There is only one day left until the night of the full moon.

On Liuguang Island, on the reefs of the sea, Lin Yun has been playing the Purple Cloud Divine Bamboo Flute for six days.

He wants to braid the five elements, the golden crow, water, fire, and earth, and he wants the five-tone palace, Shangjiao, and feathers. To communicate yin and yang, Huang Zhong and Da Lu have twelve laws, six yin and six yang.

He wanted to watch the sun and the moon, the ebb and flow of the tides, and the various pictures of the sky corresponding to the changes of time.

The cultivation of the Prince's Voice was many times more difficult than Lin Yun imagined, and far from being as easy as Yuxiao Yujian.

After thinking of the princes, there are saints, the voice of the emperor, the voice of the dragon, and the legendary supreme fairy.

When Lin Yun thought about it, he felt boundless and vast, as if the vast ocean in front of him stretched out as far as the eye could see, with no boundaries in sight.

Fortunately, Lin Yun's talent is extraordinary, and his understanding of rhythm is no worse than that of kendo.

There is also Xiao Bingfeng to guide her, although she is not in the realm, but the voice of the dragon is in the sky. Even if the power of the voice of the dragon cannot be displayed now, the realm is still there, and it is more than enough to point Lin Yun.

In six days, Lin Yun's progress was extremely rapid, making Xiao Bingfeng speechless.

He played the Purple Jade Divine Bamboo Flute, and the surrounding sea was full of visions. He didn't play any music scores, not even the sword intent, nor the artistic conception of swordsmanship.

He only relied on the sound of the flute, and only relied on his own mastery of the rhythm to play with his true essence and soul power.

With the ups and downs of the flute on the sea, a vision was born, sometimes the moonlight fell, and sometimes the sun was shining. The sun and the moon alternated, the yin and yang changed, and a long sword flew over the ten-mile peach blossom.

After the peach blossoms, the long sword broke through the air, and under the sea of ??clouds, a waterfall fell like a galaxy.

Bang!

The sword light exploded in the sky, turning into boundless flames and falling. The flames were like burning meteorites, falling towards the vast land.

Boom!

The ground was shaking, and the burning flame meteorites turned into mountains and rivers rising from the ground.

The sun and the moon are divided into yin and yang!

Gold is a sword, wood is a peach, water is a waterfall, fire is a star, and earth is a mountain.

The sound of the flute rises and falls, the palace and merchants horns and the feathers, the yin and yang of the twelve laws of Huang Zhong and Da Lu are constantly changing.

boom!

When the sound of the flute gradually fell, a monarch's might that belonged to the human world burst out from Lin Yun's body.

boom! boom! boom!

All the visions disappeared in an instant, and a heavy water column swayed above the sea surface, a majestic water column, straight into the sky. Under the vibration of Xiao Yin, the water column kept surging, and in the blink of an eye, it was already huge.

A terrifying scene appeared. These water columns changed with the sound of the flute, and it didn't take long for them to evolve into water dragons, which revolved around Lin Yunpan.

This is the voice of the prince!

"Although there is a little less change, I have mastered the voice of a prince in six days. The talent is really terrible."

Xiao Bingfeng frowned and muttered, but then she laughed again, in the end, it was better taught by this emperor.

That's right, it's all due to the Emperor.

Whoa!

Lin Yun put down the long howl, and those water dragons immediately turned into heavy rain and poured down.

done!

Lin Yun couldn't hide the joy in his eyes. If the voice of the prince was calculated according to the will of martial arts, it was roughly equivalent to the sword intent of Tongtian.

The voice of the prince is matched with the peak of the Heaven-penetrating Sword Intent, what kind of terrifying power will burst out, Lin Yun's heart is beating wildly.

Lin Yun's footsteps staggered suddenly, wobbly and almost fell.

After comprehending the voice of the prince for six consecutive days, after all, it consumed too much energy, and endless exhaustion came surging.

Lin Yun took a deep breath, sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and fell asleep.

This sleep was very fragrant, and the sound of breathing became quite heavy. I slept until the sun set, and then slept until the sun rose from the sea.

For a whole day and night, when he opened his eyes again, the expression in his eyes flashed brightly and his spirits were high.

The spirit has reached an unprecedented peak.

Lin Yun stood up to face Chaoyang, stretched out with all his strength, and then yawned.

Comfortable!

"Hmph, you snored when you slept last night." Xiao Bingfeng came over with the thief cat and said with a smile.

Have it?

Lin Yun smiled awkwardly, looked at Chaoyang, squinted and said, "The moon should be beautiful tonight."

"Is it still dark?"

Xiao Bingfeng pouted.

Lin Yun retracted his gaze, looked at Xiao Bingfeng and said, "Emperor Tutian, whether I can leave the Cangxuan Demon Realm tonight is entirely up to you."

"Don't worry, even if this Emperor's Divine Mark is only a little bit, it's not something mortals can block." Xiao Bingfeng said domineeringly.

Killing Benlei Demon Sword is simple, and whether or not it can leave the Demon Domain is the key.

The silver moon mask alone is not enough. Although the card of the Great Emperor is not very reliable, it is better than nothing.

"Let's go!"

Lin Yun took a deep breath and looked in the direction of the Demon Domain.

