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"What's going on?" The bells were ringing all over the sky, and it seemed as if a Jingzhe awakened in the sky and roared.
Everyone frowned and their faces became extremely embarrassed: "The sound of the bell seems to be stronger and more terrifying than before. It seems that Chu Yan can borrow the power of the ancient bell."
Zichen's sword screen was affected by the sound of the bell and trembled, making him pale. He quickly took a step back and looked at Chu Yan coldly: "You really resonate with this ancient bell!"
"So what?" Chu Yan did not deny it this time and stood in the ancient clock.
The bell is ringing, but the Emperor dare not come forward.
Mengya breathed a sigh of relief, but she still held her hand tightly. Now the situation has changed too quickly, and Zichen, Changfeng, and Beiming Dynasty will not let Chu Yan go.
Coupled with the Donghuang clan and a group of people nearby who are watching eagerly, they may all attack together if there is an opportunity.
"Chu Yan, even if you control the ancient bell and can compete with the Emperor of Heaven, can you hide in the ancient bell for a lifetime? As long as you come out, you will die immediately." Changfeng roared.
Chu Yan laughed heartily and glanced at Changfeng: "I don't know the date of my death, but now, you are going to die."
"Boom!" At this moment, Chu Yan punched out, causing the bell to vibrate, and suddenly turned into a terrifying sound wave, crushing it against the long wind.
Changfeng's face changed in shock, and he quickly retreated, but the bell sounded faster and swallowed him up immediately, causing him to spurt blood one after another, and his soul was torn apart by the sound of the bell.
"Hiss——" All the powerful men took a breath of cold air. A heavenly emperor died like this? He was immediately killed by the sound of a bell.
"Who wants to keep trying?" Chu Yan didn't have much fluctuation after killing Changfeng. The opponent wanted to kill him several times, but he would not let it go if he had the chance. But now he looked around, his fighting spirit undiminished.
However, for a moment, no one dared to step forward, including Zichen. He also felt the sound of the bell that killed Changfeng just now. The power was too strong and could kill people's souls. Even he was not sure he could withstand the blow.
"Prince, what should we do?" People from the Zi Lei Dynasty asked in a low voice, Zi Chen narrowed his eyes slightly: "This ancient bell is too powerful, it can kill the Emperor of Heaven. If you can master it, this trip will be worthwhile, and I, the Zi Lei Dynasty, will definitely win it. "
"But now that this bell is controlled by this son, it is difficult to get it." Someone said.
"Don't worry, I have informed the Emperor of the Dynasty that he should be on his way here. Now we just need to keep an eye on him so that he cannot leave." Zichen ordered.
Everyone nodded, and at this moment, not only the Purple Thunder Frenzy, but also several big demons from the Beast King Palace looked at each other, exchanged opinions, and informed the king.
"Chu Yan, the ruler of the Beiming Dynasty will arrive soon, and it will be your death day." The disciple of the Beiming Dynasty said fiercely.
"It seems that Changfeng's death has not made you remember too much." Chu Yan said coldly, and then he raised his hand, and the bells sounded, and they kept blasting towards the Beiming Dynasty. No matter who you are, a bell The sound was immediately extinguished, and everyone in the Beiming Dynasty turned pale.
"Retreat!" All the powerful forces retreated one after another, staying away from the ancient clock, but they never went far.
Mengya was anxious, and she also informed Meng Jun, but even so, she was still worried, because she realized that today's incident seemed to exceed the past collisions, there was a god, and Chu Yan had killed many people , Beiming Dynasty, Jian Wuya, Donghuang Clan, and Zi Lei Frenzy all died.
In the blink of an eye, Chu Yan was trapped under the ancient bell, surrounded and suppressed by various powerful forces. There were people in the sixteen branches of the Tianbei, but no one dared to step forward.
Chu Yan was sitting cross-legged under the ancient bell. He did not leave, but he was quietly comprehending that the soul-loving bell was ranked about the same as the evergreen tree, and it was good at the way of the soul, which was very special.
For a few days, Chu Yan practiced with the sound of the bell, and found that his soul became more powerful. He couldn't help but sigh: "It is rumored that the ancient powerful people can make the soul leave the body. Even if the physical body is destroyed, the soul will not be destroyed, and you can live forever." , now it seems that the rumors are true.”
Although Chu Yan's current soul cannot fly out in physical form, it is stronger than ordinary people, and his soul is also more powerful. There is also a very powerful soul supernatural power in the ancient bell.
"The Soul-Destroying Bell Technique!"
This bell technique, once practiced, can turn the soul into an ancient bell, release the sound of the bell, and directly control the soul. It is extremely powerful.
"If you can practice this method and fight with others, even if your level is slightly lower, you can still win with your soul." Chu Yan thought secretly in his heart: "Sure enough, all methods are unified. Once you master any method, you will be able to achieve great success. He has the means to defy nature, but as for the so-called minor ways, he just doesn’t understand them.”
A few days have passed, and many opportunities have been seized in the ruins, but the one that has had the greatest impact is still this ancient clock.
The powerful forces were encircling and suppressing, and there were hundreds of people. On this day, there was a terrible strong wind in the sky. I saw a super strong man coming with a sword. He was wearing a long robe of Jian Wuya. Covering up, it was extremely domineering, causing the emperor in the wasteland to hibernate slightly.
"Junjun! It's the Junzhe from Jian Wuya, they arrived first." Someone else whispered, Zichen frowned slightly, but facing the Junzhe, even if he was a prince, he did not dare to be presumptuous.
