I saw Wu Tonghai take a step forward, stretched out his left hand and looked at Ji Dang and the others with murderous intent.

Wu Tonghai opened his palm slightly, revealing what he was holding.

A small broken clock, covered in gray-brown, is engraved with some patterns that have been somewhat worn out, and it looks very mysterious.

Some of the joy is that the broken place of the small bell happens to be the top of the bell, and the top of the small bell has basically been broken, and if you don't look carefully, you think it's a thicker tube.

But Zheng Qing and the others couldn't laugh, and couldn't help frowning, haven't you heard of it before?

There are basically very few demons in the immortal cultivation world who can cross a great realm and defeat the enemy.

But there is such a special powerful artifact, if the monk holds it, let alone one big realm, even several great realms are no longer a problem.

That is the magic weapon, if a powerful magic weapon person can catch the dragon with the power of ants, and can fight against the celestial phenomena with the power of one person, it is an incomparably strange existence.

Climbing mountains and seas, catching stars and moons, and taking people's lives tens of thousands of miles away, these are all things that can be done with a wave of hands.

Some of the strong people in the immortal cultivation world have made a name for themselves by virtue of their abilities, and some of the strong people themselves may not be so profound, but they are famous for their magic weapons, and no one dares to provoke them.

It looks like this magic weapon has been damaged, and its power must have been damaged a lot.

But Zheng Qing and the others were still nervous, who knew what level this magic weapon was when it was intact.

And looking at this Wu Tonghai's full reliance and fearless momentum, I am afraid that the power of this broken little bell will not be weak.

Wu Tonghai didn't move all over his body, but he didn't know that he had used all his strength.

The majestic mana of the thirty-one layers of qi in the whole body was like flowing water that was poured into the little bell.

After a few breaths, the body of the little bell made a soft sound, which was very crisp, and the vague inscription on the little bell was also a little dim and bright.

Seeing this scene, Wu Tonghai breathed a sigh of relief.

This broken little bell is not handed down by any ancestors, nor is it an adventure in the cave, it is completely obtained by accident in the mundane.

He relied on this magic weapon to easily resolve many life and death crises, Wu Tonghai has always regarded this thing as a life-saving hole card, and he will not use it easily.

This broken bell is powerful, but in his opinion, there are two shortcomings, one is that it needs to buffer time to urge, and during this period, there is no strength in three points, which is very dangerous.

But fortunately, when the mana is instilled into this small bell, it is very hidden, and there will be no anomalies in the process, and it will not be easily discovered.

And when the little bell is urged, everything is easy.

Wu Tonghai raised his head and smiled fiercely at Ji Dang and the others, and the next moment he dared to rush into the crowd of Qingfeng Village alone.

Wu Tonghai stepped forward with a broken little bell, but Ji Dang hid his body and retreated silently.

He doesn't know much about the power of this magic weapon, so it's better to let others try it at this time, and it's not too late to make plans later.

It was a crisp and light sound before, but when Wu Tonghai was shocked by mana again, it was like a dull thunderclap, and it was still a trivial matter to destroy people's eardrums.

A colorless ripple visible to the naked eye rippled out and landed on the body of the Qingfeng Zhai.

"Bang!"

A large area of Qingfeng Village was rippled in front of them, no matter what talisman spells were useless, and the corpse seemed to have been slammed into by some ancient giant beast.

The corpse flew upside down, and one fell in front of Ji Dang, he looked down, but his heart was tight.

Died too quickly, the [gold] golden body had not disappeared, and it could be seen that both the skull and the sternum in front of the corpse were shattered and collapsed into the body.

This is still a golden body protector, and some of the earth shields in front of them are shattered and their bodies are also shattered.

There is no human form, and the sky is sprinkled with blood rain, and the fragments of internal organs and bone stubble are flying around, which is a full Shura scene.

Zheng Qing retracted his gaze, he knew that he couldn't let Wu Tonghai go on like this.

Ordinary Zhaizhong is a matter of waving his hand to him, he has to step forward and drag him, let the Zhaizhong face the Zhaizhong, and don't let Wu Tonghai go on like this, otherwise this is the victory, I am afraid that Qingfeng Zhai will also become an empty shell.

Zheng Qing shouted: "Retreat!"

At the same time, he motioned to the three worshippers of Qingfeng Village around him, and stepped forward with him to stop Wu Tonghai.

In front of him, a large number of Qingfeng Zhai's bodies burst open, Wu Tonghai was killing happily, and the anger of the villagers' losses could be regarded as a little catharsis.

But before Wu Tonghai shook the broken small bell in his hand again, he found that Zheng Qing signaled the villagers to retreat.

How could he give up easily, his eyes were cold, full of anger, and he pursued him.

But he was stopped by Zheng Qing with a few offerings, and several people fought together.

The ripples of the broken little bell are very powerful, and Wu Tonghai alone resists Zheng Qing and the three major offerings, but he still does not fall behind, and even has a kind of momentum of being able to play with ease and pressing the opposite side.

The ripples emitted by the small bell were shapeless and colorless, endless, directly enveloping the distance of dozens of zhang in front of Wu Tonghai, and the grass on the ground was directly shattered into grass clippings, and the ground was also lifted layer after layer, falling more than a few feet.

Zheng Qing had a light green condensation wind knife in his hand, and it was spinning with a gang wind, breaking the ripples of the small bell and pointing directly at Wu Tonghai.

But each step is a lot of money, and the closer you get to it, the greater the power of the small bell's shock.

And the spell was released from afar, but before Wu Tonghai could get closer, he was shocked and dissipated by the ripples of the small bell, and he was helpless.

Ji Dang watched from the side, and he had already spied out a bit of mystery.

The ripples that came out of the momentum of this broken little bell are incomparably powerful, and it is two points worse than Zheng Qing's [Hissing Wind Whirling Green Knife].

But the fatal thing is that this little bell ripples endlessly, as if it doesn't consume mana, wave after wave, endlessly.

Zheng Qing blasted out with a hissing whirlwind magic knife, and before he could reach Wu Tonghai's body, he was bombarded by several ripples one after another, how could he not be powerless to dissipate.

With this point, Wu Tonghai stood there and was invincible for Zheng Qing and the others, and the spells in the distance would be blown away, and if he wanted to get closer, he couldn't catch up with the casting speed of Xiao Zhong Ripple, so he couldn't step forward.

Even if it continues to be consumed like this, the mana of Zheng Qing and the others will definitely be exhausted before Wu Tonghai, who is holding a magic weapon, and it will be difficult to save his life at that time, it is really a difficult bone.

However, this difficulty is for Zheng Qing and others, and it is not so difficult for Ji Dang.

[Gray Body] [Shaking Mountain] Qi Qi cast his body to skyrocket, and when he waited for the idle spell to be injured, Ji Dang rushed towards Wu Tonghai to kill.

Ji Dang stepped into the shrouded place of the small bell ripples, and it was still far from Wu Tonghai, and his power had been greatly reduced, and even the gray membrane that protected Ji Dang's body could not cause a trace of waves.

After a few more steps, Ji Dang approached the direction of Wu Tonghai at a very fast speed.

Wu Tonghai was not unvigilant, knowing that Ji Dang, who cultivated and blessed the body and talisman spells, was his opponent.

It was a bit heavier, and the power of the small bell in Ji Dang's direction increased by three points in an instant, hindering his progress.

No matter how many people there are on the other side, as long as he can't get close, he won't be defeated, Wu Tonghai knows this very well.

However, at the same time, a trace of melancholy flashed in Wu Tonghai's eyes, and he secretly looked at the little clock in his hand......