Silent Crown Chapter 670: Acura in the Ashes

At the moment of the collision, everything was silent.

But in the material world, Ye Qingxuan's body was suddenly shaken. **Quickly swinging between the states of ether circulation and blood circulation.

Sometimes the flesh and blood melt into the streamer, but the fascia and bones still remain. Sometimes half of the body is misty, but the half of the body spews blood and mud. The out-of-control nature interference spread to the surroundings, radiating the entire ruined hall, making everything sink into a weird magical realm.

The stone was burning, the weeds turned into steel, the air solidified, giving off a biting chill, but there was lava flowing on the top dome.

And this is just appearance.

The real turmoil caused by out-of-control music theory is hidden under the sea, but its scale is far more than a hundred times larger than the outside world.

It was just the moment of the flick of the finger, a torrent of horrors erupted from the chapter of fate, causing twelve masters around to scream, and the palms bounced off Ye Qingxuan’s body. A terrifying high temperature radiated from the gap.

The bones seem to have become charcoal fire, the blood has become fuel, and the skin has become fuelwood.

Burning.

Their palms have been transformed by the elements entangled in Ye Qingxuan's music theory. If they weren't bounced off by the terrifying pressure, they might already be burning like Ye Qingxuan at this moment.

Yes, Ye Qingxuan is burning.

From the nose and mouth, from every pore, from under the almost colorless skin. It seemed that there was lava rolling angrily in the blood, the body was placed in molten steel, the white hair was instantly scorched, and the body was burning.

He was ignited.

The elemental power of the Sun King has infiltrated his fateful chapter from his consciousness, instantly igniting his countless music theories, and then radiated from the movement to the body.

Consciousness, music theory, **, ether...

Everything about Ye Qingxuan was ignited.

"It's over."

Oden forcibly tore off his right hand and looked at Ye Qingxuan, who was rapidly withering in the flames and his half body turned into ashes, with an expression of consternation and fear that could not be concealed.

It's no help.

Even if it is a talent of Tianzong, it will be difficult to break through that limit after all. What's more, the original kings have already lowered the divine punishment...

Among the many masters, Oden’s school is well-known for its solid foundations. At the critical moment, the response was natural and rapid, and the forces invaded from Ye Qingxuan’s body were quickly suppressed. Then the strong man broke his wrist and forcibly cut off the force from Ye Qingxuan. confusion.

But other people are not as lucky as him.

Especially, quite a few of them have already undergone a strengthening under the temptation of returning to the ruins. The sudden power has not been integrated into themselves. At this time, their reaction is slow. In order to extinguish this disaster, they have been severely injured in an instant. He even had to cut the flesh cruelly, forcibly split the power bestowed by Guixu, and gave up the fruits that he had risked his life to obtain.

At this moment, looking at Ye Qingxuan's tragic appearance, all of them suddenly felt ashamed.

According to the contract between the two parties, if they watch Ye Qingxuan die, they will have no hope of making progress for the rest of their lives, and they will have no hope of great source forever, and they will lose the love and favor of the ether forever...

What if you don't just watch it? Did you become ashes with him?

In a short moment, even if Mabel is desperately instilling the fire of Nirvana to Ye Qingxuan, it is difficult to stop the decline of the **.

The human body is too fragile to the flames of thousands of degrees, and in just a moment, it has been completely burnt. After just a few seconds, it turned into a handful of ashes.

Only a ferocious head was left in the flames, the head was shrouded in the faint blue moonlight, but it was obvious that the moonlight had lost the control of consciousness, like a candle in the wind, in a flash of flames. Will completely disperse.

In the dead silence, someone slowly stretched out his hand and held Ye Qingxuan's head in his arms, even if the fire engulfed himself and set it alight. Everyone was stunned.

"God loves me."

In the flames, the old nun closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, her eyes had returned to a void again. But then, a bright light burst out of the deadly hollow.

The light and elegant melody, like a bird, flows out of the blank, like wind, like a moon, like poetry, like spring water, like all the beautiful things that change in the world.

In an instant, countless fluctuating music theories poured into Ye Qingxuan's remaining body, into his burned-out consciousness and chapter of fate.

The huge power once again awakened from the old nun's body, and moved in a sudden, causing resonance from the heavens and the earth, and a response from the gods.

Schubert.

Schubert's scepter awakened from her body again.

So, those eyes seemed to be shining stars, beautiful and breathtaking, but majestic and afraid to look directly.

Countless music theories are like thousands of pairs of dexterous palms, combing and correcting the chaotic music theory that is like a cauldron of chaos, and then instilling vitality, smoothing the ruins~IndoMTL.com~Wow rain, rain and sun, Put all the power into it regardless of the cost.

The miracle seems to come again.

But everyone is still ashamed.

"It's useless."

The lame musician with half-length burns laughed sadly and shook his head.

As early as the moment they were bounced away, the final result was already doomed. No matter how to save it, it won't help.

No matter how powerful the power is, there is a prerequisite for Ye Qingxuan to recover, then Ye Qingxuan must still be alive.

Once a person dies, no matter what powerful force is to repair, all you can get is an empty shell.

As a master of the mental image school, at the moment he let go, he clearly felt the disillusionment of Ye Qingxuan's consciousness.

It's like being thrown into purgatory and abyss.

Any consciousness is as fragile as a bubble under the crush of that kind of terror element.

Will there be bubbles in hell?

The body has been burned to ashes, how could Ye Qingxuan still survive? But then, the self-deprecating grin on his face solidified.

An illusion-like melody sounded from the dead silence.

It's like a vague echo from the distant horizon, and it's like a fine melody lingering in my ears. It's like an illusion, but it's so real.

In the solidified air, there is wind coming from afar, and the embers in the flames are rolled up, and among the rising ashes, there seems to be an invisible soul singing softly.

The deep drum sound burst out of the void, turning into a sonorous rhythm.

As soon as I flicked my fingers, the voice became clearer and clearer, resounding in everyone's ears. The roar suddenly burst out from the faint. The unusual sharp sounds gathered together and once again evolved into a clear melody.

That is the melody, the roar of the movement.

Someone is playing enthusiastically.

Acura in the ashes! rw