Feeling moved, Mu Bei stood up, walked, turned and left.
At the same moment, the sound of the spiritual bell gradually subsided, and the power of suppression gradually dissipated.
The twelve seats of the Lingzhong gave birth to endless expulsion, and everyone was expelled.
The next moment, everyone, including Lu Wushuang and three others, appeared in the center of Wanbao Pavilion with stunned expressions on their faces.
As for the so-called Lingwei Nine Steps area, it has dissipated, and the unique space of the Twelve Lingzhong Seats no longer exists.
"what on earth is it!"
Some people were puzzled, and some were horrified.
Before everyone could finish their words, the situation changed drastically, and extremely terrifying power emerged from Wanbao Pavilion.
Although terrifying, yet gentle and extremely powerful!
In the central area of the third floor, endless spiritual tides arose, generating great righteousness and growing out.
There is even more golden light that fills the sky, slowly emerging.
Under everyone's shocked gazes, a bell appeared. Under the golden light, the All Souls Golden Bell gradually condensed.
It seemed that, vaguely, a faint shadow appeared above the golden bell. I saw him pressing down with one hand, like a bell coming out, suppressing the world between heaven and earth.
Under the shadow, no one could see its appearance.
"Who is that person? Ancestor Wanbao!"
Some people worshiped the shadow and were shocked.
Among the crowd, there was a young man who raised his head and frowned slightly, and there was a faint shadow of a bell on his palm, looming.
"It's really troublesome!"
He seemed helpless and shook his head slightly.
Gradually, the shadow disappeared, the golden light dissipated, all the formations appeared in the void, and the Wanbao Golden Bell showed its true form.
The body of the bell is golden, and on the body of the bell, there is a secret seal carved on it, like a dragon and a tiger, seeming to form different species, appearing in it.
"The seal carved on it seems to be a dragon."
"No, no, no, it's the ancient white tiger."
"Taotie seems to be an ancient evil beast."
...
Thousands of people with thousands of faces, thousands of people with thousands of images!
Everyone sees things differently.
At this time, three more true spirit breaths appeared above the void. It was Bao Duoduo and the other three.
At this time, Bao Duoduo's face was extremely solemn, and he kept scanning everyone with surprise.
"Why, did you find it?"
At this time, Ma Rushang stopped eating melons and watching the show, and his eyes were extremely solemn.
Things have priorities, and the inheritance of Wanbao is of great importance.
"Strange, I didn't feel the breath of the treasure refining method."
Looking up and down the Wanbao Pavilion, I found no treasures.
Boom boom boom
It was at this time that several breaths of true spirit came to Wanbao Pavilion.
Obviously, the changes in Wanbao Pavilion attracted the attention of many powerful true spirits.
But then a more powerful aura descended.
The aura is so strong that the true spirit cannot compete with it, and the true spirit cannot match it!
Above the true spirit, the powerful flying man!
At this moment, Bao Duoduo concentrated and showed a wry smile.
On the fourth floor of Wanbao Pavilion, a soft voice sounded, "Hey, why is father here?"
As the words fell, a figure suddenly appeared in the central area of the third floor, standing in the void.
When you step on the void, you don’t need a spiritual light to drive you, you are actually flying into the sky!
The person who came was no more than middle-aged. His face was extremely solemn, his sharp features were naturally domineering, and his splendid clothes concealed a terrifying power of suppression.
Just one person standing in the void has an aura that is like suppressing the heaven and earth.
"This is the inheritance bell left by the ancestor Wanbao."
"God bless me in the south, the devil's cave is around the corner, the spiritual bell appears, suppression can be accomplished!"
Nan Zhentian laughed and was very excited.
"Bao Duoduo, everyone in Nantian City owes you Wanbao Pavilion a favor, a huge favor!"
"Originally, I was worried that the Zhenxuan Bell would not be able to suppress it, but with the help of the Ten Thousand Treasure Spiritual Bell, it will be no problem."
As he spoke, he opened his big hand and used the power of suppression to directly break through the endless formations and seize the Ten Thousand Treasures Bell.
