In front of the ancient Wu Clan's main hall, the piercing killing intent was pervasive, making people's bodies chill.

The young man in white held a real martial sword, and the Xuanwu behind him stepped on the sea, and the breath of the king spread out, suppressing the ten directions of heaven and earth.

Lan Meng's big hand shattered inch by inch, and on the palm of his hand wrapped in armor, a sword mark appeared, obviously the true martial sword was extremely sharp, breaking through the king's armor and slashing on it.

"True Martial Sword, you actually led the king's soldiers of the True Martial Dao Palace. Lan Meng was surprised, and a black light flashed in her blue eyes.

"Whew!"

At this moment, the other two figures moved, rushing towards the bronze ancient bell.

One of them, dressed in green, with a stroke of his hands, was filled with green mist, and those green mist were poisonous mist, which could invade the body of a warrior, corrupt the internal organs, and pollute the mana, which was terrifying.

"Huh!"

The young master of the peacock clan bloomed with five-colored divine light around him, like an open fan, and with a brush of five-colored divine light, the green mist swept away from the sky, and he fell in love with the green-clothed youth.

On the other side, Hua Qingcicada made a move, and the flowers of heaven and earth fell, blocking in front of another person.

This person is dressed in black, his eyes are sharp and stunning, he looks at the wolf and has a strong aggressiveness.

His eyes were fixed on Hua Qingcicada's body, revealing a sneer.

"Bang!"

The young man in black moved, smashed the vacuum with his fist, and killed the green cicada.

As the Oiran of Baihualou's generation, Hua Qingcicada is naturally strong, and she is not in a hurry in the face of the attack of the young man in black, and she responds well.

The person who fought with the young master of the Peacock Clan before moved, he was wearing purple clothes, and at this moment, his body moved, and the purple qi came from the east and killed the bronze ancient bell.

The Heaven Repair Machine held a compass and blocked this person, and the two fought each other and fought upside down.

"Tsk, for a broken copper and iron, fight to your death. The fat man stood in the main hall, looked at the people fighting in front of the main hall, and sneered.

"Fatty, you read it wrong, that bronze ancient bell is not broken copper and iron, although it can't be the natal magic weapon of that great witch, but it must be forged by that great witch, and it is very likely to be a holy soldier. Ye Xingchen said.

"Holy soldier?!" The fat man was in a hurry all of a sudden, and his eyes were red, even more anxious than the anxious rabbit.

"Don't worry, let them fight first and find out if the bronze ancient bell is forbidden. Ye Xingchen overflowed with a smile and said.

"Brother Ye, Brother Ye, you are too cunning. The fat man quieted down and said.

"It's not that I'm cunning, it's that they've been blinded by the treasure. Ye Xingchen looked at the pillars in the main hall and looked at the ancient and unique patterns on them.

"Boom!"

The battle in the courtyard was fierce, and the void trembled.

The four people from the Daomen joined forces to face Lan Meng and the others, which can be described as the tip of the needle against Mai Mang.

Lan Meng's whole body was shrouded in blue light, and he relied on the king's armor to constantly fight with the white-clothed young man from the True Martial Arts Palace, and the ground almost turned over.

Fortunately, the two of them were sensible and did not let the king's soldiers really collide, otherwise this courtyard would have collapsed even if it was guarded by a formation.

"True Martial Demon Heavenly Skill!" The young man in white roared, like a thunderclap, behind him Xuanwu stepped on the sea, the true martial sword was brilliant, shooting out thousands of rays of divine light, each ray of divine light was like a small sword qi, slashing towards Lan Meng.

Lan Meng's whole body glowed, the whole person almost actinized, and the blue armor turned into feather-like scales, shooting out rays of light, colliding with thousands of gods.

"Bang!"

The void exploded, and a series of eighteen voids cracked, and the endless void wind blew.

"Poof!"

Lan Meng regressed, bleeding profusely, and in this collision, he was at a disadvantage and suffered a big loss.

"Hahaha, King Armor, but that's it. The young man in white laughed, his expression was arrogant, and he slashed out one sword qi after another, killing Lan Meng.

Lan Meng changed color, and the brush retreated suddenly, extremely fast, but it was still swept by the sword qi, and he vomited blood and retreated.

"A group of ants still dare to compete with me. The young man in white flashed his eyes and killed the young master of the Peacock Clan and the others.

"Not good, go back. The young master of the Peacock Clan was shocked and shouted loudly.

With the true martial sword, the king's soldier, the power of the young man in white is almost impossible to resist, and unless the power comes, he can suppress the other party.

Hua Qingcicada and the others quickly retreated, and had no choice but to leave this courtyard and give up the bronze ancient bell.

"The bronze ancient bell has not decayed for millions of years, and at least it is a holy soldier. The young man in white was overjoyed and stretched out his hand to grab the bronze ancient bell.

"Boom!"

A deafening bell rang and made the mountains and rivers tremble.

The original rusty bronze ancient bell bloomed with cyan glow at this moment, and the rust gradually fell off, showing the original appearance of the bronze ancient clock.

The cyan ancient clock is carved with pictures of the life of the ancestors of the ancient Wu tribe, as well as the sun, moon and stars.

