In the dark and gloomy Chen Family Ancestral Hall, an old man with white hair and white beard looked at Long Yang who was shrouded in misty yellow light in front of him very expectantly, "I really hope that there will be a miracle, I don't ask the holy bell to ring for you, but you should at least light up the fifth-level cyan or sixth-level blue." The old man's eyes stared at the altar without blinking, especially at the latter colors.

I have to say that the statue that released yellow light towards Longyang looked really weird, it looked like a human and not a human, a beast or a beast, and it was covered with pitch-black cracks, as if it was going to be broken in the next moment, and next to the statue was placed a circular altar, which was evenly distributed with seven colors, like a ladder, they stood mysteriously there, as if waiting for some mysterious power to light them up.

The old man was obviously an anxious man, he was walking back and forth in the ancestral hall, and from time to time he took a look at the sleeping Long Yang, of course, he was more concerned about the statue that was releasing yellow light and the altar next to it, looking at the two that seemed to be unrelated but closely related, the old man muttered in a low voice: "Cheap this kid, being washed by the holy light, even if you are bad, you can awaken the heart, the heart is complete, and the refining of the weapon will naturally get twice the result with half the effort." ”

"But how much I hope that it was your arrival before a stick of incense that the altar will be uninspired, how much we Chen Shuicheng hope that there will be a genius to support the façade. The old man stared at Long Yang for a long time and sighed, but when he saw that the altar was still unresponsive, he was angry, "Don't tell me that you are not a genius at all, but a waste wood"

However, at this moment, Long Yang, who was immersed in his own world with his eyes closed, didn't care about this, he only knew that when the yellow light covered his whole body, an unprecedented sense of comfort made him tremble, but what made him strange was that after the soft yellow light entered his body, it actually gathered to his heart, slowly seeping in, transforming his heart from the inside out, he didn't understand what was going on, of course, he didn't have time to think about it, at a certain moment, it was very abrupt, his mind was pulled into another world, and the scene in front of him shocked him beyond measure。

This is a gray world, without a trace of color, monotonous and difficult to adapt, but in the distance there was a roar like a god and a demon in the sky, and in front of Long Yang's eyes, a black armor, more than a hundred feet tall hideous monsters, some of them have wings on their backs, some have double horns on their foreheads, like a black torrent rushing forward.

Seeing such a scene, Long Yang's face turned pale, but before he could react, a loud horn suddenly sounded from behind, the sound was brilliant and magnificent, like the sound of the righteous path, and like the song of the fairy road, even Long Yang, who was originally like a frightened bird, was a lot calmer when he heard this voice.

As soon as the sound of the horn stopped, I saw countless gods with weapons in the sky, and they roared angrily to the sky with a wave of sound that suddenly suppressed the momentum of the demons who were rushing forward, and then rushed forward in an orderly and fearless attitude of going to death, and a shocking decisive battle kicked off in an instant.

However, before Long Yang, who was watching the battle, came back to his senses, the picture turned again, but he saw a huge figure with his bare upper body holding a sledgehammer, clanging and pounding the things in front of him, he kept knocking, as if he was going to be old in the wilderness, and he didn't know how long it was, just when the figure stopped the sledgehammer, he seemed to look up to the sky with some feeling, but only to see that the original gray sky was completely covered by dark clouds, and the thunder and lightning as thick as a child's arm kept swimming in it like a dragon.

At a certain moment, with a loud bang, a very exaggerated thick thunderbolt swooped down without warning, and that direction turned out to be what the figure had been tempering before.

The sky reflected by the thunder and lightning was shining, and soon it collided with the thing, but strangely there was no sound, but at this moment, a layer of immeasurable golden light suddenly bloomed between the two, and then a brilliant and atmospheric bell rang in this heaven and earth, "bell", it seemed to come from the past, but it seemed to go to the endless future

In the Chen family ancestral hall, the white-haired old man who was anxiously waiting, looked at the statue in front of him, his face began to be cloudy, because the cracks on this thing were even bigger, and just when he was about to wake up Long Yang, a golden light suddenly poured out of the statue without warning, and shone directly on the altar.

