This large temple may seem unremarkable, but its power can only be felt when you are truly standing on its opposite.

The bone demon's sword castration is very sufficient, due to the particularity of its exercises, every time the sword is released, it will cause a considerable burden on the bones, so the bone demon mainly focuses on sharpening the bones.

The creaking and screeching sound of rubbing came from the bone demon's body, and even the stone demon about ten meters behind him could clearly hear it. The power of the Buddha in the temple is getting stronger and stronger, and the source is the more and more rapid bell ringing.

In the main hall, the eyes of the old monk, who had been silent, slowly closed again, his lips rolled up and down, and the scriptures from the morning class came out of his mouth again.

The young monks below have scratched their heads, today is really a strange thing, the previous morning class was presided over and sat on the top, today not only the host is not there, the morning class has been completed but no one goes out, this may be because of the old monk sitting on the head, this senior usually does not smile, looks very serious, so most of the younger generation of monks are afraid of him.

Seeing this meaning, it is time to continue the content of the morning class, and the young monks who are quick to think at the bottom have begun to follow the chanting, and all the monks have followed the rhythm one after another.

The sound of chanting gradually drifted out of the big temple, and the stone demon, who had not moved, suddenly turned pale, and pressed his legs down slightly, as if the pressure on his body was a little bigger out of thin air again.

Damn Buddha power!, the bone demon and the stone demon cursed in their hearts at the same time.

At this time, Happy was concentrating all his attention on the big bell in front of him, and as the number of hits increased, Happy had a strange feeling that he was being pulled into it by the big bell.

Zhong Ming could resist the attack of the Heavenly Demon for the time being, and in the illusory space of the big bell, he was happy to see Yan Ling, who had not appeared for a long time.

The old monk hadn't shown up for a long time, and it seemed that after that contact in the Forgotten Lands, Yan Ling had always been happy to see him with a young face.

I don't know what this means, but I just got to see my old friends, and I felt a sense of steadfastness in my heart that I hadn't seen for a long time.

"See you again. ”

This time, I was happy to take the initiative to speak.

Ling didn't speak, and the other party's handsome face looked four or five points similar to Happy at this time, and the eyebrows, eyes, nose bridge, and even the lines of his face became more and more inclined to Happy Look, which made Happy feel like he was looking in the mirror.

But I'm glad to know that the other party is a spirit of words, not myself.

"This bell ...... I'm afraid it's going to be scrapped. ”

Happy was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect that the words that Yan Ling said when they met again turned out to be this. Immediately, as if he realized something bad, he asked happily.

"Did you leave it here?"

Yan Ling smiled and nodded slightly.

"You already knew I was coming?"

Yan Ling still nodded, but the smile on his face seemed to have something more.

The shock in his heart at this time is indescribable, the world is unpredictable, he has always been in awe of the creatures that do not belong to the scope of the human world, no matter how hostile the Demon Venerable is, but in the face of absolute power, regardless of the identity position, Happy has always maintained the minimum respect when facing the Demon Venerable.

Speaking of Spirit...... According to the presiding seniors, this bell has been standing here for decades, and at that time...... Happy may not even be a tadpole. Can the other party really predict the future?

At this time, Xingxing never thought that whenever he found Cui Minghu, Cui Minghu would give positive guidance, even if it didn't play a key role, but at least it could help Xingxing calm down.

After careful consideration, one can come to the conclusion that Cui Minghu already has a certain degree of foreseeing the future to a degree that even the demigod personality can't reach, which is why she called herself a prophet when she first met with Xing.

The spirit of words represents the one, not to mention the human realm, his existence, even beyond the scope of the Three Realms, happy to follow the other party's words little by little to think, when finally back to the space in the square clock where the two met, happy to wake up from the contemplation.

"Blame me. In the happy heart, he has always been a troublemaker, wherever he goes, where he has to suffer inexplicable disasters, the quiet and quiet in the temple is happy to desire, but it is also his arrival that breaks this precious peace.

"The monks in this temple are quite diligent in their cultivation, and the scriptures engraved on the body of the bell can resist two attacks from the heavenly demons, but only twice. ”

Yan Ling continued.

