Many people formed protective light shields around them to resist.

It can be seen how powerful the sound is.

In this situation, Wang Teng still looked calm. He was like a supreme power sitting in the universe. Nothing could affect him.

Let the waves storm, I am as stable as a rock.

When! Finally, when Wang Teng hit the wine pot with his wine glass, he made a mysterious sound.

This sound seemed to be coming from the time of the beginning, full of ethereality.

Everyone felt a shock in their spirits, as if their minds were washed away, and their minds were gone.

Then, the sound seemed to turn into a flood and beast, instantly swallowing all the voices of Mr. Wuque.

Then an unparalleled wave of momentum swept away, causing a strong wind to stir up the whole body of Mr. De Wuque.

"The Nine Curves of the Yellow River, the Third Song, the Sound of the First?"

Mr. Wuque's face changed and his pupils suddenly shrank.

As a young master of a celestial galaxy, his cognition is much better than others.

I also have some understanding of the fall of the Nine-Bend Yellow River.

This is the third song.

While discussing the rhythm with him, Wang Teng actually stimulated his potential and displayed the third song of the Nine-Curve Yellow River, which surprised him.

Under the sound of the beginning, even he felt an extremely dangerous fluctuation.

At that moment, the chopsticks in his hand were directly inserted into the table, making a loud noise, breaking through the tabletop at once.

Then, endless sound waves rippled out, forming a brilliant halo barrier around him, setting off his immortal aura.

At this moment, he used all the skills of the way of music.

Few people can break this halo barrier in the territory of the Saint Lord.

Crack! Unfortunately, the third song of the Nine-Curve Yellow River falls is too powerful.

It just came in like this, with a burst of aura of everything.

The barrier of Mr. Wuque cracked apart clear cracks, and finally exploded directly. A fierce force shocked Mr. Wuque's body backed three meters, and his hair was a little messy.

The surroundings suddenly became quiet.

Although this attack did not cause any damage to Mr. Wuque.

But you should know that this is a god-like and unattainable person in the minds of many people. Even if it is just a wisp of incarnation, you can look down here.

Now he was actually repelled by Wang Teng, which is so dreamy.

Many people were full of deep awe for Wang Teng.

In the confrontation with Mr. Wuque, he gained the upper hand and was really extraordinary.

"Young Master Wuque, I've given up."

Wang Teng smiled faintly and stopped hitting the wine pot, bowls and plates, and said.

This discussion of musical methods was indeed of great benefit to him. It was not easy for him to comprehend the third song of the Nine Curves of the Yellow River even if he reached the fifth level of the Saint Venerable Realm.

It’s really thanks to the pressure Mr. Wuque put on him.

Mr. Wuque's face turned extremely cold. In front of so many people, he lost to Wang Teng, who was not taken seriously by him, and it was simply unforgivable.

However, since he had to make a decision, he would not take action again.

At this moment, he could only bear it and said coldly: "When the Xuantian Sect ancient site is opened, I will compete with you again, and I hope you can still take it."

Many people are furious.

Everyone knows that Mr. Wuque has held a grudge against Wang Teng.

In anyone's opinion, this is not a good thing.

Wang Teng sneered faintly and didn't care.

He has offended too many people along the way, and it is not bad for this time.

Next, after a while, the night was getting dark and everyone left here one after another.

The next day, early in the morning, outside Vientiane City became lively.

Countless geniuses gathered here, each of them couldn't wait, and the atmosphere was extremely noisy.

At yesterday's party, many geniuses have decided that today is to open the Xuantian Ancient Site.

This has made everyone look forward to it for a long time.

The place where the Xuantian Ancient Site is located is a vast desert desert outside the City of Wanxiang.

This meteorite land suspended in the starry sky has a positive and wide surface, a dry, cold and hard ground, and few plants.

At the center of the continent, there are three bare mountains standing, each of which is like a giant guarding here since ancient times, tall and majestic, and everyone is as small as dust in front of it.

There are three big mountains, each halfway up the mountain with an extremely strong character written - Xuan, Tian, ​​Zong! The font is so powerful that it swallows mountains and rivers, and looks down at the galaxy.

It is like three powerful creatures protecting here, which is awe-inspiring.

"Is this the Xuantian Ancient Site?"

Wang Teng couldn't help but whisper.

On the huge mountain, there are many buildings located in each, densely packed with large areas, but now they are covered with dust, and only some traces can be seen faintly.

From this we can see how prosperous the Xuantian Sect was once! After all, the area of ​​a mountain is no less than a small star. The three combined together are really magnificent and scary.

In addition, outside the three mountains, there is a faint light cover. Although it is very thin, Wang Teng could feel that there was an astonishing fluctuation spreading in it.

If others want to break through with brute force, they will not end up well.

"Yes, have you seen an ancient bell there?"

Mr. Wuque, Princess Piaomiao, Zhu Lingxin, Zhao Lieyan, Gongsun Niu and others are all there.

The atmosphere here is extremely lively.

There are also some geniuses who are crouching tigers, hidden dragons, with a total number of at least 300,000, densely packed on this land, like an ant.

Mr. Wuque was suspended in the air, his body glowing, illuminating the surroundings like a god. He pointed to the front of the mountain and said.

Wang Teng's eyes turned, and in front of this gray mountain, there was indeed an old gray bell floating, which was already covered with dust over the years and could not see the original body clearly.

The area of ​​this bell is more than twenty meters long, hanging down, exuding a scent of oppression.

Such a huge clock is unimaginable, and it will be awesome to watch if it is knocked.

"There is an ancient article on the big bell that records an ancient piano score. As long as you play it with a streamer piano, the big bell will automatically ring, and the entire Xuantian Sect's mountain protection barrier will automatically disappear, and we can enter."

Mr. Wuque explained.

Although he was a little unfavorable to Wang Teng, Wang Teng was the key figure in everyone's opening of Xuantian Sect, and that's all he could do.

Wang Teng looked carefully and found that on the magnificent bell body, there were some fonts engraved like dragons and snakes, which were piled up by dust, and could not be discovered without paying attention.

Wang Teng waved his sleeves and raised a strong wind, blowing away the dust, revealing some of the ancient dark gold fonts.

However, what surprised Wang Teng was that he did not recognize these fonts.

"This is not a word, but a relatively advanced note. If you haven't studied it, you will naturally not understand it."

The Great Ming Tianzun reminded him.

Although Wang Teng is now very accomplished in music, he has only become a monk halfway through and is not specialized enough in many aspects.
Chapter completed!