Ling tripod

Chu Yan's eyes flickered. The force he used to hit the Soul Drum was the lowest force to make a sound. After hitting it several times, Chu Yan finally found the law of this Soul Drum.

For this Soul Drum, the greater the force of hitting, the greater the recoil force and the greater the damage. At the same time, the frequency of the Soul Drum vibration also increases with the increase of force.

"Hit the Soul Drum, make your hitting frequency the same as the vibration frequency of the Soul Drum, so..."

Chu Yan's eyes flickered, and he hit it again!

Boom!

The sixth sound!

When the sixth sound appeared, everyone's eyes changed again.

Those who can hit the Soul Drum six times can already enter the first-level character level of the Son of God.

"Just a little bit more!"

Chu Yan's eyes flickered, and his punches became faster and faster.

"Boom! Boom! Boom..."

The drum sounds continued to vibrate and spread, and the deep sound spread throughout the valley.

Four consecutive sounds!

The Soul Drum sounded to the tenth sound!

At this moment, everyone was almost stunned.

Because, in the third level soul area of ​​the soul world, there are only three people in the younger generation who can reach this level.

Hu Sen, thirteen sounds!

Kong Ji, eighteen sounds!

Fei Qingyang, thirty-six sounds!

These three people are undoubtedly the most dazzling existence in the younger generation of the entire fairy world. Brother Scar, can he catch up with them?

At this moment, everyone can't help but have some expectations in their hearts.

Lao Wang and others are even more staring. They are forced to become Chu Yan's slaves. The stronger Chu Yan is, the better they feel.

"Boom!"

Eleventh sound!

"Boom!"

Twelfth sound!

"Puff..."

Chu Yan spurted blood from his mouth and retreated more than ten steps.

Twelfth sound!

Hu Sen's record is thirteen sounds. Can Gui Ling reach it?

Everyone looked at Chu Yan's injured appearance and doubted in their hearts.

"Almost, just a little bit, this time, it will definitely work!"

Although there was blood on the corner of his mouth, Chu Yan's eyes flashed with brilliance. He knew that he was getting closer and closer to success!

Raise your hand and punch again!

"Bang!"

The thirteenth sound!

Everyone's eyes changed. In this level three soul zone, no one has been able to surpass the record of Hu Sen and the other two for a long time. Now Hu Sen has been tied.

At the beginning, everyone just thought that Scar Brother was crazy. They thought that although he could be invincible in the level two soul zone, he would definitely die in the level three soul zone!

But today, the impact that Scar Brother brought to everyone was simply too great.

Almost at this moment, the news about the level three soul zone was spread out crazily from it. People in the outside world already knew that Scar Brother was invincible in the level three soul zone again.

"Haha, good!"

At this moment, Chu Yan couldn't help laughing.

Because this time, he didn't feel any recoil force, because his punching speed was the same as the vibration speed of the soul drum. Chu Yan felt that the soul drum made a sound as soon as he touched it.

The reason why the soul drum is difficult to beat is because the recoil force is too strong, causing damage to the soul. Now that Chu Yan has found the pattern, everything has become extremely simple.

Next, Chu Yan let everyone see what madness is!

"Dong Dong Dong..."

The fourteenth sound, the fifteenth sound, the sixteenth sound...

Almost instantly, the drum sound reached the eighteenth sound, and did not stop at all, and directly made the nineteenth sound!

Surpassed, Scar Brother surpassed the emptiness!

At this moment, almost everyone's eyes widened, no one shouted, they did not dare to breathe, looking at Scar Brother who punched like lightning, their eyes were full of boundless horror.

At this moment, Chu Yan's punch was so fast that it had left a trail of afterimages in the air!

Chu Yan only felt that his whole person seemed to be integrated into the soul drum. Every time he hit the soul drum, it was like verifying his heart of practice.

The twentieth sound!

...

The thirtieth sound!

...

The thirty-sixth sound!

Without stopping for a second, the drum beats continued to beat crazily, reaching thirty-six times in almost one breath!

This was the record left by Fei Qingyang in the third-level soul zone. When he was young, he had this strength, and even so, no one could break it in the third-level soul zone.

But today, he was tied by Brother Scar!

Thirty-seven times!

Surpassed, the third-level soul zone, in terms of attainment on the soul drum, Brother Scar surpassed the first person of the young generation in the fairy world, Fei Qingyang!

Everyone's breathing became rapid.

However, miracles continued to happen!

The drum beats crazily, and each sound is like a heavy hammer hitting everyone's heart.

Everyone's heartbeats are like being driven.

Until the end, everyone even felt that every time the drum sounded, their heart would beat once!

Involuntarily, silently recorded the number of drum sounds in their hearts!

Forty sounds!

...

