"The sound is the language of the heart, the pleasant sound is refreshing, and the chaotic sound is manic......"

A deep voice suddenly sounded in Yi Chen's mind, explaining the secret of the sound rhythm, the speaker was a god-level peak powerhouse who used the sound law to preach, but it was a pity that he broke through the critical moment of the Great Dao Martial God, and was plotted by the opponent and fell helplessly. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

But this person was extremely powerful, and under the impossibility of it, he escaped with a wisp of soul sound, and finally entered the Martial Soul Tomb and was devoured by Yi Chen.

"Sound is the universal language of all existence!"

"The power of the weak voice can affect living beings, the power of the powerful voice can directly control the human heart, and the power of the supreme voice, the law follows, the sound follows, the law follows, the law follows the sound, the law changes with the sound, it is a power of order, the power of the spirit ......"

“…… The avenue is invisible, the loud sound is loud, the first sound is followed by the law, pointing directly to the most profound avenue law in the world and the earth! ”

The name of this set of exercises is called "Immortal Sound Divine Law", and thousands of words are sprinkled with thousands of words, and the sound between heaven and earth is mysterious.

After a long time, Yi Chen came back to his senses, and was amazed by this god-level peak powerhouse's understanding of the way of sound and rhythm, if he could understand it when he was in the Heavenly Martial Academy, maybe Yi Chen would give up the cultivation of the "Nine Chapters of Golden Scales" and directly learn the immortal sound divine law.

Cultivating this kind of exercise, in addition to requiring extremely high talent, also requires strong spiritual power, which is simply a tailor-made exercise for Yi Chen.

Needless to say, Yi Chen's musical talent is not easy to say, but he is lucky.

In the past life on earth, since childhood, it has been popular by all kinds of graceful ugly, noble and vulgar classics...... Musical bombardment, at least with a superhuman understanding of the rhythm of the rhythm.

In addition to this, he has a good piano.

There are not many artifacts, and I don't dare to say that they are unique, but in the entire Nether, there are absolutely only a handful, and I just have one at hand.

On the surrounding hills, countless figures appeared densely, all of them were powerhouses of the multi-eyed clan, at least hundreds.

They were in a group of ten, coldly looking down at Yi Chen, the great enemy of the multi-eyed clan, eager to eat this person alive.

But they will not kill Yi Chen easily, and according to the script of the Duomu clan, Yi Chen will not die in this canyon, but will flee with serious injuries and fall into another trap.

The strange thing was that Yi Chen didn't seem to realize his danger, and suddenly sat down cross-legged, took out the Divine Grace Guqin, and played it randomly.

The sound is very unpleasant, not a tune at all, a hammer in the east and a stick in the west.

"Idiot, do you want to resist the magic weapon by relying on these noises?" Ugly face abandons concubine, proud of martial arts

"It's worse than a rooster and a dog barking, and it's a good piano!"

"He's giving a finale to his own performance......"

The Duomu clan laughed, ridiculing Yi Chen for seeing that there was no hope of survival, and he lost his mind and went crazy.

Only Fanxing looked coldly at Yi Chen, who was focusing on playing the piano, and felt faintly bad in his heart.

The other Duomu people only heard the chaotic noise, but they didn't notice that Yi Chen's expression had been as calm as water, without the slightest panic, with this one-faced strong enemy, and his calm demeanor, it was enough to prove Yi Chen's extraordinary.

When Fanxing thought that this Yi Chen was just a martial arts realm, and he actually had such a talent, he couldn't help but feel a burst of palpitations.

The multi-eyed race, the winged human race and other branch human races always feel that their race is full of talents and strength, and they have long surpassed the pure human race, clamoring to revise the canons of the Martial God Pope, so that the position of the Martial God Pope's number one position is no longer the exclusive favor of the pure human race, but should let all the ethnic groups that also belong to the Martial God Pope have a chance, and everyone competes for the top position with their strength.

