As Thousand-Minute Lei Yue came to suppress him, Chu Tianming played the piano with one hand and plucked a string casually.

"Clang—"

The sound of the piano is crisp, like a quiet spring hangs down from the mountain stream, or like a silver bottle breaking.

Different people have different feelings when they hear this piano sound, but when the sound of this piano sound falls into the ears of the Lord Daolei, it seems like thousands of troops galloping, with murderous auras everywhere and murderous intent.

At this moment, it seemed that the gods and Buddhas of heaven retreated for this, and it seemed that all things in the world turned into a piano sound.

In an instant, the Tao flew and the spirit roared. The entire Wenzong seemed to be inspired by the sound of the piano. The seven divine peaks echoed at this moment, and the palaces on the land of Wenzong burst into light.

These countless wills intertwined in an instant, and under the guidance of Chu Tianming, turning into a giant axe that splits the mountain, slashing the Lei Yue, which was pressing like the blue sky, into pieces!

Lei Yue collapsed, and a look of surprise appeared in the eyes of Lord Dao Lei. At this moment, a palm quickly magnified in front of his eyes.

Lord Daolio narrowed his eyes, and he broke Lei Yue, and he still wanted to be out of power?

How can you let the trampling on the regency?

Ridiculously self-esteem!

He snorted coldly, preparing to offer another move. But at this moment, he suddenly found that the Taoist law around him was dispersing rapidly as if he had seen a nemesis. Even though he had the intention of fighting, he had no power to turn around at all.

He has never encountered such a situation since he practiced. Now he can only watch the palm of his hand approaching and finally grabbed it on his head like a ball.

When this palm grabbed him, he felt as if the palm was not an ordinary palm, but a whole world, but a whole galaxy.

Chu Tianming grabbed the face of Lord Daolei.

He looked indifferent and looked down at Zi Qiuyun. At this moment, Zi Qiuyun's face was pale, and Chu Tianming looked as terrifying as if he was looking at a ghost.

"I said, Zi Qiuyun, you can't keep it."

The light words slowly floated away beside the main peak spirit field at this time. It was obviously the same words, but only a cup of tea was separated from each other, and the feeling they gave was very different.

Before, how many people thought Chu Tianming was shaking a tree and overestimated their abilities? How many people were waiting to see Chu Tianming's jokes?

But now Chu Tianming uses a result to tell them that even the strong man who Chu Tianming wants to kill today cannot save him!

"Son of the Concubine, how dare you..." Lord Daolei said gloomyly.

"Peng!"

Before the Lord Dao Lei finished speaking, Chu Tianming exerted his strength and crushed the soul mark of Lord Dao Lei into pieces.

The entire main peak was silent.

Not only were the disciples stunned, but even Yan Meijiao, who was crawling on the ground like a dog, was lost on the spot.

Why can the Lord of Dao Lei, who is like a god in his mind, not even defeat the Chu Tianming, who is a physical body?

Yan Meijiao suppressed the doubts in his heart and slowly came to his senses. He lowered his head and began to think about how he would get out.

The gaze of the Lord of Qinglian Peak fell directly on the guqin in Chu Tianming's hand.

As one of the masters of Wenzong's peaks, how could she not know the origin of this guqin? It is precisely because this guqin has a shocking origin that she is speechless at this moment.

Qinfeng exists because of it, and Wenzong lives forever because of it.

Because this piano was made by Lanting Calligraphy Saint himself. The former Lanting Calligraphy Saint stroked this piano and hit the nine heavens and ten earths with a song "Lanting Word".

Unfortunately, since the study fell into Wenzong, the Guqin escaped into the depths of Qin Peak, and from then on even the head and the peak master could not easily see its true body.

But now, this guqin is allowed to be summoned by Chu Tianming.

Chu Tianming has only been to Qinfeng once!

A big wave was stirred in the heart of the Lord of Qinglian Peak. At this moment, she was a little worried. If Chu Tianming had also gone to other peaks a few times, would their Wenzong's foundation have followed Chu Tianming?

