The Genius of Formation and Immortal Cultivation

Chapter 119 Two Roars Take Souls (3)
A faint tyrannical aura rose from the bottom of his heart, while another clear and elegant aura slowly flowed down from the top of his head. The two opposing auras slowly merged to form a strange circle. Diffusion from the inside out.At this time, under the influence of the sound of the piano, the envoys from various countries gradually eliminated the fear in their bodies, and the tyrannical spirit in their hearts slowly rose, and the elegant spirit gradually retreated. It became distorted, and flashed in my mind constantly, the resentment of being assassinated, the annoyance in my heart, and the feeling of self-confidence that Tang Dynasty was not so strong, became more and more frequent, and the tyrannical breath instantly reached the endurable pole.And Wang Gong, who was lying on the ground trembling, his mind blank, stood up suddenly, his eyes turned a strange red, and shouted: "Big event..."

"Okay!" It was still a deafening roar, "Papa", it was still the applause that conveyed the words of the gods, this time the roar seemed to be more powerful than the last time, and the people around Fang Yunlong were shocked again He vomited blood, thin streaks of blood flowed from his eyes, nose and ears, and passed out.Fang Tianshui, who was relatively close to Fang Yunlong, was so shaken that he vomited blood, his whole body felt as if he had been struck by lightning, his heart felt abnormally uncomfortable, and his ears were buzzing.Without any defenses and falling into deep fantasy, the officials were even more embarrassed by the shock, and several people even fainted.Only the emperor, queen mother and the descendants of the royal family were not affected, but they were white-faced and beardless middle-aged people. When Fang Yunlong was shouting, he rushed to the steps and waved his hands lightly. Fang Yunlong's earth-shattering roar It became like a soft whisper in the ears of the emperor, queen mother and royal descendants.But the envoys of various countries were the most unbearable. They were so shocked that they woke up from their fantasy, lying on the ground, trembling all over, as if they could feel the anger of the gods, and they dared not have the slightest disobedience to the Tang Dynasty.Wang Gong, who was standing on the promenade, was directly shaken until his seven orifices bled, fell to the ground, and passed out.

The moment Fang Yunlong yelled out Yimeng's heartstrings for the second time, like the strings under Qianqianyu's fingers, it broke with a snap. I don't know whether it was the strings that were broken by Fang Yunlong's loud shout or the heartstrings. .Slightly raising his head, Yimeng saw Fang Yunlong standing in the crowd, and dimly saw Fang Yunlong's young face with bloodshot eyes, full of haggardness, but there was a charming and tolerant smile on the corner of his mouth.The tall and straight body like a pine tree looked unusually tall, but it slowly fell to the ground.Before falling to the ground, those bright eyes seemed to have passed through the obstacles of a thousand years, and came to him, watching quietly.At that moment, Yimeng felt a sharp heartache.

(End of this chapter)