With a "boom", Amphibore's fist smashed into the meteor fireball head-on, smashing it hard!

The meteor fireball turned into a large number of fragments and landed on the ground at the bottom of the peak, causing the grass and trees to burn, but it did not hurt the original clan in the slightest.

The original clans on the mountain all realized at this moment that this punch was not only the power of the amphibolite mountain, but also the blessing of their angry voice!

It's just the sound of anger among the seven tones, and it's just the beginning, and it has such a strong power. If the seven tones are gathered and the ritual of the wood is completely completed, then the gate of heaven will be ......

In an instant, the original people were full of confidence, and the drums in their hands kept beating.

The sound of anger grew louder and louder, the rifts in the sky grew, and the rain of fire spread throughout the world.

At the top of the Heavenly Relic Peak, Jiang Feng was completely unconscious, he stared at the unknown void, and beat the giant drum in his hand one after another, as if he wanted to vent all the anger in his life!

The two drumsticks, one black and one white, were all made of demonic energy and bright power, and with each blow, they would circulate in Jiang Feng's body for a week.

As a result, the Tianxin species was involved, and the rotation became more and more intense.

Before, Jiang Feng's Ming power was a little stronger, so the drum sound was occasionally a little incongruous.

But gradually, the demonic energy gradually strengthened in this cycle, and the two gradually reached a complete balance, and the drum beat became stronger and more powerful.

Between the perfectly balanced Ming Force and the demonic energy, wisps of gray mist gradually emerged.

As soon as this wisp of mist was born, Jiang Feng's Heavenly Heart Seed and Heavenly Human Bloodline became excited at the same time. They greedily grabbed the gray mist and devoured it!

Jiang Feng never knew what this gray mist was—of course, he didn't bother to pay attention to it now. But this wisp of mist has a powerful power that he has never imagined!

As soon as the Heavenly Heart Seed and the Celestial Human Blood Devoured it, they immediately became "excited" and moved even more intensely.

Suddenly. A phantom also appeared behind Jiang Feng, which quickly changed from small to large, and finally even surpassed the Heavenly Relic Peak, occupying half of the sky.

The phantoms of Dayan Nine Peaks are actually their incarnations, and the form that Jiang Feng appears at this time is his magic image!

Generally speaking. The magic image will only appear after Wu Xiu reaches the realm of Yiming, but Jiang Feng is in an abnormal state at this time, with the help of the power of the Heavenly Palace, Dayan Mountain itself is a special place...... As a result, he didn't show the Dharma for the first time in the realm of mind clarity!

The so-called Dharma image is the image of a person's root power.

It usually simulates a creature with the closest attributes, for example, Hua Su's strength is mainly fierce and cold, so his magic image takes the form of a dragon, which is actually an ice dragon.

And at this time. Jiang Feng's appearance was not only amazingly huge, but it was also exactly the same as his original appearance!

His Dharma form is himself!

His image appeared in the sky, and all the primordial tribes couldn't help but look up and see it clearly.

His face was expressionless, his lips were pursed into a straight line, his teeth were clenched, and a wisp of blood was slowly sliding down his lips.

His eyes were golden. Reflecting the mournful and heroic drums, there seemed to be a raging flame rising inside.

He at this time. Everyone can see it, not only the anger, but also the deep pain!

The eyes of all the original clans were focused on Jiang Feng's face at this time, and their hearts were infected by this intense grief and indignation.

It was the first time for many of them to see Jiang Feng's face so closely—there were too many people when they met before, and they could only look at Jiang Feng from a distance through the crowd.

That's when they found out. This celestial man, who quickly gained their full admiration, was so young!

His skin is smooth and tight, and every line on his face, the body that has not yet fully developed, is all explained. He's still young, he's still a kid.

People can't help but wonder, why does such a child have such an expression on his face?

Where does this grief come from? Where does this anger come from?

What did he experience in his short life?

In the past, in the hearts of the original people, the name Jiang Feng was first engraved with the symbol of "Heavenly Man". They saw his bloodline, they saw his identity, they saw his abilities, but they didn't really see him as a person.

It is only now, infected and influenced by his fierce and turbulent emotions, and facing him who has completely exposed his emotions, that people really feel that he is a celestial man, but before that, he is still a human being, a child who has just become an adult!

He didn't have a mother since he was a child, what kind of environment did he grow up in to have such a mind and such strength at this age?

What happened to his past that forced him to grow up so quickly?

Unconsciously, the overly intense anger gradually faded, and the flames in the sky became less and less, and gradually disappeared.

The clouds rolled, a faint thunder sounded behind the clouds, and wisps of purple lightning reflected the bleak sky.

Compared to the furious flames in front of it, the thunder at this time was not terrifying. It's low and distant, bringing something completely new, and even a hint of soothing.

Ah Guzheng was paying attention to any change in the situation, and suddenly shouted: "Blue group, get up!"

Her voice quickly spread to Shen Yuan Peak through the power of Dayan Mountain.

