"Okay! With Brother Gu Yue joining, our demon restoration plan is absolutely foolproof!"

Wei Xuan looked up to the sky and smiled, but it gave people a sense of tranquility.

At this time, the shadows of the demon cultivation army also appeared outside the other three gates of Tianlan City one after another!

"See the Demons!"

Nine figures appeared in front of the three of them.

They are all monks of the Yuan Infant Realm!

"Is it arranged?" They are all Wei Xuan's ministers, capable generals, and they have followed Wei Xuan to fight in the north and south since his beginnings, and their names are all from Wei Xuan, very casually, from Xuan Yi to Xuan Jiu.

And the previous Ten Thousand Peoples Blood Sacrifice Great Array was planned and arranged by these six people!

"The troops at the south gate are all arranged!" Xuan Yi, Xuan Liu, and Xuan Qi stepped forward.

"The north gate is also sealed!"

Xuan II, Xuan Wu and Xuan Badao.

"The East Gate is ready!"

Xuan San, Xuan Si and Xuan Jiu arched their hands.

"Good!"

Wei Xuan stood up: "Sons, have you heard the oath in Tianlan City?"

He wants to learn from the old man of the Zhang family and make a bloody oath to improve the momentum of the demon cultivation army.

"Knock knock!"

Hearing the Xuan Demon speak, the drum in Luo Chen's hand vibrated loudly, and the drum sound became louder.

"Listen, hear. ”

The answer was a little sloppy.

Obviously, the morale of these demon cultivators was violently suppressed by the drumbeat coming from Tianlan City.

"Damn it!"

Wei Xuan clenched his fists and shouted:

"Did you hear that?"

Wei Xuan was a five-turn Yuan Infant Realm, and his full strength easily blocked Luo Chen's drumming.

"I heard you!"

Without the obstruction of the drums, the demon cultivation army finally increased its momentum!

"They said they want to live and die with Tianlan City, what are we going to do?"

Below:......

Whew!

A long wind blew, and the scene was embarrassing for a while!

Fortunately, Xuan Jiu, who had the most eyesight, reacted and shouted loudly.

"Then satisfy them! Let them perish with Tianlan City!"

"Perish together! Perish together!"

Being surrounded by Xuan Jiu like this, the morale of the demon cultivation army has finally risen.

It's a pity that it's this one shouting after another, which is a bit chaotic.

After all, the so-called Xuan Demon Army is a group of selfish guys getting together, not to mention any centripetal force and cohesion, it can only be regarded as an unorganized and undisciplined ragtag army.

If it weren't for the backbone of the Xuan Demon, these 100,000 troops would have been scattered long ago!

On the tower of the West Gate of Tianlan City, Luo Chen rubbed his chest with a faint pain, and there was a blood stain on the animal skin drum in front of him.

Just now, his drum beat was targeted by Wei Xuan, and he was shocked by the other party's breath.

"No way!"

Luo Chen shook his head, he looked at Ye Qingyi: "You go to Zhang's house and find a Yuanying Realm powerhouse to come over!"

"Good!"

Ye Qingyi turned around and left.

Luo Chen took a deep breath.

Urging Chi You Ba's body, the internal injury on his chest healed in an instant.

He knew that if he wanted to suppress the morale of the other side, the strength of his Void Dan Realm cultivator alone was far from enough!

After all, his physical strength is limited, and his strength is insufficient, and a random Jindan or even a monk from the Yuan Infant Realm on the opposite side is enough to drink a pot of his own.

Therefore, he wants to find a strong man from the Yuanying Realm to come over and sit on the war drums, as long as he learns a few simple beats, he can ensure that the morale of Tianlan City is inexhaustible.

By the way, you can also disgust the other side!

But before that, he has to get back the field in front of him first!

Luo Chen rolled up his sleeves and didn't pick up the drumsticks that had fallen on the ground.

Standing in front of the war drums, his knees were slightly bent, and his whole body turned gray, and golden lines spread all over his face.

The two hands were completely wrapped in golden qi and blood.

Boom!

Luo Chen's hands landed on the beast skin war drums, making a dull sound.

But outside the city, it was like a thunderclap that shook the world.