Of course, the most striking thing is a vague shadow in it, which is the ancestor of the Wu clan, one of the twelve ancestors.

"Dang!"

The second bell rang, which could be heard for thousands of miles, and a terrifying holy power emanated, shocking the past and the present.

The originally desolate Guwu Valley, the gray mist was swept away, the dead trees sprouted, the grass broke the soil, and the original barren land was now full of vitality and ancient trees.

All of this is due to the sound of the bells.

"The portrait of the ancestral witch on the bronze ancient bell should be one of the twelve ancestral witches. The young man in white was ecstatic.

The existence of the True Martial Arts Hall is extremely long, and it can be traced to the rise of the human race, so there are many ancient and ancient secrets recorded in the Dao Palace, and the True Martial Arts Hall in the Taixu Cave is still very rich in collections.

The white-clothed young man was from the True Martial Dao Palace, and he had seen sporadic descriptions of the twelve ancestors of the Wu clan in the Dao Hall Pavilion.

The Jumang of the Twelve Ancestral Witches is the Ancestral Witch of Wood, who was born to control the Great Dao of Wood, and legend has it that his weapon is Jumang Bell.

This bronze ancient bell, the portrait of the ancestral witch on it is similar to the portrait of the ancestral witch he saw at that time, and the bronze ancient bell can instantly turn the ancient witch valley into a vibrant place, which can prove that this ancient bell is an imitation of the Jumang bell.

"Bang!"

The young man in white had surging mana and grabbed the bronze ancient bell.

"Dang!"

The third bell rang, shattering the big hand of the young man in white, and even if he had a true martial sword in his hand, he flew out upside down and suffered a lot of injuries.

However, the bronze ancient bell is also a lot dimmer at the moment, obviously there is no martial artist to infuse mana, so that its gods cannot be completely revived and automatically absorb the aura of heaven and earth.

"Give it to me!"

The True Martial Sword turned into a three-inch size, suspended above the head of the young man in white, and thousands of sword qi fell, and the young man in white received the blessing of the True Martial Sword, his strength increased greatly, and he reached out to grab the bronze ancient bell.

"Dang!"

Although the bell rang this time, it was not as powerful as the first three sounds, and the young man in white relied on the power of the true martial sword to resist, and his big hand slapped on the body of the bell, which suddenly made the bronze ancient bell dim and return to its original state.

At this moment, the bronze ancient bell consumed all the accumulated power, the gods fell completely silent, and the bronze ancient bell returned to its original rusty appearance.

"Haha, congratulations to Senior Brother Yuan for getting a holy soldier. The other three congratulated.

The corners of the white-clothed young man's mouth flashed with a touch of pride, and he said with a smile: "Thank you for your help this time, otherwise I wouldn't be able to defeat four with one." ”

Everyone said hello, and the white clothes were about to go to pick up the bronze ancient bell, but suddenly saw a young man in blue, smiling and taking the first step to pick up the bronze ancient bell.

The other party picked up the bronze ancient bell and looked at him with a smile.

The young man in white had a stiff face, and his killing intent was pervasive, and he said word by word: "Ye, Xing, Chen." ”

"Something?"

"Put down the sentence mangzhong, for the sake of us all human races, I can spare you from dying. "The young man in white is full of murder.

"Are you kidding?" A hint of mockery appeared on the corner of Ye Xingchen's mouth, and he said: "Jumang Zhong is an ownerless thing, whoever gets it belongs to whom, if you want it, then come and defeat me." ”

"Do you think you can defeat four with one?" The young man in white had bright eyes and piercing murderous intent, and the true martial sword above his head fell into the palm of his hand, and the aura of a king was permeating.

"Boom!"

A jade bottle appeared in Ye Xingchen's hand, and the two kingly breaths collided, shaking the heavens and the earth and almost collapsing.

The jade bottle in Ye Xingchen's hand slowly soared into the air, suspended above his head, and the mouth of the bottle was facing the white-clothed young man, turning into a black hole, emitting a terrifying gravitational force, wanting to spit out all things.

"Zheng!", "Zheng!", "......"

The white-clothed young man was very angry in his heart, and the true martial sword in his hand vibrate, and the sword qi shot out was tens of thousands of pieces, piercing through the void of heaven and earth, like a giant sword through the sky.

"Phew!"

The white-clothed young man made a move, and the true martial sword in his hand slashed out a sword ray tens of thousands of zhang long, cutting a huge hole in the void, like a heavenly moat.

The jade bottle was rapidly enlarged, and the mouth of the bottle had the power to swallow heaven and earth, inhaling tens of thousands of zhang of sword qi and refining it.

"Bang!"

At this moment, the purple-clothed young man sneaked in, and with a wave of his big sleeves, he turned into a radius of several acres, purple permeated, spreading for dozens of miles.

"Sleeve up!"

Ye Xingchen was not surprised, as a disciple of the Dao Sect, most people cultivated this magical power of an ancient god.

The big sleeves cover the sky and the sun, and the purple is like a sword like a sword, shrouding it, making the sand and rocks fly here, and the wind howls angrily.

