Chapter 505: [Magic Sound Piercing Ears]

The person coming, of course, is the Black Prison King that Yue Yang is most unwilling to see at present.

Not only is this guy wearing a sacred weapon, but even the cloak he wears outside is a gold-ranked treasure, Phantom', which made Yue Yang extremely jealous.

What an upstart, showing off like this, he is not afraid of being robbed by others! Yue Yang really wants to snatch this cloak, but unfortunately with his strength, he is not close to snatching the treasure of the Black Prison King. However, the Dragon Continent will soon have a big battle. If the Black Prison King can be killed by then, the golden cloak is nothing, and his holy weapon is Yue Yang's real goal.

As long as the Supreme comes back, Yue Yang is at least 80% sure that he can kill the Black Prison King.

Then, step on his corpse to climb the ladder and enter the heaven.

As for Konghuang Minghuang and the like, they will only be a group of soy sauce men, only onlookers and passing by, Yue Yang will never share the fruits of victory with them.

"... Uncle, who are you?" Yue Yang pretended not to know the Black Prison King.

"Haha, what an interesting young man." Hei Prison King didn't answer, but pretended to be bold and haha

Laughed out loud.

He knew that Yue Yang deliberately didn't recognize him, and used this to hit himself.

Immediately with a big laugh.

Not only him, but even the two standing beside him, Dong Zhanhu and Bei Fangya, the most powerful men under the Black Prison King, laughed loudly. When they learned that the Shark King went to Thunder Castle to challenge and was repelled by the little titan, they immediately came to the teleportation formation on the sixth floor of Tongtian Tower to wait for Yue Yang.

Sure enough, he easily intercepted the third young master of the Yue family, who was as cunning as a fox and had great potential. The Black Prison King tried to kill this young man several times. After all, it is very unwise for such a junior with unlimited potential to grow into a new generation of Prison King.

However, the existence of one person made the Hei Prison King fearful and worried.

That is Supreme!

She is the introducer of the Tongtian Pagoda of the third young master of the Yue family. Although she did not admit it publicly, she is actually his master.

The Black Prison King has every reason to believe that if it wasn't for Supreme's efforts to build it, no matter how talented and potential the third young master of the Yue family is, he wouldn't be able to grow up to be so amazing.

It's easy to kill the third young master of the Yue family, but if you offend Supreme, she will definitely be furious.

Desperate to avenge his beloved disciple.

This is the last thing the Black Prison King wants to see.

Who is stronger and who is weaker between the Supreme and oneself? The Black Prison King might as well, but he knew one thing, as long as the Supreme made a full-out attack, all his subordinates would be completely wiped out, and none of them would survive. Before he got the god's tome and entered the ruins of the gods to get the ancient secret treasures such as blood, martial arts and other relics, the black prison king didn't want to start a full-scale war with the Supreme. A behavior that hurts both sides will only allow the Dragon Emperor, Kong Emperor, Underworld Emperor and other pursuers to take advantage of it.

Besides, the Black Prison King's body has not yet returned to its peak state, and it is not the best time to start a war with the Supreme.

Dong Zhanhu and Bei Fangya looked at each other quietly.

When the Black Prison King was inconvenient to make a move, it was the beginning of their temptation.

No matter what, we must try to find out the reality of the third young master of the Yue family. If he is a great threat, then kill him regardless of the consequences.

"Jiu Mu Yue's family's third young master's name, Tiger hopes that the third young master can give some pointers." Dong Zhanhu said very politely, but his murderous intentions were hidden. Since Zijin Guofen base was destroyed by Yue Yang, the loss was heavy, Dong Zhanhu was ashamed, I have always been ashamed and hated the marrow. Not to mention that there is the Black Prison King by his side, even if he doesn't, he still wants to give it a try. How good is Yue Yang's skill.

"Feng Bo has met the three young masters and asked for advice." There was a two-meter-tall, tall, unusually tall, bronze-haired young master.

The middle-aged man with complexion was the first to throw off the big cloak.

