Chapter 69: The mountains are not high, but there are immortals
Poop!
When the incomparably thick air dragon and the magnificent stegosaurus soared into the sky with the power of heaven and earth.
The bronze bell suspended above the Taixuan Hall and shrouded in a pillar of light seemed to have sensed something.
For a moment, the dense runes that swirled around the bronze bell flickered more and more brightly, almost like a rain of light around the bronze bell.
Then, the bronze bell shook violently, and once again emitted a deafening and terrifying sound.
However, the next scene was unexpected by anyone.
Whether it was a stout Qi Dragon or a magnificent Stegosaurus, it was not hindered at all, and directly crashed into the big murder weapon.
Rumble!
Rumble!
Just between the lightning and flint, the qi dragon and the stegosaurus that rose into the sky slammed into the magnificent bronze bell one after another.
Followed by.
As two terrifying sounds suddenly resounded through the heavens and the earth, the bronze bell floating in the sky trembled from the distance, and the sparks continued to pass through the night sky like fire, thinking of flying away in all directions.
Bang!
In a flash.
As the two invincible air waves shot out in all directions, the terrifying and violent power of heaven and earth rushed wildly, and the sky over the entire Taixuan Mountain collapsed.
The breath of destruction pervaded, brilliant sparks splashed, and dark chaos surged, almost as if the end of the world was about to come.
Seeing such a terrifying scene, the people in the two holy places below, all of them were terrified, like falling into an ice cellar.
Terror!
It's horrible!
But at this moment.
Changxuan Zhenren, who was the Holy Lord of the Taixuan Holy Land, and Xu Zhitian, the Holy Lord of the Ziqing Holy Land, as well as the high-level officials of the two Holy Lands, seemed to feel that something was wrong.
To know.
Whether it was the Taixuanhua Dragon Formation or the Purple Green Extreme Sword Formation, they were the strongest killing formations of the two holy lands, but as a result, the bronze bell did not make any resistance.
Instead, they just floated in the sky and let the strongest killing formations of the two holy lands attack.
As we all know, it is not a legendary pseudo-immortal weapon, even a high-quality spiritual treasure will give birth to an independent consciousness.
In the underground palace before, Taixuanyin took the initiative to attack the bronze bell, which is the best proof.
Then, as a legendary pseudo-immortal weapon, I am afraid that it is not as simple as giving birth to an independent consciousness, but forming an instrument spirit.
According to ancient records, the spirit of the instrument is equivalent to a kind of spiritual creature conceived by heaven and earth, with its own consciousness and thoughts.
Of course, there are also good and evil spirits.
The good and evil of the spirit has a lot to do with the environment in which it is formed, as well as the mind of the owner.
This bronze bell is from the place of great evil, and it is conceivable that this spirit is by no means good.
Therefore, when the bronze bell did not make any resistance, the high-level leaders of the two holy places immediately thought of this problem.
At this time, Xu Zhitian, who had an extremely solemn expression, looked sideways at Changxuan Zhenren who was not far away, and said, "Brother He, are we helping to abuse?"
Changxuan Zhenren frowned together, pursed the corners of his mouth, and nodded undeniably.
"Before, the two of us were careless, this is a legendary pseudo-immortal weapon, and it comes from the land of great evil, and the spirit of the instrument must be extremely cunning. ”
Xu Zhitian thought deeply and said: "If nothing else, the predecessors who sealed this big murder weapon not only sealed the big murder weapon itself, but also sealed the instrument spirit in it, judging from the weather just now, it seems that the machine spirit has not been completely unsealed." ”
"Before the machine spirit was unsealed, this big murder weapon was so terrifying, once the machine spirit was unsealed, I am afraid that the power of this big murder weapon will increase dramatically. ”
Changxuan Zhenren couldn't help but sigh and said: "At that time, if we can't suppress it, I'm afraid that all of us will die tonight, and after this big murder weapon rushes out of the mountain protection array, the entire land of Zhongzhou will probably be ruined." ”
Xu Zhitian nodded, hesitated slightly, and asked, "Brother He, you give the old man an explanation, will the ancestor of your Taixuan Holy Land really make a move?"
Smell.
Changxuan Zhenren couldn't help but be stunned.
To be honest, he is not absolutely sure.
At that level, it is very likely that the characters look elegant and easy-going on the surface, but in fact, their hearts are thin and cold, even if they once came from the Taixuan Holy Land, what can they do?
If his old man doesn't choose to make a move, he will be too mysterious, who can do anything?
However, his old man gave countless fortunes to the Taixuan Holy Land, obviously thinking that the Taixuan Holy Land would prosper for another 100,000 years.
