Zhang Xing stood up and looked around. He realized that the demons around him had clear eyes and were not affected by Brocade Waistcoat's music.
He could not help but look at Brocade Waistcoat in a new light.
At the same time, he was impressed by his precise Divine Control.
If it had been anyone else, the demons around him would have been mesmerized by the music.
Zhang Xing's actions did not shock Brocade Waistcoat. At least, he did not show it on the surface.
He was still focused on playing the jade flute.
This was just the beginning. If Zhang Xing was already mesmerized by the music, he was not worthy of being his opponent.
The beautiful melody was indeed intoxicating. At this moment, the battlefield was the focus of everyone's attention. It was like his personal concert.
At this moment, not only did the Wan sisters look dazed, but even the younger generation of demons looked excited and worshipful.
In fact, there were even many demon girls who couldn't help but cry out loud!
The demon boys looked as if they had been injected with chicken blood. Their blood was boiling, and they could not stop trembling.
If this was a concert, then the moment the music stopped was the moment billions of applause and cheers sounded.
Brocade Waistcoat could not help but smile when he saw this scene.
Not to mention how powerful his musical talent was, just his ability to control music was something that no one in the Fourth Heavenly Layer could match.
"Sound Wave, Demonic Song!"
Brocade Waistcoat's aura changed, and so did the style of the music.
A powerful wave, like thousands of soldiers and horses, swept toward Zhang Xing in an overwhelming manner.
The onlooking demons seemed to have seen countless unyielding demon soldiers in battle armor, wielding iron spears, and killing enemies on the battlefield!
Their original admiration for Brocade Waistcoat instantly turned into a passionate love between fellow comrades.
Moreover, this emotion flew out of the demons' heads and quickly merged with Brocade Waistcoat's aura.
"Absorbing the willpower of the demons to enrich your soul. Demons are demons. No matter how much you pretend, you can't change the fact that you are a demon!"
Zhang Xing looked calmly at the sound waves that were coming at him and slowly threw out a punch.
18 roaring dragon phantoms rushed forward.
"Haha!
This move again? "
Jin Dai Yi could not help but feel a little disappointed.
Perhaps this Zhang Xing only knew this fist technique!
He was a young human who had climbed up from the bottom. Although he was a little shabby, it was understandable.
However, Jin Dai Yi would not underestimate Zhang Xing's strength because of such trivial matters.
He took a deep breath, and the telekinesis floating above his head was instantly sucked dry.
With a buzz, the demonic song stopped, and the world instantly fell into a deathly silence.
It was as quiet as the second before Pangu created the world.
In the next second, a huge phantom containing seven musical notes shot out from the jade flute.
It was as if all the demons had heard the most beautiful celestial music in the world. It was as if all of their souls had merged into it.
Those Second Order God Realm and above demons immediately sensed the abnormality in their souls.
Their expressions changed instantly as they hurriedly circulated the power of their Divine Souls to resist this terrifying demonic sound.
"Quick … help … Jin Gongzi …"
Many Great Demons wanted to stop Jin Dai Yi from using this divine ability, but they couldn't say anything. Their hearts were burning with anxiety.
If this continued, the number of demons who could survive could be counted on one hand.
The other demons with weaker cultivation would definitely have their souls sucked away by this huge demonic sound rune and die instantly.
This Brocade Waistcoat was too terrifying. Under his handsome appearance was a cold-blooded and heartless face.
The Devil Race … was a Devil!