Chapter 839

Gongsun Xiao was completely stunned. As Ye Qing said, she had done her best and still couldn't win in music.

Next, the song sung by Ye Qing made Gongsun Xiao's face black and almost gushed old blood.

"Cai goukun, what are you doing? What about the background music? Get it up!"

Ye Qing said hello, but didn't hear a Kun's response. This guy, after coming to Donghuang Shengzong, played and disappeared. He didn't know where to fool around.

Recently, the intelligent sound is on ah Kun, and it has become a prop for ah Kun.

Ye Qing originally wanted to have a smart sound accompaniment, but there was no way. She couldn't get a smart sound, so she had to play in person.

"Blow and blow my pride and indulgence. Blow and blow can't destroy my pure garden. Let the wind blow and let it be chaotic. Indestructible is the prospect of my end..."

A popular "wild son" sang, and the atmosphere suddenly became hot.

The passionate singing echoed in the martial arts arena. Many neizong disciples were silly and couldn't understand Ye Qing's routine.

Ya, people are playing the piano. It's so elegant that you can sing when you come up. It's still such a cool song. It's too disharmonious.

"Keep walking in the direction of the strong wind, blowing and blowing my pride and indulgence..."

Ye Qing sang selflessly. While singing, he did not forget to mobilize the atmosphere of the scene. His eyes swept in all directions and said loudly, "friends on the left and friends on the right, sing with me!"

Ye Qing himself got up, and the neizong disciples present were confused and forced.

However, with the passage of time, Ye Qing's devotion touched many neizong disciples present. They couldn't help being infected by Ye Qing's passion and singing.

"Blow my pride and indulgence..."

The vigorous music spread all over the martial arts arena. More and more neizong disciples joined the singing camp, followed Ye Qing's rhythm, released themselves and sang wildly.

The elder in the sky turned black and almost vomited out his old blood. He couldn't imagine that things would evolve like this.

"What's wrong? A group of young people are singing? Can you stop?" the elder scolded.

However, the big elder's scolding seemed to be useless. Almost 90% of the neizong disciples in the martial arts field burst into singing.

"Blow, blow..."

Suddenly, the nine elders Xia Houliang began to sing. As an elder, he didn't want to be with Ye Qing, but then again, the song was too exciting and catchy. He couldn't help singing.

"Lao Jiu! What are you doing? What's the style?" the elder shouted.

"Blow, blow..."

"My pride indulges..."

"Let the wind blow and let it mess..."

"Blow, blow, I'm not afraid of barefoot..."

The nine elders were stunned. He found that other elders around him began to sing. Except him, the nine elders were occupied

"I'll go..."

The elder was speechless and refused in his heart because it was damaging to his image. As a respected elder, he couldn't accept singing with neizong disciples.

However, two minutes later, the elder fell to the enemy and was completely influenced by Ye Qing's magical rhythm and sang together.

For a time, everyone in the martial arts arena was singing. Under the leadership of Ye Qing, they all sang selflessly.

Later, even Gongsun Xiao, who was powerful and proficient in music, couldn't help singing with Ye Qing.

After singing a "wild son", Ye Qing didn't feel full of fun, so another magic music began.

"My skateboard shoes are the most fashionable. I can't help rubbing on the smooth ground on my way home..."

"Step by step, step by step, step by step, like claws and teeth, is the devil's step, is the devil's step, is the devil's step, friction, friction on this smooth ground!"

Ye Qing completely got up and looked at the whole audience. I don't know when, there was an extra microphone in his hand. He put it to his mouth and shouted: "friction, friction, step by step like claws and teeth, is the devil's pace, is the devil's pace, all friends, sing together!"

Ye Qing is emotionally engaged and has the appeal of guns. While singing, she rubs her shoes on the ground.

"Friction, friction, step by step, like claws and teeth, is the devil's pace..."

Ye Qing rubbed the ground while singing, which made the neizong disciples present confused.

After a short shock, the neizong disciples followed Ye Qing's beat and sang together.

Moreover, they have not forgotten the movement of their feet and rub madly on the ground.

The scene was a little spicy. At the beginning, some neizong disciples with weak power of God and soul were easy to be affected, so they sang along with Ye Qing.

Later, even Zhao Wenguang and Qiu yexuan couldn't resist the magic music and rubbed together.

Finally, the nine elders fell one after another. Although they refused in their hearts, they couldn't help rubbing on the ground.

Another elder didn't wear shoes and rubbed his bare feet on the ground

Gongsun Xiao persisted for the longest time and resisted all the time. She didn't want to dance with Ye Qing's rhythm, but in the end, she failed.

The so-called magic sound has long been ineffective and has been completely destroyed by Ye Qing's blowing and blowing and the devil's pace.

Gongsun Xiao's heart almost collapsed. As an elder proficient in music, she lost to an inner sect disciple. She was so embarrassed that she couldn't accept it

In the martial arts arena, the happy singing continued for three hours. Ye Qing just stopped singing and was a little tired.

When ye Qing stopped, many neizong disciples were still singing and rubbing on the ground.

"Eh, it seems that Ye Qing didn't sing?"

"Strange, why can't I stop? This song is so fun. I go, rub, rub on the smooth ground..."

"It's the devil's pace, it's the devil's pace, my God, Ye Qing is so talented that she invented such fun music!"

Many neizong disciples are also immersed in the rhythm of friction, dancing like ghosts and animals and singing in the voice of a male duck.

The loud voice even went beyond the scope of the martial arts field and spread to the outside. The magic music of friction echoed among the peaks of Donghuang Shengzong.

At the same time, it was ah Kun, who was looking for natural materials and earth treasures in the mountains, who heard the magic music, couldn't help dancing in situ, and the dog's paws rubbed on the ground.

"I'll go. It's a familiar music. I've heard it on the smart stereo before!"

While ah Kun was talking, he took out his smart stereo. Then, a song "my skateboard shoes" was released with a loud voice to accompany the neizong disciples in the martial arts arena.