I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon Chapter 435: Soul drummer, online creation
Boom!
A drum sound awakened Tadanobu Miyamoto in horror.
He looked at the music station in horror.
In front of the microphone, a man wearing a facial mask stands proudly.
His body is as quiet as the night, completely dark.
The cat in his arms has already jumped onto the table.
The black kitten stretches out.
The pyramid is reflected between the flashing stage lights.
The black Pharaoh held up his scepter.
The blood moon covers the entire dance floor.
The entire dance floor has been shrouded by invisible power.
Tadanobu Miyamoto swallowed, and then he saw the man wearing the facial mask raised his hand slightly.
In the spiritual sense, Tadanobu Miyamoto sensed that spiritual energy was flowing quietly beside him like a gurgling stream.
As if since ancient times, psionic energy has been the stream flowing beside him.
The black kitten on the countertop is faintly imaginary.
In a trance, Tadanobu Miyamoto seemed to see a very charming goddess lying on the table.
Long black hair, wrapped in his perfect and moving body.
The pupils like agate stone, quietly looking at his master.
Like a real pet cat.
Waiting eagerly for the master's teasing or order.
"Who is he?" Miyamoto asked Tadanobu.
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The drums still echoed in my ears.
Ling Ping An is already crazy!
The world becomes meaningless in his eyes. To him, the world is like a paper boat floating in the waves of an endless dark ocean, which may capsize at any time.
At this moment, he is extremely arrogant, arrogant, and arrogant.
So, everything that was once suppressed and ignored, spewed out like magma.
Make it hard for him to restrain himself, not to extricate himself!
He looked at the people on the dance floor, glanced at the band people on the music stage, crying for hearing his great performance, excited to the point that their bodies were swinging.
Vaguely, Lingping has a clear understanding.
"These humble scorpions, worms that are dying in their lives, are afraid that they will not listen to the great joy of my creation!"
Great music is the joy of the universe.
It is the joy of heaven, the sound of earth!
Harmony with the heavens and the earth, expounding the universe and nature.
This kind of great music, unqualified creatures cannot listen.
Can't even hear the remaining sound!
Listen to death!
So...
"I will create a small song!"
Although I don't quite understand why, the peace of mind still depends on my heart.
He slowly closed his eyes.
His hand gently stroked the drum in front of him.
As he stroked, a worm-like thing, from all directions, penetrated into the drum.
So, this ordinary cowhide drum slowly became ancient.
The years are on it, leaving mottled marks.
History is in it, engraving the mark of the times.
Vaguely, in the bulging body, there seems to be a ten-day sky, burning the earth.
Vaguely, within the drum body, there was the roar of a rolling flood.
Vaguely, there seems to be an eternally hovering bird, hovering above the blue waves of the East China Sea, day and night, day and night.
In the end, all the voices and figures are gone.
Only mottled marks and dust were left on the drum.
And these traces and dust were erased by Lingping again, and they fell drop by drop.
So the drum has a new look!
A brand new drum of war.
The cowhide covered the drum body, it was cyan, and there was a faint blue thunder light in the cyan.
Kai Niu Gu!
Then he opened his eyes.
There is no emotion in his eyes, and the whole person is in the ultimate madness.
At this moment, Lingping knows that he is omnipotent.
There is nothing he can't do!
The people in front of him saw that on this music stage, the eyes of people wearing facial masks suddenly burned.
Strips of golden flames overflowed from his eyes.
Like a solar flare!
In his hands, a blue electric current is flowing in the cyan leather drum.
Boom!
He patted the drum head lightly.
Thunder light surging from it, blooming electric flowers.
This thunder light not only surging from the drum.
It also exploded from the sky above.
Boom!
Thunder!
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Li Shouyi opened his eyes suddenly.
He raised his head and looked at the ceiling above his head.
Boom!
In the sky, thunder exploded.
Li Shouyi lightly patted an armrest beside him, and his closed basement opened instantly.
He leaped lightly and jumped from the basement. After a short while, the whole person had fallen on a hill.
He looked up at the sky.
The billowing clouds have accumulated.
Thunder came from the dark clouds.
Boom!
Lightning tore the sky apart.
