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Chapter 0127: The Voice of the Desolate Drum(1/2)

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"Xie Han seems to have a black dog, which makes me very upset."

Zheng Lin suddenly paused and turned around and looked away, but Su Yang had already walked away.

"Xie Han's dog..." Zheng Lin murmured blankly, and suddenly slapped himself hard.

Bang!

"Xie Han." Zheng Lin laughed and laughed excitedly.

"Emperor, do you think that guy will kill Xie Han's black dog and bring it to me?" Su Yang smiled jokingly.

"Impossible." Emperor Yin and Yang Wu did not believe it.

"That guy is very smart, so he will definitely kill the black dog, and Xie Han will not know that it was him who made the move." Su Yang narrowed his eyes and smiled faintly.

"When did you become smarter?"

"I have always been very smart." Su Yang's face turned slightly dark.

"Is that so? Hoho."

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"In three months, we will break through the magical power." In the courtyard of Zhenchuan Peak, Su Yang sat cross-legged on the bed, frowned slightly.

Although his cultivation speed can be said to be terrifying from the Blood Soul Realm to the Transformation Realm, it took him several years, but it only took him less than half a year.

However, for some reason, he suddenly felt that it was not as simple as he imagined to break through to the realm of magical power because of the purple spiritual flame.

This feeling is purely intuition, from the intuition of the spiritual flames in the body.

"Even if you cannot break through to the realm of magical power, if you want to maintain your identity as a true disciple, you must at least have the strength of a magical power warrior." The realm of magical power can be said to be a major watershed for martial artists' cultivation.

The magical powers are built into spiritual bridges and communicate with the world, thus creating unique magical powers belonging to the warriors themselves. This magical power is even closely related to the martial spirits that they will understand in the future, so it is extremely difficult.

Even the Sanxuan talent can definitely cultivate to the realm of magical powers, but some people are still trapped under this level for countless years.

"At present, the three secret realms of Bahuang Sect are the fastest ways to improve their strength, and they can still get points." Su Yang was not the one who was waiting for death. After the troubles, he made a decision.

Dong!

A dull roar suddenly enveloped the entire Bahuang Sect, and the drum sound seemed to come from the prehistoric world, and it was endless in the sky, shocking people.

"The sound of drum? This is the sound of drum..." Su Yang's pupils shrank and he exclaimed in horror.

However, he saw a description of the sound of the drum in that booklet.

There are three sounds of the sound of the Huang Gu, and only when something important happens to the Ba Huang Sect will sound. If you beat the three sounds of the drum, it means that the Ba Huang Sect is at the moment of life and death.

"When the sound of the drought sounds, what happened?"

Su Yang's eyes showed confusion, but he did not dare to hesitate. The sound of the drought drum was summoned, and everyone in the sect had to be dispatched.

Su Yang shook his body and quickly left the yard and walked down the peak.

On the way, a true disciple appeared one after another, all with horror and confusion.

"Su Yang."

Luo Yu saw Su Yang and greeted her.

Su Yang walked over and said in confusion: "Brother Luo, what happened?"

Luo Yu looked solemn and shook his head and said, "I don't know, but the sound of the drought drum has not been thought about for many years. I heard that the last time I beat the drum was fifty years ago."

"Luo Yu, what's going on with this guy?" Someone passed by the two and saw Su Yang, and all of them looked stunned.

"Luo Yu, this guy is in the Transformation Realm, how could he become a true disciple? Did you find someone to pretend to be?" Someone was obviously familiar with Luo Yu, and while curious, he said jokingly.

"When did we have an additional true disciple in our True Transmission Peak? Why don't we know?



Looking at the strange gazes of many true disciples around him, Su Yang took a deep breath, a smile appeared on his face and said, "I am new."

"He is a new true disciple." Luo Yu shrugged at everyone.

"Elder Lin personally ordered." At the end, Luo Yu added another sentence.

"Elder Lin personally gave the order? Tsk tsk, I didn't expect that there would be someone from Bahuang Sect who would go to the back door."

"No wonder, the cultivation level of the Transformation Spirit Realm is the true disciple."

"Boy, what is your relationship with Elder Lin?"

...

After hearing Luo Yu's words, many true disciples around him showed disdainful eyes and their tone became sarcastic.

In Bahuang Sect, there is basically no such thing as going back door and relying on background.

Everything depends on strength and background, and will become the public enemy of everyone.

