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"Jiuxiao asked him to help, definitely not just singing for fun. He wants to take the opportunity of singing to help the female doll break the formation, which is the absolute art of the music path. Dream Breaking Heaven said: "It's just that this music path hides the art of war and strategy, the killing aura fills the entire chest, and the sound is like an invisible arrow." ”

"Music is like an arrow?" The king of the hundred birds suddenly made a louder voice, and then found that his voice came down again, but this sound had already been heard by Zhan Qingyu.

Zhan Qingyu's heart sank, and his eyes swept over the hearts of the two referees intentionally or unintentionally: "If it is really a peerless master, I have comprehended the method of music for a long time, and people can see the clue in a moment, the reason why a master can become a master to accumulate depends on one side, and understanding is definitely the sharpest weapon." ”

can rank among the top few in the mysteries, and it definitely has a strength that people can't ignore. But for the king of birds, the number one person is nothing more than that, and he doesn't dare to be presumptuous with him.

Because although this king of birds has a violent temperament, he has always been indifferent to fame and fortune, and once released a message that whoever ranks him will find trouble with whomever he wants.

Therefore, there is no name of Zhu Linfeng in the mystical world, but his reputation is becoming more and more prosperous and penetrating into the hearts of countless masters of cultivators. Cultivators all regard him as a benchmark and example for their cultivation, looking forward to one day becoming a peerless master like the King of Birds.

It can be said that the strength of the king of birds is definitely not only hard work, but also has a strong comprehension and flexible habits in the middle. If there is a change in the performance of the mind, it is not impossible to climb to a higher realm.

Because of this, Zhu Lin Fengfang, the king of hundred birds, was able to hear this music, and thought that this music was a kind of Taoism, and also said the name of the attack move formed by this music.

This is a master, and he can't be convinced, how many people in the world can have such accurate reasoning and guessing? Even if Dream Breaking Heaven is good at Wendao spells, he will never dare to compare his experience and understanding with the Bird King. Of course, there are successive techniques and specializations, and different fields are not comparable.

The third time the conch song was played, most of the cultivators listened to it staggeredly, and gradually heard a mockery of life and practice, as well as a satire of the people of the Philippine Monkey Country. Other than that, only a very small number of people can feel the layout of the back of the music.

"What's the use of your song? it's not much better than a crow. Casca's contemptuous eyes were fascinated and he easily confronted the music method with his ninth-order strength: "Don't say that you sing it three times, it's useless to sing it a hundred times." Relying on this music to break the demon array blessed by my divine soul, you are really naïve. ”

Zhang Jiu, the song of the conch, changed some words, and with the music, he sang himself as if he was fascinated. The cultivators in the audience went from nausea to slowly getting used to it, and finally they all relaxed and sang along.

"Little Snail, blow blindly, the seagull listens to the blind and flies......"

"Little snail, blow blindly, Langhua smiled and crooked his mouth......"

"Coax!" The lyrics opened everyone's eyes to the point that they wanted to die and live, and a good song was changed to look like this. It sounds a lot more playful somehow, and the fun is so much more memorable.

Coupled with the bright and catchy rhythm, it is definitely a wonderful song, and Zhang Jiu said that it is difficult to find this song in thousands of Dharma realms.

If it is said that the first time it is sung is a ghost crying wolf, then the second time is definitely a yellow warbler singing willows, and the third time is a parrot. Parroting was originally a derogatory term, but at the moment it has unsurprisingly become a complimentary.

Zhang Jiu, a smart parrot, does not have the singing voice of the Yellow Warbler, but he has the wisdom and thinking that the Yellow Warbler does not have, and he can add some novel elements on the basis of learning the tongue.

With the non-stop singing of the latest version of the Conch Song, the practitioners found that something had changed in the ring at some point. Originally, there was only one demon array, but at this time, that formation was much weaker, although it was a little bigger.

Zhang Jiu had also been shrouded in the Demon Mang Array, and the six divine souls of the Nest People had been diluted a lot by this music, and their attacks and speed were not as strong as before.

The singing has affected everyone indiscriminately, but under Zhang Jiu's special control, the soul of the nest is the most disturbed.

Originally, the illusion of these six spirits could simulate a sandy beach, and Casca knew the power and procedure of this formation, and he also knew when to change something.

However, the Soul Eater Demon Whip has been forced to disappear in the song of the Conch Song, and the Demon Mang Array should also transform into the beach, why are those nest souls indifferent?

Casca was anxious: "Isn't there something wrong? impossible, a song can still break my formation, absolutely impossible." ”

Therefore, although he was in a hurry, he had no choice but to listen patiently to Zhang Jiu singing the song of the changed conch while observing the situation in the formation.

In his expectation, a huge shadow of the beach slowly solidified, and six seagulls flew from the distant sea. The sharp claws and long beak shone brightly, and the pair of gloomy eyes showed greed and viciousness.

The seagulls were fast and steady, flying straight towards the two people on the beach. One is the exhausted Hei Lian'er, and the other is Zhang Jiu, who is dancing and singing with great interest.

Casca finally saw the scene he expected, this is the beginning of the power of the ultimate formation, and there will be more powerful monsters in the future.

"Little Lian'er, you can sing it too, uncle can only interfere with them, if you want to defeat these seabirds, you still need to sing it yourself. Zhang Jiu encouraged Hei Lian'er, who was lying down and panting, and said, "Get up quickly, how about your uncle take you to eat your favorite braised big carp after you win?"

"Uh... Uncle... I'm so tired...... "Hei Lian'er's spiritual power has been overdrawn, and there is not much physical strength left. Exhausted, she just wanted to sleep and do nothing, but she still knew in her heart that even though she was lying on the beach, it was an illusion.

"Good boy, get up, those seabirds are ready to catch you, what a horrible beak and claws, those hateful monkeys must have become. ”

"Isn't Lian'er going to kill these monkeys? Now that the monkeys are in front of you, you don't need to do anything, just sing a few words......"

With Zhang Jiu's continuous encouragement and help, Hei Lian'er finally sat up and picked up a conch and blew it up. After blowing a few times, the conch was given to Zhang Jiu, and she herself began to learn word by word with Zhang Jiu's voice.

But as soon as she sang two sentences, Hei Lian'er stopped, tilted her head and looked at Zhang Jiu with an adult expression.

"That's not right, the words are so ugly, uncle, have you changed it, it's not the same as what you sang before......

"What's so bad about it? It's all the bishop's mine. Zhang Jiu pretended not to know and asked, "What are you telling your uncle about what is unpleasant?"

"I'll sing you. Hei Lian'er helped Zhang Jiu to correct his mistakes: "It should be the little snail dripping and blowing, the seagull spread its wings and flew after listening to it, the little snail is dripping and blowing, and the waves are smiling slightly when they hear it, it should be like this, right?"