"..." Yue Yang secretly frowned when he heard that he reported his family name as Feng.

Wen is surnamed Feng?

The matter between the Miss Feng family and the fourth uncle had just ended, and later Yue Yang caught Mr. Feng who was like a lunatic in the sub-base of Zijin Kingdom ▲Feng Jin’. Bei Fangya, one of the five commanders under the Black Prison King, unexpectedly also had the surname Feng. What does this wild boar king Beifang Fengfeng have to do with the Feng family?

Could it be that there was a mysterious and unknown history in the previous Feng family?

With the three powerful enemies in front, Yue Yang temporarily suppressed the curiosity and suspicion in his heart.

"I don't dare to give pointers, the boy's three-legged cat kung fu is not good enough, I'm afraid I will accidentally hurt the two of you."

Senior, if this is the case, then it is not good. "Yue Yang snorted.

"If this is the case, then you have to contact me, otherwise they don't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth."

What!" The Black Prison King's eyes were slightly cold.

"Please enlighten me!" Dong Zhanhu and Bei Fangya looked at each other tacitly.

If other juniors said this, they would laugh out loud.

However, what the third young master of the Yue family said in front of them, they couldn't take it for granted.

Even Emperor Ziwei Shuntian and Prince Hei once said that the third young master of the Yue family has made great progress, and at this moment, he probably already has the strength of no less than the eighth level of congenital. The evaluation of the two of them made the Hell King secretly shocked. In terms of growth rate, the prison emperor is far behind the third young master of the Yue family. Since ancient times, there has never been such a person who can be promoted to Xiantian in an unprecedented 20 years, and then within two years, climb up to the eighth level of Xiantian crazily... Not to mention ordinary warriors, he is the most talented prisoner with the highest achievements six thousand years ago Emperor, it is impossible to do this.

Yue Yang smiled lightly at Bei Fangya, who challenged first: "Here, it doesn't seem to be for a competition.

nice place huh? "

"The old man was fortunate to meet a few of you. If it is not convenient to talk here, why not move to the old man to have a rest.

In this place, make tea and taste fruit, and then discuss the superiority one by one? "

A polite and gentle voice came from a very far away place

Come.

The sound seemed far away.

But it is clear to the ear, just like talking in the ear.

There was a black spot that appeared at some unknown time, walking over step by step, every time this person took a step calmly and leisurely, his body would advance a hundred meters, and in an instant, he was already standing by Yue Yang's side.

The person who came was wearing a black robe with a full head, but his face was like a crane child, without revealing the slightest

old.

His demeanor is polite, but also restrained and natural.

There is a kind of calmness like the sky is falling and the earth is falling, and it can't move him.

He, Zhuo Ran, is the old man Nangong who went to Longteng Continent to pick up Yueyang... His appearance made the Black Prison King's eyes shrink slightly, and he immediately greeted the old man Nangong with a big smile. Elder Nangong also returned the salute to the Black Prison King, Dong Zhanhu, and Bei Fangfang one by one.

"Mr. Nangong invites you, how can Lao Hei refuse to follow? Please!" Hei Prison King pretended to be heroic

reach out.

"The Black Prison King has already reached the innate supremacy. The Tongtian Tower respects strength, not age. Although Nangong Luoyun is a little older, he can't be the Black Prison King. Sir, you should just call Nangong directly." Nangong The old man's words secretly frightened Yue Yang. The Black Prison King was an old immortal six thousand years ago, which is already an exaggeration, and the old man Nangong is older than the Black Prison King, so how old is this old man?

No wonder he is as strong as the Black Prison King, but he has to pay respects to the old boss first.

Yue Yang felt that even now, Yaomu Huiyan has improved himself, still can't see through

Mr. Nangong.

It can be seen from this that this old man is really not simple, and I still underestimated him too much before... Of course, it is not ruled out that old man Nangong has treasures or some kind of talent to cover up, so that people can't see the truth.

"Mr. Nangong please." Dong Zhanhu and Bei Fangya glanced at Yue Yang and responded in unison.

