The sound of the piano is clear and gentle, like the spring breeze gently blowing on the earth and the phoenix fluttering its wings high.
The fire in the eyes of those lantern people gradually shrank and was about to go out...
The monster seemed to have never expected that someone could break the sound of his flute. As soon as the sound of the piano sounded, the sound of the flute was slightly choked.
But in a blink of an eye, the flute sounded again
This time the tone was extremely sad and shrill, like a night ghost roaring, the flute sound getting faster and faster, like thousands of horses galloping, and like thunder in the sky, thunder and lightning one after another. It made people's ears buzz.
Yun Lei felt her heart beating faster and faster with the sound of the flute. After listening for a moment, her heart almost jumped out of her chest.
Suddenly I heard a voice in my ear saying: "Little stupid immortal, quickly concentrate on your luck!"
Yun Lei was suddenly frightened: "Her flute sound is so urgent, if I continue to listen to it, won't my heart beat to death due to her?"
He sat down hurriedly, made a lotus palm print with his left hand, pressed it flat on his chest, held his breath and concentrated, silently practiced the Xuanmen internal skills, and his heartbeat finally slowed down.
Look at those lantern men again, they all have extremely uncomfortable expressions on their faces.
His face was red, and sparks about a foot long were erupting from his eyes.
Suddenly, the sound of the piano also changed, like an eagle striking the sky, like a surging sea tide, or like a dragon angrily going out to sea in a strong wind and rain... it was clear and high-pitched, and the sound of the flute was immediately suppressed.
Not to be outdone, the sound of the flute suddenly turned into a low, whimpering, soul-stirring, and dark sound, which came out directly in the clear sound of the piano.
The two sounds are a mixture of sounds, which is extremely weird. The sound of the piano is as cool as the running water in the mountain stream, and the sound of the flute is as sad and shrill as a white ape crying at night.
The two tones are one high and the other low, and they advance and retreat, making it difficult to be higher or lower for a while.
Yun Lei's spiritual power was astonishing. At this time, she activated Taoist Xuanmen internal skills. In a moment, she felt that the altar was completely clear, and her mind was no longer disturbed by two sounds.
She took a long breath, stood up slowly, and looked at Zhang Danfeng.
However, Zhang Danfeng's face turned slightly pale. There was no wind at this time, but his sleeves were fluttering and his clothes were flying.
It seemed like an endless hurricane was swirling around him.
Although he was concentrating on playing, his eyes glanced at Yun Lei from time to time.
Seeing that Yun Lei was fine at this time, there was a trace of relief in her eyes.
Yun Lei was afraid that Zhang Danfeng would make a mistake, so she quickly moved the clouds under her feet and flew towards him.