Many people formed protective masks around their bodies to resist.
This shows how powerful this sound is.
Under this situation, Wang Teng still looked calm. He was like a supreme power sitting in the universe, and nothing could affect him.
No matter how rough the waves are, I am as steady as a rock.
when!
Finally, when Wang Teng hit the wine pot with the wine glass, a mysterious sound came out.
This voice seemed to come from the beginning of time, full of mist.
Everyone felt refreshed, as if their minds were cleansed and their minds were completely empty.
Then, this voice seemed to turn into a ferocious beast, instantly swallowing up all the voices of Young Master Wu Que.
Then an unparalleled momentum swept away, causing a strong wind to rise around Mr. De Wuque.
"Nine tracks of the Yellow River fall, the third track, the sound of Taichu?"
Mr. Wuque's face twisted and his pupils suddenly shrank.
As a young man from a sky-level galaxy, his cognition is much better than others.
I also know something about the Jiuqu Yellow River.
This is exactly the third song.
After Wang Teng discussed the music with him, he actually stimulated his potential and performed the third piece of the Nine-Medium Yellow River Luo, which surprised him.
Under the sound of Taichu, even he felt an extremely dangerous fluctuation.
At that moment, the chopsticks in his hand were inserted directly into the tabletop, making a loud bang and piercing the tabletop at once.
Then, endless sound waves rippled out, forming a bright halo barrier around him, which set off his immortal aura.
At this moment, he exerted all his skills in the art of music.
Only this halo barrier alone can be broken by few people in the territory of the Holy Lord.
Click!
It's a pity that the third song of the Yellow River is too powerful.
It hit like this, with an aura of collapse and destruction of all things.
Master Wu Que's barrier cracked open with clear cracks, and finally exploded directly. A fierce force shook Master Wu Que's body and made him fall back three meters. His hair was a little messy.
There was a sudden silence all around.
Although this blow did not cause any harm to Mr. Wu Que.
But you must know that this is a god-like, unattainable figure in the minds of many people. Even if it is just a ray of incarnation, you can look down here.
Now he was repelled by Wang Teng, this is too dreamy.
Many people are full of awe for Wang Teng.
In the confrontation with the incarnation of Mr. Wu Que, he had the upper hand, which was truly extraordinary.
"Young Master Wu Que, I accept the concession." Wang Teng smiled lightly and stopped banging the wine pot and dishes, saying.
This discussion on the art of music was indeed of great benefit to him. Originally, even if he reached the fifth level of the Saint Realm, it would not be easy for him to comprehend the third song of the Nine-Meander Yellow River.
His current success is really thanks to the pressure given to him by Young Master Wu Que.
Young Master Wuque's face couldn't help but become extremely cold. In front of so many people, he lost to Wang Teng, who was not taken seriously by him. It was simply unforgivable.
But since the discussion was over, it was necessary to stop it, and it was hard for him to make another move.
At the moment, he could only endure it and said coldly: "When the Xuantian Sect's monuments are opened, I will compete with you again. I hope you can still take it."
Many people were furious.
Everyone knows that Mr. Wuque has a hatred for Wang Tengji.
In no one's opinion, this is not a good thing.
Wang Teng sneered lightly and didn't care.
Along the way, he has offended many people, including this one.
Next, after talking for a while, it was already dark and everyone left here one after another.
The next day, early in the morning, outside Vientiane City, it became lively.
Countless geniuses gathered here, everyone was impatient, and the atmosphere was extremely noisy.
At yesterday's party, many geniuses had decided that today was the day to open the Xuantian Ancient Ruins.
This has been long awaited by everyone.
The place where Xuantian Ancient Ruins is located is a vast Gobi desert outside Wanxiang City.
This land of meteorites suspended in the starry sky is vast in area, the ground is dry and cold, and there are few plants.
In the very center of the continent, there are three bare mountains standing. Each of them is like a giant that has guarded this place from ancient times. They are tall and majestic. In front of them, everyone is as small as dust.
Halfway up each of the three mountains, there is an extremely powerful Chinese character written on it - Xuan, Tian, Zong!
The font swallows mountains and rivers, overlooking the stars.
It's like three powerful creatures, guarding here, making people awe-inspiring.
"Is this the Xuantian Ancient Ruins?" Wang Teng couldn't help but murmured.
On the huge mountain, there are many buildings located on each one, densely packed in a large area, but now they are all covered with dust, and only some traces can be seen faintly.
From this we can see how prosperous the Xuantian Sect was in the past!
After all, the area of a mountain peak is no less than that of a small star. The three of them together are really majestic and scary.
In addition, outside the three mountains, there is a faint layer of light covering the area. Although it is very thin, Wang Teng can feel that there are shocking fluctuations in it.
If others try to break through with brute force, they are bound to end badly.
"Yes, have you seen the ancient clock there?" Young Master Wuque, Princess Piaomiao, Zhu Lingxin, Zhao Lieyan, Gongsun Niu and others are all there.
The atmosphere here has been extremely lively.
There are also some geniuses who are crouching tigers, hidden dragons. Their total number is at least 300,000, and they are densely packed on this land, like a swarm of ants.
Young Master Wuque was suspended in mid-air, his body glowing like a god, illuminating the surroundings. He pointed to the front of the mountain and said.
Wang Teng turned his eyes and saw that in front of the gray mountain, there was indeed an ancient gray clock suspended. It had been covered with dust over the years and the real thing could not be seen clearly.
The area of this clock is more than 20 meters. It hangs down and exudes an oppressive smell.
With such a huge bell, it is hard to imagine what an amazing sight it will be if it is rung. "On the big bell, there is an ancient text, which records an ancient piano score. As long as it is played with a melody, the big bell will
The sound will automatically sound, and the entire Xuantian Sect's mountain-protecting barrier will automatically disappear, and we can enter." Mr. Wu Que
Zi explained.
Although he has some problems with Wang Teng, Wang Teng is the key figure for everyone to open Xuantian Sect, and that's all he has.
Wang Teng looked carefully and indeed found that on the magnificent bell body, there were some engraved characters like dragons and snakes entangled, which were accumulated in dust and could not be discovered without paying attention.
Wang Teng waved his sleeves and robe, causing a strong wind to blow away the dust, revealing some ancient dark gold fonts.
However, what surprised Wang Teng was that he did not recognize these fonts.
"This is not a word, but a relatively advanced musical note. If you haven't studied it, you will naturally not understand it." Da Ming Tianzun reminded. Although Wang Teng now has a lot of musical attainments, after all, he is only a monk halfway, and there are many aspects that are not enough.
