Under the explosion of Murong Zhao's strength, he was still at a disadvantage! This is simply incredible!

"Nine Emperors Void Bell!"

Murong Zhao let out a low snort.

Above the void, a golden ancient bell was slowly sacrificed, this ancient bell was an ancient magic weapon in one breath, intact, revealing bursts of ancient rhyme, under Murong Zhao's refining, this ancient magic weapon was even more connected with his blood.

This ancient bell can be big or small, and the command is like an arm.

Above the void, this ancient bell slowly magnified.

"Ancient magic weapon?" Li Wen was slightly taken aback, this magic weapon seemed to be intact? This is really rare! This is the hand of a Saint Lord Realm figure inherited from the ancients, and the power is extremely great.

It was once in a historic site and was obtained by this Murong Zhao, and for this reason, this Murong Zhao also fought with others, which was very tragic.

In this flash, for decades, Murong Zhao Sun and Moon have refined this ancient bell, and finally, this ancient bell has been completely fused with his bloodline, and it is difficult to distinguish each other.

Murong Zhao has a combat power, and ninety percent of it is also pinned on this ancient bell.

"Brother Li, be careful!"

Murong Zhao said this, but his hand was still very ruthless, as soon as this ancient bell moved, the golden light spread out, and a touch of killing intent flashed in his eyes.

"Hum", the entire ancient bell trembled, and a devastating golden light erupted from above this ancient bell, shooting straight at Li Wen!

The whole space seems to be pierced open.

Li Wen folded his hands and roared, and above this body, the rolling demonic qi rose out, forming a field, and in his eyes, this black flame was almost revealed.

Boom, this devastating light fell on Li Wen's body, and Li Wen's whole person flew upside down, and with this blow, Li Wen seemed to have been hit by a cannonball, and the whole person flew out in a straight line.

The demonic qi on the body, under a blow, was almost blown away, and this time, this demonic qi squirmed, and once again condensed and opened, converging on Li Wen's body.

On one side, the green snake's playful eyes gradually became serious.

Li Wen's body gradually straightened.

The ancient bell buzzed, and the ancient golden light rose to the sky, and this ancient bell was like an ancient soul, which was about to be revived! On the ancient bell, the second ancient pattern lit up again!

As soon as this second ancient pattern lit up, the whole ancient bell seemed to be different again, and from this ancient bell, a trace of terrible aura emerged again, "Hum!" The whole ancient bell shook, and a vicissitudes of life permeated, and it was a terrifying streamer that went straight to Li Wen.

Boom! This streamer of light fell on Li Wen's body, and the power of this blow was almost twice as strong as before! Li Wen's whole person flew upside down the moment he was bombarded, and he couldn't even catch it with the naked eye.

With a bang, Li Wen's body smashed a mountain, and the demonic energy on his whole body was instantly dispersed, and a trace of blood had overflowed from the corner of Li Wen's mouth.

In the ruins, Li Wen slowly got up, and in his crazy eyes, there was already a touch of solemnity, raised his head, and looked at the sky from afar, a golden ancient bell in the distance, this ancient weapon, has gradually recovered.

"This person, there is even a pseudo-holy weapon!" Dongfang Shen said in shock, "Nine ancient patterns, intact, it's amazing, this is a big killing weapon, I'm afraid you can't deal with it." ”

The Saint Lord Realm figures, with their life's painstaking efforts, refined into a natal spirit soldier, are called pseudo-holy weapons.

But after a great war in ancient times, almost all of the land immortals who were once active on the continent fell, and those holy lords were even more dead and wounded, and their holy weapons and pseudo-holy weapons were broken countless times, so that until now, very few of the pseudo-holy weapons that have been excavated are intact.

Even if there is, it is among some holy places, passed down from generation to generation, otherwise, once a dozen are unearthed, there are nine ancient patterns, twelve ancient patterns, and very few have been wiped out, and the power is not one in ten, and even if it is used a few times, and after a few battles, it will be completely destroyed.

But like this Murong Zhao's hand, a pseudo-holy weapon intact, this is simply terrifying.

As soon as this pseudo-holy weapon came out, Li Wen was shocked, this was far from being something he could handle.

Murong Zhao's killing move, how could others know, Murong Zhao's body flew into the air, and above his body, this rolling demonic qi filled the heavens and the earth, almost making this side of the world become eclipsed, and the dim air suddenly enveloped the entire earth.

The dark night seems to come suddenly.

And above the sky, this Murong Zhao's figure is that round of Xiaoyue!

"Brother Li, take it. Murong Zhao's mouth was incomparably indifferent.

With a turn of Murong Zhao's palm, this ancient golden bell, above this void, continued to enlarge, and in the blink of an eye, it became as if it could cover the entire earth, a hundred meters high, like a mountain, and the terrifying golden bell directly enveloped the earth under this Qingluan Peak.

The power of the False Hallows!

Below, the holy monarchs of the other three ancient kingdoms were shocked when they all looked at it, this face, their respective faces were very ugly, this pseudo-holy weapon, they couldn't deal with it, even if the three families joined forces, it would be difficult to deal with this Murong Zhao.

No one could have imagined that this Murong Zhao still had such a thing hidden in his hands!

This Murong Zhao cooperated with this pseudo-holy weapon, and fought with the people who transformed into gods and five changes!

The pinnacle of combat power exceeded everyone's expectations.

Murong Zhao drank lowly, and on this ancient bell, the golden light bloomed, and this ancient bell kept buzzing, and this third ancient pattern also lit up, and with a buzz, the power of this ancient bell rose by fifty percent again!