The endless thunder light blooms in the sky, illuminating the dark world.
Li Shouyi took a deep breath.
"What happened?" He frowned.
This thunderstorm is so unusual!
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"Emperor Capital Meteorological Observatory, an emergency report. Affected by strong convective weather, there will be heavy rain and thunderstorms throughout the Imperial Capital tonight... Please stay at home and try not to go out!"
Ang Lee listened to the warning from the broadcast.
She raised her head and looked at Chu Weiwei on the side.
"What's the situation?" Li Anan asked.
Chu shook his head slightly, but his face was extremely worried.
Her palm, the mark from the rain master is shining.
She knew that the imperial capital tonight might not be calm.
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He Rourou looked up at the sky.
Dark clouds are rolling, thunder is rumbling, and lightning is blooming in the clouds.
On her forehead, an emblem flashed faintly.
"It's the master!" She said enthusiastically: "It's the master!"
Her body instantly heated up.
So, she pulled her car directly to a corner of the street.
She is going to find the owner!
This is her mission and her destiny!
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Boom!
Thunder blasted in the sky above.
In the Luming Hall, the lights began to flash and go out.
The boundless psychic coercion rushed from all directions to the inside and outside of the Luming Hall.
The stronger the strength, the deeper the feeling.
Ordinary staff members just feel cold and flustered.
But the transcendents are already trembling.
In their spiritual sense, they felt the real horror.
The flesh and blood of the body seem to have given birth to their own will, squirming bit by bit.
Among the souls, there is great horror.
Countless crazily twisted thoughts continue to emerge.
Everyone is desperately defending, holding on to reason.
Everyone knows that once the sanity collapses.
They must be crazy!
Moreover, it will be twisted into an ignorant monster, a beast without thinking.
Ludwick is the one who feels the most.
He is dripping with cold sweat on his forehead.
The crazy thoughts inside, wave after wave.
He clasped his hands tightly, insisting on reason.
"Who the **** is it?" he thought.
Suddenly...
"Your Highness..." Ludwick heard someone behind him nervously ask: "What's the matter with you?"
In the aftermath of his eye, he saw a beautiful and lovely girl who was holding the Fusang Princess and asking intimately.
That's a fox girl!
Fusang Fox Girl!
But...
Why is she not affected?
Ludwick couldn't understand.
Everyone in the entire Luming Hall was restrained by the terrifying psychic coercion.
But what's the matter with this Fuso fox girl?
The major of the district is like a okay person!
However...
Ludwick has no time to think again.
Because of the drum sound, it rang again.
This time, the drum sound is no longer a single sound.
It's continuous!
Boom boom boom!
The drum rumbling.
Boom!
The sky above your head is full of thunder!
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Lingping patted the drums.
Boom boom boom!
The drum body was beaten up and down.
Boom boom boom!
Rumble of drums!
He was immersed in the heaven of music and the desire to create.
In his mind, countless thoughts, one after another.
Everything about music does not need to be learned or taught. He seems to understand it by nature.
Melody, beat...
Do Laimi sent to the evening...
Gong, Shang, Jiao, Zheng, Yu.
But...
He slapped the drum, and said frivolously: "Am I the one who needs melody, beat, and rhythm?"
Melody, beat, and rhythm are the rules of mortal music.
He doesn't need it.
He only needs to shoot casually to create a world of wonder, a world of joy!
So, his creation is actually just a few shots.
Rhythm? melody? temperament?
No need!
A real genius, just pat, just like the tune, and just hit the beat as the rhythm.
Because a genius is a pioneer and a creator.
I said 1+1 is equal to 3, then it will never be equal to 2.
1+1 is equal to 2, that's because I call it equal to 2!
So, he slapped very happily and played very happily.
The audience in the audience slowly shook their bodies in the drums, following his rhythm.
Even his cat is swaying slowly following the beat.
Vaguely, the kitten on the countertop seemed to have become an impeccable girl with only long black hair, wrapping her white plump body.
A pair of eyes like agate stone, surging like water.
Ling felt peacefully, and his emotions became more and more excited.
Cao Ama said: Fortunately, I even sing to chant!
He is also eager to try.
