The personal battle king of the female president

At this moment, he could see that both of them had cultivated to the stage of leaving the body, so he couldn't help but secretly nodded.

He thought that the cultivators invited by this jewelry business were not considered weak, but he didn't know the cultivation level of Wang He, the master of the Jiyuan Temple.

The two men saw that Liu Lang was only a cultivator in the early stage of Yuanying, but they were not afraid at all when facing them, they showed surprise expressions, and said coldly: "We are members of the Jiyuan Temple. Disciples! What are you!"

They were talking, but their four eyes were fixed on Liu Lang, as if they wanted to see through each other.

Liu Lang smiled faintly, and deliberately said in a dismissive tone: "The Temple of Jiyuan? What is that?"

"Shut up! How dare you disregard the Jiyuan Temple! Brat, don't you want to stay in Danjin City any longer!" The two men were furious and released their flying swords one after another.

I saw that the mid-air was suddenly radiant, and two dazzling blue lights shot towards Liu Lang quickly.

Liu Lang gave a wry smile, thinking that the three words "brat" must have followed him.

He watched the sword light attack intently, laughed, and drew two circles in the air with his left and right hands.

That was the Seal of Imprisonment in the hands of Long Kanji, and Liu Lang's current cultivation level was enough to cast it empty-handed, forming an independent imprisonment.

I saw the brilliance flickering in the circle, and immediately imprisoned the two flying swords that shot rapidly.

"If you offend the Jiyuan Temple, can you stay in Danjin City? What an outrageous rule!" Liu Lang smiled slightly, and the seal in his hand changed.

Two beams of Jiu Yan's dazzling light shot out, instantly melting the opponent's two flying swords completely.

Only then did the two men realize that they had missed their eyes, and they shouted: "You...you actually destroyed our flying sword!"

The cultivation base of this purple-haired boy is many times higher than theirs.

Even his master, Wang He, may not be able to destroy his flying sword in the midst of talking and laughing.

The two looked at each other, and said sternly, "You brat, don't go! If you have the guts, just wait here, and wait for our master to deal with you!" They said as soon as they moved, they were about to leave.

"Do you want to go to rescue soldiers again?" Liu Lang's expression froze, and he flicked his hands lightly in the void twice.

Accompanied by the movement of his hands, a few ding-dong sounds of the piano floated from a very far away in an instant.

The two men were suddenly struck by lightning, and they stood on the ground dumbfounded, unable to move.

And the owner of the jewelry store had already passed out amidst the sound of the piano.

"You are lucky to be able to hear such a beautiful piano music."

Liu Lang smiled and displayed the technique of concentrating on controlling the void, flicking his fingers repeatedly, and the Hunyuan song poured out from his fingers like flowing clouds and flowing water.

The method of concentrating on controlling the void is very peculiar, and it is related to the realm.Realm has been reached, in fact, it can be done without spending too much real energy.

Liu Lang easily plucked and plucked the silk strings transformed by the true energy, urging the Hunyuan song with his mind.

The sound of the zither is getting closer and closer, like a fairy walking out of an empty valley, not a bit of mortal smoke and fire, but it contains extremely terrifying power.

In particular, Liu Lang's true energy has surpassed that of ordinary cultivators, so this strength has been strengthened even more.

The two disciples of Jiyuan Temple have been controlled by the sonic attack of Hunyuanqu, and they collapsed on the ground as if they were drunk, murmuring nonsense in their mouths.

Liu Lang saw his childish innocence, and couldn't help but change the seal formula in his hand, from the Hunyuan song to a seal formula that he had never tried before.

That Yinjue is also a piece of music in Chapter 24 of Tianyin, called Zhengrong.

Liu Lang didn't know until he read Yutong, which records Tianyin Chapter 24, that although Tianyin Chapter 24 is a cultivation method that starts with music, it has various subtle connections with the technique of phantasmagoria.

He didn't know if Qianqian knew this, but it wasn't surprising after thinking about it.

Music is indeed imitating everything in the world, as well as the joy, anger, sorrow, and joy deep in the human heart.

Non-vegetation, ruthless Practice makes perfect.

Even a clever cultivator, or even an immortal, is just better at controlling his emotions, burying his emotions deeper, and grasping them more stably.

Zheng Rong Jue is a music created by imitating the peaks that rise through the clouds and pierce the sky.

Liu Lang heard this piece of music in Tianyin's 24 pieces. At that time, he felt that it was like a high mountain rising up and a deep valley falling back, which made people feel broad-minded.

Playing it by myself now has a different taste.

After all, Liu Lang played the Zhengrong Jue to form a confinement to attack, which is of course different from the purely appreciative music of Tianyin 24.

"Mountain! Mountain!" Two disciples of Jiyuan Temple shouted, as if they really saw the mountain.

Liu Lang secretly admired that just using sonic attacks can form such an invisible illusion. No wonder Tianyinxing can be listed among the top ten most dangerous sects in the cultivation world mentioned by Tianxing Xinxin.

"Zhengzheng" sounded twice, and the Zhengrong Jue came to an abrupt end.

Liu Lang looked back at the stunned He Yingning and the other four, and said with a smile, "What's wrong with you? Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Brother!" He Yingning came back to her senses and exclaimed, "You play so well!"

"Hmm! It's not bad at all! It's even better than what I heard in Ruyi Building just now!" Feng Lu also said.

Wu Gou smiled and said, "I think the qin music played by brother Liu should be a very powerful sonic attack method."

Liu Lang smiled lightly and said: "Brother Wu is still very knowledgeable! This is indeed the sonic attack technique taught by Qianqian Palace Master of Tianyin Palace. Look at those two guys, they are now trapped in the illusion of the valley. "

He had just said this when he suddenly heard the sound of strings vibrating from outside the wall.

The voice was extremely cold, and the two disciples of the Jiyuan Temple shivered, and they woke up from the sound of the piano.

"Why are those valleys gone!" the two shouted in unison.At this time, the air around them fluctuated, and there was already a handsome young man wearing a black robe and holding a guqin in his arms.

"Deputy hall master!" Two disciples of the Jiyuan Temple exclaimed in shock.

The young man waved his hand and said coldly: "There is nothing for you here, you go back!"

After he finished speaking, two bright lights shot out from his eyes, and he looked at Liu Lang with a half-smile and said: "You played the qin melody just now? Not bad! I don't know what the name of this qin melody is?"

Although Liu Lang didn't know the origin of this young man, he recognized the guqin in his arms.

The style of this guqin is exactly the same as the guqin on the earth. Could it be that this young man also came from the earth?

He smiled slightly, slowly met the other person's gaze, and said, "If your Excellency was walking on the street, and a stranger suddenly asked you the name of Huai Zhongqin, would you tell him?"

The young man was stunned, and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, I was rude. My name is Kong Jiu, and I'm the vice-master of the Jiyuan Temple."