“Templars, now, tell me your choice! ”

Buzz--!!

The blood-stained Celestial Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly

Ultimately, however, the voice slowly disappeared in the resolute but powerful mind of Mu Yan.

Immediately thereafter, there was a sharp, deafening sound.

The whole stone room was shaken like a violent sound by this music.

Luther felt nothing but blood in her body, and then she discovered in horror that she had lost control of Ancient Vietnam the Corpse King.

“What's going on?! Jun Muyan, what have you done? ”

She looks extremely eye-catching.

The blinding black ancient violin just grabbed by the muffin suddenly lit up.

The blood on the violin disappears clean and shiny like the most precious and gorgeous ancient jade in the world.

“Little girl, listen to me clearly! ”

“What I am now forcibly opening for you is the third level of the realm of the Divine Musician - the [broken moon]. ”

“You can master three levels of skill of a Divine Musician in the Wuhu Continent. ”

“If you lose this way, and you get your prince sealed again, I will spare your soul and burn hell forever. ”

At this moment, the voice of the Celestial Magic Qin is in a state of desolation.

Strange, not so old and thick, but like a young man's voice.

But Moe couldn't help it at this time.

Because of the instant when the sound disappeared in my head, a powerful energy poured in from my hand holding the Celestial Magic.

At that moment, she felt her meridian and Dantian were about to explode.

Intense pain instantly swept across her body, a few short breaths, and her whole body had been soaked with cold sweat.

Afterwards, it was like a chirp in my head.

A divine musician skill that she had never seen, appeared in her mind.

[Seven Blade Spirits]!

Divine Musicians below Level 3, the only Melee skill.

String swords, all spirits restored!

Once the skill is activated, the seven strings on the Celestial Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heavenly Heaven

Powered by spiritual power, the sound of the violin is automatically assisted.

Retreatable, defensible, attackable.

Ever since it was handed down by a divine musician, Muang has been almost dominated on the martial arts continent.

But Muay herself knew that she now possessed a fatal flaw in the skills of a theologian.

There is only a distant attack, not a melee.

It's just that in the past, she met an opponent who was just out of fashion, and she didn't need to use the skills of a musician to win.

That's why this weakness didn't come out.

And now she's finally making up for her last weakness.

Mu looked pale, but the corner of his mouth slowly pulled up a smile, “This is such a big battle, but it only opened me up to a level 3 skill, Tian Zhi Qin, can you be a little smaller? ”

Buzz--!!

Red orange, yellow, green, blue and purple, seven swords of different colors floating around Muang Qi Qi trembling, as if protesting.

Mu Yan laughed and ignored her. He reached out and waved softly, one of them flying into her hand.

It was at this time that the ancient Vietnamese received Luther's command to roar like a beast and rush over again.

The long sword in his hand came out suddenly.

Ancient Vietnam flexed away, long nails with a fierce wind, whistling.

But the next moment...

Squeeze!

In front of the black fingernails, a purple sword appeared, painstakingly blocking the ancient Vietnamese attack.

But the rest of the sword instantly turned into sword light and went straight toward the ancient times.