So, groaning softly.
"At the beginning of ancient times, who preached..."
"It's me!" He raised his head and replied very firmly
"The upper and lower parts are not visible, why the examination..."
"I know!" he answered softly.
Boom boom boom!
The drum beats inexplicably fit his groan.
And his voice, though moaning.
But it was very clear, echoing on the dance floor, even if it was above the sky, there was thunder, which could not be covered.
The people on the dance floor, listening to the drums, raised their heads one by one in this low groan.
Everyone's eyes are dark.
There are smiles on their faces.
Happy smile.
As if to hear the most beautiful voice in the world, as if to feel the most extreme warmth in the world.
But...
This smile is very strange again.
There seems to be something inside their skin, slowly squirming.
Slowly squirming under a smile.
In the corridor upstairs, Tadanobu Miyamoto had already knelt down.
The sound of drums reverberated in his ears, and his humming and answering, accompanied by drums, sounded into his heart.
In his eye sockets, long thin lines broke free from them and grew out of the dark eye sockets.
The gurgling blood is slowly surging.
Black resentment surged from his flesh.
"Miyamoto heard the Tao..." Tadanobu Miyamoto kept a happy and bright smile. He knelt on the ground, his eyes full of madness: "You can die at night!"
At this moment, he felt that he was extremely honored and extremely lucky.
The humble dust, the tiny scorpion, can actually hear such drums and such great singing during the lifetime.
Even if he died immediately, his soul is under the yellow spring, he can still be stunned!
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Boom boom boom...
Boom boom boom...
There is no rhythm, no rhythm of drums, rolling from all directions.
The thunder in the sky continues to explode.
Thunderstorms kept tearing through the sky.
Li Shouyi raised his head and looked at the depths of the sky.
He could perceive that something was flying towards the earth at high speed from the thunderstorm.
Finally!
He felt it.
A big mountain!
The mountains that stretch for hundreds of miles!
Countless peaks, mountains that have collapsed!
The endless valleys have dried up mountains!
Between the peaks, corpses are everywhere.
In and out of the valley, no grass grows.
In the depths of this mountain, the core of the earth vein.
An ancient god, lying quietly in the middle of the broken mountain.
His fairy body has been beaten to pieces.
His soul was completely shattered by some terrifying power.
The immortal blood is like a fountain, and it has been pouring out from wounds.
Vaguely, Li Shouyi heard the elegy lament among the mountains.
"The hills of Kunlun are the only capital under the emperor, the **** Lu Wusi. Its **** is like a tiger with nine tails and a human face with tiger claws; it is a god, the nine divisions of the sky and the emperor's trap. When..."
Li Shouyi looked up at the mountain that was hitting at high speed deep in the thunderstorm.
Listen to the whispers among the mountains.
The sad elegy and sigh.
In a trance, Li Shouyi seemed to see a hazy picture.
The immortal **** with a tiger body and nine tails, a human face and tiger claws, is standing on top of the mountains, fighting against people.
Space is crumbling, heaven and earth are whimpering.
Even to death, this fairy **** is still protecting the mountains beneath him.
However...
When He fell from the sky, the blood of God gushed out and scattered the mountains.
His enemies have not let go of the mountains he swears to defend.
The mountain peak was shattered and the ground vein was torn apart.
The plants, birds and beasts were all slaughtered.
No chickens, dogs, no grass.
Even so, his enemies are still worried about his resurrection.
He simply pulled these mountains up from the sky and the earth, and threw them into the endless turbulence of time and space.
Li Shouyi frowned as he felt these images.
Because the mountains passing through the thunderstorm are passing through the thunderstorm.
This thunderstorm is not only its hindrance~IndoMTL.com~ it has become its road.
A road to the world.
Boom boom boom!
The drum beats a little.
Boom!
Thunder is coming.
The blue thunder light tore open the dark clouds and also illuminates the world.
In the thunder light, the mountains with long trails, like meteors, fell to the northwest.
The goal is Kunlun Mountain!
Li Shouyi looked at it, the mountains flashing in thunder.
"After tonight..." He sighed: "The world will be transformed!"
He knows that the invasion of myth has intensified!
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