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This is not enough. Chu Chen used his soul refining to the essence and turned his soul into a small hairspring to capture the track of sound waves in the air, and then used the force of thunder to smash it.

In this process, Chu Chen's brain flashed.

Some alchemists have very strong soul power. They can even be used as martial arts skills. They can be released to the enemy. In an instant, they can shake the enemy's soul.

Chu Chen in the collapse of the sound of thunder, suddenly thought of this.

Magic sound is extremely powerful and can disturb the mind. If it is stronger, it can break the soul sea?

Although Chu Chen didn't understand the sound wave attack, he had the soul power to surpass others. Could it be changed into the same as the sound wave and could be used to attack the enemy.

"If soul power can be used as a martial art to attack the enemy, I will have one more card."

Chu Chen can't wait to think, simply sit on the grass, let the sound of thunder attack, and he, with soul power, grope for the sound wave attack track, carefully study up.

At the same time, imitate the sound wave and fight back with soul power.

Unfortunately, it was defeated in an instant. Compared with the sound wave, the soul power is too weak.

But Chu Chen didn't give up. Even if he didn't succeed in practice, he could choose sonic wave martial arts when he had a chance. When he combined with each other, his power would certainly become greater.

Magic sound, though terrifying, can't kill people after all. This is also the place considered by the elders who set up the magic sound valley. As a place of confinement, it's just a punishment, not a serious injury to the disciples.

The yuan power of Chu Chen is powerful. Even if he doesn't fight back, these sound waves just make the body very uncomfortable. The channels and Yuan Li are also disturbed by the impact, which ravages the body.

He could bear the pain.

But in this kind of perception practice, the sound of thunder finally disappeared.

On the fifth day, in the evening of the same day, there was another sound wave, which was the sound of the earthquake.

The scene, as if in front of us, the earth trembles, the river reverses, the mountains split, collapses, the rubble pierces the empty, shakes people's hearts.

Driven by this sound wave, Chu Chen seems to be in such an environment. The world around him is flipped in his eyes.

But Chu Chen, the body is like the evergreen pine, towering and immobile, any mountain collapse, flood raging.

His heart, incomparably firm, is like dark iron, cannot shake.

Perception, analysis, Chu Chen, still do the same thing, exerting soul refining to essence, dispersing soul power, wandering in the air, pondering the sound wave, imitating its attack track, the vibration frequency.

With the passage of time, the sound of earthquake disappeared rapidly. Chu Chen's eyes were closed and his face was pale. He did not fight against the earthquake and consumed too much. Instead, he used his soul power to understand the sound wave. Many times, when he directly collided, his soul power was impacted and he was hurt.

Chu Chen sat down for two days.

On the sixth day, there was no phantom sound. In the evening of the seventh day, another phantom came.

This time, it is the sound of the battlefield charge!

And it is no longer a single sound, but mixed with a variety of knives and guns collision, issued a clanging sound, cold weapons, like in front of us.

There are also countless soldiers, the sound of cold killing, incomparably heroic, straight into the sky, trying to shatter the nine days.

These illusory sounds, soft together, will immediately Chu Chen infection.

He seemed to see that on a vast battlefield, the momentum of the two countries was surging.

To fight together, like a million soldiers.

The blood, dyed red earth, a dark red, corpses, all over the wilderness, was trampled by horses, was kicked by people's feet.

Charge the battlefield, roll the knife, break the gun, finally, dye blood all over the body, bury the bone in a foreign country, this to a dead soul song, dry and strong, solemn and stirring.

"Kill! Kill! Kill

The war drum thunders, the fury flushes the crown, kills the enemy, smashes to pieces, for the country perishes.

That one, another, does not bend his body shadow, is fierce and fearless of death, and is indomitable. He has countless knives in his body, which is as high as the sky and as heavy as the mountain.

Only sound waves, but Chu Chen was infected, the real scene emerged.

He thought of the day when beilingzong was destroyed. He Yuanjun, a group of elders and even many disciples refused to surrender for dignity. They preferred to die, but they did not waver. Life and death coexisted with beilingzong.

Until the end, all the people were killed, blood dyed Lingxiao gorge, the bones of jiuxiao peak, how tragic.

Chu Chen can't help it any longer, his thoughts are flying, and he bursts out at the moment, with a long roar, startling nine days.

He was deeply infected, especially when he saw soldiers rushing to kill him on the battlefield. There was a fire in his heart, which was burning fiercely. He was more and more split. He could not help but clench his fist and wanted to kill him.

This roar contains too much soul power, and there is also the sound wave shock principle from the sound of thunder and earthquake. All of a sudden, it surges fiercely in all directions.

A long sound, shaking eight wasteland!

Magic Valley, at this moment, suddenly and violently trembles.At the moment, here, not only Chu Chen was punished, but also several other disciples were resisting the illusory sounds they met. However, at this moment, they were startled. They were afraid to retreat until they disappeared.

"What's the matter? How does the magic Valley vibrate?" In front of the valley, Lin Feng got up from the practice, full of suspicion.

In the outer courtyard, not far from the magic sound Valley, there is a bamboo forest. There is a stream beside the forest. There is a stone table beside the stream. There is an ancient Qin on the table. In front of the piano, there is a middle-aged man who is playing the piano but has not played it.

He was dressed in a white robe. His face was very young, but his black hair was mixed with a few wisps of snow-white hair, which fell down from the sideburns. If it was not for the vicissitudes of his eyes, he would definitely think that he was a young hero. In fact, his age was much older than expected.

At the moment, middle-aged white, feel a breath from the magic Valley, that vicissitudes of calm eyes, suddenly shot a touch of essence.

"The voice of the magic sound Valley is collected by me from various places in the western spiritual region according to the real environment. The purpose is to see if any disciple can perceive the real scene and get a certain chance. No one has ever felt it for so many years. Now..."

Thinking of this, the middle-aged man in white grabbed the Guqin and flew away quickly. In a flash, he came to the valley.

"Lin Feng, what's going on here? Are there any special disciples coming in? "

Lin Feng is very anxious. If there is something wrong with the magic sound Valley, he needs to be responsible. At the moment, when he sees someone, he is surprised and relieved at the same time.

"Disciple Lin Feng, I have met elder Bo, and I don't know what happened. Suddenly, the magic sound Valley has become like this. It's a special disciple..." "Lin Feng scratched his head," in the inside, a total of seven people, as if nothing special. "

The middle-aged in white can't see any useful information or ask more questions. His body flies up in the air, and in a blink of an eye, he falls on a mountain beside the valley, and the whole magic sound Valley is all under his eyes.

He closed his eyes slightly, and after feeling for a while, he immediately locked his breath into a corner.

And there, it is the independent space where Chu Chen is located.

"What a disciple, he realized the real scene by sound waves, and even sent out the startling roar and danced with the magic sound valley." Middle aged in white, his face was slightly surprised.

"For many years, this is the first disciple in the magic sound valley. In this case, I will test how amazing you are."

Then he sat cross legged and stood on the top of the mountain. He put the Guqin in his hand in front of him without any support. It was so stable and suspended in the void.

"Magic sound Valley, there are endless sound waves. Since you only sink into the sound of charge, I will add some difficulty to you."

He put his slender hands on the guqin, as if caressing a beloved, and slowly slide around. Then, with a sudden momentum, his fingers suddenly flicked, and a sound wave suddenly appeared and swept away towards the magic sound valley.

What's terrible is that the sound wave did not disperse, but condensed into a stream. It ejected straight into the space where Chu Chen was. With a brush, it penetrated the void. When it entered, it immediately dispersed.