Xuan Huan: Winning is numb, my disciples have systems

"Is this the Divine Sound Lotus Pond?"

Zhou Chang glanced down.

This divine sound lotus platform does have its unique features.

Although he doesn't know the way of phonology very well, he can feel some usefulness of this divine sound lotus pond.

That is, with the help of the Shenyin lotus pond, the enhancement of the soul power is completed.

The importance of the soul to a person is self-evident.

If the soul is strong enough, whether it is cultivation, spellcasting, or perception and manipulation, it will have an absolute advantage.

Especially when it comes to the later stage of practice, you want to sense the world.

The strength of the soul has become a crucial link.

But there are very limited things in the world that can really enhance the power of the soul.

But right now, the Shenyin Lotus Pond has such an effect.

The Hua Lingzong just used it as a phonological utensil, which seems a bit like buying a box for a pearl.

At the moment, Zhou Chang tapped his finger and passed some information into Qin Jiuxiao's mind.

In this way, the treasure can also be prevented from being dusty.

.......

On the field, except where Xuan Yizong was located, everyone was quite lively.

Especially for the [-]% area that belongs to everyone, there is constant competition.

Among these people, some people sat on the lotus platform, and their buttocks were taken away by others before their buttocks became hot.

There are also some people who show good phonological attainments, coupled with their own not weak cultivation, sit on the lotus platform for a long time.

And around them, there are also rays of soul power suspended.

Under the blessing of Liantai, these soul powers entered the bodies of everyone in Liantai little by little.

But the speed is extremely limited.

The more rays of soul power you get, the longer you need to stay on the lotus platform.

But obviously, this is not an easy task.

Where there are resources, there will be competition.

Where there is competition, there will be winners and losers.

If there is a victory or defeat, there will be dissatisfaction.

Come and go, learn from each other, never stop.

And the discussion of phonology and rhyme also provided a different enjoyment for everyone.

.......

"That big guy from the Five Elephants Sect is too fierce. There are so many people from the Qingyang Sect, and none of them has won. It's really unexpected."

Someone looked at where Lin Shan was and sighed with emotion.

When others heard the words, they also nodded:

"I didn't expect you to be paying attention to him. I noticed him as soon as I entered the venue. At first I thought he was going to hit someone with his musical instrument. I didn't expect that little thing to make such a sound. It's a surprise .”

"He was the only one playing it in the whole arena. I have to say that this instrument is really not simple. There are so many Qingyang Sect disciples, and none of them can hold it down."

"Now this may be possible. Qiu Feng, among the descendants of the Qingyang Sect who practiced phonology, some of the more famous ones, the piano realm is open and closed, and the master of killing can suppress him."

As the man spoke, his eyes fell on the opposite side of Lin Shan.

There, Qiu Feng played the piano while playing.

The breath on his body, the waves are surging, and the spiritual power surrounds his body.

In front of him, there is a blood-colored long piano. As the piano sounds, the light on it also fluctuates.

Qiu Feng's ten fingers moved together very fast.

The sound of the piano is as dense as raindrops.

It sounded noisy, but it was patchwork, like thousands of troops galloping on the ground. The hurried voice gave people a sense of excitement, as if this place was no longer a lotus pond, but a battlefield.

Brush brush.

The spiritual power surged, with Qiu Feng as the center, the spiritual power from all directions gathered crazily.

The spiritual power seems to be condensed into thousands of troops, like black clouds pressing down on the city, pointing towards Lin Shan.

Under the current movement, the surrounding formations also began to shake slightly, as if they could not bear the power within.

"Is this a real fire from the sparring?"

Such a movement immediately attracted everyone's attention.

"This lotus platform should change hands."

Qiu Feng looked at Lin Shan calmly.

He was not in a hurry to make a move, and was still frantically accumulating power.

Lin Shan had defeated many members of the Qingyang Sect before.

Now, he wants to get this place back in front of more people.

And he has enough self-confidence.

After all, whether it is the realm, or the attainment of phonology, or the grade of the musical instruments used, they must be higher than the big man in front of him.

Lin Shan's voice temporarily slowed down.

Afterwards, the sound of suona changed slightly.

Collapsing song.

Hey.

Accompanied by Lin Shan's playing.

The spiritual power around him also trembled with the sound of the suona.

Amidst the sound of suona, everyone felt a feeling in their hearts.

The sound of Lin Shan's playing was like a long spear coming out of nowhere, carrying the might of heaven and earth.

The piano realm originally constructed by Qiu Feng began to show an irresistible momentum at this time.

"Do you still want to struggle?"

A cold light flashed across Qiu Feng's eyes.

A mediocre musical instrument is a struggle, so what? !

At the moment, the sound of the piano is denser, and the spiritual power in the whole body roars, and along with the playing, it gathers in the torrent of spiritual power.

Lin Shan was not in a hurry to make a move, he was playing calmly, but he was also gathering strength.

At this moment, the relationship between the two seemed to have indeed turned into a battlefield.

The atmosphere, followed by the performance of the two, became more and more depressing.

Under such circumstances, countless eyes looked at it one after another.

Even the elders of Yuntian Holy Land also looked over.

Everyone is waiting for the moment when this balance is broken.

"Broken Heaven Song."

Elder Bishuifeng shook his head lightly:

"Once this song comes out, it should be suppressed by beating drums. This descendant of Qingyun Sect can appreciate part of its power."

Lin Shan's achievements and abilities in Suona are obvious to all.

Right now, what they care more about is not winning or losing, but another aspect.

At this time, on the field.

Under Qiu Feng's deliberate preparation.

At this moment, the void around him trembled a little.

The spiritual power surged violently and turned into thousands of cavalry.

In the artistic conception, everyone saw a figure similar to Qiu Feng, wearing a battle armor, riding a war horse, holding a long sword, majestic and majestic.

Zheng!

The strings vibrated suddenly.

In the Qin realm, there seemed to be a "kill", resounding through the world.

Rumble!

The attack that had been prepared for a long time erupted suddenly, like a huge and terrifying wave, rushing towards the forest mountain.

At this moment, many juniors showed shock on their faces.

Before such a terrifying power, they only had one feeling.

If you don't avoid it, you will die!

Under such power and influence, Lin Shan seems to be a lonely leaf...

and many more.

Suddenly, the suona's voice became extremely high-pitched.

At this very moment, the fear-inducing thousands of troops are actually fluctuating.

If we say that the sense of oppression of the thousands of troops is vividly displayed in the piano environment.

The increasingly high-pitched and clear suona sound is like a spear, tearing apart the Qin realm.

It's going to crumble.

It wasn't Qiu Feng who was charging with a sword.

It's not that thousands of troops.

It's the whole piano realm!

Hey.

The void vibrated crazily, the sound of the suona crazily increased, and the song of Collapsing Heaven showed its edge for the first time.

What is Bengtianqu?

Once the song comes out, the world will collapse!