My Fury Will Burn The Heavens

Shenyin Tianji is a very strange magical power. Strictly speaking, any rhythm can be regarded as Shenyin Tianji, but it has no strong attack power. Many rhythms make people listen to the beam for three days. Forget it, it can make people burst into tears, swell blood, and touch the soul. This is a very magical existence.

Jiang Yi began to study the Shenyin Tianji, and it was like opening a skylight and entering a magical world. He forgot to eat and sleep, forgetting where he was and the danger from the warring family, and immersed himself in it.

This enlightenment was a full March, when Jiang Yi woke up, thinking that only a few days had passed. For the past three months, he has been wielding a soft sword, making various strange sounds, and then using these swords to sing together to form a unique tune.

This tune is simple, but it explains all his understanding of the God of Music. The tune is very low, and the soft sword sword sound is not pleasant, so it does not sound very pleasant, but it has a feeling of irritability. If anyone hears this tune, there must be a madness and urge to run away.

This is a new type of god-inspired technique created by Jiang Yi on the original song of the god-inspired technique and the leaves blowing. Three months later, this has just taken shape. Jiang Yi is not very satisfied, but the power is definitely beyond the original God of Music.

"It always feels like something is missing ..."

Jiang Yi frowned. The new Shenyin Tianji power must have increased, but it did not achieve the effect he expected. When this tune came out in his mind, all listeners should lose their senses, go violent, and be unable to calm down at all, so that he could kill the enemy.

"Yes, the killing is real!"

Jiang Yi suddenly had a clever idea. His previous divine voice and heavenly skills were integrated into the true meaning of the killing, but this time it was not integrated. The true meaning of the killing is a good thing.

His eyes gradually became blood red, his murderous body rolled out, and the soft sword in his hand began to dance again according to a certain law. A crying sound was heard. This sound was more horrible than before, and the average Tianjun warrior would surely hear it. madly…

"Can't merge?"

Jiang Yi waved for a long time, and discovered a strange phenomenon. This time, the God of God's Voice could not be integrated into the true meaning of the killing. His murderous spirit and genre seemed incompatible and could not be integrated at all.

"Weird thing!"

Jiang Yi's eyes were restored to clearness, and then he became confused again. Like a neurosis, he constantly danced soft swords, releasing God's voice heavenly skills from time to time, and continually integrating the true meaning of killing. Over and over, he had forgotten to cultivate the elementary power, and forgot to realize the Tao pattern. .

He spent a huge amount of sky stone and went into the secret room for a hundred times to practice. However, he did not practice for a day, but studied the three-month God of the Gods in the secret room. At this moment, he was obviously addicted again. It is estimated that he would not necessarily wake up in Xuandi City. If anyone knows, he will definitely say that he is a prodigal.

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"I understand, I finally understand, this tune follows a restless route, the killing is really murderous, with bloodthirsty and madness in its essence, how does the genre completely wrong? It seems that I should change the tune, let The genre becomes fierce and violent, so that the true meaning of the killing can be perfectly integrated, and the enemy can become a bloodthirsty madman and lose his mind completely, hahaha! "

After more than two months, Jiang Yi burst into laughter, and the things that bothered him for more than two months were finally figured out by him. He also has a faint expectation in his heart. When Jianming is used to create a new piece of music, the power of killing will definitely increase a lot, let alone Tianjun estimates that ordinary demigods will be affected.

Of course, these are just his conjectures. As to whether it can be so powerful, it still needs to be verified, and it takes time to create a tune. His eyes returned to clear, and he swept around blankly, not knowing how long it had been. He thought about it and simply ignored it, and once again waved his soft sword nervously, trying to create a song that really matched the killing ...

"Oh!"

However, after five days, the restraint on the wall of the back room shone, Jiang Yi was awakened, he looked around blankly, his eyes were full of suspicion, and he delivered Tianshi for six months. If there was no accident, no one should disturb him. ?

He lifted the ban on the wall, swept out of consciousness, and asked Shen Shen: "What's the matter?"

"Sir, Xuandi City is approaching, and it is about to disembark at night."

A Tang family steward came and heard the sound. Jiang Yi blinked and rubbed his face in a spirited manner. He thought that the past two or three months had passed at most, but he had not expected that the past six months had passed.

"Time flies so fast, I didn't do anything, and Shenyin Tianji didn't fully integrate it, but half a year passed?"

Jiang Yi sighed a little, practice really has no time, no wonder the old saying goes: It's been ten years on the mountain! In practice, the martial arts will completely forget the time to go in quietly, plus the energy Dan, there will be no hunger at all, so it will always feel that time passes too fast and too fast ...

He stood up and touched the balayan's beard and nodded secretly. It seemed that the past six months had passed and his beard was so long. He went out into his cabin, took a bath, changed into a new black robe, and did not even shave, and became a vicissitudes middle-aged warrior.

It's still in the afternoon, and it's only after dark that he arrives at Xuandi City. Jiang Yi didn't rush out, but slept for two hours and raised energy. He woke up at sunset and released the divine mind to investigate the surroundings.

Divine thoughts scattered like a breeze and kept drifting southward, and many pictures appeared in Jiang Yi's mind. After a fragrant incense, his body shook violently. He saw a magnificent giant city that he had never seen before, and he saw a super mountain that was more towering than the snowy mountain.

There is a vast plain tens of thousands of miles away. There is a giant city in the plain. The city is more than the city of God-given by the city of Buddha. The wall is as high as 300 feet. The vicissitudes of breath seem to have existed since Henggu.

To the east of the city is a giant mountain that goes straight into the clouds. This mountain is steeper than Shenshan Mountain. From a distance, it looks like a pillar of sky that supports the sky. The top of the mountain is completely invisible and covered by clouds.

The most distinctive feature of this mountain is the road up the mountain. The road up the mountain is spiraling along the whole mountain and extending upward. The mountain road was clearly excavated in the mountain, and there was a flat step above. The mountain road winded up around the giant mountain, and eventually fell into the clouds, and felt that this was a road to heaven. It seems that as long as you walk up this road, you will eventually reach the fairyland.

"uncanny workmanship!"

Jiang Yi's investigation revealed that his heart was turbulent and his blood was boiling. In his mind, the image of the Emperor Xuan emperor stepping up to the heavenly road step by step, before the city below and on the plain, hundreds of millions of people kneeled down. What a magnificent history it is ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Only such a person as Xuandi can own such a magnificent city and strange mountain.

"A lot of people, at least millions?"

Jiang Yi's heart sank quickly, and in the plain below Xuanshen Mountain, all the sky was full of glory, just like the barracks of a million troops, so dense that he could not see the end. There are still many low-ranking poor warriors who don't have the awning, and sit directly on the floor, as if the old monk was settled.

"Well ... there is a breath of demigods, and a lot!"

In the state of heaven and man, he has a keen sense, and many demigods do not hide his breath at all. His heart was getting heavier and heavier. With so many people and so many demigods, could he go to Xuan Shen Mountain and enter Xuan Shen Temple?

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ps: The state is not very good, there are some cavins, everyone will see it, the sea, all water ...

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