Supreme Lord

Above the sky, rising winds, scudding clouds roar like the sea.

The dark clouds are rolling and boiling!

The sound of thunder is constant, and the mountains and rivers are shaking.

ka-cha!

Another red thunder emerged from the dark clouds like a Flood Dragon and exploded in the air.

Ten Dao!

Hundred Ways!

Three hundred roads!

One after another, the red thunders continued to condense and explode.

Five hundred ways! Six hundred roads, Nine Hundred Ninety Ninth road red thunder.

Looking at it, baring fangs and brandishing claws in the air like a Nine Hundred Ninety Ninth red dragon, it is terrifying and terrifying.

Everyone in the five-color garden raised their heads, horrified, shocked, some were flushed, some were pale, excited, scared, and panicked.

Just now Gu Qingfeng played the Nine Hundred Ninety Ninth Dao mysterious in Great Cyan Mountain, which is unbelievable.

After the Great Perfection mysterious, the imposing manner of rising winds and scudding clouds is even more incredible.

At this moment, Nine Hundred Ninety Ninth’s powerful red thunder flashes and explodes, which is already stunned.

Everyone knows that Fengqi Great Cyan Mountain contains Nine Hundred Ninety Ninth Dao Chi Lei mysterious, but because Fengqi Great Cyan Mountain’s tunes are mostly created by the king, no one knows how to play Come out, therefore, until now, the mysterious that everyone played is just a kind of pseudo mysterious, meaning that there is only the sound of red thunder, but it has failed to draw the real red thunder from the clouds.

This person.

This white clothed man, not only played the mysterious Nine Hundred Ninety Ninth, but also played the imposing manner of rising winds and scudding clouds. Now it’s even more terrifying, and it’s actually drawn from the clouds. Come to the real Chixiao Thunderbolt.

Thunder rang out!

rising winds, scudding clouds change!

Cover the sky and the sun!

Chixiao thunderbolt is angry!

This is the artistic conception of Great Cyan Mountain!

Everyone present, Wuhen, Li Qianhua and other geniuses of temperament, their faces are gloomy and uncertain. They seem to be unbelievable and cannot accept this scene, including Qingxi, she is no exception. Like everyone else, he raised his head and stared at the red thunder scene in the sky dumbfounded, excited, surging, and obsessed, and at the same time more surprised.

She didn’t know how many times she had read this original score of Great Cyan Mountain, nor did she know how many times she had played it.

However, so far, she has only been able to play more than six hundred mysterious. She said it was mysterious. In fact, she knew in her heart that it was just that the thunder and explosion could not be called the real Chilei mysterious.

She also knows that there are some tunes created by the king in the score. She has been comprehending it all the time, but unfortunately, she still can’t really play it because those tunes are really too bizarre, she doesn’t She knows what techniques to use, and she doesn’t know how to guide the spirit, control Divine Consciousness, and spirit strength to play. For this reason, she has also consulted many samsara reincarnation people. What made her lose is those samsara reincarnation powers. Facing this wind, Great Cyan Mountain couldn’t start.

She never thought that a person could not only play the imposing manner of rising winds, scudding clouds like the Great Cyan Mountain, but even the angry mood of the red sky thunderbolt. come out.

This is incredible!

She just looked at it like this, at the angry mood of Chixiao Thunderbolt, and could even imagine the scene when King Chixiao slaughtered Great Cyan Mountain.

She was born in modern times, and she has not experienced the things of the year, so she can already imagine it.

And some of the musical Grandmasters in the venue have been cultivation for more than a thousand years. They are all Old Seniors from the Northwest. Some of the musical Grandmasters even witnessed the Chixiao King with his own eyes. The storm thunderbolt slaughtered more than ten Sect thousands of people in Great Cyan Mountain.

The scene back then is the same as it is now.

The wind and clouds suddenly change, thunders and thunders explode, covering the sky, and thunderbolts.

The King of Chixiao stood above the sky, his black hair was dancing in the gusty wind, his clothes were frantically ringing, his hands stroking the piano, unpredictable, bringing up afterimages, red thunders after another. It’s on Great Cyan Mountain. Those people have nowhere to escape. They are broken to pieces. The song is over. Great Cyan Mountain is already blood flowing into a river…

I remember the scene of the year. , Still makes people excited, and also makes Mao fear again and again.

Here.

Withered Wood Old Master standing next to the pavilion, looking up at the red sky thunderbolt’s angry mood, he looked very excited, his face flushed with excitement, and his excited body could not help shaking , He just looked at it, his mind was confused and his mind was blank.

When Gu Qingfeng’s hands stopped dancing, the song ended.

The strong wind gradually stopped,

The sound of thunder and explosion became weaker and weaker.

The dark clouds that obscured the sky and the sun changed and disappeared.

The red thunder that looked like a Flood Dragon was also faintly discernible……

I don’t know how long it has been.

I really don’t know, no one pays attention to the passage of time. Everyone in the field sinks into the wind, the red sky thunderbolt of the song Great Cyan Mountain. Stopped, the thunder disappeared, the dark clouds disappeared, everything was restored as before, as if the rain had cleared, and it was rebirth after a catastrophe, and everyone in the field slowly came back to his senses.

But it just came back to his senses. No one spoke, and even forgot to breathe. They all looked at the white clothed man standing in the pavilion with weird eyes, just like watching Just like Ghost God, I can neither believe it nor accept it.

At this moment, they are all thinking about a problem.

That is whether the white clothed man in the pavilion is really Young Master Yan.

Everyone knows that the true Chi Young Master Yan has the body of a rock and absolute power, and at the same time, his temperamental attainments can be called “matchless in the world”.

Although many people have witnessed this man crushing a natural treasure with bare hands in Xiaozhe Mountain Villa before, everyone is still doubtful. After all, crushing a natural treasure can only prove that the fleshy body is powerful The strong fleshy body of Chi Young Master Yan does not mean that the strong fleshy body is Chi Young Master Yan, even more how everyone does not believe that a person with scattered ashes and dispersed smoke can die and resurrect.

However, now everyone does not know whether to believe it or not.

The strong fleshy body may not be Chi Young Master Yan, but a person is not only strong Fleshy body, but also has the same temperamental attainments as the Chi Young Master Yan. This has to be believed.

Pretend?

The appearance can be faked, and the cultivation base can be faked.

The fleshy body is powerful and can be impersonated, and the rhythm of matchless in the world can also be imitated.

However, when these four beings appear in one, it is not easy to impersonate.

Where can I find someone who has a strong fleshy body, a matchless in the world, and a golden core cultivation base, whose length is exactly the same as Chi Young Master Yan?

Not only are some people thinking about whether Gu Qingfeng is the Young Master Yan or not, but also some people are thinking about whether he is a descendant of the king.

Everyone knows that if the person in front of you is really the young Master Yan who was scattered ashes and dispersed smoke three years ago, then he is very likely to be a descendant of the king, because scattered ashes and dispersed Smoke can still die and be resurrected, things that violate the law of walking the heavens-defying road, I am afraid that only the descendants of King Chixiao can do things in the world.