The king cannot be humiliated, he is the supreme being in the sea of stars. In front of them, any identity is in vain.
"Master!" Countless disciples of Jian Wuya strolled out and cupped their hands. With the king as his backing, his momentum becomes stronger.
"The ancient divine bell you mentioned is located here?" The sword master said calmly.
The disciples of Jian Wuya said respectfully: "Returning to Master, that's right. It's just that the ancient bell has been occupied by a disciple of the Demon Sect. Now all the branches of the monument dare not approach it. The Emperor of Heaven can't do anything about it. Senior Brother Changfeng was even killed. .”
"Changfeng is dead?" A killing intent flashed through the eyes of the sword master. Although Changfeng was not Jian Wuya's genius swordsman, after all, he was fighting with his master and disciple. It would be fine if he died fighting over the ruins. Now he was actually killed by a man. If the disciples of the Demon Sect killed him directly, he would naturally become angry.
"Take me to see it!" The sword master said coldly. Jian Wuya's disciple nodded and immediately led him towards the ancient bell.
The hundred-foot-long ancient clock stood in the middle of the wasteland. It was very obvious. The divine patterns on it were prominent, making it look very extraordinary. After seeing it, the sword master's eyes suddenly showed a hint of greed: "It is indeed an extraordinary treasure!"
Seeing the monarch appear, Chu Yan slowly opened his eyes and became alert. He was not sure how powerful the ancient clock in front of him could be.
There is an unbridgeable gap between the king and the emperor. Some of the top geniuses, who have reached the level of Heavenly Emperor and broken Emperor, are invincible at the Emperor level, but regicide at the Emperor level is impossible.
Although the emperor is not weak, he still needs to be humble and respectful in front of the king.
"This clock is good, I like it, and it will belong to me from now on." The sword master said calmly, not discussing it at all, but directly reaching out his hand and grabbing the ancient clock.
Chu Yan couldn't help but frown, but before he could speak, the Soul-Hungry Bell immediately chimed.
"Boom!" The bell rang, turning into the roar of a mad dragon, roaring towards the sword master.
Everyone was slightly shocked: "This bell is really powerful. Even a king needs to accept the nine-ring test."
"Hmph, you humble thing, you want to hurt me too?" The sword master shouted in a low voice, and immediately slashed out a sword light, and then the bells kept ringing, and the sword light hit the Soul-Hungry Bell, making the ancient bell tremble wildly. Continuously.
Under the ancient bell, Chu Yan's face turned cold, and he looked up at the sword master: "This bell has recognized me as its master. Senior has not followed my opinions, so it would be inappropriate to snatch it away like this, right?"
"Now that I have recognized you as my master, do you have any objections to me?" The Sword Lord sneered. As he spoke, the monarch's power billowed, forming a suspended virtual sword in the void, surrounding Chu Yan. It seemed that just a thought from him, The virtual sword will pierce Chu Yan.
"The ruins have been opened, and each of the powerful has made an agreement. Don't you feel shameful that a dignified senior king is not in the inner circle, but he comes to bully my junior?" Chu Yan's voice was sharp, and then the sword heart moved, and the virtual swords trembled. He was actually checked and balanced by Chu Yan.
"It's kind of interesting to actually cultivate the sword heart, but even so, I am the king, and you can't refuse my order!"
"It's ridiculous, who do you think you are? Are you worthy of ordering me?" Chu Yan sneered. The other party was too domineering. He came here to take things by force. In this case, he didn't need to be polite, let alone hand over the ancient bell. , will the other party let him go?
In an instant, his bloodline burned, and he communicated with the ancient bell. The bell kept ringing, turning into waves of sound, shattering those virtual swords.
Everyone's eyes were fixed and they were all stunned. Is this... really crazy?
The emperor, the king?
Even if you can use the ancient bell, it is not enough in front of the monarch. The monarch is absolutely inviolable, and their power can be said to be the strongest.
"You are looking for death!" A cold grin appeared in the eyes of the sword master, and the sword flew out from under his feet, forming a ruthless sword curtain. Just a thought made all the emperors tremble and feel a terrible threat.
Mengya's beauty turned pale in the distance, and she hurriedly took a step to block the sword master: "Senior, the outer area is originally a battle for the emperor. Now, senior has ignored the agreement and came here. Could it be that he wants to break the Sixteenth Heaven Monument?" The promise of pulse?"
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"Who are you?"
"Mengjun's daughter!" Mengya acted extremely cold and arrogant. She also knew that at this moment, she could not feel guilty, otherwise Chu Yan would die if the other party made a move.
Hearing the word "Mengjun", the sword master had some scruples. He looked at Mengya: "I need to give some face to the descendants of senior Mengjun. In this case, let him hand over the ancient bell. Today, I will let him go." His life."
Mengya frowned. Although the other party had given him face, was it possible to ask Chu Yan to hand over the ancient clock?
"You just have a few more years of practice than me, and you really think you are more powerful. If you are placed in the king's realm, you will be like an ant, and you can be trampled on by others. If you give me a few years, I will kill you like a dog." Is a person like you worthy of barking here?" Sure enough, at this moment, Chu Yan's eyes sharpened, and his murderous intent became stronger. Then he stopped talking nonsense and used his blood to activate the ancient clock, and a figure appeared behind him. Ethereal dragon-shaped totem.
As for the others, they were all shocked and speechless.
Crazy, really crazy this time.
This time, the opponent is not Changfeng, Zichen, or an emperor, but a real king, even if he is just a human king, a king must not be offended.
