Yang Chen listened carefully and felt his heart constantly vibrating.

This sound can directly hook your heart and drill into your mind at the same time!

The fairy danced and flew with both hands, plucking more than once on the body.

Each syllable is still clearly audible. Gradually, there are occasional pearls and jade jumps in the bass, crisp and short, one after another, the complex sound gradually increases, first such as the splash of the spring, and then such as the group of flowers competing for beauty, the flowers are clustered, and there is a gap between the birds, he sings me and, gradually the birds leave, the spring flowers fall, but the sound of the rain is Xiao Xiao, a desolate and murderous image, the drizzle is continuous, if there is nothing, and finally all the sounds are silent.

Although the sound of this song is tactful and soft, there is a murderous motive hidden in it, leading people into an ambush on all sides step by step.

It's as if the depths of the bamboo forest are full of killers, ready to kill at any time.

"Town!"

Yang Chen stabilized his mind and used the power of rules to run the stars and put away the true yuan.

The power of the rules suddenly stabilized Yang Chen's mind without any flaws.

Fairy Qin also seemed to feel the change in Yang Chen's mood.

The original high and low music, as indifferent as the first water, suddenly became solemn and desolate.

It seems that the desert is lonely, the sand and dust are rising, the Jin Ge iron horse is not stopping, and it is like the intersection of weapons, and the sonorous sound is thick and dull, which makes people listen to it so impatiently.

However, Yang Chen's expression was still leisurely and complacent, without the slightest pressure.

The Qin Fairy watched Yang Chen's hands shake rapidly, and the notes seemed to turn into blades and plunge straight into Yang Chen's heart.

The power of Yang Chen's rules was unparalleled, and even the killing voice of the Qin Fairy could not disturb his mind.

The style of the song changed again, but the original Jin Ge Iron Horse became a warm and soft pillow, and the beautiful sound was refreshing.

Yang Chen seemed to be singing and dancing in front of him, and the pink beauties around him were constantly lingering.

But Yang Chen was like an old tree in a dry well, he didn't move, or waved his hand, and those phantoms turned around and disappeared.

The qin fairy stroked the qin with both hands and pressed the strings and said, "You can pass the test." ”

The three songs were only a few tens of minutes, and the Qin Fairy had no way to take Yang Chen, and directly said that Yang Chen could leave immediately.

Yang Chen smiled and retreated, so that the qinqi calligraphy and painting were only left with paintings and no challenges.

Ordinary tribulation realms almost have to survive an hour to end, but Yang Chen came out in dozens of minutes, and the speed was indeed very fast.

This has proven how firm his Dao heart is.

In fact, Yang Chen's heart is not very firm, but there is still too much gap between those qin sounds and the power of rules.

The power of rules is a kind of power that only the master can master, but Yang Chen has the fusion of the power of two rules!

"Get in!"

Yang Chen walked into the painting pavilion.

A young scholar stood opposite Yang Chen, he looked at Yang Chen and said, "People are always crying, but painting can paint all kinds of life." ”

"In this painting, I want them to laugh, they laugh, I want them to cry, they cry."

As he spoke, the scholar drew several faces, some laughing, some crying, and some frowning.

Yang Chen looked at these faces, this is the hundred faces of all living beings.

"I see that you have a thousand faces, even I can't draw them." The scholar shook his head and said, "It's hard to draw people's skin and bones, why can't I draw them?" ”

He took his paintbrush and began to sketch Yang Chen's appearance, and in one breath, this scholar painted ten Yang Chen.

But these Yang Chen are only similar in appearance, not in appearance.

However, these ten Yang Chen slowly walked out of the scroll.

They were either laughing and crying, all staring at Yang Chen.

Then ten Yang Chen rushed up and rushed towards Yang Chen!

Yang Chen's hands were round into a shield in front of his body, and ten Yang Chen were all him, but none of them were him.

Although these ten Yang Chen copied all of Yang Chen's moves, and even their strength was no different from Yang Chen, if Yang Chen was willing, he could kill them instantly by pulling out the swordless.

It's just that Yang Chen is unwilling to do this, he wants to train himself, not rely on those divine weapons.

So fighting with ten of himself, Yang Chen felt very laborious.

"I didn't expect my strength to be quite strong." Yang Chen could only defend against ten of himself, and the power of the stars was very seriously consumed.

The young scholar was still walking around, as if he was not satisfied with the situation in front of him, and he wanted to draw more Yang Chenlai.

But ten Yang Chen was already the limit of his mana.

Yang Chen was also glad that this guy couldn't draw anymore, if he could paint again, then he could really only use the swordless.

After breaking through and entering the Tribulation Realm, Yang Chen's strength has improved very strongly, and his strength speed has increased to a very exaggerated level.

"Miko!"

Yang Chen used the Imperial Light Technique, a light flashed in his eyes, and then the seven stars spun.

His speed was pushed to the limit, but the opposite self immediately pulled his speed to the limit, and Yang Chen was immediately stopped.

"It's really not good at all!"

It's hard enough to fight with oneself, but now fighting with so many of oneself, Yang Chen is holding his sullen breath, he can't spit it out, and he can't swallow it.

"It's annoying!"

Yang Chen wanted to force himself to break through, and he used all kinds of skills, but he couldn't break through his limits.

"Gene Lock First Order!"

Yang Chen's eyes became dazed, his battle consciousness grew wildly, and the eyes of the ten people in front of him also became dazed!

Master duels can all anticipate the enemy's opportunities.

No matter how you fight, it's endless.

Just when Yang Chen couldn't help but want to pull out the swordless, the ten of them all listened.

At the same time, the young scholar spurted a mouthful of blood on the scroll.

Then the ten of themselves turned into scattered ink, leaving stains on the scroll like a flatbread.

"The hour has come, and you can pass it."

The young scholar wiped the blood from his mouth and made a gesture to Yang Chen.

Yang Chen breathed a sigh of relief, he really didn't have any way against the ten identical selves, and he couldn't break through no matter how he fought, so he could only use the sword to force it out.

Well, now it's time to get through.

Yang Chen smiled and waved his hand and walked over from the young scholar's side.

Coming to the main road, Yang Chen glanced at the back, there were not many monks left, and most of them began to descend the mountain in despair.

In front of Yang Chen, there are several powerhouses of the Tribulation Realm who are rushing up, and everyone is scrambling to be the first to be left behind.

Yang Chen was in a very good mood, enjoying the scenery, surrounded by immortals, birds and beasts, not afraid of people at all, Yang Chen was not like these great powers, he didn't care at all.

"I don't know what happened to Ye Yanxiu." Yang Chen smiled: "At least I hope he can join me, right?" ”

"Yang Chen, your strength is indeed too prominent, how about considering my proposal again?"

The machine spirit suddenly appeared in front of Yang Chen, he really liked Yang Chen, if Yang Chen accepted the inheritance of the Vanity Emperor, then he thought that his master would be able to turn a blind eye.

"No, look at fate, I don't want to do opportunistic things, so many monks are desperate to give them a chance."

Yang Chen smiled and once rejected the machine spirit.