Chapter 3402 The seven tones meet and the long river flows

Buzz…

Dongfang calmly raised his hands suddenly, and Bai Zhe's palms moved like a dance.

The sound of the piano is constantly flowing in an instant, and each sound is different.

Dongfang's calm voice has grown a bit, "The intersection of seven tones is my strongest and last resort now."

"Master Xiao Yi, you are ready."

The sound of the piano filled the world much faster than ever before.

The first sound is fierce and desolate, yet extremely hot, the sound of a flaming dragon.

The second sound is moist and continuous, the sound of Shui Ancestor's first birth.

The third sound is fierce and hot, the sound of the first birth of the Fire Ancestor.

The fourth tone is the surging thunder, the sound of Lei Zu’s first birth.

The fifth note is ethereal and endless, the sound of Kong Zu’s first birth.

These four tones are all original and inexplicable, shaped like the origin, and seem to be born from the origin together.

The sixth tone is sad and powerful, the sound of ancient souls.

The seventh note cuts through the sky, extremely pure, the pure sound of dawn.

On the Zizi Shen Xian Qin, all seven strings are moving.

Between heaven and earth, seven sounds converge.

Xiao Yi's sword also moved.

"Six pole burst flow." Xiao Yi shouted loudly.

Six torrents of sword energy soared into the sky, overwhelming the sounds of the seven musical instruments.

Both of them are extremely powerful.

The two were instantly at odds with each other.

The seven zither sounds are also seven monstrous powers.

A stream of dragon flames erupted from it.

One stream, the vast sea. One stream, rolling molten water.

One stream, the abyss of thunder. One stream, the endless hurricane.

One stream, a place of pure rain. One stream, the purifying power layer upon layer.

Any one of them is a power that is rare in the world and coveted by all living beings.

Any one of them will be powerful.

Dongfang Lianran's aura was already showing off, "Seven tones, melt."

The seven different sounds of the piano are also the seven different sounds of heaven and earth.

The seven sounds of heaven and earth that once shook the continent collided and merged with each other, and what was born was a powerful sound that I don't know how to describe.

This sound seems to only exist in heaven and not on earth.

This sound seems to encompass all things, but also seems to destroy all things.

Between heaven and earth, there is only one sound left.

Seven monstrous forces also collided and merged in an instant.

The erupting dragon flames, the vast sea, the rolling lava, the thunderous flashing abyss, the endless blowing hurricane, the pure rainwater stretching down, layers of essence power.

The seven are also merging rapidly with an indescribable feeling.

Sometimes they meander around each other, sometimes they form a whirlpool of their own, sometimes they merge and surge... the list goes on.

After ten breaths, there were no longer these seven monstrous forces in the world, only...a most powerful force, a long river of power, running across it.

Dongfang is indifferent, his hands are like dancing, the sound of the piano is still continuous, but his face has turned pale.

This blow drained the energy from his body.

This is his strongest blow.

Between heaven and earth, there is only the sound of a piano and a long river of power at this moment.

Xiao Yi's sword also danced non-stop.

The six torrents of sword energy were extremely violent.

The six torrents of sword energy are obviously huge, but under that long river of power, they seem to be vulnerable and incomparably small.

An astonishing pressure enveloped Xiao Yi's whole body.

"So strong." Xiao Yi narrowed his eyes.

Dongfang Indifferent's attack was definitely within the ninth level of the King Realm.

"Master Xiao Yi, you are defeated." Dongfang calmly pressed the strings with all ten fingers of his hands.

Roar…

In the long river of power, there was a roar.

There seemed to be a giant beast, looking down at Xiao Yi, telling Xiao Yi that he did not know his own abilities.

Hoo…ho…ho…ho…

In the long river of power, there were four more roars.

There seemed to be four beings in heaven and earth, indifferent to all things, looking at Xiao Yi, a tiny ant.

Pitter patter...pitter patter...boom...boom...boom...

In the long river of strength, there is also the sound of rain, pitying the powerlessness of the weak.

The last sound is a roar, which represents that if the ants continue to overestimate their own capabilities, they will only purify Sumeru in their powerlessness and turn into ashes.

It seems that the seven tones have disappeared, but in fact, the seven tones are all in the long river of power.

The entire Dongfang Family Land is quite large, spanning several regions.

And this side courtyard, as the place where the young family head lives, is naturally huge, covering an area of ​​a million miles.

This land of millions of miles is enough for the two of them to use as a battlefield for their fight, but it is definitely not enough for them to use their full strength as a battlefield.

At this moment, the millions of miles of heaven and earth are completely filled with two forces.

One stream is the long river of power, occupying 80% of the world.

One stream is the six sword energy torrents, which only account for 20% of the world.

The momentum of heaven and earth has already been raging to the extreme.

However, layers of prohibitive barriers have already been built around this side courtyard.

The breath inside has not leaked out; the fighting here has not affected the outside at all.

"Master Xiao Yi." Dongfang said with a heavy voice on his calm and pale face.

"Do you really want me to lose this seven-note fusion?"

"You can choose to admit defeat now."

Xiao Yi squinted his eyes.

This long river of power puts more pressure on him than the previous Beiyin Invincible.

His six-pole burst is now gradually crumbling in front of this long river of power.

In Xiao Yi's eyes, in addition to horror, there was also deep amazement and shock.

Rather than saying that he was facing the fusion of seven tones and facing this overwhelming power, it would be better to say that he was facing the long history of the entire world.

From this long river of power, he could feel the desolation of those wild years and the power of the dragon's flames sweeping across the earth.

Feeling the primitive feeling when the four ancestors of heaven and earth were born, it was the joy of birth, and it was also the joy of the continent finally having the intersection of sea currents, flames, wind and thunder and lightning.

Feel the sadness and compassion of heaven and earth, and feel the gradual birth of souls in the rain of martial arts that stretches across the continent.

The last thing I felt was the coldness in the endless darkness, and the slight warmth and hope that finally cut through the sky.

These feelings are extremely complex and difficult to explain.

But there is no doubt that what he is facing now is the long river of history from the birth of heaven and earth, the wild years, to the present, endless years.

This is the fusion of seven sounds of heaven and earth that once shook the continent.

This is a long river that can crush everything.

Xiao Yi clenched his sword and looked directly at Dongfang calmly, "Let it go."

"I am not afraid of the sounds of heaven and earth."
To be continued...