In response, Bao Duoduo's expression remained unchanged, but his brows were slightly furrowed and his eyes were cold.
As for Sima Ke and Ma Ruchang who were behind Bao Duoduo, they dared not speak out even more.
Sima Ke didn't know, but Ma Ruchang knew very well that once someone obtains the method of Wanbao inheritance, the Wanbao Bell will appear.
At that moment, Nan Zhentian absolutely couldn't hold himself back.
Not only is the danger of the Demon Cave requiring the help of the Spirit Bell, but more importantly, the suppressive power of the Ten Thousand Treasure Spirit Bell is of vital importance to Nan Zhentian.
No, it should be said that it is very important to the entire line of Nantian City City Lords.
For this reason, the Wanbao Pavilion lineage has been trapped in Nantian City for eight thousand years.
But he has always lived in the shadow of Nantian City's city lord.
For eight thousand years, the city lord of Nantian City has been sending geniuses from aristocratic families to enter the twelve seats of the spiritual bell to gain enlightenment, hoping to obtain the Ten Thousand Treasures inheritance and obtain the Ten Thousand Treasures Spiritual Bell.
But still, I couldn’t get my wish!
But they bumped into Nan Zhentian during his lifetime.
Kakaka
The formation pattern shattered, and the repressive hand directly grasped the bell body, trying to take it by force.
Dang Dang Dang
As if being stimulated, the golden bell kept ringing, triggering endless suppression and resistance.
Among the crowd, there was a young man who clenched his teeth, blood oozed from his palms, and his face gradually turned pale.
"Collect it from me!"
Amidst the roar, Nan Zhentian used the power of Feitian to forcefully collect it. Under the suppression, the bell became smaller and smaller, turned into a golden light, and was collected by Nan Zhentian.
"Hahaha, after today, the danger in the Devil's Cave can be solved!"
He laughed loudly and glanced around, his eyes looking at the aura of thunder around Lu Wushuang that had not yet dissipated, filled with relief.
And a hint of jealousy and greed, "Thunder Dao Suppression, I really want it!"
Thinking of this, an inexplicable aura emitted from his body.
Seemingly feeling something, the pale boy raised his head slightly, revealing a familiar face. There was doubt and confusion in his eyes, followed by a hint of disgust.
Gradually, the power of Feitian disappeared, and Nan Zhentian had left.
Only the powerful true spirits of each sect were left, looking at each other in confusion, and even worse, their eyes were gloomy.
Among these people, Li Wuyou was also included, his face was heavy and gloomy.
"father!"
At this time, Li Xianxian seemed to have discovered Li Wuyou, walked with the crowd, and shouted loudly.
"Why did you come here, Mineko!"
Following the shouting, Li Wuyou discovered that Li Xianxian was also here, and forced a smile.
"Great Elder!"
At this time, Mu Bei emerged from nowhere and appeared next to Li Wuyou.
"Fengzi, when did you come out!"
"Did you see it just now? The flying warrior is so powerful!"
Li Xianxian showed joy as soon as he saw Mu Bei.
"Great Elder, I just heard that the South City Lord mentioned the Zhenxuan Bell. What is going on?"
It seemed that Li Xianxian and the others had been spotted a long time ago, An Ran came galloping over with confusion in their eyes.
"This time, Zhenxuan Sect is in big trouble. You have to grow up quickly!"
"Otherwise, our true Xuanzong will be in danger."
Instead of answering An Ran's words, Li Wuyou acted uncharacteristically and spoke with sincerity.
"Great Elder, the Zhenxuan Bell was probably snatched away by Nan Zhentian!"
Combining what happened just now and Nan Zhentian's domineering behavior, Mu Bei easily figured out what happened.
"Well, that's right!"
"Without the Zhenxuan Bell, the Zhenxuan Sect's strength has declined sharply. What you urgently need now is to become stronger, stronger, and stronger again."
"time does not wait!"
Li Wuyou was very sad, and his heart was filled with despair.
Only he knows what the Zhenxuan Sect without the Zhenxuan Bell means.
