Reborn Genius Doctor Yin

Chapter 373 The lore in the music technique (1)
When Mu Yueshuang, He Luotu and the others were still immersed in shock, in that short moment, the figure of the tiger anger weapon spirit had solidified, and the outline of the human figure was so strong, with distinct limbs, and even His fingers and toes are all complete. He is as real as a body soaked in blood. The only difference from a real person is that his face is still blank, and his facial features are not visible.

The sun was shining brightly at this time, and the faint light shone obliquely on the blood-colored human figure, emitting a layer of bloody light. The human figure was like a ghost crawling out of hell, which was creepy.

The people who were in a daze moved their eyeballs, and they all appeared in shock.

The spirit of the instrument is about to transform into a success!
A thought crossed the mind, and the dull-thinking people suddenly woke up, and then the blood in everyone's body almost froze into ice.

Once the spirit of the weapon has completed its five sense organs, it means that the condensate has been completed, and what it means for the spirit of the tiger's fury weapon to be formed successfully, they are now very clear.

At this moment, they didn't even dare to imagine the consequences.

The sound of the Three Realms shattering continued endlessly.

As for the ground below the drum of Tiger's Fury, a part of it abruptly disappeared, and the posture of Tiger's Fury and the ancestor of the snake cultivator also changed from the posture of Adachi to a floating state. The entire ground level has disappeared, but the difference is that the tiger's anger drum sinks deeper than its place, forming a giant tiankeng.

The half-naked ancestor of the snake cultivator, holding a mallet and a long rope, with fluttering hair, raised eyebrows, and an indescribable evil spirit all over his body. Unbridled.

Satisfaction is pride, and what his body language reveals is pride.

He has the capital to be proud of.

The spirit of the Tiger Wrath Weapon is about to condense, who can stop it this time?If the spirit transformation of the tiger's anger weapon is successfully formed, this is in Lu, who in this world would dare to compete with him again?

It's time for the mainland to be replaced, and he's been waiting for that moment for a long time!
Squinted eyes, glanced across the two silver realms of sound, and then stopped at the silver halo protecting a group of horrified people, looking at it, the ancestor of the snake cultivator somehow felt uncomfortable in his heart, yes, very uncomfortable , Why can those human beings get the protection of that person with all their efforts?Why why?
He is jealous, violently jealous!
Waving his hand, raising his wrist, the golden rope flickered like a spirit snake, and the club fell like a shooting star, smashing towards the drum.

The human being on the opposite side can survive the sound killing of the Three Realms, it is indeed very strong, but now, that person is vulnerable, he no longer pays attention to it, and he also wants to know, if the person being protected is in front of his eyes Will the little person vomit blood and die?

Swinging out the mallet, a cold smile appeared on the lips of the ancestor of snake repair.

That smile was very cold, gloomy, and so cold that it could make June fly away.

An Ruoxian and the others who were being prey suddenly felt a chill suddenly enveloping the silver tone realm, and the coldness penetrated the realm layer and flowed into the top of the head, attacking the whole body.

Suddenly, everyone felt numbness in their backs.

Shui Xiao, with his eyes focused, was clearly aware of the gaze of the ancestor of the snake cultivator. When he passed his side and turned his eyes, the eyelashes trembled and the corners of his eyes slightly lifted.

Her vision was still blurry, but she could barely see the scene in front of her eyes clearly, and she could see Xiu Xiu's expression in her eyes.

At a glance, she understood his intentions better.

Want to give her a gift?

He snorted secretly, feeling disdainful in his heart, persimmons need to be pinched softly, but, does he think that is really easy to pinch?If you want to give her a big gift, you have to ask her if she is willing to accept it!
With finger movement, the technique of playing the piano becomes more and more complicated.

"Boom..."

The mallet hit the drum, the blow didn't hit the front of the tiger as usual, but it hit the drum's waist, the sound resounded reverberatingly.

People in the silver halo felt the world of sound shaking.

But what they didn't know was that at the moment when the silver halo shook, they, together with the silver halo, suddenly disappeared from their field of vision.

The ancestor of the snake cultivator looked horrified, he knew that the blow did not hit the target, and the sound kill was invalid!

What a big deal it is that the sound kill is ineffective!Especially when you know the exact location of the real world, but you hit the air with one blow, it is like a thunderbolt from a clear sky.

How can it be?

He was stunned a bit.

At this moment, he also forgot that since he saw the water roar, too many impossible things have happened.

Just when he was stunned, the silver halo that disappeared out of thin air suddenly jumped out of the place where Yin Sha's blow was gone.

It, intact!

The ancestor of the snake cultivator shrank his pupils in shock.

Surprising!

So weird.

This is definitely not something that humans can do. How did that human being do this?

Even if he was not a Yin doctor, but after countless seizures and accumulation of dozens of lifetimes, even if he does not have a [-]% understanding of the Yin doctor's ability, at least he can say that he has a ninety-nine percent understanding. Not like he knows.

This should only be possible for gods to reach the level of touch. How can that human being do it easily?

A flash of panic shot across the tip of my heart like a shooting star, and a chill appeared in my body and mind.

The chill hadn't faded yet, and a soft cold voice sounded in the ear: "Wan Yin listen to the order, Wan Yin returns to one, go!"

There was a hint of hoarseness in the young man's voice, but not only did it not have any adverse effects on Qingyue's voice, but it added a solemnity to it, so that when it vibrated in the air, it was so clear and so solemn .

That sentence is inexplicably reassuring.

As the spring breeze blows, the agitated heart becomes peaceful, and the breaths of Feng Liuxing and others become gentle, natural and regular.

With a click, the ancestor of the snake cultivator's heart tensed, but the heartstrings were broken in an instant.

He made a dangerous move, broke the three realms with one breath, and used the power of the sound to kill countless creatures to condense blood and souls around the tiger's fury and drum spirit. Big, let alone die, dare to play ten thousand tones into one, ten thousand tones to one, draw ten thousand tones as the source, combine all ten thousand tones into one, the sound reaches, no living being can reach its peak.

It is the lore in the art of music.

Shocked!

There was only horror in his heart.

The unity of ten thousand voices can command all voices, but it is tantamount to suicide. Playing this voice will use the performer himself as the source of the sound to provide power for the voice that converges into one. The voice and who will play after the lore all depend on their own luck.

The lore in the sound is not used when it is not necessary to die, but that human sound doctor dared to bet his wealth and life, and recklessly played the sound of thousands of voices.

Are humans really not afraid of death?
For a moment, the ancestor of the snake cultivator even had a trace of respect from the bottom of his heart, a trace of respect for his opponent, regardless of other things, just having such courage and courage is worthy of respect.

(End of this chapter)