The Emperor of the Immortal Realm

Chapter Two: The Model of Our Generation

"ding ding ding ding ding!"

When Wang Zhu plucked the strings, the sound of the piano instantly sounded into the hearts of all practitioners, all Around the breeze was blowing, but the wind suddenly stopped.

"Qin Yin Silent Field!" Meng Rongrong said solemnly.

While speaking, Meng Rongrong also reached out and took out a red ancient zither. The ancient zither was like a Phoenix head carved.

Meng Rongrong sat down gently and placed the ancient zither on her knees. A swipe at hand.

"ding ding ding ding~ …………!"

Just a random wave, from Meng Rongrong, a violent wind suddenly blows, the wind is extremely thick, and it looks like a surging river , While Meng Rongrong was playing the piano, he rolled away.

"en?" Wang Spider's pupils on the opposite side suddenly shrank.

"expert!" Wang Spider said in surprise.

The strings in Wang Zhu's hands are also quickly plucked.

"hong long long!"

In front of Wang Spider, a violent wind suddenly hung up, just like the effect Meng Rongrong had triggered. The superimposed storm wind was extremely thick. Waved to see, like a rushing river, rolling away.

"ding ding ding ding~!"

Meng Rongrong and Wang Su kept plucking the strings, and their eyes were full of dignity.

Two powerful storms, like the Heavenly Retribution of the last days, wherever they passed, the rubble turned over, and the small hills separated by the center were suddenly swept up by the storm.

Two masters of Qindao expert duel, the mainstream erupts like a big river, billowing away! Some aftermaths, but ten tornadoes were rolled up in all directions.

"Ah!" "Ah!" "Ah!" …………

Thousands of onlookers were swayed by the strong wind, and retreated back and forth.

Even if you stand behind Meng Rongrong, you can feel the violent wind in Ling Li.

"The piano tone? What a violent piano tone!" Yan Chuan looked towards Meng Rongrong in surprise in the gale.

"Meow?"

"What? What did you say?" Dongfeng called decently.

The wind was too strong and the sound of the wind burst, and Yan Chuan's voice was hard to hear.

"Yan Chuan, let's step back, let's step back!" Dongfang Zhengpai yelled, so that the voice can be transmitted.

Yan Chuan shook his head.

"Then I'm going!" Dongfang roared that the first one ran away.

A few Confucian scholars on the side looked contemptuous. This is a duel between Julu Academy and others, to challenge others. As a great scholar of Julu Academy, you didn't want you to fight, so did you run?

Yan Chuan looks at the center of the field.

Two big river-shaped mainstream storms collided with each other. Although the imposing manner of the two storms is huge, the speed is not fast.

In the old days of Ryokyo, Yan Chuan only saw piles of sound waves. This is a pure sound river. No one at Two Great Powerhouses kept their hands, and the sound waves crashed away.

The two sound rivers have not yet touched, and in their center, a vacuum vortex is formed, like a wind tunnel, rotating strongly.

"ding ding ding ding ding!"

Meng Rongrong moved faster and faster. The two sound rivers finally collided.

"Boom~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"

all around A large number of mountains and rivers under the Sound River exploded and exploded. Originally The cultivators who hid on the side retreated again and again.

"Ah!"

"Help!"

"My God!"

Onlookers who were blown up everywhere .

Yinhe imposing manner, majestic. And in the center of the collision of two sound rivers. A huge vortex suddenly appeared.

"hong long long!"

Vortex rotates very slowly, but it carries the same powerful force from both sides.

"Sound Piping Void?" Yan Chuan asked in surprise.

"meow!" Meow clutched Yan Chuan's shoulder and struggled.

"Huh!"

Miao Miao turned into Yan Chuan's arms and hid in his arms, revealing a pair of big eyes secretly watching this magnificent scene.