Chapter 860 (1/2)
Although Murphy did not explain that sentence, a strange feeling welled up in the hearts of the five people and looked at each other.
Mu Nan asked directly, ”Sir, haven't you really seen the monk thousands of years ago?”
Hearing Mu Nan's question and the expressions on several other faces, Murphy was enough to guess what they were thinking. He immediately sighed and said, ”let's see what step Ling Feng can do first!”
Although he didn't admit it, Murphy didn't deny it!
At this moment, the four commanders looked at each other with a shocked look in their eyes.
little does one think!
The legend of green lemon city for thousands of years is Murphy!
good heavens!
Adults hide too deep!
At this moment, the hearts of the four poured out an indescribable sense of pride.
Red butterfly looked at her father with confused eyes. The legendary figure thousands of years ago sounded the sky shaking drum regardless of the green lemon City Lord's stop.
What arrogance and high spirited it is!
Although it was only a flash in the pan, in her opinion, it was enough to be called an indomitable monk. What did the monk seek?
But worthy of it!
But how many people in the world can be worthy of their hearts?
What is the purpose of monasticism?
If you ask any friar, you may get different answers. Everyone has their own reasons.
No one is wrong. Cultivation is just an idea without too many complex emotional bonuses!
Like the five elements world, cultivation is for revenge!
Too tired!
But what is Ling Feng's purpose?
At first, Ling Feng knew, but now he was confused. He didn't know what he was pursuing.
From the doomsday battlefield of three thousand worlds, to the snow fields of the whole world, and now.
He has been moving forward passively and has never pursued anything actively.
But at this moment, he felt the artistic conception contained in the Zhentian drum, that kind of unyielding, that kind of unwilling, that kind of anger.
Ling Feng doesn't even know where his anger comes from!
But he felt that this should be done at this moment, so he scattered the ugly cow sword array and hit the Zhentian drum with his own cultivation.
The force of the counter shock was transmitted into his body through his arm and constantly vibrated in his body.
The five internal organs internal medicine suffered varying degrees of damage in an instant under the violent shock, but his heavenly friar source automatically began to repair these injuries.
At this moment, blood not only flowed out of his seven orifices, but also penetrated into the pores of his whole body.
However, after just a few breaths, Ling Feng was like a blood man.
Eleven!
In the crowd shouting in unison, Ling Feng staggered a few steps, and his right hand gently touched the Zhentian drum.
Dong!
Thunderous drums resounded through the world!
In fact, from the eleventh sound, the drum sound has not only resounded through green lemon city.
Key city!
Silver moon city!
Bihai city!
The twelve cities in the lost land remembered the thundering drums at the same time.
This drum sound is like an ancient war, with a low prestige, enveloping the whole lost land.
The other eleven were almost awakened by the sound.
Of course, for ordinary monks, they don't know what the sound represents. Therefore, when the drum sounds, most monks look puzzled.
Of course, this does not include a small number of big friars and people in silver moon city!
Any friar who has heard the thundering drum will never forget what sound it is, which can trigger the thundering drum in eleven cities.
Where on earth is another evil spirit?
A few of the big friars in the eleven cities frowned at the same time and muttered to themselves that soon, the jade slips were running rapidly between the cities.
Silver moon city just passed the snow and sounded the sky shaking drum, so everyone here knows what the sound is.
But what surprised them was that the last drummer had just passed for less than a month. Why did another drummer come?
They didn't know that the drum was not from the local Zhentian drum!
Therefore, many monks in Yinyue city rushed to the Baisheng challenge arena and didn't find the shaking drum. They immediately showed a look of doubt.
At this time, in the guest Qing's residence in Yinyue City, Xuejian heard the sound a little strange.
”Do you hear me?”
Just when she hesitated to go to the Baisheng challenge arena, Wang Yiming directly pushed the door and walked into Xuejian's bedroom.