Chapter 107： Tiangu

Hearing that Ling Xian's eyes flashed fiery suddenly.

A man in practice always has no resistance to things that can enhance his combat power, such as the powerful divine channel method, transcendental treasures, and he is no exception. Therefore, Mo Ruxue said immediately that there is a **** that is about to be born. At that time, there was a rush of hotness in his heart. Even the treasures that the Emperor of Chaos and Chaos said were incredible, must be rare treasures!

Looking at the hot-eyed young man, Jimo Ruxue politely poured cold water, and said lightly, "Don't expect too much, there are many powerful beasts crouching here. If you really cultivate, if there is a **** born, I'm afraid you don't even have a look at it. "

"Emperor, don't bring such a blow." Ling Xian smiled bitterly.

"I'm telling the truth." Jimo Ruxue was expressionless.

"Of course I know that you are telling the truth. With my micro-repair, I really can't compete with those super fierce beasts." Ling Xian looked bitter and said, "But the truth is always the most hurtful, emperor. Let's be euphemistic. "

"Euphemism?" Jimo Ruxue froze slightly, and spit out three words slowly after a moment of silence.

"I do not know."

Ling Xian was speechless, so she knew and said it freely, not to mention the complex and complex personality of Emperor Ping Luan. From her cold personality at the moment, she can see that she doesn't understand euphemism at all.

Jimo Ruxue looked calm, maybe she saw Ling Xian grinning endlessly, she suddenly said a word of comfort: "But don't be discouraged, maybe you can touch the fish in muddy water."

"I know what I am capable of. If those super fierce beasts are in the world, let alone muddy waters and fish, I'm afraid that as you said, you don't even have a look at it." Ling Xian shook her head slowly, a glimmer of confidence flashed in her eyes, With a faint smile, "However, since there is a fetish coming soon, why not take a look at me?"

"That's right." The Emperor Heiran nodded his head, and his eyes looked like autumn water, saying, "Wait, in three days, the fetish is about to appear."

"Sit and watch the storm, and smile to the world."

Ling Xian's mouth was raised, and Qingxiu's little face was full of expectations.

...

Just when Ling Xian was looking forward to waiting for the appearance of the fetish, an old man in white came from the gate of Wan Jianzong.

It is Situ Nan.

After being separated from Ling Xian two months ago, Situ Nan ran desperately, and Phi Xing and Dai Yue planned to return to Zongmen for help.

However, when he was only a thousand miles away from Wan Jianzong, he had strayed into a mysterious Dongfu. Although he got a good chance, he was upgraded to the peak of the Dandan period, but because of this, , Trapped for two months, until today, did not break the ban.

If it is normal, he will definitely feel happy. After all, it takes several years for each promotion of a small realm to reach the Dandan period, and it only took two months after he got the chance to break through from the middle period to Dandan. Dan Pinfeng is so unpleasant at such a speed.

However, Situ Nan was concerned about Ling Xian's safety and was not happy, but had a deep guilt.

At this moment, he was so anxious and full of sorrow that he stood at the gate of Wan Jianzong Mountain, took out his elder token, and then squeezed his hands to use Wan Jianzong's method of entering the mountain.

I saw the void trembling violently, and a huge golden portal slowly emerged, blooming with immeasurable light, gorgeous like a rainbow, and dazzling.

Above the golden gate, three dragons and phoenix dances are engraved, with three large characters on their heads.

Wan Jianzong!

One of the most powerful detached forces in Yunzhou!

Without hesitation, Situ Nan stepped forward, and suddenly, the golden gate rippled with a ripple of halo, sucking his body in.

"Zongmen ... I'm finally back, old man."

Looking at the towering twelve peaks, Situ Nan sighed softly, immediately took a step and flew towards the front.

He did not intend to return to the Tibetan sword peak, nor did he intend to visit the Immortal Hall where he taught, but planned to go to Wan Jianzong, where everyone talked, and feared life and death.

Of course, he didn't go there to kill him, but to play a drum.

Day of the drum.

As the name suggests, this drumming up to the heavens is a fetish left by Wan Jianzong, the founder of Wan Jianzong. Although there is no special divine power, anyway, it is also a magic weapon left by Wan Jian. Therefore, since the beginning of the second teaching, this thing has been placed on the platform of life and death. If the disciples have grievances or major news reports, but due to various reasons, they ca n’t meet the teaching, they can continue This sounds up to the sky drum.

Once sounded, the sound waves unique to this drum will reverberate through the entire Wan Jianzong. Except for the elders who are closed to death, seniors above the elders will come here for the first time to listen to the drummers to explain the reasons, To judge whether this matter is important, if it is important, those who beat the drum will naturally be rewarded, but if it is not important, then those who beat the drum will be severely punished by the martial law.

Therefore, Da Tiangu has not sounded for 160 years.

