On the ruins of Lingyun Palace, there was a burst of ghosts and howlings. The ferocious death row prisoners rolled on the ground with their heads in their arms, and the souls in their bodies were struggling to get out of their bodies.

As soon as the soul-chasing pipa came out, the body and soul separated...

Zhuge Canglan knew this feeling better than anyone else. She was almost exposed to the sound of the pipa at the beginning.

If a person with less perseverance cannot stand the torture of life and death, he will definitely choose to commit suicide.

As Zhuge Canglan's rhythm became faster and faster, and the tone was urgent and secret, thousands of invisible sound waves spread out from her hands, and the sound spread to the entire palace. Anyone who heard the sound of the piano could not bear it and fell to the ground.

Among the thousands of death row prisoners closest to, some people finally couldn't stand it. They hit their own sky spirit cover, and they shattered their heads and fell to the ground and died...

Death is also contagious. After one dies, there will be a second and a third... In just a short while, dozens of people will die.

But after all, Qianzeta Taku is Qianze's emperor with the real dragon energy protecting his body, which can block the demonic sound of the soul-chasing pipa.

He watched those death row prisoners who were not afraid of anything could not even endure the mere Pipa's biological child, and he was so angry that he almost vomited blood.

Zhuge Canglan's subordinates kept playing the pipa and shouted coldly: "Qianzetuo, look at what garbage you are looking for. You still want to take me down with these useless things. I'm delusional..."

Qianzetao's chest felt ache and he felt difficult to breathe: "Witch, what magic did you use?"

Even though he had the energy of the real dragon to protect his body, the sound of the soul-chasing pipa did not have any effect on him. After listening for a long time, he gradually began to feel uncomfortable in his body.

Zhuge Canglan sneered without saying a word, but his fingers were waving more and more violently on the strings.

Suddenly, the sound of the piano seemed to gradually change, giving people the illusion of being on the battlefield.

The death row prisoners seemed to hear thousands of horses galloping, swords and swords colliding, and the sound of killing sounds deafening...

There were even dense rain of arrows coming rapidly, and dozens of arrows could even be clearly felt as if they were drilling into the body.

puff…………

Hundreds of death row prisoners spit out a mouthful of blood at the same time, and then a ray of white smoke came out of their bodies and heads...

The eyes were tangled together, and they flew in the air for a while, and they all penetrated into the soul-chasing pipa in Zhuge Canglan's hands.

The reason why the ability of the soul-chasing pipa is powerful is that anyone killed by its piano sound will be controlled by it and will unconsciously enter the pipa.

The more souls it absorbs, the greater the magic power.

After the souls of several death row prisoners entered the pipa, the sound of Zhuge Canglan popping became stronger and stronger.

Even Takuchi Chize couldn't help but kneel on the ground with his legs softened, covering his chest and breathing heavily.

Half an hour later, thousands of death row prisoners never had a single living slaughter. The dense corpses fell on the ruins of Lingyun Palace. They died in a short time without even being close to Zhuge Canglan.

As long as he dealt with these desperate people, Zhuge Canglan was afraid that even if he had a helper, he would never be her opponent.

Zhuge Canglan stopped, the sound of the pipa slowly stopped, and the black pipa washed the souls of thousands of people. Now it was shiny black and shiny, with a slight red light, and the rolling murderous aura floated on the surface.

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Chapter completed!