In the sky above the Antarctic snow, the sky was dark and broken, and a figure slowly walked out of it, it was the middle-aged man sent by the old man of the Yutian Sect to recruit Hou Yu, the monk of the Robbery Realm, Yumeng!

The moment he walked out, he happened to see the collapse of the tenth Yuetian Ancient Bell, and he could also see the scene of the arrow about 90 zhang long completely dissipating at this moment.

Even if he was a Tribulation Realm cultivator, even if he had survived the thirty-three months of the Heavenly Tribulation, even if in terms of his identity, he was Hou Yu's senior.

However, when he saw the scene in front of him, his eyes still shrank fiercely, and his heart was shocked, just like the monstrous waves before that, booming!

"With such strength, I'm afraid that even the Spirit Emperor Moon Realm can't reach it at all!"

Yumeng didn't know how to describe his current mood at this time, when he came, his heart had always been the attitude of the seniors looking at the juniors, wanting to take a good look at what kind of character would make that old man care so much, and even took out such a big gift, hoping that this person could join the forces of Yutianzong.

However, at this moment, Yu Meng's original mentality was all gone, because he knew that just one arrow shot by that phantom just now was enough to kill him no less than ten times!

"There is no such demonic genius in the world...... Yumeng turned his head to look in the direction of the distance amid his sigh, and found a figure with a small body but a large head.

"Did the people in the Holy Lord's Temple also send people here?"

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The man with the big head was the old boy with dark spots on his face before.

As if he felt the look of Yumeng looking at him, the big-headed boy just grinned at him, and in his eyes, there was a look of determination.

This firmness is the firmness that must pull the one who has crossed the catastrophe into his own holy temple.

Because after all, the Holy Lord Hall is the number one force ranked in the Southern Continent, and this big-headed boy is not just a kind of Tribulation Realm monk of Yumeng, but a Spirit Emperor Moon Realm monk, a real Spirit Emperor Moon Realm monk!

"This person is really strong enough, hehehehe, I like ......"

The big-headed boy showed his own smile, looked at the Moon Heaven Tribulation with only twenty-three moons left, and muttered in a low voice, "Is it his limit to blast out these ten moon heavens?"

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"I don't know how many moons this person can blast out, and destroying ten ancient bells with one arrow must not be the limit of what he can bear!"

Hundreds of miles away from this big-headed boy, the old woman who volunteered stood here, and she had been here for a long time about the arrival of the Holy Lord Hall and the Imperial Heavenly Sect, so she naturally knew about it.

"Such a demonic genius, I'm afraid he can directly cause a battle in the Southern Continent for him......" the old woman muttered.

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At the same time, hundreds of thousands of people on the Fuxing boat all showed stunned expressions at the moment!

One arrow to destroy ten ancient bells, this is really unprecedented, and in the future, there will definitely be no comers!

The thirty-three moons were all condensed, and the thirty-three ancient bells all appeared together, that coercion was simply monstrous, even if it was to let some real Spirit Emperor Moon Realm powerhouses come to survive this moon tribulation again, it would be extremely difficult, let alone directly destroy these moon-heaven ancient bells.

However, this one person who crossed the catastrophe directly collapsed ten Yuetian Ancient Bells under his arrow, such a monstrous power is simply indescribable!