Fu Zeyang stood in the clouds, shouted loudly downward, the sound was like thunder, shaking the mountains: "Iron Drum Immortal! Personally, I have no grievances with you, I have heard of your name, I admire it very much, if I see you at another time and occasion, I will definitely invite you to my home as a guest, take out the best fairy fruit wine, and ask you for magic experience." However, I want to use the exercises in the next volume to deal with the demon god in the blood nerve, Shi Zhentong I must get it! In the big section, it was an accident for me to learn the blood nerve, and I have never killed innocents indiscriminately after refining it, let alone endangered the world like Deng Yin, so it is reasonable and reasonable, you should not stop me!"

Zhu Que's scolding voice came from the cave: "The evil demon is also worthy of talking about the great festival and reasoning! I heard that the blood nerve is the supreme Dafa of the Demon Sect, and after cultivation, it will not die or die, and it has infinite supernatural powers. If you want to fight, you will fight, and you are so verbose, and you are worthy of claiming that you have learned blood nerves? What a shame on blood nerves!"

Fu Zeyang ignored him and continued to shout to Zhou Meng: "Iron Drum Immortal, my big array is based on 100,000 mountains, with heaven and earth as the potential, no matter how high your mana is, you can't resist it, I think that you have been cultivating for many years, and you still can't be sanctified in the flesh, I hope you turn back to the shore, so as not to make mistakes." ”

The reason why he said so much was that Zhou Meng's cultivation years were too long, his mana was high, and his experience was sufficient, although the large array he had laid out was incomparable, but in his memory, Wu Lingzhu used the secret demon god shuttle to blow up the two daughters of the immortal capital, and as a result, all the forty-seven islands were blown up, and he couldn't hurt the two daughters of the immortal capital who had seven treasures and gold, and he couldn't protect Zhou Meng with any powerful means enough to protect himself, so he had to prepare with both hands.

"Iron Drum Immortal, I know that you are looking forward to being able to learn from the Sha Dao Elder to become holy in the flesh and ascend to the Golden Immortal, but unfortunately you can't succeed after many years. The path of cultivation involves various factors such as roots, blessings, understanding, perseverance, etc., the so-called thought of fire and dryness, the intention of fire and cold, water is afraid of dryness, fire is afraid of cold, and the difference is not a pill. With the same Dao method and the same cultivation method, the Hesha Dao Master can cultivate it, but you can't cultivate it. Of course, you can't be blamed for this, you can't become a golden immortal with your qualifications, and it's okay to cultivate a heavenly immortal and come to a yang god. But Changmei Zhenren has pitted you this time, originally as long as you let go of Wanyuan and retreat and cultivate for at most three or two years, you can soar in the day at any time, but he asked you to provoke me, adding so many rights and wrongs, I must be afraid that you will soar in front of him and rob him of his place......"

Zhou Meng has an obsession in his heart, that is, like the chief of Hesha Dao, the golden immortal soars. The senior brother was the first to attain the Heavenly Immortal Rank and soared away, and the second senior brother was a celestial talent, followed by a higher Golden Immortal, and his body became holy. Since then, he has worked hard for hundreds of years, but he has never been able to complete the Golden Immortal and ascend.

Until not long ago, Zhou Meng began to be discouraged, gave up the pursuit of sanctification in the flesh, and planned to let go of Wanyuan and retreat Yang Shen Chong Lift, but was involved in the Deng Yin incident by the apprentices, and then ran to the North Pole to participate in the fairy and demon war, and fell deeper and deeper in this matter, and finally was asked by Changmei Zhenren to guard the teacher Zhentong.

Fu Zeyang's words hit the most vulnerable place in his heart, thinking of the prophecy of Sanfeng Zhenren, and then contacting the current situation, Zhou Meng knew that it was indeed difficult for him to soar!

