The target is me? The green pine nuts were terribly cold, he stepped back with the knife in hand, and shouted:

"Do it!"

At the same time, Qingsongzi was filled with intense anger. Yuanshi Tianzun thought he was a soft persimmon? He felt insulted.

Yinchi immediately raised his bamboo flute, brought it to his mouth, and played it.

The mournful sound waves pierced the eardrums and brains of everyone present like steel needles, bringing pain that made the soul tremble.

A musician in the extraordinary stage has three skills: comfort, encouragement, and hypnosis.

But Yin Chi doesn't need it at all, because his bamboo flute can only play one kind of tune, which can't comfort, hypnotize, or inspire. This tune directly hurts the spirit body, and the sound wave damage of the musician is superimposed. The level 3 night wandering god can't stand it either.

There is no need to use the professional skills of musicians at all.

bang bang!

The ground under Yin Chi's feet suddenly bulged, and the dark brown soil condensed into two pairs of big hands, holding his ankles.

The land lord, who was wearing leather jacket and leather pants, bent forward and ran like a horse that had escaped from the camp.

He regarded himself as a siege engine, recklessly and unreasonably rammed into the thin young man in the distance, and the sound waves that went straight into the soul had no effect on him.

Seeing this, the sound of the flute suddenly became rapid, and two hazy figures floated out of the bamboo flute, one with a graceful posture and one with a burly figure.

Two Le slaves roared out, passed by each other, and faced the Lord of the Earth.

Although the sonic attack is useless, the essence of Le Nu is a spirit body. The spirit body's possession ability interferes with the body, not the soul. This is an ability that the helmet cannot prevent.

The two Le slaves crashed headlong into the body of the Lord, competing for the dominance of the body.

The land bull charged like a bull, and stopped stiffly on the spot.

The land lord let out a "heh", took a deep breath, and held back his chest and abdomen violently, the cigar in his mouth glowed bright red after being sucked.

"call!"

He directed at Yin Chi a few meters away, and forcefully exhaled white smoke, no, it wasn't white smoke, but a dense and thick fog.

Thick fog covered Yin Chi who was imprisoned in place, and the sound of the flute was interrupted, replaced by Yin Chi's violent coughing.

He is poisoned.

On the other side, Qingsongzi, who witnessed this scene, thought quickly.

Yinchi has a breastplate to protect himself. Although the Lord of Earth has a strong defense, his attack is weak. After a while, the outcome of the battle is difficult to distinguish

He looked in the direction of Zhao Chenghuang again, and found that the two night wandering gods were rushing left and right, sometimes running forward, sometimes retreating, but they would always return to the original place by themselves.

Not far from the two of them, Sun Miaomiao's eyes were dark, and behind her stood a female ghost in a nightgown, trying her best to maintain the illusion.

Sun Miaomiao was able to trap Zhao Chenghuang and Yuan Ting of the same profession at the same time. She deserved to be the third strongest player on the list, but she couldn't trap two fellow students forever. Qingsongzi observed the situation and knew what she was going to do.

Time wasting!

Waiting for Yuan Ting and Zhao Chenghuang to get out of trouble and enter the arena, they will fight more and fight less to reverse the situation.

A clump of greenery sprouted from the foot of Qingsongzi, and spread rapidly, forming a circular lawn with a diameter of eight meters and centered on him. JrNovels.com