Chapter 1494

Stand under the drum of war merit.

Qin Huan held a heavy drumstick in his hands and closed his eyes.

Qin Huan wanted to play the drums as much as possible because it was related to the merits of war and the blood of fierce animals. In this way, he would get more merits.

After spitting out the turbid air, Qin Huan's body roared, and the powerful body of the congenital holy body burst into light at this moment. Qin Huan raised his hands fiercely, holding a drumstick and injecting strength into his arms.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Qin Huan's speed was not fast. He was beating the drum. When he was beating the drum, he felt carefully that since the war drum was so difficult to beat, there must be some force to stop it. Therefore, Qin Huan wanted to see what this force was.

With Qin Huan knocking, everyone stared at Qin Huan. Almost every time Qin Huan knocked, they would meditate.

Jiuzhong's crippled life turned out to be Jinwu Shengwei, which puzzled many monks. They were even more jealous and unwilling. Some even speculated whether it was Zhan Yaozu's relationship.

Now, beating the War Merit drum is undoubtedly the best way to reflect personal strength.

Therefore, they wanted to see if Qin Huan really had the strength or whether he was the only one who could become Jinwu Shengwei.

"Bang bang!"

A rhythmic and dull sound echoed in Qin Huan's ear.

Because there was a sound insulation array, others couldn't hear it, but Qin Huan in the sound insulation array, the drums all hit Qin Huan's eardrums.

To Qin Huan's surprise, there was a certain rhythm in the drum. The rhythm rushed into his ears and echoed in the spirit, which aroused all the war intention in his heart.

Qin Huan's eyes gradually turned red when he hit the 52nd time, and the sense of war in his body could not be restrained.

At the seventieth stroke, Qin Huan's war spirit had reached the essence, and Qin Huan was completely immersed in the sound of drums. The surging war spirit in his heart made his blood boil.

The drum sound seemed to contain some force, which forced Qin Huan not to stop the drum sound.

"Bang!"

When the 71st drum sounded, the sound passed through the sound insulation array and echoed over the square.

The monks who gathered in the square and stared at Qin Huan were stunned at first. Then, they turned to check other drums, thinking that someone had reached the limit and let the drums reverberate.

Looking around, they didn't find it. Moreover, they were acutely aware that the drum came from Qin Huan's sound insulation array.

"What's the matter? It's only seventy-one, how can there be a drum echo?" after confirmation, the monks were all covered with fog and wondered.

"The drum echoes at the sound of 71... It's impossible... The sound of the drum echoes after a hundred times, and the sound of 71... Unless he's not Zifu Yizhong, wait! He's not Zifu Yizhong? He's a pseudo saint!!" the famous friar in armor suddenly exclaimed.

One word startled thousands of waves!!

Everyone watched with wide eyes. Qin Huan, who was struggling to beat the drums, was roaring in his mind.

Pseudo saint??

How is that possible?

Although it is true that the six robbers in Wonderland may pass the examination of the emperor's xuanhuang four character soldiers, you know... Qin Huan wasted the hands of the three burly monks in the purple house before!

The speed and power are by no means what fairyland six robbers and pseudo saints can do.

All the people who joined the invincible camp with Qin Huan were numb. You know, Qin Huan fought with the people of the ancient bone family on the empty ship and injured the ancient bone family. How can such a terrible force be possessed by the pseudo saint??

"If... If he is really a false Saint... Then his strength is really terrible!!" some friars exclaimed, and they couldn't help looking at the burly friar.

But I saw the burly monk kneeling there with a dull face. I couldn't believe it. I couldn't believe that a pseudo Saint had wasted his hands!

The young man in blue armor was grim and ferocious on his face. He was provoked by a pseudo saint??

Staring at Qin Huan's back, the young man in blue armor looked uncertain. He had already made a decision in his heart. After Qin Yu knocked, he would want Qin Huan to look good.

"Bang bang!"

Qin Huan didn't know how shocked the monks around him were. At this time, he completely sank into the drum. The infinite fighting spirit in his heart made Qin Huan crazy.

In the past, he had stepped into the war mood and peeped into the doorway of the war fairyland. At this time, beating the drum directly let him step into the war fairyland.

At the back, the war drum roared and burst out a force. This force tried to stop Qin Huan, but every inch of Qin Huan's flesh and blood completely immersed in it burst out a powerful force, forcing him to vent his huge strength.

Gradually, Qin Huan's body was in full bloom.

The rapid and dull drum sound constantly reverberated between heaven and earth, and the drum sound seemed to contain a charm sound, which made the listener's sense of war surging. After hearing it, some new purple friars couldn't restrain their sense of war from spreading out.

"I... I can't control the fighting spirit in my body." some friars were terrified, and their faces were filled with strong fighting spirit.

I'm afraid if there were fierce beasts in front, they would all flock!

"Roar!"

Qin Huan was completely immersed in the drums and almost lost his mind. At this time, he had only one idea - to keep the drums going

So that Qin Huan would inspire his whole body. Even the death intention hidden in the depths of the spirit broke out and completely integrated into the drum sound.

Qin Huan waved a drumstick, but he suffered from the friars in the square. Most of these friars are new friars, and their accomplishments are Zifu Yizhong.

The rapid and thick drum sound turned into a sound wave, which constantly impacted every Friar's eardrum and soul.

In a trance, the drum inspired their dusty emotions, their desire for strength, their memories of the past, their confusion about the future, their thoughts of their relatives, their resentment against their enemies, and their unwillingness to the world.

At this moment, it broke out in an all-round way. Their eyes were red and their fighting spirit was rolling and boiling.

"Ah ah!"

"Ah ah!"

Roars from the bottom of my heart rang through the sky, and the terrorist war of hundreds of thousands of monks stirred the clouds above.

The whole square seems to be about to become a battlefield.

"Bang bang!"

The dull and rapid sound of the war drum covered all the roars and echoed between heaven and earth.

Under the war drum, Qin Huan's eyes were red with blood. There was blood in his flesh from his pores. Colorful blood burned all over his body, and all these blood were shining.

Qin Huan felt that a force was about to rush out of his body. He heard beasts roaring, fierce birds roaring and fierce animals roaring.

On the square, I have long had experience. When the drum rings, I close the six senses. All the friars who are not affected by the drum are frightened. Looking at the surging war spirit filled the square and the ferocious and crazy roaring friars, they are extremely frightened one by one

They never thought that the newcomers were so terrible that they made all of them enter the realm of angry war with war drums

How many years has such a situation not happened?

The young man in blue armor, who was thinking about how to teach Qin Huan after Qin Huan played the drum, was trembling. This time, he was not angry, but shocked.

He never thought that the man who dared to provoke himself was so terrible that he put the war drum into the Artistic Conception!

After a long time, the young man took a deep breath and couldn't help retreating. With this drum sound alone, the people in front of him will be vigorously cultivated in the invincible camp. In the future, it's only a matter of time to become a real Jinwu Shengwei.

Even, it can become the rumored war drum division!

You know, the war drum Division has a high status in the alliance of the heavens because each war drum division is too meaningful to the alliance of the heavens.

"Boom!" Qin Huan roared angrily. He poured all his strength into his hands and tried to bombard the war drum.

The battle merit drum suddenly burst into light. In this light, there was a fierce beast roaring up to the sky

"How is it possible!!"

At this time, the monks who were still awake all around only felt their pores explode and fell into endless shock.

The war drum appears