Chapter 155： Terrified evil uncle, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon! (2/2)

”On the continent of Kyushu, there is such a crouching tiger and hiding dragon. Not only is there the 'invincible hand in the world' that intimidates the Heaven-devouring Immortal Venerable, but now there is such a peerless power, just relying on the sound of the piano, it helps the Qianmei Immortal Venerable to break through. The capable one must be an immortal powerhouse, and possibly an immortal saint!”

Xie Bo was bitter in his heart.

What kind of thing is this.

Isn't this Kyushu Continent the lower realm, such a barren Shankaka, even a hermitage of such a character! ! !

Even in many immortal domains, there are no immortal saints.

ahhh-

At this moment, Zhuang Ming's painful screams came from his ears.

The sound of the piano rippling, like an invisible killing, he couldn't stop it.

Now, the soul body begins to collapse and is about to die.

This shocked Uncle Xie. He was the guardian of Zhuang Ming and the young master of Sen Luo Sect, the most powerful force in Sen Luo Xianyu.

If he dies here.

Your own head is not protected.

”Uncle Xie save me!”

Zhuang Ming asked Xie Bo for help.

Uncle Xie didn't dare to fight with Mei Niang again, so he rushed to Zhuang Ming to save him.

sternly-

unexpected.

The exciting piano sound became more turbulent and hurried, and turned into substantial ripples, like undulating waves, exciting, as if to kill all evil enemies!

In the blink of an eye, Xiang Zhuang Ming, Xie Bo and Bai Yue were swept up.

ahhh-

this moment.

It was no longer Zhuang Ming who screamed in pain.

Even the evil uncle was like that, with a hideous face, as if he had experienced endless pain!

Only Mei Niang.

I saw that she closed her eyes slightly, feeling quietly, the rhythm of the piano, which is the fate of heaven, which can help her gain more understanding on the avenue of Xiantong.

It can even help Mei Niang reach a higher level in her cultivation realm!

Xie Bo and Zhuang Ming, they are still screaming, every sound of the piano seems to completely split the souls of the two, the pain is screaming, and the vitality dissipates.

Until the end, the screams of the evil uncle and Zhuang Ming gradually faded, until they disappeared. . . .

This night, the sound of the piano turbulently transformed the dragon city, so that all the monks were immersed in the sound of the piano. I don't know how long it took before the sound of the piano finally stopped.

In Yanyu Pavilion, Chen Changan was sweating profusely, and he had never felt so tired before.

He felt that he had no strength in his body, lying on the round platform, panting.

In front of him, the xylophone was completely destroyed after Chen Changan played the song ”House of Flying Daggers”.

”Why are you so tired? I feel so tired.”