Chapter 1,677

Many people's eyes couldn't help looking at Li Yuxi, and their eyes were all amazing.

Even the Langya Palace owner heard his reputation. This time, he seems to be sure to have it.

Langya Palace Lord continued: "This time, the Langya event, any one who can enter the top 100, can see the Taikoo Wanlong map of the Tiangong of the Langya, appreciate the ten St. Xuan Dan, and enjoy the fifty of the St. Dragon Dan.

In the ten, you can choose a song of the ancient song in Langya Treasure Magma, and give 30 Saint Xuan Dan. In the first fifteen, you can enjoy the hundreds of Saint Xuan Dan and ten leaves.

One piece of sanctuary. "

Well!

A piece of uproar came from around. This reward is really amazing. The first hundred rewards are unimaginable.

No wonder even the scholars of the Holy Land couldn't help but come to participate. Such a hand pen could not easily take it out even if it was the Holy Land.

"The top five rankings can get three three lives, and the top of the list must have one three holy fruits. At the same time, you can make a request to me. You can mention it within the scope of ability.

Three lives, three lives, three holy fruits!

When the voice of the Langya Palace fell, many elders of the Holy Land laughed, and although other resources could also provide precious sacred land, it could also be provided.

Only these are unique to the Langya Tiangong. There is only one three -lived tree in the world in Langya Tiandong.

The scarcity of the god tree may not be there. Even the holy land may not be available.

"This reward is really tempting." Lin Yun looked at Langya Palace, and lamented the person's handwriting.

"Did you find something?"

Yue Weiwei looked at Lin Yun with a smile.

"No."

Lin Yun shook his head. He knew that Yue Weiwei asked to discover whether Langya Tian Palace was related to Canglong's pulse.

"Where is the Three Life Tree?"

Lin Yun had seen the Quartet before, and did not find the existence of the Three Shengshu.

Theoretically, as a god tree, the Three Shengshu must be extremely powerful. Everyone should have discovered it.

"Maybe, we have discovered it long ago, but we don't know." Yue Weiwei smiled.

Lin Yunpin has a lot of thoughts.

"Well, except for the invited people, everyone will retreat for the time being."

Soon, there were only those who participated in the feast near Langya platform. Other guests retreated to the distance in the distance.

Langya feast, officially started!

!!

Several old man in the Langya Tiandong landed on the Langya platform. They stood in the center of Langya platform and each faced in different directions. There was a white jade and slips hanging in front of them.

On the jade slips, Si Le's name participated in the Langya feast. The number of jade slips with a number of more than 10,000, each exuding a faint light.

"The Langya Feast is different from the past. It is divided into three rounds. The first round is a hundred -person melee, and the five people are promoted to the next round. The second round is determined by the five people.

One hundred people, the final ranking is determined. "

There are too many Si Le who participated in the feast this year, and it must not be able to do it in accordance with the usual rules.

Very cruel, but the real strong, definitely stand in the end.

When the rules come out | After the stage, some people are nervous, and some people are eager to try.

Soon, the name starts.

The old man on the Langya platform named them one by one. Every time, someone ascended to Langya.

After a while, there would be a storm on the Langya platform, and it became extremely chaotic.

Wait until a hundred names, and the battle on the stage will be released.

boom!

Instantly, the sound of various musical instruments sounded on the Langya platform, and countless eyes fell on the Langya platform.

Lin Yun and Yue Weiwei are no exception. They watch it seriously.

Si Le, who can qualify, is all a thousand miles, and there are no weak people. Most of them became famous before that.

The battle between the rhythm is even more intense than the martial arts.

In addition to the pure strength, a hundred people also need a little trick. If you do n’t understand the hidden clumsy and the time of trial, you will be besieged by a little exposure.

Soon only the last five people were left to get the qualification to be promoted in the next round.

"Yan Tianyi!"

Finally, the name of Master Tianxiang Palace was clicked out.

Before him, Lin Wan and several others were eliminated. There was only Lin Yun left by Tianxiang Palace.

"I'm going."

Yan Tianyi rushed Lin Yun and others smiled, and then appeared on the stage alone.

He was inconspicuous on the stage. The most noticeable of this hundred people was Di Qiu.

Di Qiu, the descendants of the Linglong Palace, have mastered the Voice of Great Saints just twenty years old. He is a peerless wizard of the rhythm.

At this age, he has mastered the Voice of Great Holy Palace. He can be ranked in the top three in the past thousand years. How strong his talents are.

As for Yan Tianyu, there is not much point that can make praise.

Di Qiu is not very old, he is extremely public, and he doesn't know convergence at all.

As soon as he appeared, it attracted much attention.

"Di Qiu's debut!"

"Well, the Tianxiang Palace is afraid that the whole army will be overwhelmed."

"This is not good to be lucky. If you encounter someone else, it should be a problem with the first round with his strength."

Many people said that they were not optimistic about Yan Tianyu.

I feel that everyone in this group will become Di Qiu's stepstone, making his reputation more prominent.

When Lin Yun heard many discussions, he knew about what this Di Qiu was. The corner of his mouth raised a smile.

This is a ruthless man who came out of Shenshan Blood!

Step?

Fresh?

Don't underestimate people!

On the Langya platform, all the eyes fell on Di Qiu, and when I saw Di Qiu took out a ordinary bamboo flute and started to play.

The sound of the bamboo flute is very harsh, and the rhythm is extremely weird. There is no pleasing to the ears, but it is extremely ugly.

The sound was like the scream of monsters, and it was like a ghost's sorrow. The most tortured voice in the world was there.

Puff!

On the spot, many people vomited blood, and they couldn't afford to fall to the ground with their foreheads. They sent out a mourning on the ground.

What's more weird is that their mourning and pain actually fused with Di Qiu's flute sound.

Make his rhythm more terrible!

Some people could stop it, and after the mourning of the person who fell to the ground, it was obvious that it was not able to hold it.

"Well, what kind of ghost rhythm?"

"Can this be regarded as a rhythm?"

"The frog at the bottom of the well, this is the seven magic songs of Linglong Palace, which can play the most painful tune in the world.

Everyone was shocked at first, and it was true that it was true.

The remaining people want to join forces to deal with Diqiu, but the more closer to Di Qiu, the more painful the face.

"Enough."

There are only five people left on the field. The old man in Langya Tiandong spoke and wanted to stop Di Qiu.

Buw!

Di Qiu still played the bamboo flute, and he didn't mean to hold his hand. In the void, what he made with a flute sound.

"The song is not over yet, it can't end."

Everyone was shocked and suddenly woke up.

Sure enough, it's too young, it's too public!

Several old men looked up at the Langya Palace, and the Langya Palace Lord was slightly clicked.
To be continued...