Everyone was stunned and turned their heads to look at Li Dongze's group.

None of the people present were fools, and the other party called out the word "Terran", which means that the other party must not be a Terran!

There are demons, demons, ghosts, and gods in the Eight Great Heavenly Paths that are alien races.

Needless to say, the devil doesn't dare to appear in the world at all; There are people cultivating and cultivating ghosts in the ghost path, but that dead air can be felt as long as you get a little closer; As for Shinto, it has always been an ethereal legend, and very few people have seen it.

Only the unique demon path of the demon race can incarnate into a human form and blend in with the human race as a warrior.

"Demon Clan!"

"The demon clan dares to enter the territory of my human race, what a big boldness!"

The surrounding readers immediately shouted angrily.

A mocking smile appeared on the corner of the evil boy's mouth, and he said slowly: "In the words of the human race, you are a group of clowns who jump off the beam!" Brother Li, if the human race is full of such useless scholars, then it will only be a matter of time before it is destroyed in the hands of my demon clan. ”

Li Dongze's expression was indifferent, his hands were in his cuffs, he just watched this scene calmly and didn't say a word.

Shen Lang narrowed his eyes and said slowly: "Master Mu'an, why can the demon barbarian enter the Tao'an?" ”

There was a bit of coldness in these words, even for a person like Mu Wanhua who had experienced strong winds and waves, he couldn't help but feel cold when he heard it. She was secretly shocked in her heart, she didn't expect that this young scholar would have such a heavy evil spirit.

Mu Wanhua immediately replied: "This is with Li Gongzi, and the slave family didn't know his identity in advance. ”

Naturally, she didn't know that when the poem "Southern Expedition" became a vision of Mingzhou's affairs and heavenly dao, others only saw the tragic scene in the war, and Shen Lang, as the master of the fog, felt far more than others.

The anger, unwillingness, fear, and almost all emotions of each warrior were imprinted into his heart. In order to protect the territory of the human race, the heroism of not taking a step back even if the blood is exhausted, the pride of charging forward even though he knows that he will die, he feels every emotion.

Seeing the demon clan in this place, the murderous aura in my heart suddenly rose.

"It turned out that I came with Li Gongzi." Shen Lang's eyes fell on Li Dongze.

Li Dongze said lightly: "That's right, so what? ”

"Is Wumiao going to collude with the demon clan?" Shen Lang asked.

A mocking smile appeared on the corner of Li Dongze's mouth: "Shen Lang, do you know what you're talking about?" It's just a nine-grade Confucian student, and he dares to slander Wumiao after writing a few poems? ”

Shen Lang's expression remained unchanged: "Everything in the world can be discussed, what to say, slander." Today you are the same as the demon clan, I just want to know, but what is the reason? ”

The demon clan boy with an evil face smiled and said: "Li Dongze, it seems that your status in the human race is not very good, just a little nine-rank Confucian student, I dare to question you face to face." It seems that our cooperation with you needs to be reconsidered. ”

Li Dongze said lightly: "This is Confucianism Shen Lang Shen Ziyu, poetry can be called the first person in Qingyun Mansion, and the Confucian Temple attaches great importance to it." ”

Although it was not explicitly stated, it also indirectly pointed out Shen Lang's identity.

The Temple of Literature attaches great importance to these four words, and they are by no means simple adjectives.

The prince of the demon clan raised his eyebrows lightly: "Is that the Shen Lang who wrote out the depths of Tao Chan and killed the water demon of my clan?" ”

There was an uproar around, and everyone looked at Shen Lang in surprise, never dreaming that the legendary "Mr. Ziyu" would actually stand in front of him.

And...... So young!

"Is it really Mr. Ziyu?"

Everyone looked at Mu Wanhua, and they saw that she looked indifferent, and they didn't seem surprised. This time, everyone understood that what Li Dongze said was true.

"Any advice?" Shen Lang looked at the demon clan son coldly.