"Buzz" The altar turned unexpectedly rarely, and at the same time, in the depths of a nameless mountain that could not see five fingers and was black, a huge golden ancient bell suddenly spun around, and suddenly, it and the golden bell in the world where Longyang was located seemed to have been agreed, and it rang at the same time, "bell", this sound is still so brilliant and atmospheric, so unreachable

The sudden ringing of the bell immediately caused the world to shake, and the old man in the Chen family ancestral hall was already staring at each other, and his ass fell to the ground in shock, of course, he was not the only one who was shocked, even the pair of aunts and nephews who were standing outside the ancestral hall who were looking for trouble with Longyang were also shocked and inexplicable.

In the main Shen family mansion called Licheng, which was a hundred miles away from Chen Shuicheng, their Shen family ancestral hall suddenly shook, and the statue inside was actually the same as the one in the Chen family ancestral hall, which began to be full of pitch-black cracks.

"What's going on?" A majestic shout suddenly sounded, and the next moment, a figure wearing a bright yellow robe stood in front of the ancestral hall, and it happened that at this moment, a bell ringing like a heavenly sound sounded in the air away from the city, "Huh?" The middle-aged man frowned tightly, and looked in the direction of Chen Shuicheng as if he had a feeling, his heart was full of surprise and puzzlement.

"Father, this is the bell ringing, is there someone who has the heart to communicate with the holy bell?" a young man who followed closely asked, a little flustered, but his grim face could drip water, because his heart could not tolerate anyone whose talent surpassed him to appear.

"Ming'er, this matter is a little strange, don't jump to conclusions too early. The middle-aged man said a word to the young man, turned around and walked into the ancestral hall.

And the young man obviously didn't believe it, only to see him clench his fists, his face turned hideous, "I Shen Ming will not allow anyone to be better than me!" he roared in his heart.

But some people are happy to hear this bell, for example, in the depths of a misty mountain, there are only two or three thatched huts, and in front of the house stands an unusually beautiful girl, she has curved bangs, big eyes shining like the bright moon, a small nose, and a ruddy little mouth that makes people's blood surge, but at this time she violently picked up the sledgehammer in her hand, and clanked the small sword in front of her, but no matter how you look at it, it gives people a soft feeling.

Suddenly she heard a bell ringing, and the girl furrowed her eyebrows twice as if she were thinking quietly, and then she turned her big eyes into crescent shapes, as I liked.

Let's say that Long Yang, who was standing in front of the statue and was still immersed in that world, heard a bell that shocked him, but the next moment, the sky full of dark clouds actually rushed out of a thunderous condensed thunder dragon, "roar", the dragon roared angrily, and hit the golden bell next to the huge figure again, in the dark, as if it was a fixed number, another bell rang through the sky.

But the old man who was still staying in the ancestral hall with Long Yang had not yet recovered from the first bell ringing, and the second bell rang again, and the old man was completely stunned, and he couldn't help but wonder if there was something wrong with the holy bell.

However, just when the holy bell rang for the second time, with the Chen family ancestral hall as the center, a golden sun covered the entire hundred miles of land, and countless people in Chen Shui City looked up at the sky, bathed in the pure golden sunlight, and even many ordinary people with stubborn diseases felt that their whole bodies were loose, and their bodies were much lighter.

But this doesn't seem to be the end of the bell, because Long Yang, who was immersed in that world, saw the scene of the thunder dragon hitting the golden bell for the third time, and the holy bell in the nameless mountain in the real world rang for the third time.

"The holy bell rings three times!" Shen Jiazhai, Shen Ming, who was away from the city, heard the shocking three bells, and was even more uncalm, he clenched his fists, and a thick jealousy lingered in his heart, and he could no longer linger, however, the beautiful girl who was far away in the vast mountains was happy at this moment, "Haha, someone has finally surpassed me, and the Xingyue Sword will never come to me again, haha." ”

However, this is not the end, just when Long Yang saw that the fourth thunder dragon was about to swoop down and bombard the golden bell, suddenly a big black hand fell from the sky, only to see him grab the golden bell, erase the thunder dragon with his hand, and then grab it straight to Long Yang, who was watching all this