Ye Chen thought about the colorful song "Proud of the World" left in his mind in his previous life. This song is divided into eight parts, red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, indigo, and purple. Each color is a music score, and the last part is also

The most difficult thing to play successfully, it is said that only the gods can barely play it. If you play it forcibly, you will explode and die. It is called the Colorful Proud Song.

In terms of Ye Chen's cultivation level, the Red Ao Shi tune could barely be played, so Ye Chen memorized the music score of the Red Ao Shi deeply in his mind, and moved the dark pick in his hand quickly on the strings.

Suddenly, a majestic sound sounded.

Gangsters like Wang Liang and others who were born on earth listened to the music in a daze, and their hearts boiled with excitement. Although this is a modern song, it has similarities with ancient songs, that is, the momentum.

In the blink of an eye, Ye Chen was once again surrounded by a group of colorful lights. The true energy was swimming on the guitar, and countless notes slowly floated into the sky. Suddenly, dark clouds were covered, thunder and lightning were coming, and the wind was blowing.

It made Wang Liang and others shiver.

At this time, both the founder and the elders of the Fuhu Sect opened their eyes wide and looked at the changes in the sky in disbelief.

These processes may seem very slow, but in fact, including the process of Ye Chen's body changes, it only took one second.

Just when the disciples of the Fuhu Sect were in a daze, a red divine thunder, mixed with the sound of whistling wind, struck at everyone like a spiritual snake.

"Hurry up and set up the mountain defense formation."

When the founder of the Fuhu Sect saw the red divine thunder coming, he immediately shouted out. Upon hearing this, the ten elders did not hesitate to shoot all the true energy in their bodies into the eye of the mountain guarding formation.

Boom!!! With a loud noise, the mountain guarding formation was like glass, shattered by the red divine thunder. A three-foot-long crack slowly appeared in the void. Surprisingly, this crack was integrated with the sky.

The founder of the Fuhu Sect looked stupidly at the crack that was more than three feet wide, and exclaimed with his tongue hanging out: "How can this... red divine thunder have such a powerful destructive power? Even if it is my full blow, it will

It is impossible to break the space crack, what kind of magic is this?"

The disciples of the Fuhu Sect are already thinking of escaping. Without the mountain defense formation, the disciples will be like a pile of scattered sand. Although their number is a hundred times that of the enemy, their strength is there. If they continue to fight, both sides will definitely suffer losses.

However, time is something that no one can worry about. When Ye Chen saw that the mountain guarding formation was broken, he wanted to stop playing, but found that he could no longer control it.

"Wang Liang, take everyone out of here quickly, I can't control it anymore."

Wang Liang woke up from the shock after hearing Ye Chen's voice. He looked at Ye Chen deeply and led everyone away because he knew that Ye Chen would not be in danger because Ye Chen had used this magical technique.

Yes, if he were killed by his own divine art, he would really be the first person in the universe.

Seeing that Wang Liang and others had left, Ye Chen no longer stopped his hands that were no longer under control, and began to play crazily. The notes floating in the void instantly turned into countless red divine thunders, destroying the Fuhu Sect.

The station and disciples surrounded him.

"Haha, you can't escape even if you have wings."

Ye Chen laughed loudly, and countless red divine thunders were invincible, directly annihilating tens of thousands of disciples of the Fuhu Sect in the air. The founder of the Fuhu Sect frantically avoided the red divine thunders, but human physical strength is limited, and the red divine thunders

Thunder was infinite, and the old man could not resist the pursuit of the red divine thunder. His body was hit by the red divine thunder, and it turned into a wisp of blue smoke and disappeared into the air.

In the blink of an eye, countless red divine thunders attacked the Fuhu Sect's station at the same time. The Fuhu Sect and its internal disciples disappeared in this second, forming a huge pit with a radius of thousands of miles.

It was surrounded by trees and no grass could grow. From then on, the name Fuhu Sect no longer existed in the world of cultivation.

Ye Chen had finished playing the red song "Proud of the World", and his eyes were stagnant below him. The ground was lifeless, like a desolate desert.

"This divine technique is so powerful that it is impossible to think about it. I only cultivated in the Mahayana period, but I didn't expect that with one move, Daluo Jinxian and tens of thousands of cultivators were crushed to ashes."

At this time, there was endless emptiness in Ye Chen's eyes. He was afraid of his own strength. Fortunately, his cultivation level was still low. If he were stronger, he might be destroyed along with the planet, and his brothers and wives would be in his hands.

disappear.

Ye Chen trembled with his hands, and the small slice turned into a colorful light, blending into Ye Chen's left hand. The guitar seemed to be in perfect harmony, and it also disappeared into Ye Chen's body.

"It seems like you need to practice more, otherwise you won't be able to control it and the planet will be ruined."
Chapter completed!