As time went by, Jiang Yi was fully aware of Shenyin Tianji and Tianquan pulsation, and would not be awakened until the red light shone on the Yin Beast riot. When he repels the Yin Beast, he will retreat immediately after healing his wounds. He has forgotten the time, where he is, and the danger, and he has quietly entered. He hopes to get in before the Jiansha tribe consumes.

"Which wave?"

Repelling the Yin Beast once again, Jiang Yi fell on the Guqin for two full hours of incense, and was finally awakened by the dull sound of the ground. He opened his eyes in confusion and glanced at Shino, the corpse everywhere, and a bit of bitterness appeared on his pale face.

He thought for a while, and was not sure how long it had passed. He could only take out Tianhanzhu's consciousness and swept in. It doesn’t matter how long it has been in the past. What matters is how many Jiansha tribes he still has? How long can he live?

For such a long time, he didn't have a sense of the origin of the Yiyi Tianquan rhythm. I don't know if he was too low, or the speed of perception here was too slow. This magical rhythm, wonderful melody was inscribed in his sleep, but the inscription does not mean that he can understand. This thing is like a wordless book, knowing that it is a strange book. After reading it, you can understand the Tao. The problem is that Jiang Yi can't see the words inside...

"More than two million!"

After glancing at Tianhanzhu, the smile on his lips became more bitter, and he had consumed nearly 8 million Jiansha tribes, and more than 2 million could support up to five or six waves of beast riots, in other words-after five or six In ten hours, he would burp.

"Ugh!"

He sighed slightly, and there was a sense of powerlessness all over him, not because he didn't work hard enough or desperately. In fact, the enemy is too strong, too strong, the monarch Tianhan said that he has 60% assurance to survive, and really look up to him.

"boom!"

He threw the Guqin on his knees to the side, then fell on his head. He was too tired to rest for a while, not because he was tired, but because he was tired.

Lying on the ground, he closed his eyes and took a nap. If possible, he really wanted to sleep like this and never wake up. Fighting with people is endlessly fun, and fighting with heaven is endlessly fun. In fact, these are all nonsense. Who really is too busy to fight every day? Who can live a small life comfortably, who doesn't want to live a good life? If you can be happy and healthy, who would like to go away?

"Boom!"

Heavenly father is not beautiful, a dull voice sounded, his heart was stabbed, although he was numb, he still opened his eyes in pain and gasped with a grin.

Since he was lying down, his gaze naturally looked at the branches above his head and the leaves that glowed softly. The branch is very thick, very long, and stretches out like a snake. It also has a faint light on the branch, exuding a soft light, and the elliptical leaves are like a few. Like a pearl of night.

This **** tree Jiang Yi explored once before and found no peculiarities. Because he couldn't get close, he couldn't study it carefully. He kept thinking about the original meaning and he didn't take care of it. At this moment he stared at the branches and leaves for a while, and inexplicably touched him.

seem……

The branches and leaves contain a certain mystery of mystery. This thing is unclear, and Jiang Yi himself is not clear, but it feels mysterious, mysterious, and feels the truth of heaven and earth.

A tree that can grow in such a horrible place, a tree that doesn’t know how many years existed, a tree that has a strange streamer, has a strange gravity, and can restrain magic obstacles, which itself proves this tree The extraordinary, the big tree can contain some mystery, some of the world is reasonable.

Jiang Yi looked back for a while, and the big tree contained powerful profound meaning. He couldn't realize it, and he didn't have time to realize it. In the primitive mysterious realm of Taoism, everything contains the connotation of the law, but he is also unable to realize it, just like the rhythm of the Tianquan. Even if he has been engraved in his mind, is it still not incomprehensible?

He didn't have much time to waste his chances. After taking a break, he sat up and continued to understand Tianquan's rhythm. He was not a person who gave up easily. He would never lose until the last minute.

After a while, the sky shone with red light, and the overcast winds began to call, like blood rain falling and the wind blowing, and the beasts began to riot again. The beasts in the purgatory secret area seemed to be endless and endless, the purgatory secret realm Also worthy of the name, no difference from purgatory.

Jiang Yi opened his eyes, put the Guqin on his lap, his hands fluttered like a wind, and the sound of a slap on the cliff sounded, and the speed of the wild beasts madly attacking in the distance suddenly slowed down.

"Sword King, attack!"

After the Yin Beast approached, Jiang Yi roared, and the King of Shasha could split the Shasha tribe, but the splitting speed was too slow. It spent ten thousand years in the secret realm of the Shasha before splitting the 1 billion Shasha tribe, which is now so short Even if the time is split, only a few hundred...

Perhaps it was the constant understanding before that made Jiang Yi a little tired, or maybe the Yin Beast's repeated attacks made him a little numb. This time he didn’t think about how to make Shenyin Tianji stronger, nor did he think about the original meaning. His mind was full of ethereal, instinctive mechanical playing, and he didn’t care about the attacks of the Jiansha tribe and Yin Beast in front. Too.

Because of his indifference, he finally discovered the movement of branches and leaves above his head. When he plays, the above branches and leaves will swing rhythmically, and will naturally make some slight sounds.

"Ok?"

Jiang Yi felt some unusual sounds, opened his eyes blankly and swept around, and finally looked up. After reading it, the confusion in his eyes became stronger. Why should the branches and leaves shake? Could it be that he was watching his joke?

"wrong--"

His confused eyes were suddenly bright and his face became solemn. He found a problem. The rhythm of the branches and leaves was exactly the same as the Tianquan rhythm!

Why does this **** tree shake? Why is the rhythm of shaking the same as the rhythm of Tianquan? What kind of earth-shattering secrets do the leaves and branches shake? Did the big tree really become fine, or did his piano sound resonate with the **** tree?

Jiang Yi didn't know, and he didn't have time to think about it at this moment, but there was a hint of hope in his heart. Perhaps the strange behavior of this **** tree can open a skylight for him and let him live.

This idea is very inexplicable. It may be that Jiang Yi is like a drowning man, and it feels like a life-saving straw when he sees everything. He didn't have time to think about it because of crazy playing at the moment, so he had to wait for the Yin Beast to retreat.

Yiyongxiang time passed quickly, the Yin beast quickly retreated, the Jiansha tribe returned, and Jiang Yi threw himself on the Guqin again.

This time, he only rested for a short period of incense stick, and immediately got up, waved the strings gently, and looked at the branch of the **** tree above his head.

really--

After the sound of the piano sounded, the branches began to shake slightly, and the few leaves swayed slightly, exactly like the rhythm he played, as if the **** tree could dance like this.

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon!

Jiang Yi's eyes were as bright as stars. At this moment, he was very sure that the abnormality of this **** tree was his life-saving straw!