Zhang Xing stood up and looked around. He found that the surrounding demons had clear eyes and were not affected by the melody of the Royal band.

I can't help but take a fresh look at the brocade.

At the same time, I also admire his precise divine control.

If other people, I'm afraid that the surrounding demon clans are confused by the fluctuation of music.

Zhang Xing's action did not cause the brocade clothing's shock, at least did not appear on the surface.

He is still dedicated to playing the Yuxiao.

This is just the beginning. If Zhang Xing is confused by the temperament at this time, he is not worthy of being his opponent.

The beautiful melody is really intoxicating. At the moment, the battlefield that attracts people's attention is like his personal concert.

At this time, not only thousands of sisters showed a look of stupidity, but also other young generation of demon clan men and women showed excited and crazy worship.

Even, there are many demon girls can not help crying out!

The young men of the demon clan were as if they had been beaten with chicken blood. Their whole body was boiling with blood, and they couldn't stop shaking.

If this is a concert, then, when the playing stops, it is the time for hundreds of millions of applause and shouts.

Brocade dress sees this scene also can't help but smile triumphantly.

Let's not say how powerful our temperament talent is, let's say that this ability to control the temperament. If you look at the quadruple heaven, no one can get out of it.

"The music of sound, the song of the devil!"

As soon as the flavor of the brocade clothing changes, so does the style of music.

A kind of powerful power with surging waves and thousands of troops swept towards Zhang Xing.

The surrounding demons seem to have seen countless clank demon family soldiers, wearing battle armour, waving iron daggers, and killing enemies in the battlefield!

Their original worship of the brocade clothes also instantly turned into the passion between their colleagues.

And, this kind of mood flies out from the head of the demons and quickly melts into the breath of the brocade clothes.

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Zhang Xing looks at the sound wave coming from the killing, and slowly makes a fist.

Eighteen roaring dragon phantoms rush forward.

"Ha ha! Again? "

The brocade dress can't help but be a little disappointed.

Maybe this Zhang Xing only knows this kind of boxing!

A young Terran who climbs up from the bottom, though a little shabby, is understandable.

But the brocade belt clothing also won't look down upon Zhang Xing's strength because of these small matters.

He took a sharp breath, and the mental power floating above his head was instantly sucked out.

With a hum, the magic song stopped, and the world suddenly became a dead silence.

It's like a second before Pangu opened the world.

The next second, a huge, seven note phantom bursts out of the Yuxiao.

And all the demons seem to hear the most beautiful fairy sound in the world, and almost all their spirits have to be integrated into it.

Those demons above the second level of the divine realm were immediately aware of the abnormal spirit.

Their faces changed, and they were in a hurry to use the power of gods and spirits to resist the plunder of this terrible demon sound.

"Quick... Assistant... Master Jin..."

many big demons want to stop the brocade belt clothes from using this magic power skill, but they are speechless and anxious.

If it goes on like this, I'm afraid there are only a few demon clans who can survive.

Other demon clans with weak cultivation will be absorbed by this huge magic sound, and die instantly.

This brocade dress is really too terrible, under his appearance of Yushu Linfeng, it is a cold-blooded and merciless face.

Demons... Are demons!