"What do you think, Little Titan?" Mr. Nangong asked.

"Sorry, I won't go to places where there are no beauties, but only uncles and old men!" Yue

Yang flatly refused.

Elder Nangong is fine, he seems to have guessed that Yue Yang would say this, his expression remains unchanged. The Black Prison King also looked like a senior expert, keeping his expressions calm. Only Dong Zhanhu and Bei Fangya made Yue Yang's words extremely shocking. Mr. Nangong invited almost no one in the world to refuse, this kid is really a freak. The most important thing is that Mr. Nangong is obviously partial to him, and he doesn't appreciate it at all. Could it be that he is really so confident that he can escape with the cooperation of the three of them?

There was a burst of pipa playing, like the sound of nature.

At the beginning, it was gentle and reminded Ruoquan.

It is getting faster and faster, like a spring breeze and light rain blowing on the earth, making people mesmerized by it.

The timbre changed again and again, and in an instant, the pipa was played rapidly, and the music changed into a cold wind whistling.

winter.

Everyone seemed to be in a world of ice and snow. The cold air hit the body, and the ice was so cold that it went straight to the bone marrow, almost turning the blood into ice. There was another kind of hoarse voice, which became louder and louder, and finally it seemed that thousands of troops and horses came to cover up in the wind and snow. The voices of the people and the horses neighed wildly, which was deafening...

Between the heavens and the earth, suddenly there are terrifying soldiers who are invincible and killing gods, roaring like thunder, and rushing to kill them.

They raised their bloody blades and beheaded people one by one!

The mind is as tough as Yue Yang, and when he heard such a terrifying magic sound playing, he couldn't help but immerse himself in it and be taken away by it.

The magic sound obeys!

His heart and soul trembled slightly, and suddenly the innate true energy in his dantian, like a volcano erupting, violently swept through his body, completely dispelling the cold air that was like being in an icy hell.

"Okay, what a song "Treading Snow" o" The Black Prison King clapped his hands, and Yue Yang used his Celestial Eye to capture the subtle changes in the energy between the Black Prison King's hands in one thousandth of a second. The performance of this black prison king is not as good as his own. He needs to clap his hands to dispel the negative effects brought about by the illusion of music. Of course, Yue Yang knew that with the innate qi and fire of Nirvana, it is normal to resist the influence of the magic sound better than the black prison king, but he did not expect that the black prison king, who is wearing a holy weapon, would be affected by the magic sound of the pipa .

"This song is intoxicating, and it will circle the beam for three days." Mr. Nangong also praised it highly.

"Calling, they hurriedly opened their mouths and spit out a

Dao Frostbolt-like cold air.

The warriors who were watching curiously from afar have all formed ice sculptures.

The expression is frozen forever, and the life disappears unconsciously.

The magic sound pierces the ears, so powerful?

Yue Yang was startled, and couldn't help shivering.

He felt that the Black Prison King was observing him carefully at this time, and he felt that he was dangerous, so he quickly pretended to be affected by the magic sound, his body was unbearable, and he shivered several times in an exaggerated manner.

The Hell King's eyes were like blades.

It has already been determined whether Yue Yang's reaction is true or false, for Yue Yang who recovered after only a shiver

Yang, secretly frightened.

He found that the outside rumors were true, that the third young master of the Yue family indeed possessed an innate strength above the eighth level. In terms of the influence of the magic sound, his state recovered, especially above Dongzhanhu and Beifangfang. If it wasn't for the natural shivering earlier, I would have let him hide it. It seems that his recovery is only slightly inferior to himself and Mr. Nangong, and he is as abnormal as the legend!

There is a beautiful woman holding a jade pipa, wearing a snow robe and wearing a big collar, walking on jade steps.

Before people arrive, the fragrance has already hit people.

Just an update today. I hurt my finger two days ago. It hurts a lot when I code these days, and I code very badly.

slow.

Please take a break, and I will try to make up as much as possible tomorrow.