After Jiang Zhong heard the sound of the piano, he immediately felt a strong sense of uneasiness in his heart.
The dark clouds in the sky completely obscured the moon. A cold gale howled through the sky above the demon army camp. The sudden increase in air pressure made their eardrums ache slightly, and even blew their military flags into the air.
Ordinary demon warriors thought it was a weather change and a sudden cold front came, but Jiang Zhong, Nangong Wei and Zuo Lu understood that this was a change caused by a powerful energy attack.
This energy is closely related to the piano sound just now.
After the sudden sound of the piano, there was a burst of exclamations in the military camp, and the situation changed suddenly. A powerful pressure made the demons breathless.
Then, there was an unsettling silence.
What followed was a more intensive burst of piano sounds, like thousands of troops marching through the dust, and deafening thunder was faintly heard in the rolling dark clouds, intersecting with the piano sounds, with a faint breath of murderous brutality.
Jiang Zhong secretly thought that this was not good. The sound of the piano was a sonic power. It not only contained powerful force, but also caused changes in the weather. The person who could perform this kind of piano sound was most likely the Daluo Jinxian from two hundred years ago.
Jiang Zhong still remembers the scene two hundred years ago when he met a Daluo Jinxian holding a guqin among thousands of soldiers.
He was an old man with white hair and beard. The colorful guqin was floating in the air without anyone holding it up, and the Daluo Jinxian kept playing the guqin with both hands, creating waves of sound, killing the demons who rushed over and causing a river of blood and countless casualties.
Jiang Zhong also tried to raise the Magic Spear and rush forward, but a sound wave as sharp as a knife came at him with great force. Fortunately, his Magic Spear blocked the sound wave, but his hands were numb from the shock and the Magic Spear almost slipped out of his hand.
However, more than a dozen demon warriors around him had their heads chopped off by the sound wave. The huge heads flew into the air, and blood spilled down like a rainstorm, soaking him all over.
In the following years, Jiang Zhong would wake up from that horrific dream, as if he heard the murderous sound of the piano again, stirring up a bloody storm once again.
When he heard the first sound of the piano, he even wondered if he had heard it wrong, if it was an illusion, or if everyone had heard it.
When Zuo Lu asked curiously: "Strange, who is playing the piano?"
Only then did he realize that this was not his illusion, but the Daluo Jinxian whom he met during the war between immortals and demons two hundred years ago had appeared again.
Moreover, the power of the sound of the piano and the strength contained in it have increased a lot compared to more than two hundred years ago. It has already broken through the highest level of Daluo Jinxian, the peak realm, and advanced to the initial stage of the celestial fairy realm.
When the sound of the piano sounded, the dark clouds in the sky were like layers of raging waves, as if they were about to fall from the sky. It made people nervous and felt as if the magic core was about to jump out of their chest.
Boom! Dazzling streaks of lightning struck down from the sky like extremely twisted knives, tearing through the night sky and creating waves of energy.
Jiang Zhong noticed that these lightning bolts were not striking randomly. Most of them hit the magic crystal cannon carts heavily. The huge lightning bolts contained energy waves and exploded on the magic crystal cannon carts.
All of those magic crystal artillery vehicles smashed their anchors and penetrated more than a meter into the ground, stabilizing the vehicle body and forming an iron wall to defend against the attacks of the human coalition forces.
Now the lightning and the frantic sound waves knocked the heavy and solid magic crystal cannon cart off the ground, and even the iron anchor as thick as a wrist was broken.
As a result, some magic crystal cannon carts crashed into each other randomly, becoming a mess.
Jiang Zhong's mental power immediately rushed towards the direction where the piano sound came from, looking for the culprit who caused the chaos.
"Old man playing the piano, come out. It's impossible for you to destroy our defense formation by yourself. You are just trying to stop a chariot with your bare hands."
The invisible Tianqin old man sneered: "Who said I can only do it alone?"
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, the sky suddenly became bright, as if countless stars were falling from the sky, getting closer and brighter, colorful and very beautiful.
The demon warriors looked up at the sky in surprise: "Are these all meteors?"
"Stupid, one is called a shooting star, so many are called a meteor shower."
"Wow, what a beautiful meteor shower."
"Mom said that if you make a wish when you see a shooting star, the wish will come true."
"Then make a wish quickly."
Jiang Zhong was shocked by what he saw. Those were not shining stars, but countless flying swords flashing with cold light.
"Everyone be careful."
His voice could only attract the attention of a small number of demon warriors around him.
They looked at Jiang Zhong in confusion, not understanding why Jiang Zhong asked him to be careful.
Puff! When the dazzling flying sword arrived in front of them, the demon warriors realized that these crystal clear and colorful lights were not meteor showers, but powerful flying swords.
Suddenly, countless shrill screams rang out throughout the demon camp. This sudden wave of flying swords caused many demons who were still drowsy to fall from surprise into the painful hell of death.
In order to strengthen the defense, Jiang Zhong specially prepared a counterattack plan to deal with the sneak attack. The first step was to sound the alarm.
Loud sirens sounded over the Bevilia Plain, sounding particularly harsh in the dark night.
Many demons who were still immersed in their dreams immediately got up from their beds, gathered their forces according to the predetermined counterattack plan, and resisted the enemy's sneak attack.
In this sneak attack, more than 30,000 ancient warriors went out in full force. Even Tianqizi and Tianshouzi led their men and rushed towards the demon camp.
The immortal weapons and spiritual weapons they carefully refined finally took effect. They carried the expectations of countless people and also contained their anger, and slashed towards the demon army.
The demons hastily raised their magic crystal guns and shot at the ancient warriors who were rushing over, but their magic crystal guns were not as flexible as the flying swords. The flying swords drew various trajectories in the air, and the ultimate goal was to cut off the demons' throats.
Seeing his people falling one by one, Jiang Zhong roared in hatred: "Everyone be careful, this is a flying sword, there are Daluo Jinxian and immortal disciples coming."
Nangong Wei raised the magic spear in his hand and stabbed the chest of an ancient warrior who was only at the initial stage of innate cultivation and rushed over.
The ancient warrior had a look of disbelief in his eyes. He had always been very confident, but he didn't expect that the demon would stab him with a gun so fast that he couldn't even see the trajectory of the gun.
The difference in strength between an initial-stage ancient warrior and a sixth-level demon general is too great, and they cannot be defeated in one move.
Nangong Wei's cultivation had reached the sixth level of the Demon General realm. He was so powerful that he could kill the ancient warriors who rushed over with one shot.
He didn't even look at it, and attacked with the magic spear based entirely on his feeling.