But the pure human race is really talented, but there is too much internal friction and mutual restraint, so they fall behind in the battle for the oracle.

The top supernatural powers, the pure human race is stronger than the branch human race, young and handsome, Yi Chen alone is enough to sweep the same level martial artists of the rest of the race, Xi Yu, Hu Yanke, Liu Chuantang, Jersey Lingxi and others The qualifications and strength are not inferior to the young geniuses of any branch human race.

"I can't drag it out, it's too late, it's going to change, and I have a lot of dreams at night!" Fanxing made up his mind and gently stroked the black and shiny spear made of 10,000-year-old dark iron.

The spear body was engraved with fine gun patterns, because he had drunk too much enemy blood, so that the black of the Xuantie Divine Spear revealed a stunning dark red, only the crescent-shaped spear tip emitted a snowy cold light.

"Kill!" With a wave of the starry spear, the battle intent soared, turning into a match-like starlight that bombarded Yi Chen, and the entire heaven and earth instantly centered on him, generating terrifying storms one after another.

For the first time, Fanxing regarded Yi Chen as an equal opponent, rather than Yi Chen as a martial artist.

The rest of the Duomu clansmen roared in unison, turning into streamers and shooting towards Yi Chen.

The Duomu clan has a tradition of fighting more and less, so so many people besiege Yi Chen, everyone takes it for granted, and the point is to kill Yi Chen, not the way to kill people.

Yi Chen only felt that the strong killing intent was like a black cloud pressing down, but he just succeeded in the initial cultivation of the "Immortal Sound Divine Law", and the Divine Grace Guqin suddenly resonated, and a soft breath penetrated into Yi Chen's body. Spirit bones

Yi Chen's blood suddenly boiled, his limbs were full of strength, and his ten fingers crossed the strings in a strange trajectory.

"Boom-"

The powerhouse of the Multi-Eyed Clan, who was roaring towards Yi Chen, suddenly felt a thunderclap in his ears, and his heart suddenly shook heavily.

The sound sounded like thunder at first, and instantly turned into a low and distant drum sound, thick and dense, like clouds and flowing water.

When the multi-eyed clan rushed towards Yi Chen, the ten of them were one, as if they were a domineering and precision killing machine, sharing information with each other with telepathic transmission.

But suddenly, everyone was shaken by the sound of the piano at the same time, and the telekinesis suffered a devastating blow in an instant, and the stormtrooper formation suddenly became chaotic, and the people in front were knocked over by the people behind them, and then trampled under their feet.

At this moment, a high-pitched flute sound suddenly sounded behind the Duomu clan, suppressing the sound of the piano, and the originally chaotic Duomu clan's charging formation was restored to order, and rushed towards Yi Chen again, with an even more ferocious approach.

Yi Chen watched the six directions, his eyes swept coldly, and he found that the stars were standing in the sky, holding a white jade ancient flute in the shape of a sheep's horn, and the melodious sound of the flute was like mercury pouring on the ground, competing with the sound of the piano.

Yi Chen sneered, he couldn't beat Fanxing, a god-level powerhouse, but it was difficult for Fanxing to kill Yi Chen, but it was not easy for Fanxing to suppress the sound of the piano with the sound of the flute.

Yi Chen's hand speed increased, and the sound of the piano suddenly became stoic and low, tenacious, although it was suppressed by the sound of the flute, but it always made every multi-eyed person hear it clearly, disturbing their minds.

The sound of the piano and the sound of the flute are entangled with each other, like a golden eagle and a roc fighting in the air.

Seeing that he couldn't suppress Yi Chen, Fanxing suddenly felt irritable in his heart, and suddenly increased his divine power, and the sound of the flute was like a doomsday horn, suddenly becoming high-pitched and sharp.

The Shen'en Guqin then shook with "Zheng Zheng Zheng", as if the weeds struggling on the grassland of the end of the world, bearing the cold wind blowing, burning fire, and then the wildfire burned inexhaustibly, when winter went to spring, no matter how difficult and difficult the environment was, no one could stop the weeds from breaking through the soil.

