No one paid attention to Luo Tianzun's words. There was no movement in the tomb, only the rhythmic sounds still poured into the bodies of many ancient corpses, especially the corpse king. He seemed to have been resurrected, and an amazing rhythmic storm emerged from his body and spread around him.

In an instant, this musical storm spread over the vast space. At this moment, everyone seemed to be in this musical field, and the invisible music influenced every practitioner.

When the powerful looked around, they could feel the ubiquitous rhythm. The sound of the rhythm was transmitted into the eardrums, which made their emotions resonate with a certain feeling. That feeling was like the soul was invaded by the musical sect, creating a sense of extreme sadness, like sadness and despair from the depths of the soul.

"Be careful." Many people reminded each other that they felt the intensity of the emotion, which directly affected their souls and made them feel extremely sad.

Sadness, despair, powerlessness, as if struggling, but unable to break free, this strong emotion directly affects their hearts and their combat effectiveness. Countless pictures emerge in my mind, all of which are the scenes that evoke trauma in their hearts, which can impact their hearts and souls, and constantly amplify this emotion and affect them.

"The God's Sorrow."

Luo Tianzun's emotions were also strongly affected, and at the same time they were shocked. This is the terrifying thing about the God's Psychedes. It has no direct attack power, but it can directly affect the Taoist heart of those who practice, and even directly destroy a person.

The gods are sad and mournful, and all ages are sad. You can imagine how terrible the magic of this gods is.

Every practitioner has experienced too many stories. How many kalpas have to go through to reach the peak of the Human Emperor? Their hearts are stable and they restrain all emotions. Some people even seek the Tao, but no matter what, the things they experience always exist.

The God’s Melancholy Song contains a kind of magic that can evoke those things and amplify emotions wildly, thus making people fall into endless sorrow and destroying a person’s will. Even a top figure is also affected. As for the strength of the impact, it is naturally to see who plays the God’s Melancholy Song.

Ye Futian was the same. He asked himself that the Tao was stable and his beliefs were firm, but at this moment, the memories that had long been covered with dust were revived. Those pictures were vividly displayed on the paper and appeared in his mind. He seemed to have returned to his youth, saw the teachers and masters at that time, and even experienced the sadness and despair of that year. He seemed to have returned to the era of the Supreme Saint Tao Palace, and also experienced it again when he saw Jieyu's death.

The strong sadness seemed to be amplified, making him feel the wail from the soul. His whole body seemed to be losing his combat power. This feeling was so terrible. He did not expect that the rhythm could contain such terrifying magic, and to defeat others without fighting, destroying his opponent emotionally.

"no!"

A voice appeared in Ye Futian's heart, and he had to break free, otherwise it would be very dangerous. Not to mention that the ancient corpses had not taken action, even if they did not take action, they would gradually be eroded into this endless sadness and would gradually be eroded until they were destroyed.

Is the divine song performed by the truly top figure so powerful? I wonder who played it?

At this moment, he actually had the same absurd idea as Luo Tianzun. Perhaps, the Emperor is still there?

Otherwise, who can play such a divine song?

"Boom..." At this moment, the great road roared above Ye Futian's body, as if it turned into a god body of the great road, surrounded by countless god halos, as if notes burst out from the body, and these beating notes seemed to interweave into musical sounds, fighting against the invasion of the god's sad song.

But at this moment, the ancient corpses began to move, and this time, they no longer attacked randomly like before, but followed the movements of the corpse king.

The body of the corpse king was floating in the air, standing in the middle of the rhythm storm, surrounded by the infinite rhythm storm. Other ancient corpses seemed to follow him and appear in the surrounding area of ​​his body.

The corpse king seemed to be a truly extraordinary person to practice. He raised his hand and pointed, and suddenly the vast space was filled with the sound storm. The musical storm moved with his fingers, and countless sword intents appeared in the world. These sword intents and musical storms merged into one, and the sound of the sword roar seemed to turn into a sad roar. The sword sound was the sound of the song, whistling around the heaven and earth.

The other ancient corpses also made the same move, and the vast space was suddenly shrouded in the sound of the terrifying Great Compassion Sword, making people fall into it and unable to extricate themselves.

"Om." The corpse king's finger moved and pointed it at the practitioners. Suddenly, the sword that was crying endlessly in the vast area roared out at the same time, killing the powerful with endless sorrow.

This sword seems to be able to directly destroy the soul. It is like the sword of great compassion, and it also contains invisible power, killing all practitioners, covering the top figures in this area.

"Be careful." The Chen Emperor's body appeared beside Ye Futian, surrounded by starry light, covering this space, wrapping Ye Futian and the Tianyu Academy all the practitioners who came from Ye Futian and the Tianyu Academy in the starry curtain.

"Buzz!" Infinite sword intent fell down and slammed on the starry light curtain. The entire star intent was immediately covered. They could clearly see countless sword intents falling outside, causing the light curtain to shake, and cracks appeared faintly. The terrifying song directly penetrated the light curtain and penetrated in, affecting the will of everyone.

In other places, top powerhouses from all sides are struggling to resist, and even people as strong as giants feel fear. Some retreat crazily, while others are protected by powerful people in the Tribulation Realm.

At this moment, the ancient corpses scattered and moved at the same time, killing the powerful people in different directions, killing the powerful people in various directions. However, the corpse king still stood there without moving. He saw that there was no emotion in his pupils. After all, he was a dead person, so naturally he would not have emotions.

The corpse king looked in one direction and looked at a giant figure in China. Then he saw him raise his hand and slam it out from the air. Suddenly, a huge handprint appeared between the sky and the earth. Even the big handprint was filled with a roar of sadness, as if it was a great compassion palm print, directly bombarding the person who practiced.
Chapter completed!