Rumble!

All of a sudden, there was no chaotic shouting of the demon cultivator army one after another!

It was like a slap in the head, exploding in the ears of every demon cultivator, and the brains of more than 100,000 people died at the same time, and it took two seconds for those stronger monks to come back to their senses!

As for those who were slightly weaker, they were shocked to death by the sound of the drum on the spot.

Two breaths, a drum made the demon cultivation army die for two breaths.

Bang bang bang!

Knock knock!

Luo Chen's drums were beating endlessly.

He danced with his hands, his hair in a bun that had long been scattered, and he simply wore it out.

The blood of the whole body gradually rose.

Push Luo Chen's spirit to a new height.

Luo Chen's golden palm fell on the war drums again and again.

Sometimes it's as fast as thunder, sometimes it's as slow as water.

Sometimes it is like a waterfall in the sky, and the flying stream goes straight down to 3,000 feet!

Sometimes if the big waves are rolling, the rolling rivers are passing away!

The continuous drumbeats converge into a long river that flows endlessly!

This is the river in Luo Chen's heart!

It is the long river of mothers who feed the people of the world, and it is the roaring and roaring river!

That's the Yellow River!

The name of this war drum song is the Yellow River!

The drums of war in the Yellow River!

The water of the Yellow River comes from the sky!

This song should only be in heaven!

Listen!

The wind is roaring, the Yellow River is roaring!

A rushing river cut off the morale of the other party.

Let the momentum of the demon cultivation army drop again and again!

"Dare to come!"

Wei Xuan's gaze traveled a hundred miles and landed on the figure who was struggling to beat the drum.

"Void Dan!"

Wei Xuan's eyes were full of disbelief:

"I really can't imagine that my 100,000 army will actually break the morale of a small Void Pill!"

"Okay, good!" Then a trace of fierceness flashed in his eyes: "Since you want to find death, then I will satisfy you!"

"Die!"

Wei Xuan snorted.

The rolling sound waves go straight to Tianlan City!

It exploded in the sky above Tianlan City, and then slammed into Luo Chen, wanting to interrupt the drum!

"Get out!"

There was an angry shout from inside Tianlan City at the same time.

Old man Zhang has made a move!

Heavenly Thunder Fa Yin!

This angry shout was three points louder than the rolling thunder above the nine heavens.

Directly stop Wei Xuan's sound wave three miles outside the city!

At the place where the two sound waves converged, the earth and rocks burst and a deep ditch a hundred feet long appeared.

And Luo Chen's drumming has not yet subsided.

The continuous drum sound, like the water of the Yellow River, is surging endlessly, stormy waves, and never returned!

The sound of rolling drums roared and rushed into the army of demon cultivators.

For the monks of Tianlan City, this is a divine comedy that boosts morale.

But for the demon cultivation army, it is the sound of death!

Many monks in the early and middle stages of foundation building could not stand the sound of killing.

The brain exploded directly.

Before the war really began, this group of demon cultivators had lost at least nearly a thousand monks!

And the monks in Tianlan City finally know who is beating the drums!

"It's Luo Changan, the grandson-in-law of the Zhang family!"

"Hahaha! Who would have thought that Luo Changan would beat the drum alone and kill thousands of demon cultivators in front of the battle?"

The city's praise for Luo Chen continued to sound.

Luo Chang'an's name is bound to spread in Cangzhou, and tonight, he is already a myth!

"Damn! Damn! Damn!"

Wei Xuan scolded three times in a row, and the anger in his heart was even more depressed.

"Xuan Demon, let's attack the city directly! it won't do us any better if it drags on any longer!"

Gao Xunhuan frowned.

As the saying goes, one blow is vigorous, then it declines, and three times it is exhausted.

The morale of the Demon Cultivator army has been reduced to the point that there is nothing left, and it is completely impossible to improve the morale before the battle!

That is, only by relying on the anger of war can the blood of soldiers be stimulated!

Wei Xuan sighed, then regrouped and shouted, "Xuan Demon Army!"

The nine Yuan Infant Realm Demon Cultivators shouted in unison: "Here!"

"Attack!"

"Kill!"