The ninth tone, resounding again for thousands of years.

This time was even more shocking than it had been thousands of years ago, and they vaguely remembered it. A thousand years ago, someone broke through and was seriously injured when the ninth sound was sounded.

The man seems to be called ...... If you look closely at the stone tablet on the edge of the drum, you will find that in the far corner, there is the word Huzi.

This word, like a knife cutting, is more like a natural birth, a deep look, you will find the artistic conception.

Brutal, savage, like a man from the wilderness.

At this moment, the stele shook, and a low voice that could only be heard by the clear wind sounded in his head.

"Those who have nine voices can leave a name, and if the sin does not disappear, they will be immortal. "

The sound came out of thin air, and no one knew it, only Feng Qingyang fell into a brief stupor.

"Nine voices leave a name!"

He muttered to himself, and then looked carefully at the stele again, except for the inscription engraved on the top, there was indeed a line of names on the lower right side of the stele.

"Qianli Glass, Lige, Mo Qianxiao, Jiuqiu, Huzi!"

Feng Qingyang read out all the names on the stone tablet, and just as he spoke, five hazy shadows appeared in his mind at the same time.

"The Nine Heavenly Palaces of the Sin City, the eldest disciple is Qianyanli, and the junior disciple is Huzi! And the last time the Nine Heavenly Palace recruited disciples was a thousand years!"

A thousand years, in the long life of the monk, it is only a flick of a finger, but in the eyes of Feng Qingyang, it is not the case.

China has been up and down for 5,000 years, and this last disciple was a thousand years ago, a thousand years ago, he didn't know what it was.

Thinking of this, he shook his head with a smile, raised his head suddenly, and his gaze passed through the void, and instantly arrived at the Nine Heavens.

Although he didn't know what was there, he had a feeling that someone in the Nine Heavenly Palace was watching him deeply.

Above the blue sky, there was no cloud, perhaps because of the sound of drums, within a thousand miles, it was bright!

"Huzi, did he see us?" Jiuqiu smiled, put away the folding fan and hugged it in front of his chest.

"It shouldn't be possible, the Nine Heavenly Palace is not on the Luminous Ancient Star at all, how can he see us?"

After finishing speaking, they found that the wind below Qingyang suddenly laughed, and the deep gaze was deeply confirmed in their minds.

Jiuqiu laughed wildly, as if he had thought of something, and immediately turned around and prepared to leave.

"Let's go, rotate the ninth tone, and block my Weiya, this person is enough to become our little junior brother. "

However, just as he turned around, the raised foot instantly stopped in mid-air, listening to the strange laughter from the tiger behind him, and turned his head with a stunned face.

"Did I hear me wrong?

"Yes, it's the tenth tone. At this moment, Huzi threw away the thighs in his hands, the innocent color on his face flashed, and he looked down in silence.

"Since you've broken through, why don't you make a splash?"

Feng Qingyang said madly, looking at the golden ripples emitted by the sound of the drum spreading across the heavens and the earth, as well as the distant peaks that were instantly shattered and turned into powder by this golden mang, his eyes were full of madness!

Bang Dang!

This time, the echo came directly from the roar, as if someone had let out an angry roar, and this roar came. In an instant, it shattered the vision of the sealing beast above the heavenly dome.

At the same time, the sky and the earth changed color, and the cloudless blue sky was covered with thick dark clouds at this moment.

The thickness of this cloud directly pressed the ground below to shatter, and the radius of thousands of miles directly sank a zhang.

Tens of thousands of monks retreated again, and the sinking dark clouds made them unable to breathe, and after staying a little longer, they felt like they were trapped in a whirlpool, and they felt like they were crushed at any moment.

The more this was the case, the more terrifying it became, and the wind that had made the tenth sound was not only standing in the middle of the storm, but also bearing several times the bombardment comparable to his own full strength.

His physical strength was as high as 399,990,000 catties.

You can move mountains and seas with a single blow, so how strong is this superimposed power several times?

Even if he was strong, he bowed down in an instant under the pressure of this dark cloud, and almost fell to the ground.

And just as he was trying his best to deal with the pressure of the dark clouds, the tenth sound that reverberated finally came back from thousands of miles away.

"Click!"

The sound of shattering was clearly visible, and his naked body was bloodshot for a moment.

Beneath the bloodshot was his skin that began to shatter, this time no longer a fight-like wound, but a thin wound that was more severe than a heavy wound.

The force of the concussion squeezed from all directions, as if an invisible hand was holding it tightly.

The terrifying coercion directly pierced through his defenses, tore his muscles, and broke inch by inch, if it weren't for the support of his strong will, he would have exploded and died.

"Is he going to fail? Rotate the ninth, and even more so the record of two thousand years ago, tenth!"

The people below were speechless, and their originally dull gazes turned into dullness at this moment.

It's not that they are bland, but the shock brought by the clear wind is too terrifying, which directly subverts their understanding.

The reason why so many monks gather here is because of this big drum.

This not only allowed the cultivation of the monk's qualifications, but also connected with all the sinful cities of the three thousand cultivation stars in the spirit world.

It can be said that although the wind at this time was confusing the ancient star, at this moment, when he rotated the sixth sound, it spread all over the world!

Sin City is divided into nine heavens, but it is actually in a special space.

And the Sin City in the display is only the first three layers, which is no wonder why the Sin City of the Nine Shadow Stars was shattered.

Of course, this is the secret of Sin City, but it is not counted, everyone who has fallen into the Demon Dao and entered Sin City knows that above the three layers, there is a heaven and earth, but it is not so easy to enter.

"His fighting spirit and will can only rotate the tenth sound, and it is only reluctantly, this time, it has become a serious injury!"

The crowd was talking, and although they said that, there was the same light in their eyes.

It seems that they believe that Feng Qingyang can continue to rotate, and his limit is definitely not in the tenth tone, and it will never stop there, this is a myth, a myth that they have witnessed with their own eyes!

"Huzi. "

"Huh?"

In the Nine Heavens, Huzi's face has changed, thinking back to a thousand years ago, when he rotated the ninth sound, the strength of the shock that came from it still makes me feel palpitations when I think about it.

He clearly knew how strong the tenth shock was, and if he dared to rotate at that time, he would definitely be crushed.

This drum not only shows a person's qualifications, but also shows a person's will.

The supreme will is the real factor that affects the monk's lifelong cultivation.

"He won't be our senior brother, you will still be a junior brother at that time, and I will be a fifth junior brother. "

"How is it possible, if he dares to play majestic in front of my tiger master, I will tear him alive and roast his thighs to eat!"

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