Seventy sounds!

...

One hundred sounds!

...

Two hundred sounds!

...

Chu Yan fell into a very mysterious state. He had forgotten that he was in the world of spirits and souls, that he was beating the soul drum, and even that he had forgotten who he was!

At this moment, everything in his heart was shaking!

Everything in the world, everything that existed, was shaking!

And the frequency of all these vibrations was all due to his own thoughts!

Three hundred sounds!

...

Five hundred blasts!

…

All cultivators within a radius of 100,000 feet were following Chu Yan in silent chanting, their hearts beating with the soul drum.

"It has exceeded five hundred sounds! This..."

"It's too scary! What kind of spiritual soul cultivation qualification is this!"

"This, this son's talent above the soul is unmatched by anyone!"

"Fei Qingyang's divine soul qualifications are completely different from those of earth and heaven!"

…

The cultivators who were hundreds of thousands of feet away had less influence. Seeing this scene, all of them exclaimed crazily!

News about the Soul World has spread wildly.

In the outer sea, on a warship.

"What? Brother Scar surpassed Fei Qingyang's record in the third-level soul zone?"

Calm as Husen said with a bit of surprise in his tone at this moment.

"Yes, sir, it's not just transcendence, it's a world of difference. Brother Scar is simply not a human being. Now the soul drum has sounded more than 500 times, and he has no intention of stopping at all!"

In front of Husen, an old man said with a look of extreme shock on his face.

"This son's soul has reached a heaven-defying level. It is simply unimaginable. He has only ascended to Dzogchen and yet has such a level of cultivation. How terrifying will it be if he enters the universe?"

Husen's expression changed for the first time. The power of the soul had reached such an extent that it was not only impossible to look up at him, but also unimaginable.

"Sir, should we..."

"Stupid, Jiannan Sect is no match for this guy in the third-level soul zone. How can we be like this? Do you think there will be a demon burial monument in the third-level soul zone?"

"Then let's..."

"Just wait and see what happens and ignore it for the time being. This hunting is the most critical..."

…

Jiannan Sect.

On a peak east of the seven peaks of the Second Ring Mountains, a young man in white robes with gold patterns suddenly opened his eyes.

"Brother Scar...very good!"

There was a look of incomparable resentment in his eyes. Gui Ling had attracted seven and a half rays of light before, which made him want to kill, and Brother Scar also made him want to kill.

The only hateful thing is that due to the special rules of the Soul World, he cannot take the initiative. In the third-level soul zone, Brother Scar obviously has no opponents. Now we can only wait for Brother Scar to enter the fourth level soul zone before sending people to kill him.

"We need to find out this person's true identity in reality!"

Fei Qingyang's eyes flickered with light, and then a spiritual thought came out.

Soon, a voice came from the distant clouds and mist:

"Brother, are you looking for me?"

Fei Xiaoshuang walked in and looked at Fei Qingyang with a confused look on his face.

In his impression, most of the time he came to see his eldest brother when he had something to do, but his eldest brother never came to him about something.

"Xiao Shuang, although your cultivation qualifications are average, you are extremely sensitive to the soul. Maybe you remember the aura of Brother Scar's soul?"

Fei Qingyang asked.

He knew that this was his brother's strongest talent, he could sense the soul aura of other cultivators.

As for the breath of the divine soul, this kind of thing is too ethereal. Logically speaking, the divine soul has no breath, but Fei Xiaoshuang can feel the difference between each person.

"Of course I remember him. Even if he turns into ashes, I will recognize him!"

Fei Xiaoshuang spoke immediately.

Fei Qingyang said: "If you saw this person in reality, would you be able to recognize him at a glance?"

"Of course, unless his soul has changed, I can feel his breath no matter what disguise he takes!"

Fei Xiaoshuang said immediately.

"Okay, next, I will give you some manpower. You are responsible for finding Brother Scar's true identity. Once you find it, don't do anything. Send a message to me immediately!"

Fei Qingyang's eyes flashed and he spoke.

"Yes, brother!"

When Fei Xiaoshuang heard this, he was immediately happy and left as quickly as possible.

…

Buddha realm.

Emperor Buddha Temple!

Deep in the Emperor Buddha Temple, there is a huge golden pool, which is the Wishing Power Pool.

The water in this pool is completely composed of the power of wishes!

In the middle of the pond, there is a lotus platform floating!

On this lotus platform, there is a young monk sitting cross-legged!

If this monk's temperament comes out of the world, it seems that it has no connection with the world, and if it is possible to see the vicissitudes of the world in him!

He is empty!

The Holy Son of the Wishling Temple, the Son of the Buddha in the Buddha Realm!

Among the younger generation, he is the only one who can truly compete with Fei Qingyang!

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