"Look, someone has entered the fifth room. ”

"Oh my God, the fifth room, which has been uninhabited for 600 years, has been set foot in today. ”

In front of the Wuwang Palace, more than 100 students looked up at the magic seal lamp on the wall of the Wuwang Palace, and their eyes were all shocked.

After Bai Xiling completed his task, he returned to the front of the Martial King Palace, and as soon as he returned here, he saw Zhang Qi standing aside laughing presumptuously.

"Hahaha, in the fifth room, my student from the Silver Martial Palace, has entered the fifth room of the Martial King Palace!"

Zhang Qi naturally thought that Liu Zilan had successfully entered the fifth room, standing in front of the Martial King Palace, and kept laughing.

The other elders around him were either disgusted or jealous, and they all sneered at Zhang, but there was also envy in their eyes.

If their students managed to enter the fifth room, I am afraid that their reaction would be even stronger than Zhang Qi's.

"Bai Xiling, your precious student is really a waste, look at my student, he has entered the fifth room of the Martial King Palace, and he is about to ring the Martial King Heavenly Bell!" Zhang Qi pointed at Bai Xiling and said loudly.

Bai Xiling sneered and said, "Zhang Qi, you should take a good look! whether it is your Baiyin Martial Palace's student power, or my Red Bronze Martial Palace's strength, do you really think that Liu Zilan has the ability to enter the fifth room!"

Zhang Qi was instantly furious: "Bai Xiling, you don't have to deceive yourself, that student of yours may have been slaughtered by Liu Zilan!"

Zhang Qi's voice just fell.

The gate of the Martial King Palace opened, and seven students carried the dead body of one of the students and slowly walked out of the Martial King Palace.

When everyone looked at the corpse, their faces changed suddenly.

What the!

Liu Zilan?

Liu Zilan: Dead?

There was an instant riot at the scene, and no one thought that Liu Zilan, the strongest among the twenty people, would actually die!

Zhang Qi rushed to the corpse, saw Liu Zilan's face, and sat on the ground: "Impossible, this is impossible!"

"Bang!"

Liu Ziqing instantly burst out, pushed away everyone in front of him, and half-knelt in front of Liu Zilan's corpse: "Brother, brother, brother!"

"Who did it!

Liu Ziqing is almost crazy.

Among the remaining seven students, one of them trembled and said, "It's Jun Han, he killed Liu Zilan in the second room!"

Jun Han?

Liu Ziqing never thought that his own brother would be killed by Jun Han.

"Jun Han, where is Jun Han now, where is he now?" Liu Ziqing grabbed the freshman student who was talking and shouted violently.

"Jun Han, he is still in the Martial King's Palace!"

Bang Dang!

Liu Ziqing let go of the freshman, his eyes full of disbelief.

Could it be that the freshman who entered the fifth room was Jun Han?

At this moment, everyone's hearts were like a thunderbolt rushing by, and they couldn't be calmed down for a long time.

Wuwang Palace, room 5.

Jun Han stood at the door of the fifth room, looking at the amazing scene in the fifth room.

Dark!

In the fifth room, there was no light as Jun Han imagined, but endless darkness.

At this moment, an illusory figure appeared in the darkness, it was an old man with gray hair, a pair of deep eye sockets inlaid with a pair of crimson eyes, after this endless darkness, it looked very ghostly.

If it weren't for Jun Han's strong mental strength, as soon as the old man appeared, Jun Han would have been blind and half dead.

"Remnants?"

Jun Han felt that this old man did not really exist, but a remnant soul left by a certain peak powerhouse before he died, and this remnant soul carried the breath of life of the strong man before his death, and it had been detained here.

"Yes, boy, it seems that your spiritual power is not low, and you can even see that I am just a remnant soul. ”

As soon as the old man spoke, an extremely powerful coercion rushed to his face, and Jun Han actually had a feeling of being out of breath.

"It's been six hundred years, and you're the first student to enter here, I'm afraid that if you are two hundred years late, my remnant soul will be shattered. The old man said.

Jun Han asked, "Senior, how am I going to live in this fifth room?"

The old man chuckled, a palm-sized hammer appeared in his hand, and said, "Ring the bell!"

"Ring the bell?"

"Yes, just use this hammer, and the more you knock, the more rewards you get. The old man said.

"And the reward?"

The old man nodded and said, "Of course, if you can enter the fifth room, it means that your talent is different, and you will naturally be rewarded richly." ”

"So, where is the bell?" Jun Han asked.

The old man pointed behind Jun Han and said, "Ring the bell, not to let you take this hammer and knock it directly, but to let you use your spiritual power to urge the hammer to knock." ”

Jun Han looked behind him and saw a huge golden bell with a height of nearly three zhang.

"How is this possible, how can such an illusory thing as spiritual power lift a hammer?"

The old man shook his head and said, "This is a spiritual power treasure, you can try it!"

Jun Han suspiciously injected spiritual power into the golden hammer in the old man's hand, and the moment the spiritual power poured into the hammer, Jun Han seemed to feel that he had another arm, and he could even control the golden hammer.

Jun Han continued to try.

A quarter of an hour had passed, and Jun Han had been able to use his mental power to lift the hammer to more than a person's height, and Jun Han continued to try.

Three quarters of an hour later, Jun Han was already able to use his mental power to completely control the golden hammer.

"Senior, you can start. Jun Han said.

"Let's get started!"

Jun Han nodded, and controlled the small hammer to smash it towards the Martial King Heavenly Bell, but this time it did not let the Martial King Heavenly Bell ring.

"Not enough strength?"

Jun Han's use of great spiritual power, the surging spiritual power surged out from Jun Han's sea of divine consciousness, pushing the small hammer and crashing into the Martial King Heavenly Bell.

Boom!

A dull loud bang sounded in the Martial King's Palace.

Jun Han gasped for breath, and after only ringing the Martial King Heavenly Bell once, Jun Han felt that his spiritual power had been consumed a lot.

Ordinary people can only ring this once.

However, Jun Han felt that he could still ring it once.

"Senpai, can I knock again?"

Jun Han asked.

"Of course!"

Jun Han once again used his urging spiritual power to push the small hammer and blast it towards the Martial King Heavenly Bell.

Boom!

Another loud bang echoed in the Martial Palace, Jun Han may not know that at this moment, outside the Martial Palace, there was already a boil.

It has not sounded the Heavenly Bell of King Wu for 600 years, and it was ringed by Jun Han.

There have not been two Martial King Heavenly Bells in a thousand years, and Jun Han has now caught up with the record set by the powerhouse thousands of years ago.

Jun Han gathered his spiritual power, and he continued to ring the Martial King Heavenly Bell, but the old man's voice sounded behind Jun Han: "I advise you not to try again, I can see that you can knock again." However, if you ring the Martial King Heavenly Bell three times, you will definitely cause yourself unprecedented trouble. ”