Today, Situ Nan is going to sound Da Tiangu, and beat Ling Xian!

"Lingxian, I believe you must be alive, don't worry, Wan Jianzong will send someone to look for you right away." Situ Nan looked dignified and slowly came to the stage of life and death. The crisscross swords on the stage of life and death were cut off.

Looking at the golden drum, which is as thick as a mountain, Situ Nan thought about it, and the golden drumstick flew to his right hand. Then he took a deep breath, and the drumstick on his hand fell heavily!

"Boom!"

With a loud noise, Da Tiangu's unique sound wave spread and resounded through the entire Wan Jianzong!

The next moment, there were countless shocking sounds on Twelve Peaks.

"I do! This is Da Tiangu's voice?"

"Who is so fierce, Da Tiangu, who hasn't been moving for a full 160 years, actually rang!"

"Come and see, maybe something big will happen!"

"Isn't it uncertain, but it must be. Is it that the other eight major gates have joined forces to attack me Wan Jianzong?"

"Don't say so much, don't you just know?"

A series of figures rose from the peaks, surrounded by vigorous mana waves, like locusts crossing the border, flying towards the direction of life and death.

Most of these people are disciples of Wan Jianzong, the worst is the cultivation of the base period, and the remaining part is the elders of Wan Jianzong, all of them are in the period of the Dandan period!

"It is indeed a magic weapon left by the old ancestors. Just tapping it will consume a quarter of the mana in my body, and the tiger's mouth is cracked." Looking at the golden drum in front of him, Situ Nan was shocked and pale. Some whitish, a drop of bright red blood dripped from his right hand, which was caused by hitting the sky drum.

This is also the result of his self-protection with the arrogant mana of the peak of Dandan. If he replaced this drum with a monk in the base period, I am afraid that the drum would not sound, and he would be extinct.

The horror of Da Tiangu can be seen!

"Not enough. One ringing alarmed ordinary elders, two ringing alarms twelve peaks, three ringing alarms, Lingxian's talent is unparalleled, his heart and soul are unparalleled, and his future achievements are unlimited. Immortal, looking for his case, enough to shock the palm to teach the real person, shocked the entire Wan Jianzong. "Situ Nan hesitated, his expression turned firm, and the drumstick in his hand fell again!

"Boom!"

It was another loud noise, the invisible sound wave spread, the golden light shone, and the entire Wanjian Zong was suddenly boiled!

If the first ring is just throwing a big slap stone into the lake, then the second ring is throwing a big stone with a large grinding disc, which will completely shake Wanjian Twelve Peaks!

"Ring again! Who is this man? What's wrong with him?"

"Oh my God, the first elder alarmed the ordinary elders, the second elder alarmed the Lord Twelve Peaks. Is this person full of energy, or is he stupid?"

"It's interesting. Doesn't he know that if the report is overdone, or it's just a trivial matter, then he will definitely be punished by a thousand swords. You know, it's not small to tease the Lord of Twelve Peaks."

"Haha, no matter whether this person is full of energy or stupid, dare to step on the stage of life and death, and knock on the celestial drum that no one dare to knock for 160 years, this person's courage is worthy of praise."

On the twelve majestic mountain peaks, a number of elegant figures emerged, each of them exuding a mighty divine power, like a true immortal, heaven descended, and the momentum of terror swept away. !!

It is the Lord of the Twelve Peaks of Wanjian!

Except for Yunfeng, who has not yet returned to ask the Lord of the Jianfeng, the rest of the eleven peaks are here, and even the Lord of the Tibetan Sword Peak who has always seen the dragon and never seen the tail is also listed!

It can be seen that how important Da Tian drum sounded twice for Wan Jianzong was that the Lord of the Twelve Peaks appeared together!

"Unfortunately, ask Master Jianfeng is not present, otherwise our Master of Twelve Peaks can gather together once." A scholarly man, like a scholar, chuckled.

"If I remember correctly, the last time we had twelve of us together was sixty years ago. Time passed so fast." A kind old man sighed softly.

"I don't care about this. This person actually sounded a tiantian drum when I was retreating. If what he reported was just a trivial matter, Lord Ben Feng would never spare him." A woman with a frosty face Said coldly.

"You don't know if you go to see it, but the breath of this person is a bit like the law enforcement elder of Zang Jianfeng ..." The mourner of Zang Jianfeng murmured and took the lead in the direction of life and death.

Several other people also left, one after another, and the horrific momentum spread all the way to the stage of life and death!

However, just when the eleven peak masters arrived at the life and death stage, Situ Nan had already lifted the golden drumsticks in his hands, and then dropped heavily!

Just listen to the bang, the third drum sounded!

Suddenly, the monks of Wan Jianzong collectively lost their voice and fell into a dead silence.

The gigantic Wan Jianzong can be heard at the moment.