Chapter 3435: Ancestors

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high in the air.

Before the young men and women, there were three Heavenly Monarchs, spitting blood.

One of them is Gu Yuan Tianjun.

Gu Yuantianjun gritted his teeth as if he was saying something.

The sound, as if after a long period of time, has become very light and light, and can't be heard clearly.

Xiao Yi just wanted to listen carefully.

hum…

The sound of the violin around the ear is gone.

All the pictures in front of him disappeared with the wind.

Xiao Yi's eyes also returned to normal in an instant.

"This..." Xiao Yi's face became anxious.

"Why did it stop?"

Dongfang replied indifferently, "After the eighth note falls, there is still a lingering sound between heaven and earth."

"And this is the time when the lingering sound of heaven and earth finally dissipates."

Xiao Yi frowned.

"There, where is it?"

The high sky in the picture just now was devastated, obviously after the war.

The dark and high sky is obviously not like the Tianyuan realm that is known as the center of the spiritual energy eruption in the mainland.

"I don't know." Dongfang shook his head indifferently, "The eighth note, I can only listen to it and see it."

"You lied to me?" Xiao Yi's eyes suddenly turned cold.

The teacup in front of him instantly shattered.

Dongfang said indifferently, "No..."

After he finished speaking, a powerful fist had already struck.

boom…

Dongfang was indifferently blown away by a punch.

"Palace Master Xiao Yi,

You..." When Dongfang responded indifferently, his head hurt and his hands were restrained.

"Say, where is it." Xiao Yi said coldly.

Dongfang said with a serious expression, "I really don't know..."

boom…

Still before he finished speaking, he saw a powerful fist approaching rapidly.

The fist slammed heavily on Bai Zhe's face.

"I'll give you one more chance." Xiao Yi's face was ferocious and a little crazy, looking down from above.

Dongfang saw this indifferently, feeling the astonishing force restrained on his hands, and his face became anxious.

hum…

In the air, the infinite octaves condensed.

Dongfang said calmly, "Palace Master Xiao Yi, look."

"Among the Wuji octaves, the first seven are all golden and clear."

"Only the eighth tone, the golden light is only faintly visible, and it is extremely inconspicuous."

"This eighth note is the weakest note in my martial arts development."

"So far, I really can't see through the eighth note, can't see through the eighth note."

"Otherwise, if this eighth note is as strong as the previous seven notes, I'd already be at the peak of the eighth note, and the combination of the eight notes will reach 90% of the martial spirit development."

"Why is it only 70% now?"

Xiao Yi's face turned cold, and he punched again.

boom…

Dongfang Lanran's face burst open in an instant, blood spilling out.

"Bastard." No matter how indifferent Dongfang Ranrao's temper was, now his anger came from his heart.

"Can't you do it when I'm afraid?"

Dongfang indifferently felt the smell of blood and severe pain on his face, and his aura exploded rapidly.

There is no piano in his hand, but there is still a seven-tone long whistling in the air.

Seven tones exploded, and Xiao Yi's figure was shaken away.

Dongfang indifferently got up quickly, flicked the sleeves of his blue shirt, and Zizai Shenxianqin appeared out of thin air in his hands.

hum…

Fingers off the strings, the sound of the piano suddenly rises.

"Huh?" Dongfang Tan was about to snap his fingers, but saw that there was no grim expression on Xiao Yi's face in front of him, only a playful smile remained.

"Palace Master Xiao Yi, you..."

Xiao Yi smiled indifferently, "Isn't it good now?"

"You are a human being after all, and you can have attacks, anger, sadness, pain, and joy."

"Always put on a light cloud and wind, and the color is indifferent everywhere, that's... not at ease."

"Wu Ji Ba Yin is your martial spirit; but you are following the path of the free piano sound."

Dongfang frowned slightly and said nothing.

But he knew that Xiao Yi was right.

In his heart, he was also surprised.

This guy, who had only played against him once, could see through him easily.

"Without tempering, without reading the world, how can you know what is at ease?" Xiao Yi said lightly.

"If you are free, let's go out for a walk."

After saying that, Xiao Yi turned around and left.

Above freedom, Fang is at ease, so Xiao Yi can understand Dongfang's indifferent piano sound better than anyone else.

Dongfang Danran seemed to have a bit of thought between his brows, and then chuckled, "Palace Master Xiao Yi is guiding me?"

