The sound of the drums is like the roar of war drums, inspiring, vast and magnificent, swinging in all directions.

Wu Yingyue gritted her silver teeth, retreated and retreated, and her breathing became a little shorter, the drum sound of this kid in front of her was indeed wonderful, and he had a different timbre than others, but this was already the fourth law!

"The Fourth Law!"

Behind the glass light curtain, countless people counted silently, and their expressions became more serious.

This time, the sound of the drum was full twenty-seven breaths, almost four times that of Chen Changsheng, beyond everyone's comprehension.

Xin Zhuo closed his eyes and let the power of feedback wash his muscles and marrow, which was really indescribably comfortable.

When the drumming disappeared, he raised his hand and clapped his palm, which is also the fifth law!

Not far away, Wu Yingyue stared at it.

Behind the glass curtain, thousands of people couldn't help but step forward.

Unexpectedly, Xin Zhuo actually slapped four palms in a row.

"Winter! Winter! Winter! Winter!"

The drum vibrates four times in a row!

It's not the five laws, but the five laws of the cycle, the palace, Shang, the horn, the sign, and the feather are complete, and then the palace, the business, and the horn!

Eight drums sounded, each more majestic, dull and vast than the other!

「？」

Wu Yingyue's eyes widened, her lips opened slightly, she had always been known for her physical strength in the sect, and she was known for her calmness and composure, and she couldn't help but fluctuate and panic at this moment.

The previous four laws have already used her eight points of strength, and she knows too well how terrible this heavenly drum is!

Why did this person strike eight times?

"Why are there eight rings? The five laws are circulating, what does this mean?"

In the glass light curtain, there were already disciples of various sects who participated in beating the heavenly drum, and while they were shocked, they couldn't help but reprimand angrily.

Like Wu Yingyue, they knew the horror of the heavenly drum, and thought that even if this person had complete five laws, they were afraid that they would hurt the foundation.

This is already a high opinion of him!

Wu Wu's second, the talents of the disciples of the various sects present are all top-notch, who will be worse than whom?

The point is that this is not the side root bone of the five laws?!

What the hell is Eight Rings?

No one answered, even the ancestors fell into deep doubts.

However, Liu Qingfeng's heart disease, which had been in a sluggish state, suddenly recovered, sat down, his eyes wandered, and finally turned into relief, smiled like a spring breeze, and looked around: "My disciple has always been like this! Senior Sister Yu and Senior Sister Li, what do you think?"

Yu Zhuji and Li Hanzhu didn't bother to answer, they just remembered what they had said before, and their faces were slightly red.

Chu Siniang and the others from the Sword Peak sat down cross-legged with a smile and a puzzled stomach.

A hint of a smile appeared on the corner of Dao Zhen's mouth, and he looked at the heads of the various sects who cast an incomprehensible gaze, clenched his fists, and then ordered, "Ling Xin Zhuo ......."

Before he finished speaking, the drums sounded again.

That's right!

Xin Zhuo struck the giant drum again, this time seven times in a row, and even joined the previous eight to form a single rhythm.

"Five rules three cycles, fifteen sounds! Is this still human?"

"Could it be that the drum has been beating for several days in a row, and the drum surface has been broken?"

The disciples of the various sects could not hide their fear in their hearts, and they questioned angrily.

It's incredible!

Still no one answered!

Because, a group of ancestors found that the rhythm of this drum sounded fifteen times in a row actually had a feeling of washing the heart and slightly loosening the shackles of the realm.

How can the drum be so useful?

"Whoa—"

"Winter Winter ......"

At this time, a piercing sword roar resounded in all directions, and the heavenly black sword on Xin Zhuo's waist came out of its sheath, without any sword moves, but it was like flowing water and flawless, cracking out countless sword lights.

The drum beat again, and the sound could not be stopped.

The drums are beating, the rhythm is as turbulent as the tide, as exciting as the battlefield to kill the enemy, and it is incomparably magnificent, sometimes low, sometimes loud, sometimes aggressive like raindrops, sometimes slow like stepping into ......

this

Not to mention the five rules, it is simply a cycle of dozens, hundreds, and hundreds of laws, and it is already a drum song of perfect battle formation, although it is not very good.

In the corner, Wu Yingyue swallowed dryly, hanging her shoulders, like a posterity, pitiful.

"It's ridiculous!"

"What a fucking pervert!"

Behind the curtain of the glass light, the elite disciples of the various black and oppressive sects couldn't help but burst into foul language.

They suddenly felt that this so-called "Heavenly Drum Festival" had become not solemn at all, and what kind of drum performance was it!

Is this really appropriate?

After half a column of incense.

The drumming finally stopped.

The aftermath is still lingering, making the eardrums swell for a long time.

Xin Zhuo fell back to the ground, the heavenly black sword was returned to its sheath, standing with his bare hands, from the soles of his feet to his face, dense black blood stains oozed -

Dirty blood after washing the muscles and marrow of the whole body.

This benefit, I am afraid that it will exceed his expectations, as soon as he enters the sect, he will come with such a big gift, it is the right one!

Moreover, the next moment he inexplicably fell into a strange state.

"Whew—"

Wu Yingyue in the corner finally breathed a sigh of relief, but her body trembled slightly.

Inside the glass light curtain, thousands of people were silent.

"How?"

