In fact, it is the sound of metal and stone, which opens mountains and breaks stones.

"Bang"

The powerful sword energy that Huang Wudi stabbed out was shattered in the sky by the sharp blade turned into invisible sound waves, and the broken true energy swept across the entire street like a storm.

Everyone looked up and saw an old man in gray coarse cloth walking slowly behind the long street in the darkness.

He held a lyre full of ancient charm in his left hand.

The right hand was slightly plucking on the strings, as if tuning.

"Zheng~"

Another piano sound, and the sharp air blade broke through the air, divided into three strands in the night, hitting Huang Wudi and rushing to Lao Dao.

There is also the Taoist priest Yun Ji who was protected by the old Taoist.

"Swish"

Huang Wudi waved the Tai'a sword, and the purple sword energy flew out, shattering Yin's murderous aura.

But this time, there were some other things in this sound's murderous aura.

Where the shattered true energy is sprinkled, the scorching air like a flame rises, and even ignits the ruins of a small building beside him.

For a moment, the fire was raging.

"Lost moon zither, Holy Fire Sect, Peach Blossom Old Man..."

Huang Wudi took a deep breath, and he held the Tai A sword in his hand tightly, with a solemn expression, and said to the old Taoist behind him:

"Senior brother, take Yun Ji away! The farther the better..."
Chapter completed!