The corners of the demon clan's mouth curled slightly, and he smiled: "This is the territory of your human race, how dare I have any advice?" It's just that I can't help but laugh when I hear some people say that they know not only poetry but also music. ”

Shen Lang's expression remained unchanged, and he said lightly: "My human race is outstanding and spiritual, and there are many capable people, and it is normal for you to not understand the likes of demons and barbarians who drink blood and beasts, and I don't blame you." ”

The people around him laughed.

The prince of the demon clan turned cold: "Confucianism and Taoism people really only take advantage of their tongues, if you really have the ability, take it out and show it to us." Didn't you say you wanted war drums? Gu Yu. ”

Behind him, a man who looked like an attendant walked out, clasped his fists and said, "Master, the slave is here!" ”

"Go get a war drum, let me see how this Shen Ziyu performs."

"Yes!"

Gu Yu glanced at Shen Lang coldly, turned around and left.

The people around whispered for a while, faintly worried.

No matter how talented Shen Lang is, but after all, he is too young, and he can make such amazing and brilliant poems, I think he spends all his time reading.

How can there be time to study the rhythm?

"For a while, no matter whether Mr. Ziyu's music is good or bad, everyone will applaud together!" The first student in the green shirt whispered to his friend.

"Brother Zhou, don't worry, I'll understand."

Several students nodded slightly.

Yueqiu stood beside her, also frowning.

She followed Shen Lang all the way down, and Shen Lang repeatedly said upstairs that he was not good at music. At that time, it was said that war drums must be used, and most of them were prevaricating.

If it's just the two of them, it doesn't matter if they win or lose in this third level, they can make jokes between the two, but now that so many people are involved, especially the demon clan, it can't be dealt with simply.

"Shen Gongzi." Yueqiu let out a low voice.

Shen Lang turned his head and said with a smile: "Miss Yueqiu, what's the matter?" ”

Yueqiu lowered her head and said softly: "Shen Gongzi's third level is my assessment, so naturally I will formulate the topic, how can Shen Gongzi decide for himself?" ”

It's not loud, but it's guaranteed to be heard by everyone around you.

The demon clan boy smiled: "This girl, what do you mean by this?" ”

Yueqiu said: "It's literal." Shen Gongzi came here to pass the three levels, and the questions were naturally made by me, the examiner. ”

Shen Lang's heart moved, and he immediately understood what Yueqiu meant.

As long as he agreed, that Yueqiu immediately had an excuse to invite him back to the building, and this small bamboo building was where the three views of Tao'an were located, and no one was allowed to enter.

As long as you bite the rules, you can really keep everyone out.

As for whether the music made by Shen Lang after entering is good or bad, it is not up to her Yueqiu to decide. No matter how bad it is, she composed a song by herself and gave it to Shen Lang, no matter how bad it is, it is enough to cope with the current situation.

Shen Lang arched his hand towards Yueqiu, and said with a gentle smile: "Miss Yueqiu is kind, Shen has a heart." Don't worry, today I will ask the demon barbarian to see the demeanor of my human race. ”

Yueqiu glanced at Shen Lang deeply, nodded lightly and said nothing.

It was only a matter of time, and the demon clan named Gu Yu took a war drum.

The moment he saw this war drum, the surroundings suddenly boiled.

"Demonic, too much deception!"

A scholar's eyes were red, and he pointed at the demon clan and shouted.

Everyone around looked at the demon clan and looked at each other angrily, it was Li Dongze, and his face changed slightly and frowned.

It can be seen that the diameter of this war drum is nearly two meters, and the key is that the drum body part is completely spliced with a skull.

This is the skull of the Terrans!

The drum surface is delicate, but there are some words on it, and if you look closely, it is directly tattooed on it.

It's the skin of the Terrans!

The two drumsticks hanging on the side are made of two complete Terran leg bones.