In fact, with his Taoism and wisdom, he already knew it in the past, but he was unwilling to face the fact of this bloody forest, and now he was punctured by Fu Zeyang in public: "Zhou Zhenren, if you still want to soar, give up everything here quickly, it's best to leave your apprentices, especially Zhu Que alone, go straight back to Middle Earth, find a place to retreat and cultivate, and ascend before others! Otherwise, your thousand-year-old cultivation will become a painting cake, and in the end, countless cold and summer will be in vain, it's really a pity!"

Zhou Meng's always kind round face was gloomy, and he was bored there, not saying a word. It wasn't until I heard Fu Zeyang finish his words that he suddenly laughed strangely: "You devil, deliberately use this kind of words to provoke the relationship between me and Ren Shou, and quietly use magic to wait for an opportunity to plot against me! I have cultivated for thousands of years, and a Dao heart has remained unchanged for thousands of years, how can you, a little devil, be easily shaken? Zhang Sanfeng is just a hairy boy to me, when I cultivated, he didn't know where it was, he said that in the next 10,000 years, there can only be three people who will ascend to enlightenment, and I also said that in the next hundred years, some people will soar every day, and some people will become enlightened all the time! Your demon array is just leftovers from the demons back then, and it was used against me?

When Fu Zeyang heard him say this, he was secretly happy in his heart, knowing that this Xuanmen Sect Master had already suffered his own plot. The authentic spells of the Demon Gate never confuse people, and only the side door and the left way will use that kind of charming mind, which makes people feel like a drug-inflicted multiplication spell. The Demon Gate has always been sober, and in a highly sober state, it hits the key point and makes its heart change greatly.

To deal with side magic, the opponent will not be confused as long as the mana is high enough, but against authentic magic, no matter how strong the mana is, it must have an extremely high Dao realm. The authentic cultivation of Xuanmen is also very focused, although Zhou Meng's mana is extremely high, he belongs to the side door heart, and the Tao is not deep enough, and he was secretly controlled by Fu Zeyang's words and the magic array composed of 100,000 mountains.

Zhou Meng is very sober now, and feels that he has never been so sober since his cultivation, Fu Zeyang made his means as clear as a mirror in his heart, but he couldn't help but get angry, first a small amount of resentment arose spontaneously in his heart, and then uncontrollably expanded and expanded, and soon, he began to resent Changmei Zhenren, and then even the two senior brothers began to hate......

Fu Zeyang sensed the resentment in the cave from afar, knew that the magic worked, waited for a while, and when the time was ripe, he said loudly: "Zhou Meng! I gave you the opportunity to turn back, but you don't cherish it, don't blame me!"

He sealed with both hands, hooking the vitality of the heavens, all the peaks that had been quietly manipulated and footed extracted the earth qi from the earth's veins, colluded with each other and released it into the air, and then all of them fused together to gather in Fu Zeyang's hands.

"Go!" Fu Zeyang flew out of his hands two Hercules demons, these two gods and demons Fu Zeyang did not practice very carefully, at the beginning of the Tongye Island even Zhenhai Shenzhou could not be lifted, at this time with the blessing of the power of the secret demons of the heavens, the body soared as if blowing, each up to three thousand meters, with a big head and giant claws, like an ape that had been skinned alive, covered in blood.

They jumped to the sides of the Ground Roar Peak, their limbs and claws grasping into the peak, exerting their strength at the same time.

"Click-" There was a loud bang, uprooting the ground roaring peak like pulling onions on dry land!

"The evil beasts deceive people too much!" Zhou Meng shouted, and sent out two five-colored rainbows thousands of meters long from the hole, entangled the two Hercules demons, like ribbons from head to toe, and with a slight strangulation, the huge bodies of the gods and demons were broken into more than a dozen sections.

"Bang bang...... the broken limbs of the gods and demons fell down with the blood, and on the way to the fall, they exploded into a flood of blood, the blood attracted each other, connected into a piece, and the roar of the gods and demons resounded in the sky in the blood.

The gods and demons were strung by the Five Elements Divine Light, and the Earth Roar Peak that they pulled up fell again. Fu Zeyang flew into the air, and in an instant, he released hundreds of blood shadow divine lights, chiseling out many holes in the mountain peak hole, and then cast a spell to suppress it downward, pressing the mountain peak back to the base.