If it weren't for the imprints of heaven and earth that appeared in the courtyard at the last moment and suppressed this piece of heaven and earth, I am afraid that this move of the purple-clothed young man would be enough to bring the main hall and the courtyard in.

Ye Xingchen flicked his five fingers in a row, and the five qi powers turned into five true dragons, and he swept towards the purple-clothed young man with his head and tail, and rushed away the opponent's big sleeves.

"Whirring ......"

At the same time, the green-clothed young man took out a green flag, embroidered with a big green bird, he waved the green flag, and a green mist filled out, turning into a green bird and swooping towards Ye Xingchen.

This poisonous mist is too terrifying, it already has a form, even if it is inhaled by great power, it will take a lot of effort to dispel it.

However, this was useless to Ye Xingchen, he opened his mouth and inhaled, inhaled the poisonous mist that filled the sky into his abdomen, and refined it with a hundred poisonous mana.

"What ......" The green-clothed young man was shocked, you must know that the green flag in his hand is a secret treasure, although it has no grade, it is enough to poison the upper Shattered Realm martial artist, even if it is the power of the Tongtian Realm, it will be unable to move for a short time.

"Bang!"

Ye Xingchen's body moved, turning into a streamer and impacting through, and the golden fist broke through the air, shattering the flag of the green-clothed young man, and he was also sent out, breaking his tendons and fractures.

"Boom!"

The young man in black made a move, and he cultivated the body to become holy, so that he relied on the strong body to come forward and fight.

His bronze fist shattered the void, and even the imprint that emerged from heaven and earth was also dulled by his fist.

Ye Xingchen was fearless, and responded with a strong dragon elephant palm, and the two exchanged several moves in a moment, and finally Ye Xingchen broke the opponent's arms with a strong dragon elephant palm, and the young man in black had to retreat.

"Ye Xingchen, give me death!" The young man in white glowed all over, and a black ocean appeared behind him, and a Xuanwu stepped on the sea and hit Ye Xingchen.

This Xuanwu was blessed by the True Martial Sword, just like the real Xuanwu in the world, with a huge body, and its aura soared, squeezing the heavenly dome.

Ye Xingchen manipulated the jade bottle and collided with Xuanwu, no matter how strong this Xuanwu was, it was also torn apart by the impact, turning into a little aura and dissipating.

"Kill!"

The four of them worked hard for the holy soldiers, and the purple-clothed young man came again, this time to show the Daomen mastery.

"Heaven and Earth Vientiane Seal!"

I saw that his hands were sealed, and the aura within a radius of thousands of miles was drawn by him, forming a piece of heaven and earth between his palms and fingers.

There are nine layers in the sky, and nine shades in the earth.

Between heaven and earth, there are mountains, rivers, ancient trees, vines, flowers and plants, strange stones, all kinds of fierce beasts, all kinds of heaven and earth, all kinds of images, are all in this seal.

This is, the seal of heaven and earth!

Daomen is peerless, terrifying, no worse than any heaven-level top-grade martial arts, at this moment, it was displayed by the purple-clothed youth, and the weather between heaven and earth was suddenly thousands.

Ye Xingchen raised his eyebrows, feeling the power of this peerless science, this peerless discipline has been cultivated to the fullest, it can evolve heaven and earth, evolve all things, and almost has the power to open up the world.

Ye Xingchen sacrificed the White Emperor Sword and the Blue Emperor Sword, and then cast the Yuan Shen Sword Fetus again, forming the three talents of heaven, earth and man, and colliding with the seal of heaven and earth.

"Poof!"

A figure flew out upside down, covered in tatters, it was the young man in purple.

Ye Xingchen was also uncomfortable, he needed to separate his mind to deal with the young man in white, consuming too much mana, all the seals of heaven and earth that resisted the young man in purple at this moment exhausted the only mana left in his body.

However, the second level of his cultivation has the property of endless life, so between breaths, his mana recovers a part.

"Such a subtle exercise, it can restore some of the mana in an instant. The young man in white had a high level of vision, and he immediately saw through the power of Ye Xingchen's exercises.

The young man in white once again urged the True Martial Sword to press and contain Ye Xingchen.

"Bang!"

After the young man in black repaired his arms, he killed again.

His qi and blood fluctuated like a vast sea, distorting the void and colliding with Ye Xingchen.

Ye Xingchen completely showed his full combat power at this time, his eyes flashed, and he struck a sky-splitting nine blows, almost splitting the black-clothed youth from the middle, and then he hit the strong dragon elephant palm, knocking the green-clothed youth who killed him away.

"A hundred years in an instant, and in the blink of an eye, the red dust is old!" Ye Xingchen played the time secret technique, froze the white-clothed youth, and then the jade bottle swallowed, shooting out a beam of light, knocking the true martial sword away.

"Poof!"

The young man in white was also shocked and flew out, opening his mouth to vomit blood, if it wasn't for the protection of the True Martial Sword at the last moment, he would have been shattered by a blow.

He was about to withdraw the True Martial Sword, but he saw a figure that was even faster by him, and suddenly sucked the True Martial Sword into the jade bottle and suppressed it.