The sound of the tiger roar turned into invisible ripples, like a tide rushing, rushing wildly towards the four directions.

At this moment, Clan Chief Li and others felt their minds fluctuated, and their internal organs were surging, and they were shocked.

The power of this divine pattern in Qincheng is really terrifying.

If they hadn't blocked the five senses and spiritual senses as Qin Cheng's instructions, they would have been very hurt immediately.

What’s even worse are Zheng Qun’s guards and housekeepers.

One by one, they were directly overturned to the ground by sound waves, each of which was spewing blood, and were obviously seriously injured.

And in the city, no matter where you are or what you do, the monks heard the violent roar of tigers.

The buzzing sound almost broke their eardrums.

At this moment, I don’t know how many precious cups fell on the ground.

Fortunately, Yongqing City is home to all monks, otherwise this sound would be enough to turn mortals into flesh and blood.

Boom!

The roar of the white tiger was like a flood that broke through the gate, and it did not stop at all.

Zheng Qun's small courtyard could not withstand the constant roar.

The earth was shattered, and countless exquisite pavilions, towers, rockery gardens were all shattered and turned into ruins.

The sound even spread outside Zheng's house, causing the land to collapse several meters.

There was such a big movement outside, such a divine pattern was tightly attached to the formation, and even through the light curtain, it was transmitted into the courtyard.

"What sound?"

President Qingyun stood up with a suspicious expression and looked out the door.

"It's nothing big, Lord Yan, now you're not going to have your soul imprint." Zheng Qun's pupils shrank slightly, and he felt something was wrong, but he said with a smile.

Yan Wangshu glanced at Zheng Qun deeply and reached out to point the jade slip.

Zheng Qun's eyes became brighter and brighter. As long as his soul was left, his plan would be perfectly successful.

But just as Yan Wangshu's fingers fell, her arm suddenly stopped.

"Prince Yan, what do you mean?" Zheng Qun said with a smile.

"Zheng Qun, I think your situation is wrong now. I bargained and lost 400 people. Why didn't you bargain and you were so happy?" Yan Wangshu said.

"I can accept the price of the palace master, and of course it is mainly done."

Zheng Qun squeezed out a smile and found a reason.

"Of course, if it cannot be completed, I'm not sure if the Palace Master will offer a new price tag after sending the message back."

"Is that true?" Yan Wangshu's eyes became deeper.

"Fellow Daoist Zheng, although Yan is young, he is not stupid. I will wait for this transaction..."

Before Yan Wangshu could finish speaking, the huge roar of the tiger rushed into the courtyard frantically.

The roar of the sound directly shattered everything passing through the courtyard, making people tremble.

"Go away quickly, I can't stay here anymore." President Qingyun shouted.

Then with the rumbling sound, everything in the courtyard collapsed instantly.

The ripples continued to spread and rushed straight into the room.

Yan Wangshu and the other two flew out of the room immediately before this.

Then the palace-like house shattered instantly.

"What's going on?"

Seeing the smoke rising under his feet, Zheng Qun was stunned.

He clearly set up a formation, but this sound could actually penetrate the formation and destroy everything inside. What a terrifying method is this?

Seeing through the formation light curtain, Zheng Qun felt even more like he was killed by thunder.


Chapter completed!