The two of them stepped on the waves and faced the rising sun, heading for the Cangxuan Demon Realm where the sect disciples were terrified.

...

The Demon Realm is shrouded in a faint gray fog all the year round. There is no light during the day, and it is always dark. On the contrary, at night, the moonlight shines through the gray fog containing evil spirits, shining a hazy light.

Night is when the Demon Domain is really lively.

Tonight, the bright moon is full, shrouding the entire Cangxuan Demon Realm under the bright moonlight, and a hazy and eerie mist emanates in the air.

Looking up, you will find that the bright moon is incomparably large, far closer than it looks from outside the Demon Domain.

The sun can't shine in, but the moonlight is so bright, it's incredible to see through the fog.

Lin Yun walked alone in it, the little thief cat and Tutian the Great were not by his side, and eyes swept over him from time to time. However, it did not show any strangeness. The evil cultivators here did not seem to be particularly surprised by the presence of the sect disciples in the Demon Realm.

The Demon Domain is like a city without borders, except that the air is filled with evil spirits and the environment is strange.

There is not much difference from other places, the main difference is people.

Most of the disciples gathered here are evil cultivators and demonic sect disciples. Occasionally, sect disciples walk among them, but they are careful not to stay too long.

"It's not quite what I thought."

Lin Yun whispered to himself, and then walked into a restaurant.

The sound in the restaurant was messy, and the various evil cultivators were drinking and chatting loudly. Even chatting and chatting, some people directly fight, and the store owner is not surprised.

One person died at the feet of Lin Yun, and a second child came to clean it up immediately.

"Little brother, lift your feet." The shop boy smiled from Lin Yun, and then retreated the body, and the blood stains on the ground were quickly cleaned up.

The guests at the other tables, taking it easy, continued to drink and chat.

Most of them were talking about the same thing. The Tianxing Pavilion was going to auction a holy weapon tonight, causing a huge conflict in the entire Cangxuan Demon Realm.

"Hey, this Thunderbolt Demon Sword is really powerful, even the holy soldiers have been robbed!"

"This guy is very high-profile every time he makes a shot. He actually caught a big fish. I'm envious!"

"What's there to envy, this Thunder Demon Sword almost died in the hands of the funeral dude, and ran to the Demon Realm with a sigh of relief to get his life back. Hiding in the Tianxing Pavilion, he didn't dare to come out at all!"

When it came to the funeral of the playboy, the atmosphere in the restaurant was obviously hot, and a group of evil cultivators began to curse.

"I don't know where this bastard came from. It's like a mad dog. In a month, dozens of people died in his hands. This time, the Thunderbolt Sword almost fell."

"It's just that little bit of skill, it's really powerful, just go to Tianxing Pavilion to kill!"

...

Lin Yun held his wine glass and remained silent.

The whereabouts of Ben Lei Demon Sword, I did not expect to find out so easily, but Tianxing Pavilion seems to be difficult to provoke.

"It is said that the direct disciples of the four sects of Cangxuan Palace are here, and the silver spear to be auctioned is the holy weapon king hook of Chu Tianhao in the Xuanwang Palace!"

"Ben Lei Demon Sword is rarely injured so badly. Almost all of the four sects have hatred against him, so they won't let this opportunity go easily."

"Hehe, but these people are probably going to be disappointed. In the Cangxuan Demon Domain, no one dares to take action in the Tianxing Pavilion. Chu Tianhao doesn't dare, and Ye Ziling doesn't dare..."

"No one can kill the person that Tianxing Pavilion wants to protect!"

The discussions continued unabated, and they were very excited about the auction that was going to be held tonight.

Holy soldiers are rare in the first place, and auctions of holy soldiers are even rarer, not to mention that this is the holy soldier personally passed down by Chu Tianhao, the chief of the Xuanwang Palace.

If the funeral is involved, this auction will undoubtedly be more interesting.

Lin Yun drank the wine in the glass, put it down, and left slowly.

The news came without any effort, and the matter was much bigger than expected. No wonder the evil cultivators in the Demon Realm were not surprised by him. I am afraid that many disciples of the four sects have come here these days.

After half an hour.

Lin Yun and Xiao Bingfeng converged and informed each other of the news.

"Heavenly Star Pavilion is so terrifying..." Xiao Bingfeng said sternly: "That's right, he was injured so badly, he must find an absolutely safe place to hide. This emperor advises you to give up."

"How can it be so easy to give up, the old guy from the Floating Cloud Sword Sect won't talk to me about anything, more than a hundred drops of the true dragon holy liquid, I must get it!"

Lin Yun's face was calm, and he said lightly, it was about the gathering of seven flowers, and he couldn't give up.

Tonight, Ben Lei Demon Sword must die.

Whether it is so calm on the surface, only he knows.

"Tonight's moon is really round! Now that the spiritual formation is set up, Great Emperor... just stay here."

Lin Yun put the Yinyue mask on his face, and the blue silk on his head instantly turned into a silver waterfall, and each strand of hair fluttered in the wind, blooming with shimmering light.

Whoosh!

He rose into the sky and disappeared in the blink of an eye. Xiao Bingfeng hurriedly raised her head to look into the distance. Under the bright and bright full moon in the vast night, she saw a figure that was getting smaller and smaller and flew into the moon.