The Xuantian Sword Sect, who has always been mean and unkind, is indifferent to everything, and his old eyes are slightly bright, looking at everyone.

The word "how" is quite exquisite, it can be said to have two meanings, the first layer, this giant drum is after all a medieval treasure that probes the roots and bones of disciples, and there is a prophecy that the five laws can be sanctified in unison, and Xin Zhuo's drum song is what it is?

The second meaning, my Xuantian Sword Sect disciple Xin Zhuo's hand drum song, Xuantian Sword Sect ranked first?

None of the ancestors of the various sects answered, and they all fell into a state of mysterious resonance!

And the heads of the sects twitched the corners of their mouths, it was difficult to answer, if the heavenly drum really probed the root bone, the root bone of this kid named Xin Zhuo was a strange thing, and the specifications were too high, we couldn't predict it.

If you talk about ranking, isn't your Xuantian Sword Sect bullying people?

"My little disciple has the qualifications of the Great Emperor!"

Liu Qingfeng's expression was serious, and no one could tell if he was joking.

"Hum—"

At this moment, Xin Zhuo's body in the field shook slightly, and the vast spiritual illusion of the vast spiritual platform disappeared in a flash.

Lingtai Fivefold Heaven!

Breakthrough on the spot!

"This ......"

This scene is really speechless, hundreds of drums are already overwhelming, and the drums fall and break through?

Even if the drum beating is just a proof of the bones, or if he has a special skill, how can this breakthrough be easily obtained?

Martial realm breakthrough is the most serious thing for a martial artist!

What a savvy and gifted talent is this?

"Senior Brother Xin!"

Jiang Yuwei of Baimiao Peak was no longer willing to be reserved, and rushed out of the glass light curtain with the white coat of the true disciple.

"Senior Brother Xin!"

Nearly a hundred female disciples of the Xuantian Sword Sect, regardless of whether they knew each other or not, couldn't help but shout out and rushed out.

This martial arts world is the world of the strong!

Xin Zhuo's talent, this realm, this root, and today's demeanor are really explosive, and it is hard not to admire.

"The blessing of your sect, Xin Zhuo's son is outstandingly talented, and his return this time is amazing to the Quartet, he is indeed an outstanding boy, and the old man presents his affection!"

Lingyun Sect Ancestor Li Yu's father got up and smiled, his figure flickered, and he had disappeared.

The ancestors of the various sects also got up one after another, bowed their heads slightly, and soared straight into the sky, blinking an eye.

The Great Elder Chu Zongwei stroked his beard and smiled: "The cycle of the five laws of the Heavenly Drum is like a strange performance of martial arts in the Middle Ages, but it was knocked out by a disciple of a district, and the old man was broken by the Yuan, and he should enter the five decays of heaven and man!"

[In view of the general environment,

"Congratulations, Master!"

"Congratulations, uncle!"

A group of peak masters and elders of the Xuantian Sword Sect were shocked in their hearts, and finally understood why the ancestors of the various sects left in a hurry, Xin Zhuo's Heavenly Drum Song was so wonderful, and the ancestors of the various sects had been stumbling on the realm and bottleneck for many years, and they were broken for a song, how could they not show Xin Zhuo's feelings?

If you add the sword of the Great War of Exterminating the Sect ten years ago, the sects owe too much to Xin Zhuo!

In the field, Xin Zhuo carefully experienced the changes in the realm of the five heavens of the Lingtai, as if the Lingtai Mind was more majestic, and the mind well faintly underwent a slight color change, the power was more abundant, and the meridians and true qi were incomparably thicker.

At this moment, a "Senior Brother Xin" came from a distance.

Then Jiang Yuwei rushed over, and then the dense female disciples of the sect jumped out one after another.

In the end, the entire glazed light curtain shattered, revealing the figures of more than 2,000 people from each sect!

He was slightly stunned at first, and then his face turned pale.

This man was never his intention.

I actually beat the drum and break through in front of thousands of people, what is the difference between this and a guinea pig?

Looking at the front of him, the beautiful Jiang Yuwei's slender and white neck, cherry lips like vermilion, and bright beautiful eyes, looking at the countless figures familiar and unfamiliar of various sects, I only felt cold all over my body.

Immediately jumped into the air, and after confirming that Lord Zhao Yi was not there, in front of the scorching gaze of the people of the Eighteen Sects, he bowed to Master Liu Qingfeng and saluted: "Disciple Xin Zhuo, who fought for his life with the evil sect back then, was stabbed by a demon girl with a sword, fell into an unknown place, and was not allowed to get out of trouble for ten years, but he has never slackened his cultivation for a day, and he believes that he has not dishonored his mission, and now he returns to the sect!"

Pull the master to relieve the siege.

Liu Qingfeng had already guessed his thoughts, although he had a lot of doubts in his heart, but now was not the time to speak, with a serious face of respecting the teacher, he waved his hand and said, "Ten years later, I have worked hard, I am only afraid of the fatigue of the carriage and horses, and go to rest!"

In the Lingtai realm, ghosts and horses are needed.

But Xin Zhuo was very cooperative, and once again bowed to the elders of the sect and the sects, and the number of etiquettes was in place: "Farewell!"

The body is like a meteor, and it goes straight to the sword peak.

Only Jiang Yuwei, who looked lost, and Helian Yu, who also ran over, and other female disciples remained.