As his mind was completely integrated into the Mourning Bell, Qin Long felt more and more the extraordinaryness of this Mourning Bell. Its subtlety lies in the fact that in this mourning bell, it is almost boundless, and Qin Long's consciousness sinks into it, like mud and stone entering the sea, without setting off any ripples.

This also means that Qin Long wants to find out the mystery of the Dead Soul Bell, which is almost impossible to complete, he can only rely on the information he sees on the surface, judge this Dead Soul Bell, and then ring it.

"The prefecture-level task I am taking now is to ring the mourning bell in order to be considered to have completed the task, so no matter how powerful this mourning bell is, I can't give up, I must ring it. Qin Long's mind moved, and a powerful sword qi appeared in his palm, and then the sword qi blasted towards the Soul Bell.

"Bang!" There was no sound of a bell ringing from the Soul Bell, but Qin Long's body shook, and then Qin Long felt extremely painful. This pain does not come from the body, but from the soul.

When he attacked the Soul Bell, it triggered the diffusion of the spiritual power on the Soul Bell, and the spiritual power was equivalent to the soul power, attacking Qin Long's soul, and the soul was the weakest existence of the monk, no matter how tough Qin Long's soul was, but it was affected, it was still painful.

"The spiritual power of the Mourning Bell is so powerful, as long as I attack it, the spiritual power will drive straight into it and hurt my soul, so when I try to ring the Mourning Bell, will my own safety also be threatened?" Qin Long was slightly shocked in his heart, no wonder for so many years, no one could ring the Mourning Bell, they couldn't withstand the spiritual power that poured out of the Mourning Bell, and the strength of this spiritual power was enough for them to die in the hands of the Mourning Bell.

"But since the mourning bell was able to ring before, it can still be ringing now. Now it has never sounded, and there must be a problem. Qin Long sat on the ground and thought about it, although the Soul Bell was extremely terrifying, it had also sounded after all. This means that there must be a way to make the mourning bell ring, but I don't know it for the time being.

"Forget it, try a few more times, since others can ring, then I will definitely be able to ring, I, I'm never weaker than anyone. When Qin Long stood up from the ground again, his eyes were already full of determination.

Immediately, Qin Long activated the true yuan in his body again, condensed one sword qi after another, and blasted towards the Soul Bell.

As Qin Long's sword qi continued to bombard the Mourning Bell, the body of the Mourning Bell actually shook, and infinite spiritual power emanated from it, Qin Long seemed to see a piece of ** surging towards him, and after a while, Qin Long's body began to tremble. Suffering unspeakable pain.

The body seemed to be torn apart.

Qin Long's expression twisted violently, and his soul continued to suffer from the impact of the Soul Bell's spiritual power, which was unbearable pain, and blood slowly oozed from the corners of Qin Long's mouth, and the severe pain seemed to make Qin Long faint.

This mourning bell, as the name says, is the bell of the soul, which can take your soul and make you die here, it is a legendary murderous thing, no wonder it can deter the demons.

But Qin Long didn't think about giving up, the sword qi he released was constantly soaring in power, the sword qi released by Qin Long was full of boundless killing intent, and the momentum on Qin Long's body was even more like wanting to cover the sky and the sun, indomitable and tenacious.

Just like Qin Long's character, he never gives up and never admits defeat.

The soul was constantly impacted, and Qin Long's consciousness gradually became drowsy, but in Qin Long's mind, scenes after rebirth appeared.

At the beginning, he had just returned to the inner gate with Qin Yue'er, and he had endured the eyes of countless monks, who insulted him as a waste, and it was difficult for him to enter the hall of elegance. Ye Kai even joined the elders to make him a stumbling block, so that he could not get resources from the sect, Yuan Hua, Ye Wuji and others were going to kill him on the platform of life and death.

And after entering the Black Wind Forest, he was even threatened by the four elders, and in order to avenge Ye Kai, the four elders actually left cruel words regardless of the identity of the elder. Let him die at the inner door.

After entering the inner door, Wang Hao and Wang Tao wanted to kill themselves for the sake of the stone room, so that even after entering the inner door, his life would still be threatened.

However, in the end, he survived it all.

He remembered that in order to protect Qin Yue'er, he killed Ye Kai with a sword, defeated Yuan Hua and many other strong enemies in a row on the platform of life and death, and even, in the final battle of life and death, he also defeated Ye Wuji. They all had their lives on their minds, but in the end, what they got was their own lives.

And at the inner gate, Qin Long even defeated strong enemies, defeating one strong man after another, even if he was surrounded by demon beasts, he still cut off Tsing Yi's arm, allowing him to escape in embarrassment.

No matter who stands in his way, he is never afraid, he will only cross countless barriers, and his body will always stand in this world.

Perhaps it was a great change in his heart, and at this moment, Qin Long's momentum increased sharply. He has survived countless calamities, and how can he admit defeat before a mourning bell. His spiritual power suddenly became incomparably huge, and even the surrounding power was like a hurricane, the strong wind was whistling, and the space where Qin Long was located suddenly became extremely violent, and Qin Long's spiritual power was filled with an indescribable sense of sharpness.

"It's so strong. Qin Long's consciousness came back at this moment, he felt the spiritual power emanating from his body, and muttered to himself. Even in his previous life, he had never possessed such a strong spiritual power. Under such spiritual power, how could he not ring a mourning bell?

"Boom!"

Qin Long's many sword qi condensed into one place, bombarding the Soul Bell. The spiritual power that diffused from the Mourning Bell still affected Qin Long's soul, causing Qin Long to roar out in pain. But he still bombarded the Death Bell heartily.

His self-confidence at the moment is unprecedented, and his eyes are filled with a momentum that looks at everything, as if just like his previous life, his figure seems to have overlapped with the ancient sword king in his previous life, and he has become the king again, with the posture of a king.

And at this moment, on the square of the inner gate, Ling Hu, the four elders, and Mo Wen were waiting for Tsing Yi to bring Qin Long back. But they didn't see Qin Long, but instead ushered in Tsing Yi, who had Qin Long's broken arm.

Tsing Yi's body was stained with blood, his movements were extremely embarrassed, and his right arm was empty, which looked shocking. In the square, I don't know how many monks were shocked by this scene.

Tsing Yi and the powerhouse ranked thirtieth on the Fengyun list, but now someone has cut off an arm, and the spread of this matter will definitely cause an uproar among the free faction.

"Tsing Yi, what's wrong with you?" The four elders saw Tsing Yi's broken arm, his face changed drastically, after all, he grew up watching Tsing Yi and treated Tsing Yi like his own child, seeing Tsing Yi fall into such a situation at this moment, how could he not be frightened, and with boundless anger, who would dare to treat Tsing Yi like this?

The monk's severed arm has a huge impact on his cultivation, and Tsing Yi is considered to be abolished, unless he can cultivate to the Lingwu realm and reshape his body with the aura of heaven and earth, so that he can continue to practice. However, in Tsing Yi's situation, if there is no luck against the sky, how can you let him cultivate to the Lingwu Realm?

"It's Qin Long, I found Qin Long, but I didn't bring him back, and he cut off an arm!" Tsing Yi's eyes contained boundless hatred and resentment, he hated to break Qin Long's body into thousands of pieces and cut thousands of knives.

"Is him again?" The Fourth Elder's face suddenly became extremely ugly, and he was about to speak, but at this moment, a bell suddenly sounded in his ears that seemed to contain boundless ancient aura.

Not only him, but also Mo Wen, Ling Hu, and all the monks in the square all looked at the direction of the Cloud Sea Demon Nest at this moment.

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