Yi Chen found the most appropriate way to deal with it, and the strong man of the Duomu clan was confused, only to feel that his soul was suffering in the clash of cold wind and fire.

The horror of the power of rhythm is on full display here, it is a sharp weapon for group warfare, and it attacks indiscriminately.

Although the number of Duomu clan is large, but they can't effectively hug a group, everyone is ** fighting, against the power of Yi Chen's qin sound, they stopped advancing, sat down cross-legged, hugged Yuan Shouyi, and resisted Qin Yin with the help of Xiao Sheng. Poisonous Rebirth and Ten Thousand Snakes: Special Forces Crazy Princess

A moment later, the high-pitched sound of the horn and the muffled sound of the piano suddenly became inaudible at the same time.

But between heaven and earth, there is a touch of evil energy!

The next moment, as if a volcano suddenly erupted, the sound of the flute and the sound of the piano exploded almost at the same time, rolling and surging, endlessly, wave after wave, instantly rising, from the Nine Secluded Underworld to the Nine Heavens in the sky.

The faces of the Duomu tribesmen suddenly showed a look of pain, and the cultivation was the lowest, and their mouths and noses suddenly opened, and "poof, puff, puff" spurted blood wildly.

The stars have been fighting for a long time, and even if this battle ends with Yi Chen being killed, it will be a defeat for him, and spreading it will only make the Duomu clan lose face.

The stars let go of the restrictions, and the fierce divine power poured into the white jade ancient flute, and the ten thousand white lights bloomed, like the sun that suddenly appeared, and the sound of the flute went straight into the sky, becoming more and more high-pitched.

Yi Chen is just the opposite, no matter what the outcome of this battle is, he has already won a big victory, so his mentality is extraordinarily peaceful.

Yi Chen took a deep breath, the blood light all over his body surged, and the blood and spiritual power frantically poured into the Divine Grace Guqin, and the sound of the qin became more and more low, like a hidden dragon in the abyss.

The high-pitched sound of the flute suddenly broke, as if it had been cut off with a knife, and disappeared in an instant, replaced by a sigh.

It turned out that although the starry skill was strong, the white jade Gu Xiao couldn't withstand the fierce divine power, and suddenly cracked.

The sound of the piano lost its pressure, suddenly rose up, and turned into a flying dragon in the sky, and the sound of a dragon's chant shook the souls of the Duomu clan, and some of them were caught off guard, and their mouths and noses spurted out clusters of bloody flowers.

Yi Chen relied on the artifact of the Divine Grace Guqin, and after defeating the stars, the sound of the qin suddenly changed, from the sound of the mighty and domineering dragon chant to the melodious and melodious sound.

Ding ding dong dong, the sound of the piano is like a pearl falling on the jade plate, like flying flowers by the moon, soothing and flowing, fluttering.

Hearing this voice, the Duomu people suddenly entered a wonderful illusion, the spring water in front of them was murmuring, flowers were everywhere, and the spirit birds were spitting, and it was peaceful.

This is not that Yi Chen is powerful, but that he uses the immortal sound divine law to play the divine grace guqin, which is infinitely powerful.

The melodious and melodious sound of the piano, as if the lover's boneless Qianqian jade hand, gently touched the hearts of every multi-eyed powerhouse, disintegrating the murderous aura in their hearts, and making the killing thoughts of Yi Chen in their minds instantly turn into invisible......

Yi Chen got up at this time and threw the Divine Grace Guqin into the Xingchen Divine Mansion, and the sound of the qin stopped, but the aftermath lingered, and the Duomu people were still immersed in the illusion created by the sound of the qin.

The starry eyes breathed fire, staring at Yi Chen deadly, but he didn't dare to act rashly, what he was most worried about at this time was that Yi Chen would kill and kill, and hundreds of people from the Mu clan would be killed and injured.