On the stone steps, there was also a little light flowing in the groom's turbid old eyes. He murmured: "Young Master is even more terrifying than I thought..."

Xiaobai beside him glanced at him with his eyes drooping, as if he was saying that the old guy wants you to say this?

The groom smiled bitterly and said, "Puppy, you only know that the young master is unshuang, but you don't know how terrible it is to use the resources of mortals to attack the powerful people into the Tao to win. How many people can do this in the nine heavens and ten earths?"

When Xiaobai heard this, he nodded solemnly, but suddenly realized something was wrong and couldn't help but jump up, almost fighting the groom.

Old guy, do you dare to bark puppies? The young master doesn’t bark like that, and he dares to take advantage of this dog!

Jian Shisi, Mu Ke and others also shook their heads with a wry smile, and couldn't help but feel fortunate that they did not have a quarrel with Chief Chu.

Some orthodox disciples also opened their mouths at this time, but couldn't say a word.

Before the Lanting meeting, how many people were sneering at Chu Tianming as the "Chief Senior Brother"? Wenzong, 90% were not even 10%.

But at this time, no one dared to look down on Chu Tianming in the hearts of these orthodox disciples who participated in the Lanting Association.

After all, this is a thrust into the Tao!

Even if it is just a soul mark, even if Chu Tianming borrows Qinfeng Guqin and other means, the final result is unquestionable.

It is conceivable that when this incident reaches all the disciples of Wenzong, what a shocking wave it will cause?

...

After Chu Tianming crushed the soul mark of Lord Dao Lei, Zi Qiuyun's face was pale and his lips and teeth were trembling.

Lord Daolio was the most invincible belief in his heart. When Chu Tianming defeated Lord Daolio, he also defeated his last will and penetrated his mind.

Suddenly, he burst into laughter, and didn't know where the strength came from, supporting him to run towards Chu Tianming, but Chu Tianming just stood there lightly, without moving.

"Chu Tianming--"

He screamed shrillly, like a devil who had returned to the sky, but he had not yet taken a few steps, and suddenly he burst out in his last breath, and he stumbled to the ground, then died.

Zi Qiuyun's face was full of unwillingness and resentment until his death, but Chu Tianming didn't look at him any more.

Chu Tianming's eyes slowly turned to Yan Meijiao's body.

"Elder Yan, I have two sins. I deserve to die. You can punish me."

This was heard in Yan Meijiao's ears, and it hurt like a needle. He had previously smeared Chu Tianming for his son Qiuyun and gave two punishments. Now Chu Tianming has raised the two crimes again, which is undoubtedly a swing of these "two crimes" and smashed him in the face.

Judging from Chu Tianming's calm and gentle appearance, how could he admit his guilt at all? What's more, even if Chu Tianming is really guilty, who dares to break up with him?

"I'm joking and joking... Chief Chu Grand Priest is powerful, how dare Yan punish him wantonly? He offended him before, so please ask Chief Chu Grand Priest Hai Han..." Yan Meijiao laughed and got up from the ground, saying and retreated. When he pushed to the edge of the spiritual field, he sacrificed a magic weapon and wrapped himself in his arms and quickly escaped outside Wenzong.

Yan Meijiao knew that he had offended the Lord of Qinglian Peak and Chu Tianming to death. If he stayed, he would definitely die. Only by escaping from Wenzong with the trump card of saving his life and surrendering to the Lord of Daolue, can he have a glimmer of life.

Therefore, he spared no effort to escape, hoping that he could obtain a single and half position after being under the command of the Daolai Kingdom.

But he was wrong.

Chu Tianming didn't plan to let him go.

Chu Tianming casually plucked the strings of the guqin, and a sound blade pierced through the space, slashing Yan Meijiao along the waves of Daosu.

In the horizon, Yan Meijiao burst into a blood mist, as sad and beautiful as withered autumn leaves.
Chapter completed!