I saw a terrible musical aura emerged from the body of the corpse king, which swept out directly. For a moment, the world was surrounded by music again and turned into the musical realm.

A wisp of music directly descended into the eardrums of the people and penetrated into the soul. Even those powerful beings who had passed the second level of the Great Dao Divine Tribulation, felt their soul tremble at this moment.

"Buzz!" The rhythm fluctuations continued to spread from the body of the corpse king, as if the body of the corpse king was just an introduction. In a short moment, the vast land was covered by the meaning of the corpse king.

The music sounded, and every beating note seemed to contain endless sadness.

"The God's Sorrow Song." Luo Tianzun looked solemn, with a bit of piety. Then he saw him sitting cross-legged, sitting directly in this empty space, listening carefully.

Although this divine tragedy song is terrible, it is a great blessing to be able to hear the lost divine tragedy song with your own ears. What's more, this divine tragedy song is most likely played by Emperor Shenyin himself. Even if he is not here, he exists here in another way and plays this amazing divine song.

As a music practitioner, Luo Tianzun could hear a divine song here. Even if he had to withstand the terrible music attack, he still did not deliberately resist it, but let it go and wanted to feel what kind of divine song the divine song was.

Moreover, because of his own practice of music, he naturally has a stronger ability to resist than others.

Of course, even if Luo Tianzun deliberately resisted, it would be useless. The God's Psychic Song directly covered the vast space, resounded through this sky, penetrated into the eardrums of all people, and penetrated into the souls. Even if you want to hide, you can't escape it.

Those giant figures who retreated were sitting cross-legged, trying to close the six consciousnesses, but it was useless. The gods were bent out of grief, with endless sadness. They were soon invaded by the gods' will, entered that artistic conception, and even forgot where they were, and entered the extreme sad situation of self-fantasy.

God’s sorrow comes out, and all ages are sad.

Sadness enveloped this world, and Ye Futian also sat cross-legged. Although the soul was in the body of the Emperor of God Armor, it was still impossible to resist the invasion of the Divine Comedy. This rhythm directly penetrated into the soul. The strong sense of sadness appeared again, making people feel despair, endless hollowness, endless sadness. This emotion was amplified to make people lose their will, completely fall into it, immersed in extreme sadness and unable to extricate themselves, destroying people's will.

Even those strong men who have passed the second level of the Great Dao Divine Tribulation were strongly affected. They looked at the corpse king in front of them, and the aura of the Great Dao was terrifying. They continued to step forward and had to destroy the other party. Otherwise, they would be affected by the rhythm and fall into it.

However, as they moved forward, the musical storm became even more terrifying, directly carrying their bodies and penetrated into their minds frantically. A strong sense of sadness was involuntarily aroused, as if it was not controlled by their own will, but controlled by Nagquyin.

But this level of existence has such a firm will. Even so, they still stretched out their hands and pointed at the body of the corpse king. They saw that one of them seemed to penetrate the rhythm storm, walking forward, penetrating in little by little until they descended to the corpse king and pointing to the other person's body.

In other directions, those who had survived the two great god tribulations also touched the body of the corpse king at close range with extraordinary means. At this moment, the space was completely torn and shattered, and there was no force in madness that could stop the destruction of the space.

The extremely gorgeous light and the dark light appeared at the same time, and then the body of the corpse king dissipated little by little until it completely dissipated invisible and destroyed.

"Die?" Everyone thought to themselves when they saw this scene.

"No..." Their expressions changed slightly, and their sadness remained. The rhythm did not dissipate. It was just a corpse, and it was destroyed. It did not mean anything. Before, the rhythm was only played through his body.

The top-level powerful man who was killing in front lowered his head and glanced at the grave below. He saw that in the grave, a wisp of music fluctuations filled the grave. One of them stepped out, and suddenly a heavy pressure fell, causing cracks to appear in the grave and began to break through the middle.

He wanted to see what was hidden in the grave.

Although everything before was extremely strange, as if there was really an emperor there, he still didn't believe that Emperor Shenyin was still alive. If this were the case, how could they be so presumptuous here?

There may be secrets in this tomb that they don’t know.

The tomb was broken, and an ancient coffin appeared inside. The pure white ancient coffin was the terrifying rhythm that came from the coffin, and even the divine thoughts could not penetrate it.

This made the several powerful men who had survived the second level of divine tribulation look solemn, staring at the white ancient coffin. Is there the body of the Divine Sound Emperor?

If it was the corpse of the emperor, where did this rhythm come from?

Why can it play in this space?

Moreover, the music sounds from the coffin did not stop at all, becoming stronger and stronger, making these top-notch people feel a illusion, as if they are about to fall into that sad mood.

"boom!"

Their aura was astonishing as they stared at the coffin. No matter what, they would break it and peek into the secrets in the coffin. If there was really the corpse of the emperor, it would be another bloody storm.

As before, they attacked the coffin, but the power of the avenue that burst out would dissipate invisible when approaching the coffin. Like before, they wanted to attack closely to break it. Someone reached out to point the coffin directly, and their bodies penetrated the rhythm storm and entered it.

Some people also burst into a shocking sword, piercing the storm, and going all the way down.

The attacks of these powerful men in this original land were enough to collapse the world and destroy the great way, but in front of the coffin, they were under unparalleled pressure, as if the attack was blocked and could only move forward little by little.

However, it is still getting closer.

Luo Tianzun opened his eyes and looked over there. His heart was beating violently. It seemed that it was really about to break open.

He speculated that the Emperor might exist in another form. Such behavior by these powerful people is already disrespectful to the Emperor. If the Emperor really exists in another form, I don’t know what consequences it will cause.

However, these people had made up their minds and could not stop them. Finally, someone's attack came and landed on the white ancient coffin. A crisp crack sound came out, and cracks appeared in the coffin, which seemed not so difficult to break.

"Bang!"
Chapter completed!