Chapter 3400: Seventh tone

"This is the voice of the soul." Xiao Yi frowned and stared.
The curling piano sound is also a curling soul sound at this moment.
However, this is not only the soul power.
He really didn't know the Promise Eight Tone, and he had never heard of it.
However, everything in the world can become a martial soul.
This is the unique Soul Dao law in this world.
Different martial arts have different strengths and weaknesses, and have different requirements for the awakened talent.
In addition to talent, personality and many other factors are also included.
Promise eight sounds, like the first flame dragon sound, seem to be able to sound dragon flames, but this is not the real flame dragon martial soul.
The real Yanlong, that is as illusory as the Valkyrie, no one knows.
But there is no doubt that the real Yanlong is not only strong and powerful, but also has many magical abilities.
It wasn't whether there was a Yanlong Wuhun, even if there was, the first sound of the Promise Eight Tone was far inferior to the Yanlong Wuhun.
The sound of the dragon flame is just the sound of the piano, and this sound of heaven and earth inspires the dragon flame.
Then the second, third, fourth, and fifth sounds are the same. They seem to be one of the four clans of Heaven and Earth, but in fact they are obviously only the power of the first sounds when the ancestors of the four clans were born.
Now this sixth tone is the same.
It is not the real rain of martial arts, but the sound of piano and rain, which stimulate its power.
Therefore, it is not just the soul power.
If Xiao Yi wanted to break it, he couldn't rely solely on Soul Dao methods.
The sound of the piano around him continued to be intense, but the breath did not reach its peak.
Xiao Yi squinted and stared.
Hum...
Dongfang Dan suddenly pressed his fingers, curling the sound of the piano, and instantly became a rain of heaven and earth.
It was too large to the courtyard, and the rain was torrential.
The rain is pure and fresh.
Dongfang Danran pressed the string with one hand and waved with the other.
The rain around Xiao Yi suddenly changed into a blue water stream.
"Tianshui?" Xiao Yi frowned slightly.
Yes, in this torrential martial arts heavy rain, a piece of heavenly water power is derived at this moment.
This piece of sky water is now a whirlpool by itself.
Inside, the vitality breath is amazing, but at the same time, the breath is wild and unusual.
Inside the whirlpool, there was a terrible strangling aura.
The rain of the soul and Dao around him gradually changed his breath and became two strands.
Obviously it was the same torrential rain, but the two breaths of rain were again distinct.
The rain of martial arts seems to be split into two halves.
Half, amidst pity and sadness, full of life; half, under the majesty of the sky, full of destruction.
Xiao Yi frowned, holding the sword's hand tightly, "The same soul way has gone out of two opposite extremes."
"The soul is extinguished and flies away, but the soul is also a machine, and both are at the extreme."
Xiao Yi thoughtfully.
The rain of martial arts is divided into two halves, which are opposite to each other, but they do not exclude each other, like a yin and a yang.
And between the rain on the left and the right, it was exactly where Xiao Yi was standing.
In front of him, he looked like a shining mighty sky, breaking to pieces at any time; behind him, he seemed to be radiant and full of life.
It seems that it is going to be a step forward, one must die; one step back, one must live.
But Xiao Yi knew that next, was the real power of this ancient sixth tone.
Dongfang Danran's fingers lightly danced, and the words slowly came out.
"The Promise Eight Sounds are the eight trembling sounds of the continent that have appeared since the birth of heaven and earth."
"The occurrence and fall of every sound represents an earth-shaking change in the mainland."
"The birth and fall of every sound also symbolizes birth and destruction."
"When the sixth tone was born, it just marked the endless and wild years, but it also marked the beginning notes of the ancient years."
"By the time the sixth tone disappears, the rain of martial arts ceases, and the desolate land has become a land of vitality, and the land is full of flowers and trees."
"The creatures are already thriving in this continent, and gradually there are races."
"Now." Dongfang looked directly at Xiao Yi indifferently, "Hall Master Xiao Yi is between the birth and cessation of the sixth tone."