"You and I don't have that kind of friendship."

Xiao Yi said without turning his head, "It's just that the heights are too cold, and it's hard to find an opponent."

"I look forward to fighting you next time."

Dongfang indifferently grinned for the first time and nodded.

Dongfang thought of something indifferently, and called out, "Palace Master Xiao Yi will not go and say goodbye to Tai Shang?"

Xiao Yi shook his head, "No."

"I'm here, just to discuss with you."

"I will have contact with you eight, but we will never be friends."

"I don't want to have too much contact with you eight, that's all."

"Oh right." Xiao Yi paused slightly, "Next time we fight, see you next time, I'm not interested in having tea or a bar with you."

The voice fell.

Xiao Yi's figure flashed and left.

Behind him, Dongfang calmly looked at Xiao Yi's leaving back, nodded, and chuckled, "Okay."

...

The courtyard is huge, and now Dongfang is the only one left. Of course, the surroundings are in a mess.

But Dongfang was indifferent, still looking into the distance, recalling the figure in the black suit that had already left.

If it is said that this figure will eventually be submerged in the long river of history in the future, I am afraid, it will also be an unprecedented silence.

If it is said that it has not been submerged, then, what kind of notes will this figure of one person and one sword compose for this world in the future? Then, will it be a strong voice?

Dongfang thought indifferently.

But at this moment, the thoughts in his eyes suddenly disappeared, and he nodded and chuckled, as if he was talking to himself.

"Daozu is also surprised?"

If Xiao Yi was still there at this time, or if Xiao Yi had condensed the eyes of the Taiyin Sun to stare, he would have found that there was a strange ancient and powerful spiritual consciousness in Dongfang Lanran's body.

At this moment, an ancient but inaudible voice slowly came from Dongfang Danran.

"God Emperor?"

"Emperor Underworld?" Dongfang heard the words indifferently, his face was startled.

An ancient spiritual consciousness floated out slightly.

That is an old man.

The old man nodded and chuckled, "The appearance and aura of the monster in the underworld, even if it turned into ashes, I will never forget it."

"He?" Dongfang asked calmly.

The old man was silent for a while, before shaking his head and chuckling, "He is obviously a human kid, how could he be a monster from the underworld?"

"It's fine." Dongfang breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the words indifferently.

Unexpectedly, the old man's tone condensed again, "But why can't he be the Emperor of the Underworld?"

"Daozu, you..." Dongfang was indifferent.

The old man didn't answer any more, he just looked into the distance and said with a chuckle, "Besides the monster in the Nether Realm, the old man also heard many voices of existence on him."

"Who?" Dongfang asked calmly.

The old man said softly, "The Demon Ancestor, the Silver King, the first-generation Soul Emperor."

The old man's eyes narrowed suddenly, "In those years, although these guys' trajectories of heaven and earth intersected, they were either opposed, or separated at a touch."

"Now, they have gathered together on a little human race?"

"What kind of earth-shattering sound will the collision make?"

"Fate is so wonderful."

"Indifferent." The old man looked at Dongfang indifferently, and said with a kind smile, "You have to work harder, or you will be thrown far away by this guy before long."

"Well." Dongfang nodded indifferently, "I will step into the emperor realm as soon as possible and find a way to resurrect Daozu you."

Hearing the words, the old man burst out laughing, "Entering the emperor realm? Let's first enter the peak of the emperor realm and step into the emperor level."

Dongfang showed a proud face indifferently, "Does the ancestor of Dao have no confidence in me?"

The old man shook his head, "It's not because of lack of confidence, but it's too difficult to step into the emperor's realm, it's more difficult than reuniting the body for the old man."

"Only those little guys, and they are fools, will feel that although stepping into the emperor's realm is difficult, there is a chance."

"If you really know what the Emperor Realm is, you will know that it is impossible for anyone to step into the Emperor Realm in these years."

"Daozu..." Dongfang wanted to say something indifferently.

The old man interrupted, "Cultivation with peace of mind, no need to think about anything else."

"The old man now has only a wisp of idle soul, which is even worse than spiritual consciousness."

"A few days ago, the old man heard the sound of the disappearance of the boy Huantian. After a few years, it is almost time for the old man."

The old man smiled all over his face, "Shen Xian is free, my God Xian Dao ancestor has you as a disciple, that's enough."

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