He stood on the top of the mountain peak and urged the power of the secret demons of the heavens, and at the same time worked on these holes, like the wind blowing the earth, emitting various sounds such as "woo", "whoa", "hiss", "ahhhh

This magic is recorded on the demon nerve, and it tells the story of the cultivator who has practiced the natal gods and demons, and then recites the corresponding mantra and sings the magic sound. Fu Zeyang changed his thinking, using this mountain peak as a musical instrument, and let the secret demons of the heavens play it.

If what is written in the book is "human sound", this one improved by Fu Zeyang is "earth sound"!

The Dutian Secret Demon Divine Voice is recorded on the Heavenly Secret Demon Sutra, and the qualified elders in the Demon Sect have all cultivated, and they have been inherited for many years, and many Demon Sect bosses will, such as Gu Chen and Du Mang, even if they can't, they have seen it many times, but when they saw Fu Zeyang's hand today, they were all amazed and secretly gave a thumbs up.

It's really his hand is too wonderful, for thousands of years, no matter how powerful the Demon Sect boss is, even if it is the Demon Sect Leader in the past, the Stone God Palace Master, and the old demon of Tiecheng Mountain, he has always shouted with his own mouth with the sound of the Heavenly Secret Demon God, and he has never been like Fu Zeyang, who casually made a huge musical instrument and summoned the Heavenly Demon Gods to blow it for him!

Together, the mountains echoed, and the formation of 100,000 mountains reverberated the magic sound repeatedly, overlapping and resonating.

In an instant, within a radius of thousands of miles, there seemed to be hundreds of millions of devils, laughing or scolding, arguing or shouting, some in people's ears, some above people's heads, some far away in the clouds, and some in people's hearts......

The monks in the formation, whether they were rushing to the bloody nerves and wanted to wait for the opportunity to touch the prize, or those who were helping the disaster relief and eating melons next to them to watch the excitement, all those who were covered by the magic sound were all fascinated and drunk. The light ones danced and talked nonsense, and the heavy ones were so heavy that they killed indiscriminately and ran around. That's not all, if you cross your knees on the spot and concentrate on your luck to resist, you will be hit by an invisible blow, vomiting blood one after another, and your vitality will be greatly damaged.

Only a very small number of masters could barely resist the shock of the magic sound from a distance.

Zhou Meng's crypt was under the mountain peak, and he bore the brunt of it, and was penetrated by the magic sound, and the attack was hundreds of times stronger than the others.

Wei Ji, who had the worst skills, couldn't bear it at first, and his luck could not resist for more than ten breaths, so he spurted blood from his mouth and fell to the ground.

Zhou Meng was also taken aback, he had also seen many people use the Secret Demon Divine Sound, but it was the first time that such a high-level one was used, and he couldn't resist it by other means, so he hurriedly took the iron drum and flicked it with his fingers.

"Knock! knock!" he popped out a wisp of innate five elements vitality on the drum every time, making different sounds, some crisp, some dull, some high-pitched, some hurried, just fighting against the magic sound that was high and low, he was also sharp when the magic sound was sharp, and he was also heavy when the magic sound was heavy.

Zhou Meng's nickname is called the Iron Drum Fairy, this mixed yuan iron drum is his magic weapon for fame, and Chen Ziqin's stringless Tianyin piano has the same magic, but the sound is only syllables, not a tune, but it is extremely penetrating and spreads far away.

Pity those melon-eating monks, the magic sound alone is hard enough, and now it is mixed with the drum sound that comes to make trouble, the magic sound is high and low, there are plates and eyes, this drum sound does not follow the board eye, every time it is knocked on the joints of the magic sound, people can't go up in one breath, and they can't go up and down, they want to scream wildly, and they are slapped on the cheeks by the drum, no matter how hard they try, they can't open their mouths, they can't make a sound, the qi and blood they hold swell, they are dizzy and brainstorming, or they roll their eyes and pass out, or they can only keep vomiting blood.