Entering the Oil Soul Palace, Zhou Feng saw a majestic man with an emperor statue sitting on a bluestone chair from a distance. Look at this man is about fifty years old, long hair hanging back, bright eyes, ruddy complexion, he has three strands of black beard, beard to the chest, fluttering, handsome and dashing, with the taste of a mature handsome man, this person is the soul king of the Oil Soul Palace, Taishan Oil King.

Zhou Feng stepped forward quickly and saluted: "Senior, the junior is here to rush to the Confession Soul Palace, hoping that the senior can be released." ”

The Taishan Oil King on the bluestone chair glanced at Zhou Feng carefully, and slowly spoke: "Divine Dragon Inheritor, if you want to pass through the main hall, it is not difficult. This king likes beautiful instrumental music the most, I see you carry a gong with you, so I want to discuss the rhythm with you, as long as your gong sound can break through the flute sound in my hand, even if you win. ”

I saw that in the hands of the King of Taishan Oil, there was a golden flute, which was only two feet long, and the whole body was full of golden light, which should be an extraordinary thing.

This flute is called the Mixed Eyes Flute, which is refined from the leg bones of the ancient divine beast Chaos Golden Eye Beast, and it is also one of the top ten artifacts in the underworld, ranking third, and it is a weapon of great killing that cannot be underestimated. It is the right-hand man of the Taishan Oil King who can dominate the underworld.

What!

When Zhou Feng heard the method of the competition, his brain immediately swelled, he didn't know anything about the rhythm of music, and he still let himself use that little broken gong to compete, isn't it obvious that a blind man is driving ducks to the shelves.

Since Zhou Feng got the sound of the gong cracking from Su Yi's hands, he has been unable to figure out its usage, it would be a pity to lose it, he began to tie the small gong to his wrist, and later when he opened the door of the ancient temple, the rope on the small gong was burned, Zhou Feng had to hide the small gong in his arms with the bone fragment of unknown origin, and he has never taken it out to look at it.

Somehow, this soul king with extraordinary bearing actually saw the treasures on Zhou Feng's body at a glance, which made Zhou Feng a little uneasy, this person's cultivation should be much higher than the soul kings of other halls.

Since people have proposed a method to compete, Zhou Feng has no reason to refuse, if that is the case, he will admit defeat and violate the rules of the Ten Halls of Purgatory, it will be more difficult to see Lin Qiuyao than to ascend to the sky, and now Zhou Feng's flying is as easy as a finger, it is not difficult.

It doesn't matter if it's a mule or a horse, take it out and deal with it first, it's really not good, and you have to kill it to the Temple of Repentance. Zhou Feng made up his mind and took out the small broken gong from his arms.

"Seniors, juniors don't understand the rhythm of music, please admit it. Zhou Feng looked at the cracking sound in his hand, and said without confidence.

"Well, let's get started. The King of Tarzan Oil held the flute to his mouth in one hand and blew it gently

With a melodious rhythm playing, I saw ten thousand golden rays shoot out from the small hole of the mixed eye flute, and the golden mangs formed dozens of mighty chaotic golden-eyed beasts in the air, and these golden-eyed beasts danced happily with the rhythm, just like a lion dance.

Suddenly, dozens of golden-eyed beasts surrounded Zhou Feng with golden light, and they were still beating happily without any hurtful movements.

It seemed to be a very cheerful rhythm, but what he heard in Zhou Feng's ears was the roar of ten thousand beasts, like fighting in the midst of ten thousand armies, and like rushing in the raging waves, and the fierce sound made him uneasy.

Zhou Feng had seen the power of the gong cracking sound and knew that this kind of sound could easily kill a powerful cultivator, and the sound of this golden flute was only playing a role of intimidation, and did not really attack himself.

Without thinking about it anymore, Zhou Feng pinched the small broken gong with two fingers, and flicked it rhythmically on the small gong with his other hand.

Suddenly, the gong, which was smaller than a fingernail, suddenly became larger, about the size of a grinding disc.

There was a change, and it was Zhou Fengru who happened to meet the dead mouse like a blind cat, and he actually prompted the gong to crack and kill.

Zhou Feng was overjoyed, he held the gong in one hand, remembered that he had learned a drum beat when he was in school, and he beat it.

While...... While...... Dangdang...... While......

As the rhythm of the gong cracking sounded, golden light surged around like ripples. The rhythm of Zhou Feng's beating continued to increase, and the gong sound rose higher and higher, and the golden light like ripples began to roll like ocean waves, and became more and more ferocious.

The golden light like a wave swooped towards the beating Chaos Golden-Eyed Beasts, like a wide mouth devouring them.

The Tarzan Oil King's face was moved, and he also increased the rhythm of the blowing, and the devoured Chaos Golden-Eyed Beasts roared out of the stormy waves, and they stretched out their huge claws to slap into the raging waves.

Bang bang......

There was a violent sound, and the golden waves were scattered by the huge force, but the shattered golden rays were quickly regrouped together, and the rhythm became more ferocious.

In this way, the waves continued to devour the Chaos Golden-Eyed Beasts, and were broken through by those Radiant Behemoths, and the two sides were at a stalemate for a while.

Zhou Feng saw that time was consumed little by little, and he was anxious, and the rhythm of his beating became faster and faster, like ten thousand horses galloping, and iron hooves stepping on the golden stone land.

At this time, Zhou Feng felt that the power and mana in the spiritual sea poured into the gong like a flood, and the light wave generated by the sound of the gong cracking turned from golden to crimson.

"Roaring ......"

Crimson fire dragons rose from the light waves, dancing their claws to press down the Chaos Golden-Eyed Beast cover.

For a while, the fire dragon and the golden eye** melted together, and the roar was loud.

The Chaos Golden-Eyed Beast was mutilated by the fire dragon's tearing, and slowly turned into a golden rain of light and drifted outward.

King Taishan smiled knowingly, the artifact he relied on in his hand was defeated, or he was defeated under an unpopular gong magic weapon. If it was just according to the sound wave of the broken body of the gong cracking killing sound, it would not damage the defense of the Chaos Golden Eye Beast at all, and it was obviously Zhou Feng's endless energy mana and divine dragon qi that played a big killing role.

After the fire dragon tore apart the Chaos Golden-Eyed Beast, it roared again and pounced on the Taishan Oil King who was sitting firmly on the bluestone chair.

Zhou Feng immediately stopped beating the gong and withdrew the energy mana released, and the fire dragons disappeared immediately, leaving only fragments of golden light to dissipate in the air.

"Okay! The ability of the inheritor of the divine dragon is already a leader, and he is worthy of being the descendant of the old Yanlong, you have won this competition, and you can enter the next hall. Taishan Oil King said with a smile on his face, and with a slight stroke of the golden flute in his hand, a large crack broke out in the ground.

Zhou Feng didn't bother to put away the big gong in his hand, in fact, he didn't know how to put it away, so he hurriedly thanked the King of Taishan Oil and hurriedly jumped into the crack.

The King of Taishan Oil lowered his eyes and smiled, and stroked the mixed eye flute with his hand, and suddenly a golden light poured into the golden flute from his arm, and suddenly the golden mangs bloomed, and a fierce chaotic golden-eyed beast vibrated golden light wings appeared in the main hall, and the entire oil soul hall appeared with light waves surging, trembling slightly. The flute soul beast, the howling sound spreads for thousands of miles, it can shatter the soul and split the body, and kill the invisible.

Zhou Feng fell to the ground, thought wildly, and stretched out his finger to flick the gong.