Thinking of this, Changxuan Zhenren immediately strengthened his belief.
Master Ye will definitely make a move!
Well!
Will definitely make a move!
"Brother Xu, don't be impatient, that Master Ye of my Taixuan Holy Land will definitely make a move!"
Changxuan Zhenren looked at Xu Zhitian and said with a resolute expression.
Xu Zhitian was stunned for a moment, and then smiled.
Wow!
At this moment, the sky above the Taixuan Holy Land gradually returned to tranquility again.
But just a few breaths later, the tens of thousands of brilliant runes shrouded around the bronze bell instantly turned into a rain of light and scattered in the void, and the weather was particularly spectacular.
However, in the next moment, a terrifying coercion spread out from the bronze bell, almost like a collapsing, crushing downwards with a devastating force.
"Not good!"
Changxuan Zhenren's face changed wildly, he exclaimed, and suddenly rose into the sky.
At the same time, Xu Zhitian and the cultivators who had entered the realm of transforming gods from the two holy lands rushed up one after another.
Instantly.
Several cultivators of the Transformation Divine Realm moved their minds, and behind them suddenly rushed up dozens of zhang high, with brilliant and dazzling divine appearances all over their bodies.
They are almost like golden giants standing there, protecting the disciples behind them.
This is the powerhouse of the Transformation God Realm!
Once the gods come out, they can move mountains and reclaim the sea, step through the void, and resist the impact of invisible coercion.
"Oh no, this seat has finally been liberated. ”
At this time, a cold voice came from the bronze bell, resounding throughout the world.
This voice is sharp and piercing, full of magic, and it seems that it can also affect people's minds, which is very weird.
After two breaths.
A slender figure appeared around the bronze bell, and the black flames around it burned, exuding a monstrous aura.
"Yo, but a few little guys in the God Transformation Realm, do you still want to seal this seat again?"
The black figure trembled slightly, making a chilling voice.
Outcome.
As soon as the words fell, the bronze bell suspended above the Taixuan Hall shook violently, and terrifying sound waves shook out, and the surrounding void collapsed, and several divine and brilliant divine appearances suddenly shattered.
Instantly.
Chang Xuan Zhenren and the others' faces changed wildly, their bodies shook violently, and scarlet blood overflowed from their mouths and noses, almost like meteorites falling, smashing towards the ground.
Seeing this, the rest of the high-level officials of the two holy lands rushed up one after another, which allowed them to land safely.
Changxuan Zhenren's face was full of despair, and he shook his head and said, "Now, only Master Ye can save us from fire and water!"
"Yo, I didn't expect such a vast amount of luck to be shrouded here, but it was a good harvest for this seat. ”
At this time, there was a sharp and cold laugh from the machine spirit in the sky again: "However, this seat wants to taste the taste of blood first. ”
The next moment, the black flame burner spirit around him stepped into the air, carrying the bronze bell like jade, and walked towards everyone.
Not only that, but the terrifying coercion almost crushed everyone like a mountain.
Just when everyone felt that their bodies were about to crumble and their spirits collapsed.
Li Changming, the Holy Son of the Taixuan Holy Land, who was prostrate on the ground, roared with a hideous and sad face: "Please Master Ye to save the Taixuan Holy Land from fire and water!"
Instantly.
Whether it was the high-level of the Taixuan Holy Land or the hundreds of core disciples, they suddenly came back to their senses, and they also shouted desperately: "Please Master Ye to save the Taixuan Holy Land from fire and water!"
For a while, the voice was like thunder, and it instantly resounded throughout Taixuan Mountain.
"Truly, if you don't give up, is there any strong cultivator in the Mahayana realm here......"
The machine spirit let out a sharp and piercing sinister laugh, but just as he was halfway through his words, a vast aura like an ocean swept out from the depths of the Taixuan Palace.
"The mountain is not high, there are immortals, the water is not deep, and the dragon is spiritual......"
At the same time, a mysterious voice was heard.
This voice is like a saint chanting a sutra, and an immortal singing.
At the same time, it is full of mysterious power, and almost in an instant, it purifies the coercion that almost crushed everyone.
In less than a breath, I saw a neatly framed landscape painting floating out of the Taixuan Palace.
"This ...... This is the teleprompter of "Taixuan Changqing Tu"!"
After seeing this painting, Changxuan Zhenren's face changed dramatically in an instant, and he turned to ecstasy: "Could it be that Master Ye had already deduced that there would be such a catastrophe in the Taixuan Holy Land?"
"What does this painting represent?"
Xu Zhitian's face was full of shock: "Just a painting contains such great power, could it be that Master Ye of the Taixuan Holy Land is really from the upper realm?"