The villain is right beside me

"War drums please!"

As a roar sounded, a row of bronze corpse puppets were seen holding war drums in their hands and coming towards the front of the monks. The war drums were ten feet tall and very heavy, and it took four bronze corpse puppets to lift them.

boom!

A heavy sound was heard, and the bronze corpse puppet stood up the war drum and placed it in front of the monks. Behind it, more bronze corpse puppets continued to lift the war drum and then placed it on the ground. Rumbling sounds continued to be heard, and the earth shook slightly.

There are seven rows, with seven war drums in each row, arranged from front to back like seven straight lines, with seven war drums in each straight line.

Mu Qing was wondering what this was going to do when he heard an echo.

"These forty-nine war drums are just auxiliary drums. Forty-nine geniuses are needed to stand by. There is also a main drum! Who dares to take the order, pry open the main drum, and play the war song!"

"This is the Tongtian Drum! It is said that whoever can strike the main drum once will have a great opportunity."

"It's difficult. This drum has been put out before, but no one has ever struck it loudly. Even if someone did, the drum sound would reverberate, causing the blood to flow backwards and the heart to burst."

"Yes, we have all tried, and none of us have been able to do it."

Mu Qing asked Lan Yue beside him: "What kind of opportunity does this drum have?"

"It is said that the monk who refined this drum realized the truth through the sound of the drum. The sound of the drum has a magical power. The louder the song played, the deeper one's sense of the truth can be. It can even help people break through bottlenecks."

Mu Qing's heart moved, and he wanted to go forward.

"Wait! I've tried it too, and before the sound even started, it was already shaking my internal organs to the point of shattering. Don't do anything reckless." Lan Yue held him back.

"Since it has been displayed, there must be a reason. The first effort is strong, the second is weak, and the third is exhausted." Mu Qing stepped forward and said, "I will play this opening song!"

"he is……"

"Ling Feng from the Way of Reincarnation."

"Oh, that murderous Ling Feng really doesn't know his own limitations."

“Sister, could he be…” In the camp of Shengyuan Continent, among the elite disciples of the Yaoguang Holy Sect there was a pair of sisters, and that was Ouyang Lian’er.

"Hmm..." Ouyang Chu'er looked at the figure. She seemed to have guessed that this Ling Feng was not Ling Feng.

When Mu Qing stood out, countless spiritual senses swept over him, including some Infant Transformation Realm ancestors who were guarding the battlefield.

Mu Qing stood in front of a huge war drum that was three meters high. The drumhead was painted with a green-skinned Kuiniu. It was said that the drum skin was made of Kuiniu skin and the drumstick was made of Kuiniu bones. Once it was struck, the sound was like thunder, shaking the sky.

"Who will play a war song with this young master?" Mu Qing was full of murderous intent, his eyes were full of madness, and even a hint of tragedy.

After today, how many heroes will become a laughing stock?

"I!"

"I come!"

"We are willing to follow the young master!"

Forty-nine people are already in place. Mu Qing strokes the drum and can already feel the thunder power contained in it.

He raised the drumstick and struck it hard. The war drum that had been silent for a long time finally heard its first sound!

This sound was like a loud thunder, which exploded completely. Mu Qing felt his heart and chest tremble violently, and subconsciously there were bursts of popping sounds in his body. The sound was crisp, not as good as the sound of nature, but when heard by the people around, it made everyone feel a sense of comfort as if it came from deep within their internal organs.

Mu Qing's five internal organs were ringing and his soul was vibrating, and it seemed that they were also echoing, resounding with a wonderful sound.

Mu Qing only felt extremely comfortable in his chest, and couldn't help feeling a sense of heroism, which reminded him of that soul-stirring and heroic era!

"Now let me ask the heroes of the world, who can compete with me? Ling, I am sorry for showing off my ugliness!"

Ling Feng closed his eyes slightly, then took a deep breath, and a solemn, melodious and high-pitched voice came out of his mouth. One word was enough to shock people.

"the river is long and tempestuous, it was like a hero!"

Along with the drumbeats, Mu Qing's internal organs seemed to be making sounds, beating the rhythm, and a solemn sound came out of his mouth.

“Success or failure is nothing but a passing moment! The green mountains remain the same! The sunsets are red again!”

The high-pitched singing was deafening, and it seemed as if a picture rose up in everyone's mind: a hero holding a sword, standing on the battlefield, full of heroic spirit, and shouting to the sky!

"The white-haired fisherman and woodcutter on the river bank are used to watching the autumn moon and the spring breeze."

Mu Qing's voice became louder and louder, full of passion, as if there was a soaring spirit in him that was about to penetrate the sky.

"A pot of turbid wine brings happiness to each other."

"How many things in the past and present are all in the joke."

The extremely arrogant roar filled the entire sky. Even the enemy camp on the opposite side could hear the heroic sound and their hearts were shaken.

But in this song, in addition to being heroic, Mu Qing also sang with a bit of tragic meaning.

The river flows eastward, and all the heroes throughout the ages are like the sands of the Yellow River, broken and sunk.

Mu Qing raised his head to the sky and shouted, "Do you have any wine?"

A jar of fine wine was thrown from somewhere, and Mu Qing poured it directly into his mouth generously. His white clothes and long hair fluttered in the air, making him look frivolous and ambitious.

boom!

Mu Qing threw the wine jar down, and he felt his internal organs rumbling. His soul became more solid, and it seemed that he was about to touch the bottleneck of the seventh level of the platform.

