "If it wasn't for this son, I'm afraid I'd be covered in yellow sand. The Ninth City Gate probably won't be able to hold on to it. With a mere cultivation in the early stage of Lunhai, he has such fighting power. I really don't know what kind of genius this guy is." After thinking for a while, he closed his eyes again and continued to recover from his injuries .

After the tone of Yang Qingxuanqin was turned, the pressure suddenly decreased, but a sound world of about five feet formed around the body, and all the desolate beasts that rushed up were smashed by the sound world.

The situation stabilized for a short time, but the casualties continued to increase at a terrifying speed. The entire battlefield was like a meat grinder, constantly crushing each and every living being.

Yang Qingxuan's head was covered with cold sweat, and he was a little anxious. He said via voice transmission: "Master Jianmu, what else can we do? If this continues, I'm afraid everyone will fill in, and we won't be able to guard the ninth city gate."

Jianmu opened his eyes slightly, and said calmly: "How do you think we have defended the city these days? It's just to save our lives, to resist the tide of beasts with our flesh and blood."

Yang Qingxuan's heart trembled, his face was bloodless, and then his eyes were filled with darkness, and he said coldly: "Then what's the point of defending the city like this? It's clearly a huge consumption machine, constantly consuming life and resources, it's better to open the city gate , everyone flees for their lives.”

Jian Mu stared at him coldly, and said, "Can you escape by opening the city gate? The only hope now is to quickly open up the plane and let the strong outside come in."

Yang Qingxuan remained silent with a sullen face, he knew what Jianmu said was right. With his strength, he might not be able to fly out of the endless sea of ​​beasts in front of him, even the strongest in heaven might not be able to escape.

"These desolate beasts are obviously controlled by some kind of power. Didn't the city owner ever think about finding out that power and solving it fundamentally?"

"The tide of beasts is like the sea, and they can't even fly out. How can we find the power behind the scenes? And..."

Jianmu hesitated to speak, thought for a while before saying: "And these desolate beasts don't seem to be in a hurry to break through the city, otherwise they wouldn't attack once a day, if they kept attacking against the defense line, they would have broken the city long ago. "

Yang Qingxuan's heart was shocked, and he said in horror: "My lord, what do you mean, these desolate beasts are deliberately killing us?"

Jianmu said: "I just feel this way, and there is no conclusive evidence. What's the purpose of the wild beasts, what they intend to do, it doesn't matter. The important thing is to withstand the city defense, and then wait for the plane to open up. The strong come to help."

Yang Qingxuan nodded. In such a tragic environment, saving his life is the most important thing, and the rest can only be considered when he has spare energy.

After playing the song "Ambush from Ten Sides", Yang Qingxuan took out some pills and swallowed them. His body was like nectar after the rain, and he recovered a lot. He raised his bloody fingers and started playing the song "Slaying the Wolf" .

The clanging sound of killing turned into traces of dou qi and merged into the body of every warrior, making one's blood boil with murderous aura surging up.

Among the rolling yellow sand, the fresh air spreads to the golden watchman, and the cold shines on the iron clothes.

On the thousand-mile front of the entire city defense, there is evil spirit like blood and yellow sand all over the sky. There is no sunset in Xutian City, under the direct sunlight, everything looks pale and dazzling.

Just above this yellow sand purgatory, at an unknown distance in the sky, there was a man sitting cross-legged with his hands in mudra, expressionless.

The man's face is clear and handsome, and his long hair is scattered behind him. He is actually a rare handsome man. But on that face with distinct features, there were actually runes flashing, revealing a trace of evil spirit, looking carefully, there was a strange feeling between the thick eyebrows and high nose, it seemed that he was not of the human race.

Around the man's body, streaks of yellow aura emerged, faintly visible, constantly being sucked into his body, and every time he absorbed it, strange runes appeared from the center of his brows to his face, neck, and even his whole body, disappearing in a flash.

"The art of nothingness and desolation, I said why there is a wave of desolate beasts. It turns out that you are cultivating this supernatural power with the help of desolation and evil spirit."

In the void ahead, a pleasant female voice slowly came. As the voice fell, the void flashed, and a voluptuous woman emerged, with snowy skin and delicate facial features that were not like ordinary people, and a bewitching aura shone in her dark green eyes.

On the snow-white bare feet, green totems were painted, which looked full of wildness, and the whole body exuded a kind of evil beauty, which made people's blood rush.

The man suddenly opened his eyes wide, his pupils were full of horror, as if he saw something extremely terrifying, his body trembled, "You...you are..."

Under his turbulent breath, the barren air around him became like wrinkled pool water, or like the wrinkles on an old man's face, becoming rippling.

The woman was surprised, raised her eyebrows, and said, "Do you recognize me?"

"Gulu." The man swallowed with difficulty, stood up from the state of meditation, lost the calmness that seemed to be unchanged in ancient times, and stepped back dozens of feet, full of vigilance.

"Hehe." The woman giggled, staring at the man with dark green eyes, and said leisurely: "Since you recognize me, then you and I should be from the same era, and you possess the art of nothingness and desolation. Proficient in the art of desolation, he must be a member of the royal family of desolation, it's strange, why haven't I seen it before?"

The man's face was extremely ugly, cold sweat dripped from his temples, and he said with difficulty: "It's really you, the mother of all insects—Kunna!"

"Yeah, you really know me, and you can even call me by my name." Kunna's eyes flickered coldly, and she sneered, "Are you going to declare your name yourself, or let me smoke your soul? Come and see for yourself."

The man was full of fear, and retreated tens of feet away. Kunna sneered, as if she was watching a clown, and she didn't care at all.

The man was silent for a while, and seemed to realize that his defense was useless, instead he looked ridiculous, and said honestly, "I am Yancheng's younger brother, Yanxiu."

//I just came back from the Reading Salon yesterday, so tired. I read the chapters written in the past few days this morning, and found that it was too light, because I was writing in a hurry every day, and I couldn't calm down. In the past few days, I have been dealing with some matters at hand. On the 8th, I will update to four chapters per day.