The prince of the demon clan laughed arrogantly: "Doesn't your human race also feed on livestock, isn't the leather jacket you wear made of animal skin?" In the eyes of our holy family, how are you humans different from domestic animals? Why are you so excited? ”

He looked at Shen Lang, and a sneering smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "This big drum is made by me from the bones and skins of Terran soldiers after the battle of Shishan City, and I don't know if it suits your heart." ”

Shen Lang walked to the big drum without saying a word, and stretched out his hand to caress the drum surface.

When my fingers touched, I could feel the voices of countless warriors roaring, it was the unyielding spirit of war, the belief of fighting to the death, and the unwillingness to hate to kill the demons and protect my human race.

"Today, I will borrow your flesh and blood, and I will let the demon clan repay it a thousand times in the future!"

The prince of the demon clan sneered: "What are you doing with so much nonsense, it can't be that your body is delicate and can't beat this big drum, right?" ”

Shen Lang raised his head abruptly and said word by word: "Demon barbarian, have you ever heard King Qin's Breaking Formation Song?!" ”

The prince of the demon clan was stunned for a moment, and before he could speak, Shen Lang grabbed the drumsticks made of the leg bones of the two warriors and slammed them on the drum surface.

"Knock...... Boom...... Knock knock ......"

The sound was like a muffled thunder, which shook people's ears and roared.

The drum beat was low and deep at the beginning, full of solemn atmosphere in the depression, and then it became faster and faster, like thousands of troops fighting on the battlefield!

The majestic murderous aura is like substance, and everyone around is frightened.

And the demon clan and his party were even more pale, as if they saw countless Terran soldiers roaring and rushing towards them.

These are all heroic souls of the human race, and they are all unyielding dead soldiers who protect my people!

Murderous, never die!

Dark clouds surged in the originally clear sky, and thunder erupted in the sky, and every sound seemed to resonate with the sound of the drum.

The demon clan cultivates the power of ancestral blood, and the purer the bloodline inheritance, the greater its potential.

And at this moment, with the sound of the drum and the thunder roaring, they felt that the ancestral blood in their bodies was faintly suppressed!

Several cultivators were weaker, and even spat blood directly on the spot.

"This ...... What kind of tune is this?! ”

The prince of the demon clan shouted angrily.

But his voice could not be heard at all in the stormy drums.

Even as soon as he opened his mouth, the powerful murderous aura pressed his blood all over his body.

And on the side of the human race, they are also red-faced, but they are not suppressed, but there is boundless fighting intent in their hearts, as if even their strength has increased a lot.

"The strength has increased by three percent!" Wan Hailiang's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief.

There are also scholars next to him who are attentively sensing, but the increase in strength is not as great as that of a martial artist, but it also allows the scholar who was originally powerless to have a martial arts physique that has not been entered into the general product.

Everyone on the human side turned their eyes to the demon clan, and their eyes were red, as if they were going to pounce and eat everyone in the demon clan.

That sight made the demon clan's hearts tremble.

Shen Lang didn't hear the roar of the demon clan's son, nor did he know that the blood of the human race was surging, and his whole body and mind were already immersed in the sound of the drum.

What he is playing at the moment is the most famous drum music in that life: King Qin's Breaking Array Music.

The tragedy of the soldiers of Shishan City who swore to fight to the death and the pride of King Qin leading the army into battle seemed to be integrated at this moment, and they would never be separated from each other again!

As a long time passed, the drumming gradually subsided.

Shen Lang opened his eyes and looked at the person who had fallen to the ground in front of him. These are the guards of the demon clan, and they are there to protect the son of the demon clan.

This song "King Qin Breaking Array Music" will be enthusiastic and increase the combat power of the human race when it is heard, but the demon race will be suppressed by the bloodline power when it listens to it. But if there is resistance, it will trigger a murderous attack.

The son of the demon clan was also pale, and blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth.

"What's this tune?" The demon clan boy gritted his teeth and asked.

A mocking smile appeared on the corner of Shen Lang's mouth, and there was disdain in his eyes.

"King Qin's Broken Formation Song!"