The figures of Ji Liao and Yue Chenglong attracted the attention of the Qianhuan Sect disciples. They all stopped and looked towards them.
Ji Liao passed through the crowd and arrived in front of the Thunderous Drum. He casually glanced at the Thunderous Drum, and his aura exploded, and a strong wind spread out in an instant.
The disciples who were standing around were swept away by the sudden momentum. They stumbled back dozens of steps before regaining their balance. Some of the disciples who were standing around were even more unbearable and rolled out. Only the young man who was practicing body training took a few steps back. , will stand firm.
Ji Liao's momentum disappeared in a flash, and these disciples of Qianhuan Sect stood firm and looked at Ji Liao in shock.
"Later stage of foundation building!" At this time, someone took a breath of air and exclaimed.
Ji Liao's actions just now made them unhappy, but when they sensed Ji Liao's huge aura, they swallowed the words they were about to curse into their stomachs.
Yue Chenglong also felt Ji Liao's aura, a light flashed in his eyes, and his heart skipped a beat, "Although this person is in the late stage of foundation establishment, this aura is infinitely close to the early stage of the Golden Core. How is this possible? What kind of skills does he practice?"
Ji Liao looked relaxed and said casually, "Please!"
Yue Chenglong withdrew his gaze, not thinking about anything else, and sneered in his heart, "No matter what your cultivation level is, I have been practicing physical training for many years, how can I lose to you."
Yue Chenglong has the confidence to think so.
Physical training is fundamentally different from cultivating the Tao. Cultivating the Tao is to breathe in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and return it to one's own body, which has reached the unity of heaven and earth. In other words, the higher the cultivation level, the stronger the Taoism.
Body refining, on the other hand, absorbs the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to strengthen the physical body. It has reached the level of sanctification of the physical body. It is a completely different concept from cultivating the Tao. The most obvious manifestation is that the combat power of monks who refining the body is often higher than that of other monks of the same level.
Yue Chenglong looked at Ji Liao playfully, "You are so scheming, Master Miemen, I think you want to see how many drum sounds I can make. Once I hit too many, you should stop playing to avoid embarrassment."
Ji Liao still had an indifferent expression, "How about Ji come and see you first?"
"Hey, wait, we don't have any big grudges. I'll do it first, but I'll do it later. If you don't feel as good as me, you don't have to do it. You just need to apologize to me respectfully. No, Yue will not care about you anymore." Yue Chenglong waved his hand casually and said loudly.
Ji Liao frowned, glanced at Yue Chenglong, said nothing, and took two steps back to make room.
"Today I will let you know what it means that there is a world outside the sky and there are people outside the world."
Yue Chenglong glanced at Ji Liao with a sneer, then moved and faced the Zhentian Drum.
He pinched a spell in front of him with both hands, his eyes suddenly opened, and the skills in his body began to circulate. In an instant, his robes fluttered, and a strong wind came out of his body.
"drink!"
Yue Chenglong danced with his hands, and his figure immediately skyrocketed. His original height was only seven feet, and his figure increased by more than three feet again.
The muscles bulged rapidly, and blood vessels as thin as a finger protruded, and the momentum was extremely frightening for a moment.
"Okay! Good technique, this technique is indeed mysterious." At this time, a group of foundation-building monks outside the field saw the method Yue Chenglong used, and some of them immediately cheered.
"Well, that's right. Judging from this momentum alone, Yue Chenglong is already qualified to fight against the mid-level foundation builder."
"Yue Chenglong's skills are good. In my opinion, this punch will cost at least 70,000 to 80,000 jins. The Taoist who destroys humanity will suffer a lot."
When people in the stadium saw Yue Chenglong's actions, they were full of compliments.
Chen Xue'e clenched her little hands and looked a little more nervously at the venue.
Yue Chenglong's eyes widened. At this moment, he channeled all the power in his body, shouted loudly, and punched down suddenly.
"Boom!"
The fist collided with the drum surface, making a huge thud, and a strong wind immediately spread, surging towards the surroundings.
The next moment, the spiritual pattern on the second drum surface also lit up, and then there was another muffled thud.
Immediately afterwards, the third, fourth, and fifth drum surface spiritual patterns also lit up, making a series of dong dong dong dong sounds.
The sound of the drums was continuous, resounding throughout the martial arts arena, echoing back and forth between the cliffs on both sides, and spreading outside the arena.
The shaking drums lit up one after another, and the drums sounded one after another. It was not until more than the fortieth shaking sky drum sounded that the speed slowed down. Finally, after the forty-fifth shaking sky drum sounded, there was no more sound. The sound of the drum sounded, and not long after, the spiritual patterns on the surfaces of the more than forty shaking drums were extinguished.
"Oh, my Tianna has a huge strength of 90,000 kilograms. It's too scary."
"If I hit the top of the mountain with one punch, I think the top of the mountain would be destroyed."
"I really envy the Yue family now that there is such a qualified junior to inherit. Hey, why don't we have one in our family?"
"It doesn't matter if you have good qualifications. You have to be willing to spend a lot of money to train and get high-quality skills."
For a moment, everyone outside the court saw Yue Chenglong punching out with a huge force of 90,000 kilograms, and they immediately exclaimed and admired him.
"Huh!" Yue Chenglong stopped his skills, took a long breath, and shrank back to his original appearance.
