Chapter 744 Trial
Day and night alternate, sunset and moon rise, and in the blink of an eye, a few days pass by quickly.And the long-awaited magic sound finally came slowly from the cave.

In the past few days, dozens of monks came one after another, and finally the number of monks waiting for the trial of the magic sound in front of the cave reached an astonishing 160 person-times.

You must know that although there are many monks in the spiritual world, the word "many" is just a comparison with the lower world.The monks who can come to the cave for trial are all monks above the supernatural power level. If they are placed in the lower cultivation world, they are already a terrifying force that can destroy the entire lower cultivation world, let alone more than [-] of them have reached the semi-human level. The amazing strength above the saint.

When the subtle strange sound sounded, all the monks were shocked, and then quickly found their own positions, stabilized their minds with their respective cultivation postures, and began to listen carefully to the magic sound, accepting this hard-won trial .

Imitation Xiaonan sat cross-legged, closed his eyes tightly, and focused all his attention on his ears.

Compared with the intrusion when dealing with the demon, this magic sound does not have the bewildering and disorienting feeling of the demon. It is more like the worst call that a person can't help but make when he is in extreme pain. Heart palpitations, panic and helplessness, when I first heard it, Fang Xiaonan felt nothing strange like many monks who had undergone trials. Appreciate this screaming sound as if it were sweet music.

As time slowly passed, the magic sound gradually revealed its hideous face to the monks.

Shape, sound, smell, taste, and touch are the five senses of human beings.And when the feeling of a certain aspect is strong enough, it will make these five senses start to have a wonderful interaction. Whether it is an ordinary person or a monk, they are all within the scope of action. Similar colors seem to have temperature. Sound seems to have image, cold and warm seem to have weight.

The magic sound seemed to be much louder than it was at the beginning, and the pain that came from the depths of the soul also intensified invisibly, making some monks start to look dignified during this trial, and some even gritted their teeth hard to support, I just want to be able to run the aura smoothly.Faced with the gradually increasing magic sound, several monks chose to give up after careful consideration, jumped up from their original training positions and retreated to avoid the range of the magic sound.

After all, where there is life, there are infinite possibilities.

Imitating Xiaonan's chaotic spiritual power in the world of mortals, when it is in operation, there will be many distracting thoughts and desires rising. Therefore, under the double interference of the magic sound and the chaotic spiritual power of the world of mortals, the mental shock it receives is several times that of other monks .Fortunately, he had self-awareness from the very beginning and chose the position that was almost at the back. Although the interference he suffered was heavy, it was within his tolerable range.

With the ever-increasing pressure, when the mortal chaotic spiritual power in Fang Xiaonan's body was operating, it was as if it was under a huge water pressure in a deep trench.Every trace of spiritual power not only made his brain ache like a sledgehammer being smashed hard, but even his muscles were sore, and cold sweat kept dripping from his body, soaking his whole body like taking a bath.

More than ten days passed in a flash, and just when Fang Xiaonan thought he could no longer hold on, the magic sound that was gradually increasing suddenly stopped.

Fang Xiaonan is like a drowning person who suddenly gets enough oxygen, the chaotic spiritual power of the world of mortals suddenly accelerates, but the divine sense can firmly control every trace of spiritual energy perfectly.

A kind of joy in the depths of the soul filled his brain, and he wished he could stand up, run wildly, and sing loudly.This feeling of freely controlling the aura is as if Xiao Nan had achieved it only by relying on the yin and yang in the past.

Most of the cultivators who did not give up the trial correctly assessed their own strength, and some of them forcibly withstood the ravages of the magic sound during the painful trial. There are also several monks overflowing with aura, faintly showing signs of breakthrough.

But this happy scene made Fang Xiaonan faintly vigilant, always feeling that there was something wrong.The pair of sword eyebrows that he hadn't had time to raise were twisted into a ball again.

wrong!The magic sound trial has one month!It's too short now!

Fang Xiaonan quickly guarded his mind, firmly suppressing the running speed of the chaotic power of the world of mortals, and the distracting thoughts and desires in his mind also decreased a lot with the reduction of spiritual power.

Sure enough, not long after Fang Xiaonan suppressed his spiritual power, a huge sound wave surged from that inconspicuous cave!

All the monks, who were still smiling just now, looked as if they had been struck by lightning, their faces were all pale, and they closed their eyes and struggled.What's more, covering his head with his hands, he kept rolling and howling on the beach.These howling sounds are mixed with the impact of the magic sound, making the magic sound even more powerful!
Especially the few monks who let go of their minds and hit the bottleneck during the time when the magic sound stopped, it was even more miserable, blood was overflowing from all seven orifices, and among them, two monks in the supernatural power realm suddenly burst into bursts of blood from the sky. The black air, after a burst of weird laughter, was directly burned to ashes by the heart fire caused by the madness.

There were also quite a few monks who made a decisive decision, with all kinds of brilliance shining on their bodies, and fled directly through the air.

Fian Xiaonan was under the impact of the sudden magic sound, although he was prepared, but it was also extremely thrilling.If you compare monasticism to building a house, other monks lay a good foundation and build it brick by brick, but his is like a high-rise building built out of thin air on the beach. At this time, the magic sound is like a strong wind, making people Every point of his trials hovered between failure and success.

Fortunately, Beast Master and Yi Sheng both pointedly reminded Fang Xiaonan's practice, which made him realize that his foundation was not stable, and he was willing to spend more efforts to consolidate his xinxing to the greatest extent.

The magic sound began to change slowly again, its strength was erratic and intermittent, and this sound was extremely sensitive to control people's feelings, causing resonance in other parts of the body.For the first minute, it was as if you were being swallowed by a sharp knife in a fire, and for the next minute, it was like being devoured by thousands of ants in a mud swamp, or the unstoppable pain and itching of your body, hair and skin, or the sudden acridness from the tip of your tongue. , or there is an extremely sad state of mind faintly coming from the bottom of my heart, constantly challenging the limits of the monks' tolerance.

The monks who were originally full on the beach were now only half of them left, and all of them had weird faces and distorted expressions. Even the monks who had given up early and watched from afar felt more and more uncomfortable.

However, in the eyes of those onlookers, the semi-holy middle-level monk who had been sitting firmly at the rear was the strangest.

(End of this chapter)

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