The members of the blue group on Shen Yuan Peak had already been in place, and when they heard Ah Gu's voice, Yunxi, who was the leader, immediately waved their drumsticks and quickly struck them.

The sound of the drum was dense and soft, continuous, as if it were echoing the distant thunder behind the clouds.

The eight-sided main drum behind Yunxi, and then the 23,132-sided secondary drum behind it, sounded along.

The sound of the drum is like distant thunder, like a drizzle, interspersed behind the sound of anger, like a hand, gently pulling the sad and angry Jiang Feng!

Only sound can infect sound, Jiang Feng's face suddenly flashed a trace of dazedness, his hands froze, raised high, but fell gently.

The sound of worry arose, and it carried with it the worries of all the original tribes about him, which in turn affected him.

Worry is empathy, born of love, lingering.

Don't be sad, child, we know your anger.

It used to make you lonely and lonely, alone for too long.

Right now. We're there for you, we're with you.

We will be your support, we will be your help, we will fight with you and fulfill your wishes!

The flames in the sky were extinguished little by little, absorbed by the clouds. Roll it up.

Suddenly, there was a "bang", and countless rains fell with the sound of lingering drums!

It landed on the Dayan Mountain, passed through the blue light, and fell on the original tribes.

Jiang Feng raised his head, greeted the rain, and closed his eyes.

This sorrow is sorrow, worry, concern.

The thunder turned into rain, and the nine peaks of Dayan Mountain roared in unison. The sound was slow.

Two tears appeared in the corners of Jiang Feng's eyes, which were quickly washed away by the rain. His face was damp, and he couldn't tell where the rain was and where the tears were.

Ah Gu's little face was also wet, she gritted her teeth, and hissed: "Qing Group, get up!"

On the upside-down peak, the drum sound of the green group instantly resounded.

Sorrow turns into sorrow. All the original tribes let out a cry of sorrow, and everyone burst into tears.

Countless emotions stirred up. Turned into tears poured down, the sky of Dayan Mountain seemed to be broken, and the heavy rain poured down, watering the flames of anger and drenching the nine peaks and ten valleys.

Jiang Feng's clothes were already soaking wet, underneath his clothes. Something moved slightly.

Then, a breath of smoke and fog rose that it was almost impossible to see.

It slowly rose upward, like a pair of arms, encircling Jiang Feng's neck. A faint breath swept across his forehead, like a soothing kiss.

Jiang Feng...... Don't cry......

......

......

Leave prison. Jiang Chen stood in place, staring at the endless darkness.

The faint sound of drums came from far away, intermittently audible, but the emotions contained in it were incomparably directly conveyed into the heart.

Jiang Chen closed his eyes, recalling the scene he had just seen.

Compared with the last time we met, Jiang Feng seems to be a little more mature now.

Of course, only the expression and demeanor of maturity are mature, and his face still has a little bit of the childishness characteristic of a teenager.

It felt like he had grown a little taller again, and the gaze he looked at was almost exactly the same as before.

Anticipation, attachment, intimacy......

Jiang Chen opened her eyes, and a tear crossed her cheek.

Yes, in addition to these familiar expressions, Jiang Feng's eyes also had extremely hidden pain and anger, just like what he could vaguely hear now.

She didn't know where the drum came from, why she could hear it when she was in prison, but she knew very well that this was the voice that Jiang Feng came from her heart!

This is the catharsis and expression of his emotions!

"It's rare to see each other, don't you thank me?"

That hoarse and ethereal voice came from behind Jiang Chen, with a strong sense of temptation.

Jiang Chen forcibly suppressed the complicated emotions in his heart, and asked coldly, "You did that just now?"

The voice chuckled softly, "I'm sorry, I can only let you see you this with all my might, and this is also a gift from me, right?"

Jiang Chen sneered and sneered, "The gift? What's that sound?"

The green smoke drifted in front of her, turning into the form of a fox and a mouse again. It grinned, "This is ...... Your chance to get out of here early!"

Jiang Chen raised his eyebrows: "Oh?"

The green smoke swayed, far less stable than before, and it seemed that what he said about "doing his best" was not a lie.

It chuckled softly, and the drums seemed to become more pronounced in the midst of the laughter. The voice sighed softly, "This is ...... The power of the Celestial Tree and the power of the Divine Tree are fused, and the sound of the Heavens is the genius power that breaks through the world and merges again, and it is the path for the Divine Tree to return to the Mother Tree!"

Jiang Chen frowned slightly, half understanding, but it did not prevent her from grasping the most critical part: "Who are you? How do you know? What do you want to do?"

The green smoke swayed even harder, as if he was laughing.

It seductively asked, "If you don't want to use my power, what about 'his' power?" just seize this opportunity, and you can get out of here early!"

Jiang Chen listened to the sound of the drums, listening to the endless anger and endless despair conveyed in the drums, this time, she did not refuse directly, but was completely silent.

After a long time, she exhaled softly and said lightly, "Tell me, what is going on." (To be continued......)