He nodded with satisfaction, his face full of contempt, and glanced at Ji Liao, "Master Miemen, if you still regret it now and apologize to me in front of everyone, Yue will spare you today."
A cold light flashed in Ji Liao's eyes, and he glanced at Yue Chenglong, without saying anything, and took two steps forward with his hands behind his back.
When he arrived in front of the Zhentian Drum, he raised his hand casually, flicked his fingers, and lightly hit the drum surface with his fingertips.
The spiritual pattern on the drum surface immediately lit up, making a soft thud.
After doing this, Ji Liao glanced at Yue Chenglong again, then withdrew his hand and walked towards the crowd outside the court with his hands behind his back.
"Eh? What does this sect-killing Taoist mean? Is he admitting defeat?"
"It seems to me that just a flick of one finger can be so powerful. I think he was scared by Yue Chenglong and didn't dare to take action."
"Tsk tsk tsk, eh, I thought Taoist Master Miemen was such a powerful person, but he became like this after being frightened by others. How could Shi Potian die in the hands of such a person?"
"I have never seen such a coward since I entered the world of immortality. Is this kind of person worthy of being the ancestor of a clan? With such an ancestor, the Chen family will be doomed sooner or later."
Yue Chenglong was also stunned, having no idea what Ji Liao meant.
But he immediately laughed wildly, "Hahaha, Taoist Miemen, you are said to be a god outside, but I didn't expect you to be such a coward. Why, you don't even have the guts to try it with me..."
"Boom!"
Before Yue Chenglong could finish speaking, a muffled sound sounded again.
All the sarcastic voices stopped abruptly with this bang, and they all looked at the Thundering Drum in surprise.
Yue Chenglong turned his head and saw that the second head of the Zhentian Drum had already lit up, but before he could react, the head of the third Zhentian Drum also lit up, followed by a sound.
"Boom!"
Everyone was stunned, just looking at the shaking drum.
"Boom!"
There was another sound, and the fourth shaking drum also lit up.
"Boom!"
The fifth tone.
"Boom.!"
Sixth tone.
"Dong-dong-dong-dong-dong."
Immediately afterwards, a series of drums sounded, and the drums sounded faster and faster, more and more dense, like a barrage of cannons.
Everyone was stunned, and their heartbeats seemed to be beating to the beat of drums.
"Dong-dong-dong-dong."
Twenty, thirty.
"Dong-dong-dong-dong."
Forty, fifty.
"Boom!"
The last sound fell, and it was not until the fifty-third drum sound fell that the continuous drum sound suddenly stopped. Then the spiritual pattern on the surface of the Zhentian Drum dimmed, and then went out.
Everyone was stunned, and all they could think of was the continuous sound of drums echoing in their minds.
After Ji Liao walked back to the crowd, some people reacted and took a breath of cold air at the same time. They all stared at Ji Liao with wide eyes, full of horror and shock, and a few of them showed a hint of fear. .
The force of this finger has a huge force of one hundred and six thousand kilograms, and it sounds fifty-three shaking drums. If he uses all his strength to do this, how powerful it will be, even if he sounds a hundred shaking drums, Let’s not talk about the Tiangu anymore.
Everyone did not dare to speak. When they looked at Ji Liao, their hearts skipped a beat.
Only then did they realize that there was a monster standing beside them, and they also understood why Shi Potian died in the hands of this man.
With one finger weighing one hundred and six thousand kilograms, this is definitely a strong man who can blow up a mountain with just one flick of his finger.
Ji Liao had a panoramic view of these people and knew that his purpose of taking action this time was achieved. He just wanted to intimidate them, make them afraid, make them not dare to offend him, and make them understand that once they offend him, they will What will come is a violent storm.
Ji Liao's eyes swept over Wei Yuanfa.
Wei Yuanfa's fat face trembled, and he cursed in his heart that the Chen family was not a thing. He found such a monster as a guest, ancestor Qing. If Ji Liao became greedy for their Wei family, then Wei Yuanfa might not be able to keep it. He gritted his teeth and immediately He decided not to wait to go home, but to show his kindness to this damned sect-killing Taoist after a while.
Ji Liao's eyes finally fell on Yue Guanqun, and a cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"Fellow Taoist, Ji would like to advise you again, don't offend Ji. If fellow Taoist insists on going his own way, Ji will be willing to send you and Yue Chenglong to see Shi Potian."
After saying that, Ji Liao turned around and glanced at Chen Xue'e, "Xue'e, let's go."
"Yes!" Chen Xue'e recovered from the shock, her face full of surprise and admiration, and she trotted to follow Ji Liao.
Yue Guanqun's face turned green and white. He asked, no one has dared to talk to him like this since he started practicing, but what the kid in front of him said made him feel a pressure.
The boy's attack just now was really shocking. One finger weighed one hundred and six thousand kilograms. He asked, even if he reached the golden elixir stage, he might not be able to do it, and judging from his appearance, he still had some tricks left to use, but with this alone One point is enough to prove that he and that boy are no longer on the same level.
"Old... Ancestor... he he..." Yue Chenglong also walked over at this time. He finally recovered from the shock and stammered.
"Huh!" Yue Guanqun frowned, snorted coldly, shook his sleeves and left.
(End of chapter)
