Chapter 669: The sound of drums shocked the whole audience, a great breakthrough before the battle
The sound of drums roared like war drums, inspiring people, vast and majestic, swaying in all directions.
Wu Yingyue gritted her silver teeth and retreated again and again, her breathing a little faster. The drumming of the boy in front of her was indeed wonderful, with a different tone than the others. However, this It’s already the fourth law!
"The fourth rule!"
Behind the glazed light curtain, countless people counted silently, with even more serious expressions.
This time the drum sound lingered for a full twenty-seven breaths, almost four times as loud as Chen Changsheng's, and beyond everyone's understanding.
Xin Zhuo closed his eyes and let the force of the feedback wash away his muscles and marrow. It was really an indescribable feeling of comfort.
When the drum sound disappeared, he raised his hand and clapped his hands, also the fifth rhythm!
Not far away, Wu Yingyue stared carefully.
Behind the glazed light curtain, thousands of people couldn’t help but step forward.
Unexpectedly, Xin Zhuo actually slapped four palms in a row.
"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"
The drum head vibrated, four times in a row!
It’s not the five laws, but the cycle of five laws. Gong, Shang, Jiao, Zheng and Yu are complete, followed by Gong, Shang and Jiao!
Eight drums sound, each one more majestic, dull and vast than the last!
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Wu Yingyue's eyes widened and her lips were slightly opened. She was always known for her physical strength in the sect and for her calmness and composure. At this moment, her heart was ups and downs and she was panicking.
The previous four rhythms have already used up to eight points of her power. She is very aware of how terrifying this drum is!
Why does this person knock eight times?
“Why are there eight tones? The five rhythms are cyclic, what does this mean?”
Within the glazed light curtain, there were already disciples from various sects participating in beating the heavenly drum. They were shocked and could not help but angrily reprimanded.
Like Wu Yingyue, they were well aware of the horror of the Tiangu. They thought that even if this person had all the five rules, he would still be able to secretly damage his foundation.
This is already looking up to him!
Wu Wu is second to none. The disciples of all the sects present are all top-notch in talent. Who can be worse than the other?
The key is, isn’t this the Wulu lateral root bone? !
What the hell is Eight Rings?
No one answered, even the ancestors fell into deep doubts.
On the other hand, Liu Qingfeng, who had been in a sluggish state, suddenly recovered from his mental illness. He sat down, his eyes uncertain, and finally turned into relief. He smiled like a spring breeze and looked around: "My disciple It’s always been like this! Junior Sister Yu, Junior Sister Li, what do you think?”
Yu Zhuji and Li Hanzhu didn’t bother to answer, they just remembered what they said before and their faces turned red.
Chu Siniang and others who were standing at Jianfeng sat down cross-legged with smiles and puzzled faces.
A smile appeared on the corner of Taozhen's mouth. He looked at the heads of the various sects who had given him unclear glances. He hugged his fists and then ordered: "Ling Xinzhuo..."
He didn't finish his words. , the sound of drums came from the field again.
That’s right!
Xin Zhuo beat the giant drum again, this time seven times in a row, and even combined with the previous eight times to form a melody.
“Three cycles of five rhythms, fifteen tones! Is this still a human being?”
"Is it because the Tiangu has been beating for several days in a row that the drum surface has been damaged?"
The disciples of each sect could not hide their fear and questioned angrily.
This is really incredible!
Still no one answered!
Because, a group of ancestors discovered that the rhythm of this drum for fifteen consecutive times can actually cleanse the heart and make people feel that the shackles of their realm are slightly loosened.
Tiangu actually has such a wonderful effect?
"Clang——"
"Dong Dong Dong..."
At this time, a harsh sword sound resounded in all directions, and the Tianwu Sword came out from the side of Xin Zhuo's waist. The scabbard has no sword moves, but it is as flawless as flowing water, and it produces countless sword lights.
The drum beat again, and it couldn’t stop.
The sound of drums bursts, the rhythm is as turbulent as the tide, as exciting as killing enemies on the battlefield, and extremely magnificent, sometimes low, sometimes loud, sometimes radical like raindrops, sometimes slow like stepping...
This is more than just the five rhythms, There are literally dozens, hundreds, or hundreds of rhythm loops, and it is already a perfect drum song for battle formations, although it is not very nice.
In the corner, Wu Yingyue swallowed dryly and slumped her shoulders, as if she was a young student, pitiful.
“That’s ridiculous!”
“What a fucking pervert!”
Behind the curtain of glazed light, the dark elite disciples of various sects could not help but curse.
They suddenly felt that this so-called "Tiangu Conference" had become anything but solemn. What the hell was a drum performance!
Is this really appropriate?
After half a stick of incense.
The drumming finally stopped. The lingering sound still lingers, making the eardrums swell and lingering for a long time.
Xin Zhuo fell back to the ground, Tianwu Sword returned to its sheath, and stood with bare hands. From the soles of his feet to his face, dense black blood stains oozed out——
The dirt after washing the muscles and marrow all over his body Blood.
This benefit is probably beyond his expectation. Such a great gift came to him as soon as he entered the sect. He came at the right time!
Moreover, the next moment he fell into a strange state for no reason.
"Huh——"
Wu Yingyue in the corner finally breathed a sigh of relief, but her body was trembling slightly.