"Hall Master Xiao Yi, are you ready?"
"At any time." Xiao Yi said indifferently.
Dongfang lightly flicked his fingertips.
The Tianshui current that spawned before immediately poured into the rain between the two halves of martial arts.
The two rains of martial arts, which are mutually acme, but tend to be stable, instantly seem to be out of balance between yin and yang.
Tianshui water flows into a whirlpool on its own, but it collects the dense rainwater on both sides.
In a short time, the water vortex that day was already a devastating vortex.
Cang...
The purple lightning in Xiao Yi's hand immediately shook the sword body continuously and tremblingly.
"What a terrible atmosphere of destruction." Xiao Yi's expression changed.
That day, the water whirlpool sucked and gave birth to the extreme rain of martial arts on both sides, which was suddenly terrifying.
Dongfang's indifferent words came slowly, "There is no absolute so-called so-called."
"The sea is infinite, but my martial arts water whirlpool in rainy days is enough to contain the ocean."
Xiao Yi clearly felt that the aura, vitality, and vitality in his body were rapidly absorbed and quickly dissipated.
Cang...
Xiao Yi's arm shook, and the sound of the sword struck the sword.
"Fen Ji." Xiao Yi yelled violently. Inside, the fire-controlling beast grinned, and behind him, the sea of ​​flames burned torrentially.
"The ice storm eats the soul."
In the body, the Bingluan sword is a masterpiece of light, and in front of him, the ice and snow fall sharply, and the rain is full of ice.
His sword does not fear the sky or the Tao.
Both are extreme, extreme ice and extreme heat.
Xiao Yi slashed out with a sword and pointed directly at Tianshui to destroy the vortex.
When the sword was out for a moment, the balance between extreme ice and extreme heat broke instantly.
"Ice and fire blend together, my sword, dominate the world!"
Bang...
The ice and fire melted, and instantly became a vortex of ice and fire.
boom…
The ice and fire vortex and the sky water vortex collided instantly.
The roaring sound instantly overwhelmed the piano sound.
The roar didn't last long.
Rain, water, frost, and flames all dissipated in this roar.
The whole world has turned into a white vapor.
Hum...
The sound of the piano, at this time Fang came from a distance again, rushing to disperse the white air.
Cang...
The sound of the sword, rising at the same time, split the white air.
In the white air that covered the world, a channel was forcibly separated, half filled with piano sounds and half with sharp sword sounds.
At the two ends of the passage, the eyes of the two young men suddenly met.
One is indifferent, the other sharp.
Xiao Yi stood with the sword, without any damage.
Dongfang calmly pressed the piano with one hand, but the sixth string on the piano was already stuck, with a blood stain on his palm, dripping blood.
The outcome is known.
"You lost." Xiao Yi said coldly, "and this is the sixth tone."
Dongfang frowned indifferently, and then chuckled slightly, "Although it is an ancient soul sound, it is ultimately a Soul Dao method. It is nothing to be ashamed of losing to this generation."
Xiao Yi was the matter of this generation of soul emperor, in Basong, it has long been a secret.
Xiao Yi stared coldly, "You know?"
"In my judgment, you should be the one who waits for nothing. Of course, you won't be interested in my affairs."
Dongfang chuckled lightly, "I just don't like to step out of this courtyard, but I am not hiding from the world."
"I can still hear the conversations of the people in my eastern clan."
Dongfang was slightly embarrassed, "Hall Master Xiao Yi also knows, and now you, in our eight sects, can be regarded as thunder, people in the eight sects, there are many conversations."
Xiao Yi frowned slightly. He knew that Dongfang Danran meant even more that Xiao Yi, the guy who suddenly broke eight sects of ‘calm’ for countless years, has become the most popular and feared existence among many people.
In other words, there are many conversations that are true, but more of them are curses.
Xiao Yi nodded, "Go on."
Dongfang indifferently heard the words and exhaled slightly.
Hum...
Fingers fall, and the piano sounds instantly.
"This piano sound will be familiar to the host of Xiao Yi Palace."
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