Chapter 850: The First Person in a Hundred Years

"Okay, I see." Qin Cheng showed that he was really like this.

He stood up and walked to the huge bronze bell that was suspended in the air.

"What's this kid doing? Don't ask the bell hammer of the Dao Sect, could it be that he has a better one? ”

In the audience, everyone saw Qin Cheng walking under the bronze bell empty-handed, and there was a lot of discussion.

"Definitely, in my opinion, this is Qin Cheng has made a good excuse for failure. After all, you don't need a bell hammer, even if you miss, there is a reason. Someone sneered.

"If that's the case, then my impression of this person will plummet." Someone shook their head.

In any case, at this time, the eyes of the audience all fell on Qin Cheng.

Many people showed curiosity and speculated about how Qin Cheng would behave.

Taking a deep breath and looking up at the bronze bell, Qin Cheng flew up suddenly.

At first, Qin Cheng's speed was not fast, but it kept accelerating, and in the end, his body was like a streamer.

Without any hesitation or hesitation, under the gaze of the whole audience, a streamer hammer suddenly appeared in Qin Cheng's hand and smashed on the bronze bell.

Qin Cheng's blow fell, there was no frenzied aura, no earth-shattering sound sounded, and even the bronze bell didn't seem to shake for half a minute.

After dropping the hammer, Qin Cheng slowly landed, carrying his hands behind his back, and stood on the high platform.

The audience was in an uproar, and many people's eyes widened in disbelief.

What's going on? After Qin Cheng fell the hammer, the bronze bell didn't even have a sound?

Even if Qin Cheng was really as everyone expected, his meridians were completely broken, but with the cultivation of the ancient cultivators he showed when he killed Fengyuntian, it would not be impossible to form a bell pattern.

"This ......" Elder Dao Sect was also slightly stunned, he expected many possibilities, but he never thought that this situation would appear.

"Haha, a waste one." Cao Pokong laughed insolently.

"Hmph, I'm ashamed to be on the list of heroes with you." Wind Without a Trace also sneered.

Qin Cheng looked at the two of them, revealing a hint of mockery.

"Can't wait a few seconds in such a hurry? Or are you too weak in heart for fear that I will work a miracle? ”

Before his words fell, Dong Tiancheng's face was slightly condensed, and he looked at the sky suddenly.

Elder Dao Sect also sensed it and raised his head.

Airplanes!

On top of the bronze bell, after a few seconds of silence, a bell pattern slowly lit up at this time, and then another one.

In the blink of an eye, nine lights were lit up.

Cao Pokong's face suddenly turned blue.

But it wasn't over yet, after a brief pause, the brilliance shone again, and the tenth bell pattern lit up.

Qin Cheng has become this Tianjiao event, and the second person who can shake out the ten bell patterns.

The light spreads and surges upwards, and the eleventh bell pattern also lights up, and then the twelfth and thirteenth!

Inside the main hall of the Dao Sect, there was a dead silence at this time, and suddenly, everyone seemed to have forgotten to breathe.

The thirteen dazzling bell-patterned rays of light shocked everyone, making them seem to have turned into clay wax figures in an instant.

Since the founding of the Tianjiao Festival by the Asking Sect, only two of them have blasted out thirteen bell patterns, and the last time was a hundred years ago.

In other words, Qin Cheng became the first Tianjiao to do it in a hundred years.

Moreover, he is still an outsider who they think has been abolished and cannot be accomplished anymore.

Wow!

Then a violent uproar erupted in the hall, like boiling water thrown into hot oil.

The crowd was shocked and discussed, their faces flushed, and they were extremely excited. There is no doubt that everything they witness today will become history, a conversation that will not go out of style for decades.

On the high platform, the cheeks of the two holy sons of Feng Cao were flushed, as if they had been slapped hard.

They said that Qin Cheng was just a waste and did not deserve to be on the same list of heroes as them.

But the dazzling thirteen bell patterns on the bronze bell seem to mock them mercilessly and silently, who is the waste and who is not worthy of juxtaposition.

Dong Tiancheng also looked gloomy, originally he wanted to change his seat and slap Qin Cheng in the face, but in the end, he gave Qin Cheng a chance to become famous.

He wanted to humiliate Qin Cheng, but in the end he humiliated himself.

"Humph!" He snorted, flicked his sleeves, and left directly.

Zhu Yao's beautiful eyes flickered again and again, and he looked at Qin Cheng with a strange look.

"It's not normal, there's a problem." Cao Pokong shouted unwillingly: "I'm waiting for the bell to ring, this bell is ringing, and then the bell pattern is lit up, but this person only has bell patterns, this is cheating." ”

Elder Dao Sect also frowned, this kind of thing had never happened, and he couldn't judge, he subconsciously looked at Qin Cheng.

Qin Cheng said indifferently: "I seem to have said before, why can't you wait for a while." ”

"Listen, the bell is coming."

Qin Cheng pointed slightly to the top of his head, and at this time, the huge bronze bell began to erupt into a melodious buzz.

Before this sound was different, it was extremely mellow, and the sound was continuous, like a surging river, undulating and spreading endlessly.

Everyone was attracted by this bell, and the sound of Hong Zhong Da Lu actually contained a certain law, which made people involuntarily indulge in it.

In the depths of the Dao Sect, the Dao Sect Master was fiddling with flowers and plants, and suddenly, he seemed to feel something, and raised his head suddenly.

"Zhong Ming Thirteen, who is it?" His eyes were sharp, looking into the shadows.

"Go and find out, who is Tianjiao."

"Returning to the sect master, it's Qin Cheng." A moment later, in the shadows, a figure slowly spoke.

"It's that Qin City again." Asking the sect master frowned: "Go, invite the Pudao people, forget it, I'll go in person." ”

The figure of the Sect Master of Dao flickered and quickly disappeared into the residence.

In the main hall, the bell rang for more than a dozen breaths before it slowly stopped.

Everyone recovered from their intoxication with indescribably complicated expressions.

"This Tianjiao event, there is a good show."

"Qin Cheng, which has no aura, can shake the thirteen bell patterns of the bronze bell, but against people, can it still be so proud?"

"Qin Cheng and Dong Tiancheng should be the biggest favorites in this event."

Everyone talked about it and began to leave slowly.

On the high platform, Qin Cheng slowly stretched out his hand, and an invisible aura in the bronze bell was pouring into his body.

"Heaven and Earth Origin Breath, is this the case?"

Qin Cheng closed his eyes, feeling that there was a translucent aura in the sea of consciousness, and he pulled out a wisp of dissolved divine consciousness, and instantly felt that his mind was extremely clear, as if he had jumped into a clear spring in the dog days.

Refreshed, extremely thoughtful, thinking about questions can often find answers in an instant.

"The origin, it turns out that people can get to the core of the problem, and this breath is really precious."

Qin Cheng gasped and sealed this group of aura. This thing can save you a lot of detours, but you can't waste it.

"Then Dong Tiancheng rings the eleven bell patterns, and he should also be able to obtain the origin qi, but it must be much less than me. If there is another chance to ring this bell and burst out of aura...... "Qin Cheng felt a little pity.