Knock knock~~ The ancient bell shook again without wind, making a dull sound, as if telling the resentment of the years.

The sound waves were like waves, they were waves with strength, they cut through the air, and with the residual warmth in the stone room, they came towards Wu Ming and them.

The Queen of God shouted angrily: "Xiao Ming, we smashed the broken bell!"

Before the words landed, the Queen of God had already turned into a white light, white light like a sword, with the determination to step on the clouds and break the waves, directly pierced the wave of sound waves, and pointed directly to the ancient bell.

Wu Ming unfolded the Yuan Spirit Enchantment, leaped in lunges like a swimming dragon, and the golden Sun Wheel Great Sword advanced with his body, like piercing the bright sun that pierced the dark clouds in the sky.

Stepping on the flat passage opened by the Queen of God, holding the long sword in both hands, he approached the ancient bell.

The ancient bell emitted a continuous buzz, and the sound waves, like countless small and sharp flying needles, responded to the sword shadow that came with gold.

The sword light was everywhere, the sword shadows overlapped and scattered, Wu Ming shouted angrily, and the big sword flung with it, and the layers of sword light with the scorching heat on the sword body had not faded, and surged towards the ancient bell like a wave.

呲呲~~ The sword light was like a stream of water that hit the rock, turning into drops of golden light, and the sword intent in those rays was used for it, like a wild horse that had escaped from the reins, sending out another round of attacks.

At this time, Wu Ming relied on the slowing speed of the Yuan Spirit Enchantment, he clearly found a trace of gap, and his figure flashed, like a fish leaping through the dragon gate, very accurately through the gap, allowing him to break through the defense line of the sound wave and come directly to Gu Zhong.

In the volley, Wu Ming raised the faded golden sword above his head with both hands, and hit it hard towards the place where the ancient bell was, as the big sword fell, the sharp sword intent turned into the sword shadow, and under the golden light, this sword seemed to be the division between heaven and earth.

With a loud bang, the ancient bell began to vibrate violently, and those sword shadows were like sand encountering the waves from the sudden rising tide, and in the blink of an eye, they were completely submerged by the sound waves brought by the vibration.

The force of the hard blow was all pushed back with the disappearance of the sword shadow, and Wu Ming felt that he was bearing the blow he was fighting for.

The huge anti-shock force made Wu Ming's tiger's mouth crack, blood flowed down the hilt of the sword, and his body in the air was thrown in the opposite direction because he couldn't withstand the huge force.

The white light flashed, and the Queen Mother appeared behind Wu Ming, only to see her arm pulled, and Wu Ming was taken into her arms, and the huge force was melted away by her arm, and Wu Ming was caught steadily.

"Xiao Ming, the place above where it hangs!"

After that, the queen of the gods pushed, as if dancing, and pushed Wu Ming towards the link between the ancient bell and the roof, Wu Ming's vitality moved, and his body suddenly accelerated, like an arrow off the string.

The ancient clock suddenly began to shake along the clock, as if it was drawing a circle, and in the shaking, a circle of sound was born, as if the ancient clock was dressed in layers of heavy armor.

As soon as Wu Ming was angry, he saw the Queen Mother appear on the other side of the ancient bell and showed a meaningful smile at him.

When Wu Ming was a little confused, he saw that the Queen Mother opened her arms, the white light turned into sleeves and slowly hung down, and the arms in the crook of her arms looked so warm against the backdrop of the white light.

The white light extended along the arm, like the white wings of a sacred bird, wrapped the constantly shaking ancient bell in it, and then slowly embraced it into its arms.

The shaking ancient bell was like a crying child, and when it was embraced into the arms of the Queen Mother, it was like entering the arms of its mother, and the humming sound weakened, and then disappeared, only the flickering white light told the struggle of the ancient bell.

The shaking was stopped, and the sound wave disappeared, and Wu Ming took the opportunity to go straight to the place where the ancient bell was hanging.

The hook that held the ancient bell in place, after a sword cross-cut, a crack appeared, and the crack widened, and with a crisp bang, the link between the ancient bell and the roof was severed.

The queen mother retracted the white light that wrapped the ancient bell, and the ancient bell lost its support, and fell heavily to the ground with a bang.

Wu Ming jumped and came to the side of the Queen of God, and asked, "Mother, are you okay?"

"Don't worry, this thing won't hurt me!"

At this time, the ancient bell let out a hearty laugh, only to hear its sound but not to see its shape, listening to the laughter, people can't help but emerge a picture of an old man with fairy wind bones.

The Queen of God looked at Gu Zhong coldly and said, "Still thinking about pretending to be a ghost?"

A faint white light floated up from the ancient bell, with the ancient bell as the base, turning into the appearance of an old man, the old man was dressed in a Confucian shirt made of white light, the appearance of an old pedant, giving people a kind of simple and elegant appearance.

The Queen Mother asked coldly, "You are Yang Zhen~?"

The old man stroked his beard and said, "That's right, it's the old man~"

The Queen of God said: "I said that you are obsessed with refining, and now that I see your appearance, I believe that there are really people who will be like the idiot of Jiutian." ”

Yang Zhen set his eyes on the big sword in Wu Ming's hand and said, "It seems that the sword was forged by the idiot in your mouth, right?"

Wu Ming said: "Not bad~ This Sun Wheel Sword was forged by Uncle Jiutian, and he spent a few wisps of his soul for this. ”

Yang Zhen said with a regretful tone: "It's a pity that I didn't have a chance to see it, this person's refining realm is above me, no wonder you can use it to cut off my soul suppression bell." ”

Wu Ming interrupted Yang Zhen's words and said, "What about Dugu Xin?"

"Still dreaming of his son of heaven~"

"Why did you bring us here, do you think you can trap us with your house?" said the Queen Mother with contempt.

Yang Zhen said: "This soul bell is a magic weapon before the old man ascended into the underworld, for its old man is self-harming to the soul, its bell can bring trauma to the original spirit, but it seems to be ineffective for you, so it seems that you have really reached the cultivation of the original god~"

Wu Ming interrupted Yang Zhen again and said, "Don't talk nonsense, why did you deliberately bring us here, just what kind of soul suppression bell you have, you should also know that you can't defeat us~!"

Yang Zhen said: "Those are not guides, but a test, the soul bell is the old man's beloved thing, if you can't find this place, then you are not qualified to bury the old man's baby!"

The queen of the gods said: "When refining the weapon, although you stripped out a few wisps of divine soul from the original god and integrated it into this bell, but the divine soul was not extinguished, and it will naturally not be harmful to your original spirit, but if these few wisps of divine soul dissipate, it will also have an impact on your original spirit, your original spirit is injured, why should you continue to occupy the position of judge at that time, and your dedication may not be able to destroy us~ Is it worth it?"