The king of the hundred birds was angered again by our actions, and he was so angry that he couldn't bear it anymore. The pen fun pavilion stretched out his hand www.biquge.info and sacrificed a colorful feather, he wanted to destroy Zhang Jiu's soul, this disobedient little scum is not a coffin and does not shed tears.

However, Sun Yu, who was next to him, held his arm faster and faster, shook his head, and then quietly whispered to him.

"Don't worry, the Bird King, Zhang Jiu is making a gesture and won't use bows and arrows anymore. ”

"How can you see it? Are you deducing or guessing?" Zhu Linfeng asked angrily as he looked at the feathers in his hand.

"Lord Bird, don't forget my name, don't think that I can only determine things by dreaming. Hehe!" Gongsun Yu laughed weirdly.

"It seems that I underestimated Mr. Zhang Jiu, hehe!" The King of Birds thought for a while before he reluctantly smiled, and after collecting the feathers, he continued to watch the competition.

After Zhang Jiu made a gesture of pulling his bow and shooting arrows, Casca was also frightened enough, he thought that Zhang Jiu was really going to attack him again.

But Zhang Jiu smiled contemptuously at Casca: "Ye is just stretching his muscles and preparing to sing a song for you, I'm afraid of a bird." ”

"Haha!" Murong Zhongtian couldn't help laughing: "Qingyu, Zhang Jiu, this kid who let you train will be in trouble." ”

"That's a bad word, brother!" Zhan Qingyu shook his head: "I just introduced him to the door of cultivation, and his character is already doomed. It's just that the strength was too weak to show before, and now that he has reached the seventh order, he has a certain amount of capital natural nature revealed, but it doesn't have much to do with me. ”

"Cut, do you think I believe you?" Murong Zhongtian glanced at with disdain and laughed.

"Do you think I'm afraid you won't believe it?" Haha!" Zhan Qingyu also laughed.

Zhang Jiu stretched his muscles and bones in the ring, and his hands, feet, waist, and even bare feet and back muscles were fully adjusted and warmed up. After a few movements, he actually did it for a quarter of an hour, which made the black lotus in the formation very bad.

"Uncle, can you hurry up......"

"These whips are so powerful, I can't resist them......"

"Woo!" The soul demon whip kept attacking Hei Lian'er, and in the process of dodging, Hei Lian'er's spiritual power was absorbed less and less by the formation. The Divine Soul is also constantly being attacked, and its movements are getting slower and slower.

"Zhang Jiu, what kind of trick are you doing?" Some cultivators were not happy and began to urge Zhang Jiu. I was afraid that Zhang Jiu would overdo it and not be able to take care of Hei Lian'er's safety.

"Master Zhang, you are trying to help that female doll, don't patronize the warm-up. ”

"Master Zhang, if you don't fight, you won't sing, I haven't heard that singing has to warm up your body. ”

Zhang Jiu just restrained his movements, slowly looked at the cultivators in the audience, and showed an apologetic smile.

"Fellow Daoists, you don't know, this song of mine is unprecedented, and it is difficult to find such a wonderful song in the thousands of Dharma realms. Pretentious warm-up should, hehe. ”

"Bragging, Zhang Ye?" a big fat man said: "What you say is better than what you sing, and we will know if it's good when you sing it." ”

"Master Zhang, hurry up and sing, we know that you are invincible, but I have never heard of your invincible singing skills. ”

"Hey, Master Zhang, the Taoist friends over there just now fell down, did you faint from singing? haha!"

"Notice, I'm singing. The song is called the song of the conch, which is very interesting and very happy!" Zhang Jiu smiled slightly, and he didn't care about everyone's teasing.

Taking a deep breath, he took the lead and clapped his hands, and the cultivators in the audience also clapped, and the speed became faster and faster, and the rhythm slowly swayed with Zhang Jiu's rhythm.

"Little snail, dripping and blowing, the seagulls listened and spread their wings. The little snail was blowing, and the waves smiled and ......"

As soon as the male duck's throat opened, it was thunder that knocked down countless people. Many cultivators fell directly on the people around them, and those who could persevere were the top masters of the same level.

There is no way, the cultivators who are unable to think and are shocked by the sound of this eternal tomb sweeping have no choice but to insist on listening, if they can't run away, they have to watch the competition, it's useless to block their ears, the music can hit the soul directly.

"The little snail, dripping and blowing, the sound calls the ship back. The little snail is blowing, and Abba is listening to it, and he is quick to reply......"

"The vast beach, the blue water, blowing the horn of the snail is beautiful......

About a breath, Zhang Jiu finally finished singing the first song. The cultivators began to regain their souls from vomiting and dizziness, and prayed that Zhang Jiuwan would not sing until he recovered.

However, it backfired, and the cultivators had just recovered almost, and Zhang Jiu smiled again. But this time the sound turned out to be a little strange, not as bad as the first time, and there were some inexplicable dynamic music in the faint sound.

The cultivators were puzzled, could it be that this Zhang Jiu had touched some doorway and obtained the Dao of Happiness?

One sentence, two sentences, until the song was finished, the practitioners were still immersed in this song that they had never heard before. Sure enough, this song is just like Zhang Jiu said, and there are very few cultivators in the thousands of Dharma realms who can sing it.

If the first time it was a pig hungry and begging for food, then this second time is definitely the cheerful chirping of a bird when it is full. This style conversion is so natural and not muddy, Zhang Jiuye, how do you do it?

Jiuxiao Hall Lord, you really have any kind of characters under you, such talents are willing to follow you, do we still have a chance?

Zhang Jiu sang the conch song twice, but he still didn't feel like it, so he started singing it a third time. The lyrics of this third time were boldly and carefully altered by him, and one sentence said that those practitioners seemed to have heard the sound of chickens and dogs jumping in the temple of music, and almost all of them fell down defenselessly.

Zhuge Tianchang, Duan Changfeng and others were drinking tea and enjoying the music, and suddenly the singing style changed abruptly, and the Liuli Emperor in his mouth spewed out uncontrollably.

The King of Hundred Birds and Dream Broken Heaven were also commenting on the second conch song sung by Zhang Jiu just now, and gave a very high evaluation.

"The song of the conch actually imitates the artistic conception of the conch with sound, which is not simple. ”

"It's good, the tone is mellow, high but not sharp and low but not sinking. ”

"If my guess is right, Jiuxiao must have comprehended the way of music, otherwise it would be impossible to produce such an excellent musician. ”

"It makes sense, I can't imagine that in addition to Jiuxiao, there are really capable people in Jiuxiao Palace, and they can also be called Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon......"

While admiring, the two gently rubbed their toes to the beat, shaking their heads from time to time to cooperate with two harmonies. But when Zhang Jiu started the third time, the two looked at each other in a daze for a long time and didn't understand what was going on.

In the end, it was the dream that broke the sky and spoke first: "Bird King, this kid did it on purpose, I guess he must have done it on purpose, he had a premeditated plan." There's murder in this music, do you hear that?"