Fortunately, he reacted quickly, and those few words were very sincere when he interrupted them.

But why is this scene a little familiar?

The blood-born prince was a little confused.

However, after this incident, he no longer dared to approach Yunzhou, so he simply turned around and fooled his subordinates, trying to escape back to the Dragon Realm in shame.

Who knew that at this moment, Xiao Bailong suddenly raised his hand and said:

"I seem to see Han Le."

...

"That voice just now is a bit familiar."

In the string world, Han Le also heard the skillful "disturbance" of the blood-born prince.

But at this time, he could already feel relieved and concentrate on advancing to the legend.

Although Xia Chong died, his stomach had room for another stomach and merged with Abu's string world. He had to rely on his own strength to break through.

Nowadays, with the protection of Mu Bingxin in the peak state, you can naturally rest assured.

only.

Han Le sighed slightly in his heart.

He had actually expected it, but when this scene really happened, he was still a little sad.

Maybe some things are destined.

But he, Han Le, does not believe in fate!

Bang!

A sharp sound suddenly sounded on Wanwei keyboard.

Han Le slowly unfolded the Yanhuang Realm and his own origins, and began to play his own war song!

As long as he integrates the battle song into the original world, he can be promoted to legend!

For him, legend is actually very simple.

However, he chose a more difficult path because he wanted to condense an unprecedented world of curves!

The first battle song was already played in the strings of Abnasol.

The figure that broke through Yunxiao flashed past the Yanhuang Realm.

Everyone looked up in horror.

They only saw a shadow, holding a long stick in his hand, looking up at the sky, as if he was about to pierce the whole day!

The first battle song "The Overture of the Little Knife Club"!

The figure of the Monkey King gradually condensed from the phantom into a entity and appeared in the Yanhuang Realm.

Han Le only felt that the power of the origin was constantly passing.

The shadow of the Great Sage looked at Han Le, the master of the world, and launched an unprecedented attack without hesitation!

This is the disadvantage of the non-original Qu Realm. If Han Le wants to take this Qu Realm, he must bear the attack of the soul of Qu Realm!

With his belief, his clone appeared above the Yanhuang Realm, and fought with the Great Sage with the power of the Lord of the World!

This battle was shocking.

However, in the string world, Han Le used his heart and began to play the second battle song.

"Ninety-Nine Eighty-One".

"Since the Great Sage appears, just use Journey to the West as a template."

"It's time for a earth-shaking change in the Yanhuang Realm!"

Han music was extremely fast, and the excited music sounded, and familiar figures appeared above the Yanhuang Realm.

At the same time, the Yanhuang Realm also began to split automatically.

Both the earth and the mountains began to change at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Even the rules of the world have changed unprecedentedly!

This is the authority of the Lord of the World!

Han Le's original power was constantly being taken away!

This time, the advancement of the legend may be the biggest challenge he faces with musicians!

The Overture of the Little Knife and Nine Nine Eighty One are just the beginning!

Then there is "Yun Gong Xunyin"!

Any war song that has something to do with Journey to the West will be interpreted by Han Le and will eventually be integrated into the original world!

With his playing, the Yanhuang Realm is changing with each passing day at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In the string world and the Yanhuang world, Han Le faces a severe double test!

As long as he passes this level, he may be the strongest legendary musician in Yunzhou's history!

...

Outside the string world.

The movements of Han Le playing war songs have also attracted the attention of many people.

Because the noise he made was too big.

The Yanhuang Realm and various curved realms are intertwined, which is extremely shocking.

The warlock king hides, Mu Bingxin guards Longcheng, and the crisis in Longcheng seems to be resolved.

But everyone knows that since the mysterious man is still trapped in the string world, it means that the Warlock King has not given up.

He must be still looking for opportunities.

In fact, the same is true.

Seeing that now, if Abnasol still couldn't see that Mu Bingxin's qi and blood were declining at a speed visible to the naked eye, then his name as the King of Warlocks could be removed.

He secretly tried to put a few curses on Mu Bing's heart, trying to speed up the process.

But he was almost caught by Mu Bingxin.

Fortunately, the King of Warlocks is indeed proficient in magic and has thousands of substitutes, otherwise Mu Bingxin would have found it and killed it long ago.

Even so, he seemed to be walking on a tightrope now.

How could he not see Han Le’s current state!

"This kid is simply a monster. At this age, why dare to become a legend like this?"

"If it really becomes... the rest of the legends are simply scum in front of him. But the people in Daluo Mountain are all monsters."

"No, I can't continue like this anymore. This bastard actually killed Xia Chong. I must kill this bastard before this kid came out!"

The King of Warlock wandered on the edge of the void, repeatedly exploring Mu Bingxin's warning range.

Mu Bingxin's walking was very casual.

He was like a young man traveling with a sword, walking casually around the Dragon City.

Everyone looked at him silently, their eyes full of respect.

Mr. He’s story has gradually spread.

Everyone knew that this time, it was the rascal rogue who stood up and saved Longcheng.

Many people feel ashamed.

Many people find it incredible.

More people can only bless him silently.

Because Mu Bingxin's aging is something they can see.

He is no longer a teenager.

The Tibetan sword began to fly by itself, because Mu Bingxin gradually could not bear its weight.

“Is this not possible?”

Mu Bingxin laughed at himself. He touched his face. His skin, which was smooth and fine, just now was rough like ripe rice paper.

"Next, I'll leave it to you."

"That old bastard is hiding too deep, my sword cannot be found."

"I'll go see her..."

His voice was weak and powerless, as if he could fall down at any time.

Everyone watched him enter Longcheng and walk into the Treeman Academy.
To be continued...