Listening to the unconcealed discussions of the people around him, Su Yang's face remained unchanged, but his palms were tightly pinched.

"Let's go, don't worry about them." Luo Yu smiled helplessly, patted Su Yang on the shoulder and said.

Although he doesn't have much favorable feelings for Su Yang, he is not as hostile as others.

Although Su Yang was slightly angry with everyone's contempt and ridicule, he was more helpless.

Su Yang's eyes swept across everyone's faces, his eyes slightly condensed, and he quickly rushed to the meeting place with Luo Yu.

Soon, Su Yang and Luo Yu followed the crowd to the huge martial arts training ground covering an area of ​​thousands of acres in the center of the Bahuang Sect. The martial arts training ground was filled with people.

The outer door of the gray robe, the inner door of the black robe, and the true teachings of the white robe clearly occupy an area.

When he arrived at the area where the true disciple was located, Su Yang looked upwards.

In the void, a huge wild drum was hanging, emitting a terrifying wild aura from it, causing a flash of palpitations in Su Yang's eyes.

"Boy, that Huanggu is a good thing. If you refine it, hehe, beat it with one drum. With your current strength, even the magical warriors are not enemies of one drum." Yinyang Martial Emperor said greedily.

Su Yang shuddered.

Grab the drum?

He doesn't want to die yet.

"Hey, Brother Luo, what is that old man's identity?" Su Yang suddenly saw an old man stepping on the void next to the Huanggu, who was in the Bahuang Palace, and the elder who scolded him.

Luo Yu looked up and smiled and said, "That is the law enforcement elder in the sect and the elder Qing Yue."

"Law Enforcement Elder." Su Yang stared at Qing Yue and frowned slightly. When he was in the Bahuang Palace, this guy seemed to be a little dissatisfied with him.

Soon, all the disciples in the sect gathered here, and tens of thousands of people were densely packed with them. At first glance, they were extremely spectacular, which shocked Su Yang.

"The ones wearing red robes on the edge must not be provoked. They are the blood guards of the Law Enforcement Hall. They are all cruel and ruthless, killing people like thirst, and the lowest strength is all magical powers, and even from the Cave Heaven Realm." Luo Yu pointed to the red robes disciples on the edge of the martial arts field and said.

"Blood Guard." Su Yang looked at him, his pupils shrank slightly, and from afar, he felt a palpitations from these people.

"But although the Blood Guard is a law enforcement disciple, our true disciples have a higher identity than them. If nothing happens, they will not come to provoke us." Luo Yu said.

"Yeah." Su Yang nodded slightly and showed gratitude to Luo Yu.

"Silent." Qing Yue suddenly shouted fiercely, his sharp eyes swept over, and the entire martial arts venue was silent in an instant.

Su Yang noticed that Qing Yue's eyes seemed to stay on him for a moment, with a deep chill in his eyes.

He suddenly had a bad premonition.

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All the people's eyes were gathered on Qing Yue's body.

"Today, there is something that has been announced about a true disciple." Qing Yue's eyes suddenly stared at Su Yang, and a faint voice echoed in everyone's ears.

Qing Yue stood at a high place, and his eyes made many people look at Su Yang with a strange expression.

Su Yang finally understood where the bad premonition just now came from.

"Su Yang, why do I feel that Elder Qing is talking about you?" Luo Yu glanced at Su Yang and whispered.

"I feel it too." Su Yang smiled bitterly on his face.

"Damn it, this is putting me on the fire." Su Yang cursed in his heart. He could imagine what his affairs would be like if everyone in the Bahuang Sect knew about him.

At one of the true disciples, Xie Han looked at Su Yang with a silence: "Tsk tsk, I didn't expect that that kid could actually trigger the sound of the drum. It's really surprising."

"What's going on?" The young man next to him looked a little similar to Xie Han. He frowned slightly when he heard Xie Han's words.

"Brother, have you seen that kid? He is the new true disciple. What Elder Qing said is probably him." Xie Han pointed to Su Yang and said.

The young man turned his head and looked, his eyes narrowed, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes. Then he turned around and said lightly: "Spiritual Realm, true disciple, are you going to the back door?"

"If you don't have the strength, you want to become a true disciple, haha."

The young man glanced at it and smiled sarcastically, not taking Su Yang to heart.

Xie Han grinned, but kept staring at Su Yang, and a cold light flashed deep in his eyes.

"Boy, you're done."
To be continued...
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