"Come again!"

"The scenery of the North is covered in ice for thousands of miles and snow drifting for thousands of miles."

"Looking at the sky and the valleys, all I see is wilderness; looking at the great rivers, all I see is no roar."

"The mountains dance with silver snakes, the plains gallop with wax elephants, trying to compete with the sky for height."

"On a clear day, it looks particularly charming when you look at the red dress."

"There are so many beauties in the country that it attracts countless heroes to bow down."

"It's all over, let's count the famous people, let's look at the present!"

What an aspirational and inspiring song! This is what a hero should be! This is what a hero should be!

The monks all looked solemn, standing straight in their places, with blood burning in their chests.

"Good! Good! Good!"

An old man stood up, his eyes gleaming with a sharp light. Such a soul-stirring song actually came from the mouth of a young hero. It was so moving! It will be remembered forever!

Below, Ouyang Chuer's beautiful eyes were also flashing constantly. She looked at Mu Qing with a brilliant gaze and couldn't help but immerse herself in his heart-stirring singing.

As the battle song came to an end, Mu Qing actually felt that the spirit in his body was stronger than before, and even affected his two clones.

The original clone could only display 50% of the original's strength, but now, it should be able to display 80%!

He was just one step away from a breakthrough.

"Let's make a concerted effort! Boys! Massacre the Righteous Alliance with blood!" The Infant Transformation Ancestor roared towards the sky with murderous intent, and many Demon Sect disciples also had murderous intent in their eyes and flew forward.

"The demons are coming, fellow Taoists, charge!"

The leaders of each faction rushed forward first. As the two sides were about to get close, several rays of magical light penetrated the sky, and the monks of the Wheel Sea also started fighting.

The drum beats had not stopped yet, but Mu Qing had already rushed out, singing and fighting!

The battlefields of Zhutai and Lunhai have already started one after another. At this time, the battle of infant transformation will also begin in Wangming Mountain, which is very far away from Tianhe Pass!

On the side of the Tianxie Alliance, the Wheel of Reincarnation sent out two ancestors, and the Six Desires and Evil Ghosts also sent out two Infant Transformation cultivators respectively.

The battle between masters of the Infant Transformation Realm was earth-shaking, and so many powerful people gathered together at once!

In the Tianxie League's camp, there was a mysterious figure wearing a huge and bloated gray robe, but there seemed to be a colorful halo surrounding him behind him, shrouding him entirely. This person was the extraordinary and talented leader of the Yaoguang Holy Sect.

On the Righteous Alliance side, there were quite a few people that Mu Qing was familiar with, including Elder Tian Heng, Master Hun Dun, and True Man Lei Xu.

“Master Yaoguang, it’s been many years since we last met. Back then, you were just a junior who had just entered the Wheel Sea Realm.” Master Hun Dun sighed with melancholy.

"I haven't seen you for more than four hundred years." A hoarse and experienced voice came from under the gray clothes.

Master Chaos said: "We were wrong about what happened back then, but you really went too far..."

"Hahaha! Old bastard! Are you trying to say that if you hadn't helped the tyrant, we would never consider becoming your enemy? After all these years, you are still so hypocritical." The Yaoguang Sect Master laughed: "Old bastard, what you regret now is just that you didn't kill me completely back then, otherwise I wouldn't have become a big worry for you now."

"Hunyuan Dao, I will come and settle accounts with you sooner or later. You all use the so-called righteous banner, but secretly do things like stealing and scheming. You are no better than the devil cultivators. To the victor go the king, and to the loser go the bandit. Only the victor is qualified to write history."

Hunyuan Shang's face turned red with anger.

"Hahaha, fellow Daoist, what you said makes sense. The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. The strong prey on the weak. There is no such thing as the righteous path or the evil path." There were some strangers in the righteous alliance. They all had strange faces, but they all exuded a demonic aura.

The leader of Yaoguang Sect looked at him coldly and said: "Big monster! You are the monsters from Nanhezhou!"

The so-called demons can speak human language, and after successful cultivation, they can even transform into human form. In fact, the big yellow bird that Mu Qing saw was also a demon.

As for the monsters, they are a group of animals that have not yet developed intelligence, and they are similar to the demon clan. Therefore, monsters are easy to tame and are more likely to be kept as pets by monks.

"Master Yaoguang has good eyesight. I am from the Qingqiu clan and have heard of your great name for a long time." A beautiful woman in a purple dress blinked her eyes. Her pitiful appearance, charming eyes, and sexy red lips combined together gave her a charm that could bring disaster to the country and the people and captivate everyone.

"I didn't expect that the demon race would also get involved in the muddy waters of the human cultivators. What conditions did they offer you?" said the Yaoguang Sect Master.

"It's nothing. Fellow Taoists from Shengyuanzhou may as well lead your troops back now. We will not disturb your cultivation. If a war breaks out, don't blame me for being merciless with my axe."

The one who came to speak was a man who was a foot tall, with sawtooth teeth and a round head. His voice was like thunder, his eyes were like lightning, his nose was turned up to the sky, and his red eyebrows were flaming. It was the demon king, the Red Mane Lion Demon!

"Hahaha! If you want to fight, you must be prepared to die. Many enemies of the same level have died when I smashed down with this stick." A giant black ape stood in the air, eyes like lightning, mouth like a bloody basin, teeth like swords and spears, staring fiercely at the man in gray, it was a demon ape.

The overwhelming demonic energy was rolling in, and no one would have thought that demons would join in such a crucial war.