But it can also be seen that there is already some difficulty on Murong Zhao's face, and obviously, it is not easy to urge such an ancient bell.

To urge this ancient clock, a large amount of true qi is also needed, and those who are idle can't play it at all.

"Hum", gossip aside, from above this ancient bell, a terrifying streamer has exploded, this time, this devastating golden light, straight to Li Wen's figure!

With a swish, Li Wen's body flashed out and disappeared from this place, and above this ancient bell, the destructive light shot over one after another, Li Wen stepped on the clouds, dodged frantically, and this destructive light slammed down from the back.

Boom, boom. Streamers of terror, one after another.

Li Wen's body flashed, and this golden light followed, it must be a mountain peak, and it was shattered, and Li Wen flashed in a thrilling way, one after another, but this mountain was already a mess.

Obviously, even if it was Li Wen, he didn't dare to block this light.

"Come again!" Murong Zhao snorted, and above this ancient bell, this light burst out again, and with a bang, this fourth ancient pattern seemed to be about to recover.

This fourth ancient pattern was revived, from this ancient bell, the ancient rhyme qi was once again strengthened by three points, and the devastating light was already as thick as Li Wen's height, and the strength of this ancient bell was already running, and this Murong Zhao himself, above the corner of his mouth, was already filled with a trace of blood.

These are only four ancient patterns, which have almost reached his extreme, and it is difficult to continue to urge them any longer.

"Hum!" The devastating light shot out again, this time, the speed was faster, the destructive power was even more terrifying! This ray of light fell, once it fell on a mountain peak, the entire mountain peak would be annihilated instantly, under this blow, everyone was horrified, almost boiling, and turned into the power of the five transformations.

What kind of concept is this, the power of this blow has almost changed five times, and the people present are all pale when they look at it, and they will never dare to take such a blow.

As long as they dare to take it, it only takes an instant, and their whole person is afraid that they will be evaporated.

The people around him looked at it as if they were sitting on pins and needles, their faces turned pale, and the parties concerned understood this horror, this Murong Zhao was playing on the topic, and he was angry, and everyone else who watched it was terrified.

In Li Wen's eyes, crazy flames were permeated, and his feet were walking on this cloud, fleeing frantically, and the figure of the whole person was as fast as a black afterimage in this Qingluan Peak.

This terrifying and destructive golden light, on Li Wen's back, was like a thunderbolt from the sky, constantly splitting down, and in a short moment, this piece of land was scorched everywhere.

Above Li Wen's body, three thousand dreams erupted, and countless afterimages appeared in place, real and false, impossible to identify.

Boom, this destructive light, all of a sudden hit Li Wen's body, Li Wen's body was instantly blasted into this piece of land, a full ten miles of land, instantly turned into scorched earth, and above this earth, a deep pit ten meters deep was cracked.

"Brush!" the green snake turned pale and stood up suddenly.

Xia Qing's face was snow-white, from beginning to end, he was suffocating, and the people around him stood up in unison, looking in the direction of Li Wen, this Li Wen, wouldn't he be dead, right? But it's not impossible, under this Murong Zhao's best efforts to urge this pseudo-holy weapon, this Murong Zhao is like crazy, this has been elevated to the power close to the five changes of the gods, who can catch it?

Murong Zhao slowly stopped, and also looked towards this deep pit, he didn't think that Li Wen couldn't resist even a blow, but he thought that under this blow, this Li Wen was afraid that he would be immortal and crippled!

Murong Zhao's eyes were cold, and he looked towards the deep pit, and after a while, he only saw that from this deep pit, a terrifying aura gradually rose, Li Wen's white clothes were already tattered, and blood flowed, but from this deep pit, Li Wen's figure gradually flew out.

The breath of the peak of the four transformations!

Li Wen, who flew up in the deep pit, raised his head, and there was a vicissitudes of life in his eyes, yes, the moment this blow fell, it was Dongfang Shen who took over Li Wen's body, otherwise under this blow, Li Wen was afraid that it would be difficult to catch it.

This Murong Zhao urged this pseudo-holy weapon, this is not the limit that Li Wen can accept, so don't blame Li Wen for being unscrupulous.

Seeing this Li Wen flying out, not only was it fine, but the breath on this body had reached the peak of the four transformations of the gods, and the people around him gasped together, and their faces showed a look of disbelief.

"This, how can it be ......", this Li Wen is not only immortal, but this aura has become stronger?

Li Wen slowly raised his head.

Hum. Without saying a word, this Murong Zhao continued to urge this ancient bell, and this time, this ancient bell increased its strength, and this fifth ancient pattern seemed to be faintly lit up, and from this ancient bell, another destructive aura went straight to Li Wen's body.

With a brush, Li Wen disappeared from the spot, Li Wen's speed was so fast that this Murong Zhao's reaction speed could not keep up, and in just an instant, this blow had already missed, and the devastating golden light fell on the earth, and a plain was scorched.

Brush, Li Wen appeared behind Murong Zhao in an instant.

The thin five fingers were raised, and they smashed towards this Murong Zhao's scalp, this blow seemed to have broken his heavenly spirit cover, Murong Zhao was shocked, he was most afraid of being close to Li Wen, his ontology was cultivated, and he was worthy of entering the four changes of the gods, Li Wen's four changes were close to the peak, how did he deal with it?

A palm was raised, and it had already been photographed, not leaving Murong Zhao any time to react, Murong Zhao roared, he could only drive this ancient bell, emit golden light, and protect his body.