The World That Tao Rules

For Jiang Yun, although Shura did not know his true strength, he had a little appreciation.

When he wanted to come, Jiang Yun could at least hold half of the drums.

However, this was the second sound, and Jiang Yun’s figure had already begun to shake. It seemed that he could not bear it immediately. This was really beyond his expectations.

It is not only Shura that the Lord noticed the abnormality of Jiang Yun, and Xue Jingtu and others also saw it!

The vast majority of monks must have to respond to this drum, but they are the patriots, and the second sound is naturally difficult to shake their bodies, so they have the mind to pay attention to others.

Jiang Yun, the person who got the Shura and gave up, is naturally the object of their concern.

At this moment, Jiang Yun’s figure was shaken. To be honest, even they were somewhat surprised.

Ji Hongfei is even more rude to sneer: "I thought he was so powerful, it was such a point, and now it is his true face!"

Xue Jingtu smiled coldly: "Now his heart must have regretted death, just why he should give up Shura!"

Ji Hongfei shook his head and said: "Haha, regret is too late. I originally thought about teaching him lessons in Shura. Now it seems that there is no such opportunity!"

An Ruo’s faint saying: "Why should the poor master know this person? After today, no one will remember his existence!"

"Haha, Ann girl said it!"

The sneer of these three people did not evade, easily passed into everyone's ears, and even the monks who did not care before looked at Jiang Yun.

At first glance, it can be said that everyone is ridiculous.

However, under the gaze of everyone, Jiang Yun’s shaking body slowly calmed down and finally did not withdraw backwards.

Jiang Yun’s mouth spit a long breath, and his face still had no expression, and it was impossible to guess what he was thinking.

Seeing that Jiang Yun was not eliminated, Ji Hongfei and others also said: "Don't say, this guy's luck is really good, they have become like that, and they have not been eliminated!"

"I hope his luck will last forever!"

After Xue Jingtu dropped this sentence, he directly took back the look of Jiang Yun.

It seems to show everyone that Jiang Yun is no longer worthy of his attention.

Others naturally naturally regained their gaze.

After all, compared to ridiculing Jiang Yunlai, the next third drum sound is even more important!

As long as you can afford it, you will be eligible to enter Shurao!

Only Shura’s gaze still looks at Jiang Yun, and he secretly thinks: “His first drum sounds so easy, how can the second drum sound be so embarrassing?”

Shaking his head, even if he couldn't see through the cloud that was always calm, Jiang Yun, what he had just experienced.

At this moment, in the boundary between Shura and the sky, although the number of monks has not decreased, it is clearly divided into two areas.

In the middle, it is the source line that the Shura has drawn from the Lord!

The eliminated monks naturally stood outside the source line and looked at the remaining monks in the other half. Each person's face was extremely complicated.

Although this is only a qualification for entering Shurao, it is not a manifestation and competition of the strength of these monks!

Among the monks who have been eliminated, many of them think they are strong.

But now under the drums, it clearly reveals the gap between yourself and others.

"Boom!"

The third drum sound finally sounded!

"Booming!"

This time, the sound of the drums is no longer rushing to the body of the monk, but it is like a thousand horses, but it seems to be a torrent of endless torrents.

As a result, the sound waves that should have been invisible, even have the essence of faintness, and directly attacked half of the monks who still insisted.

The power of all people is almost in the body, beware of the power of the drums.

But now the drum sound attack is a different way, it is greatly beyond their expectations!

In addition, the speed of the torrent is too fast, so that they are too late to push the power to protect the body.

Suddenly, many people's faces were pale, and the body slammed out under the impact of the sound of the flood.

Moreover, this torrent is not only one, but a succession, a continuous shock, one after another!

Even if someone can persist in the first torrent, but when the second flood hits, it is finally unable to compete, and is also rushed out.

Therefore, when the third drum sounds weakened, the number of monks still standing still has been reduced to only about 10,000 people!

We must know that the number of former monks is as many as millions, but now there are only a few people in the district. The acquisition of the qualifications of Xiu Luotian, as Shura said, may not be one of the hundred!

Naturally, these 10,000 monks have already obtained the qualification to enter Shura.

This also makes them all relaxed, their eyes can not help but look around, want to see, in addition to themselves, who else is also qualified.

Especially the geniuses of the great tribes like Xue Jingtu, they all hope to have a large number of ethnic groups to qualify, and thus enter the secret with themselves.

At first glance, everyone was an unexpected discovery. Among the 10,000 people, Jiang Yun still exists!

When the third drum sounded, it was a flood of sound, almost drowning everyone, and they didn’t have time to pay attention to others.

Now seeing Jiang Yun, they found that Jiang Yun is still shaking like a violent thing, just like a leaf in the storm, and it is possible to follow the wind at any time.

Even so, his body shape gradually calmed down again, and his feet were like being nailed in the void, and he did not move.

If Jiang Yun really can easily withstand the drum sound attack, they can understand.

However, now that there are two consecutive drums, Jiang Yun almost insisted that he could not hold on. At the last moment, he barely stabilized his figure, which made it more difficult for everyone to accept.

Ji Hongfei couldn't help but open his mouth again: "Luck, it must be luck!"

Xue Jingtu nodded and said: "The luck of this kid is really good!"

After they said this, the other people also shared the same feeling. They thought that Jiang’s strength was not good, but his luck was very good, so he could barely withstand the power of drums.

Shura’s eyes were always condensed on Jiang Yun’s body. Naturally, he saw the situation of Jiang Yun and heard the opinions of the people.

However, he knows better than anyone else that the drums of his Shura people are at a glance, and there is no luck at all!

Even if Jiang Yun was in the second drum, it was stabilized by luck, but what happened to the third drum ring?

Shura ordered the Lord to be confused: "What is this Jiang Yun? Is it deliberately weak?"

"If that's the case, then his courage is too big!"

This lingering doubt made Shura a little depressed.

As the Lord of Shura, as a Shura, he should have the final say here, and he can control everyone in his own hands, but now there is a cloud that he can't see.

"I really don't believe that you can't test your true strength!"

Shura made the Lord smile, and suddenly looked up and looked at the 81-year-old Shura people who were about to knock down the fourth drum.

Seeing the eyes of Shura to the Lord, these eighty-one people clearly understand what is going on.

As a result, the 81 people’s bodies burst into a strong atmosphere, and they slammed into the drums in front of them.

"Hey!"

Not a ring, but three drums!

The fourth, fifth, and sixth drums ring and ring at the same time!