When the spirit of words appears, happy has already guessed the purpose of the other party's visit, generally in the event of a crisis, as long as the energy of the scriptures can continue to operate, the spirit of words will jump out to warn, then this time is the same.

"After all, it's just a foreign object, if it's gone, it's gone, and what you should think about now is yourself. ”

The young man seemed to be much more talkative than the old monk, and when he saw that he was happy and did not speak, he continued to remind him that in his opinion, the big bell was the same as this big temple, and it was their duty to shelter the Buddha from the wind and rain.

But happy not to think so.

The bell pestle, which had been hanging in the air, suddenly stopped, and the bell ringing that was originally very dense one after another suddenly broke the gear, and the bone demon who was suffering from the huge energy pressure inside the big temple suddenly loosened its momentum, and took the initiative to defeat the battle first.

Large beads of sweat slipped from his forehead, and the bone demon took the initiative to take off his hood for the first time, revealing the white bones of the forest, at this time, the bone demon was too lazy to disguise his own bone frame with the magic energy, and the bone sword in his hand continued to tremble with the frequency of the bone demon's breathing.

"You can block another sword. Yan Ling was always staring at the joy, and the subtle voice seemed extremely clear in the illusory space.

"Are you sure you don't need to?"

Happy returned him a relieved smile, took the initiative to close his eyes, happily withdrew from the space in the big clock, and when he opened his eyes again, he happened to meet the puzzled eyes of the host next to him.

Xingxing, who had hit well, suddenly stopped, kept his arms in the posture of raising the pestle, and Xingxing slowly lowered his arms, and the bell and pestle stopped steadily at a distance of less than ten centimeters from the bell.

Happy turned around, respectfully saluted the host, and opened his mouth to say.

"Old-timer, it's been a long time, it's time for me to go. ”

"But...... Can ......"

Happy didn't wait for the other party to answer and turned around and left, the host of the old man pointed to the direction of the temple gate, he couldn't speak for a while, just blinked a few times, and Xing had disappeared at the temple gate in the direction of the host's finger.

That Broken Shadow Monument is too much of a hindrance, tomorrow! I'll find someone to tear it down tomorrow!, the host said angrily.

When the happy figure appeared at the temple gate, the bone demon and the stone demon were stunned for a few breaths.

They couldn't figure it out, they were happy to have the turtle shell of the Great Temple, as long as they kept shrinking inside, even if they could force it in, it would take a lot of effort, even if they had to face it, it would be much stronger to face it at that time than to meet now.

But Happy is so real in front of him, the two sides are only a few dozen meters apart, Happy stands quietly, the faint scripture energy and spiritual power are intertwined with each other, and when the surface of Happy Happy's body continues to shuttle and circulate, the tremor of the two energies will drive away all the mud on the surface of Happy Black's uniform.

Both sides are dressed in black, but they belong to two opposing sides.

"You shouldn't have come out so early. The doubts in the bone demon's heart couldn't be suppressed.

"You have to face it, this great temple is kind to me, and I may let you destroy it. ”

Happy and calm, Tian Que, who had not appeared in front of people for a long time, finally appeared in front of the Heavenly Demon.

"Spirit Sword? This ......"

The figure of the phantom demon slowly emerged behind the stone demon, he only knew that the suppressive power of the great temple on the magic energy was obvious, but he was happy to regain the scripture energy, which was beyond the scope of the phantom energy.

The phantom could barely control his pace, and he walked forward in a daze, looking at the happy expression with an indescribable complication.

There was a problem with the demonization, which was already within the range that the illusion could not accept, and now when he looked at the vigorous energy fluctuations on the spirit sword in his hand, and this fluctuation was the scripture energy that he was familiar with and feared, the illusion at this time was close to collapse.

This indicates that the Glad Demonization is likely to have failed in advance!

Until this time, the phantom demon was unwilling to admit that the happy demon had failed, because in his opinion, the demon venerable had already taken action personally, and if he still failed, then the main responsibility would all fall on himself.

When the lack of sword blades in the human world trembled again, it indicated that the joy of the past had returned.