Thousands of people were silent inside the glazed light curtain.
"How is it?"
Daozhen, the headmaster of Xuantian Sword Sect who has always been mean and unkind and indifferent to everything, looked at everyone with his old eyes shining slightly.
The word "how" is quite particular. It can be said to have two meanings. The first level is that this giant drum is a medieval treasure for detecting the bones of disciples. There is a prophecy that the five rhymes can be played in unison to become a saint. Xin Zhuo's drum music , what does it count?
The second level of meaning is, for this tambourine song by Xin Zhuo, a disciple of Xuantian Sword Sect, where does Xuantian Sword Sect rank?
No one answered the ancestors of each sect, and they all fell into a mysterious state of resonance!
The heads of each sect twitched their lips and found it difficult to answer. If Tiangu really detects root bones, the root bones of this boy named Xin Zhuo are weird. The specifications are too high and we can't predict it.
If we talk about ranking, isn’t your Xuantian Sword Sect bullying others?
"My little disciple has the qualifications of a great emperor!"
Liu Qingfeng looked serious and sat cross-legged with his big horse and golden sword. No one could tell whether he was joking or not.
“Buzz——”
At this moment, Xin Zhuo’s body in the field shook slightly, and the vision of the vast spiritual platform flashed away.
The fifth level of Lingtai!
Breakthrough on the spot!
"This..."
This scene is really speechless. The sound of hundreds of drums is already overwhelming. The drum falls to break through?
Even if playing the drums is just a proof of his basic skills, or he has special skills, how could he get this breakthrough so easily?
Breaking through the martial realm is the most serious thing for a warrior!
What kind of understanding and talent is this?
“Senior Brother Xin!”
Baimiao Peak Jiang Yuwei no longer wanted to be reserved, and rushed out of the glazed light curtain holding the white robes of her true disciples.
"Senior Brother Xin!"
Nearly a hundred female disciples of the Xuantian Sword Sect, regardless of whether they recognized him or not, couldn't help but shout out and rush out.
This world of martial arts belongs to the strong!
Xin Zhuo’s talent, realm, and integrity, coupled with his demeanor today, are really amazing, and it’s hard not to admire him.
"Thanks to your sect, this son Xin Zhuo has outstanding talent. When he returns this time, he amazes everyone. He is indeed an outstanding boy. I express my love for him!"
Li Guo, the ancestor of Lingyun Sect! The father stood up and smiled lightly, his figure flashed and disappeared.
The ancestors of each sect also stood up one after another, nodded slightly, and shot straight into the sky, blinking away.
The Supreme Elder Chu Zongwei stroked his beard and smiled: "The five-melody cycle of the Tiangu is like a strange music of medieval martial arts, but it was knocked out by a group of disciples. I have broken the Hunyuan, and I will enter the five declines of heaven and man!"
" Congratulations, Master!"
"Congratulations, Master!"
A group of peak masters and elders of Xuantian Sword Sect were shocked, and finally understood why the ancestors of each sect left in a hurry. Tiangu music has such a wonderful effect. The ancestors of various sects have been wasting their realms and bottlenecks for many years, and they broke through it just because of a song. How can they not show Xin Zhuo's feelings?
If you add the sword that destroyed the sect ten years ago, each sect owes Xin Zhuo too much!
In the field, Xin Zhuo carefully experienced the changes in the realm of the fifth heaven of the Lingtai. It seemed that the thoughts of the Lingtai were more majestic. The color of the thought well changed slightly, the power became more abundant, and the meridians and true energy were extremely thick.
At this moment, a "Senior Brother Xin" came from a distance.
Then Jiang Yuwei rushed over, and then dense crowds of female disciples from the sect jumped out one after another.
Finally, the entire glazed light curtain shattered, revealing the figures of more than two thousand people from each sect!
He was slightly startled at first, then turned pale.
It was definitely not his intention to be dangerous in front of this man.
I actually beat drums and made breakthroughs in front of thousands of people. How is this different from a guinea pig?
Looking in front of me, I saw the stunningly beautiful Jiang Yuwei with her slender white neck, pink lips and bright beautiful eyes. Looking at the countless familiar and unfamiliar figures from various sects, I felt overwhelmed. Body is cold.
Immediately jumped into the air. After confirming that Master Zhao Yizhu was not there, he bowed to his master Liu Qingfeng and saluted in front of the scorching eyes of the eighteen sects: "Disciple Xin Zhuo, when he fought for his life against the evil sect, he was killed again. The demon girl was stabbed by a sword and fell into an unknown place. She was unable to escape for ten years, but she never slacked off in her practice. She believed that she had fulfilled her mission and returned to the sect to regain her life! "
I will drag the master to rescue him.
Liu Qingfeng had already guessed what he was thinking. Although she was extremely doubtful, now was not the time to speak. She waved her hand with a serious look on her face and said, "I have returned after ten years of hard work. I am afraid that the carriage and horses will be tired. Let's go." Rest! ”
In the Lingtai realm, ghost chariots and horses are needed.
But Xin Zhuo cooperated very well, and once again saluted the elders of the sect and each sect, the etiquette was in place: "Farewell!"
He was like a shooting star, heading straight to Standing Sword Peak. go.
Only Jiang Yuwei, who looked disappointed, and He Lianyou and other female disciples who also ran over were left.
(End of this chapter)