Chapter 1140 (1/2)

Yu Qing snow see shape, face a Lin, deep voice way: ”clear snow.”

”Yes, cousin.”

But I saw that Yu Qingxue took a few steps, and her mouth was full of words, and she had a flute in her hand.

Immediately she put the flute on her mouth and began to play.

All of a sudden, an invisible wave of energy, like a magic grab, enveloped Xiao Yu.

Xiao Yu's body suddenly stopped and his face changed slightly.

”Is this the interference of the soul?”

His eyes fell on the flute and narrowed.

It's a spirit tool. The power of the soul can disturb one's mind.

You know, in battle, this kind of disturbing technique, even if it interferes with the opponent for one second, is enough to determine the overall situation of life and death.

”Weng hum!”

Invisible fluctuations, as if thousands of bees in Xiao Yu's mind.

Seeing Xiao yudun's body shape, Yu Qingxue's breath becomes more urgent, and the flute's voice becomes more aggressive.

”What is this?”

Some weak people, perhaps because of the close proximity, suddenly feel dizzy, even pale.

The children of xiaoyaomen over there also felt it, and their faces changed greatly.

”Despicable! You're interfering with your soul

”Damn it! Will younger martial brother Xiao be ok? ”

The disciples of Xiaoyao sect are worried.

Even if there is a distance between them, they still dare not to move forward, because it will not only be of no help, but will also involve themselves.

At the same time, accompanied by Yu Qingxue's rapid flute sound, the bees lingering in Xiao Yu's mind suddenly stretched out their tail thorns and assassinated Xiao Yu's soul one after another.

Xiao Yu's heart is cold, and his eyes are even more murderous.

This kind of soul interferes with the spirit instrument. It is so vicious!

You know, if you are an ordinary practitioner, the lethality of this kind of soul is very fatal.

But don't forget, he's a matrix mage!