Xiao Chen took out the small bronze bell from the Qiankun ring, looked at the bell patterns on it that were very badly damaged, and said with a faint smile: "These should be repaired, as for the chaotic Dao patterns inside, they can be slowly sorted out in the future." ”

He put the bronze bell in his hand, and his divine sense slowly floated around the star iron, and the endless purple flames in his right eye began to spin rapidly.

Sou!

The purple fire brush popped out of his right eye, burning the star iron directly, the hardness of the star iron is extremely high, and ordinary fire can't melt it at all.

Xiao Chen's Purple Thunder True Fire formed the origin, and he also needed to condense the temperature to the extreme in order to reluctantly melt it.

Time passed slowly, and two hours passed unconsciously, and the star iron in the purple flame did not show the slightest sign of melting.

Xiao Chen's forehead was covered with sweat, ticking and falling, and the terrifying temperature in the flames reflected his cheeks red.

Bang!

Xiao Chen threw away another lusterless spirit stone, this was already the third lower-grade spirit stone he had thrown away.

The long-term burning of the Purple Thunder True Fire was extremely depleting of vitality, in fact, with Xiao Chen's current realm, he was really anxious to melt Xingchen Iron.

Those ancient cultivators on the earth only had the ability to melt the star iron after they reached the Yuan Infant Stage. After all, it is an extraterritorial thing, not an ordinary natural treasure, and it is not so easy to refine.

Xiao Chen gently wiped the sweat from his forehead, he was not too anxious in his heart, and in his flushed face, his eyes looked at the Xingchen Iron in the purple fire resolutely, still calcining.

Drip!

When the tenth lower-level spirit stone was used by Xiao Chen, the Xingchen Iron finally changed, and a drop of liquid as red as blood slowly fell down and fell into the jade bottle that Xiao Chen had already prepared.

At this moment, a vision occurred, and an ethereal-shaped evil spirit rushed out from Xingchen Iron, let out a terrifying wail, and rushed directly towards Xiao Chen.

This is a mysterious fierce spirit in the universe, almost every piece of star iron is stored, the fierce spirit has no **, it will only devour people's souls, and any martial arts have no effect on him.

The formation of the fierce spirit, no one knows what's going on, just like the various weird special effects of Xingchen Iron, which makes people unable to understand it with common sense.

Xiao Chen's heart was clear, and he didn't panic too much, he had already expected the appearance of the fierce spirit, when the fierce spirit opened its teeth and danced its claws, and was about to rush into Xiao Chen's mind.

In his eyes, two purple rays suddenly shot out, the purple rays passed through the fierce spirit, pierced it instantly, a black smoke emitted out, and the fierce spirit kept wailing, and finally turned into nothingness.

This purple light is the light that Xiao Chen will shoot out every time he improves his great realm, and he has never known what it is for.

But in the dark, Xiao Chen had an intuition that this purple mang could be destroyed, and the fierce spirit that specialized in devouring people's souls was destroyed, because the same picture seemed to have appeared in his life.

When he was about to melt the star iron, Xiao Chen made up his mind, and took this opportunity to raise his legs and step into the realm of the great martial artist, relying on the purple mang to kill the fierce spirit.

Although now is not the best time to advance, there is no other way to destroy this extraterritorial demon.

The moment the fierce spirit disappeared, the Xingchen Iron was also completely melted, Xiao Chen got up and moved, not in a hurry to check the situation after the advancement.

Directly taking the porcelain bottle on the ground into his hand, it can be turned into a mountain-sized star iron, and after being calcined, only a dozen drops of bright red liquid were left.

Tick!

Xiao Chen slowly poured the liquid on the body of the bronze bell, and the red drop fell on the body of the bronze bell, and it penetrated in an instant, which was a little weird.

When more than a dozen drops of red liquid poured in, the bronze bell body bloomed with blood-colored light, and with a brush, it immediately flew into the air.

Textures appeared on the surface of the bell, as if there was an invisible hand carving, and the broken gaps and holes in the bell were slowly filled.

A faint aura of Haoran came from the bronze bell, standing next to it made people feel that the Shentai was extremely calm, Xiao Chen's face showed a hint of joy, and he leaned against the bronze bell in the air and said: "Sure enough, it is a secret treasure used by the ancient saints, and it is not in vain that I wasted more than a dozen lower-level spirit stones." ”

While!

The last texture on the bronze bell was arranged, and a complete ancient bell appeared in Xiao Chen's eyes, and with a brush, the bronze bell became a person-high shape, and a leisurely bell rang.

The voice was very peaceful, Xiao Chen stood directly below the bronze bell, feeling that he had just entered the realm of a low-grade great martial artist, and it was a lot more stable under the rippling sound of this melodious bell.

Xiao Chen looked up, the inside of the bronze bell was pitch black, deep and boundless, and his heart couldn't help but move, there seemed to be a small world in it.

"The secret treasure that can automatically evolve into a small world, is it not a crippled king-level secret treasure?" Xiao Chen frowned slightly, looked at the deep space, and said with some doubts.

A black banner flew out of Xiao Chen's eyes, and with Xiao Chen's divine sense, the banner flew into the black space with a brush.

Rumble!

The world in front of Xiao Chen's eyes changed suddenly, and a void space appeared in front of his eyes, and the black flag under his feet kept falling downward.

I don't know how long it took to fall, but the black flag swiped and inserted it in the void, and a piece of land suddenly evolved out, and a small world began to spread out along the land above the banner.

The wind is loud, the dust is flying, the roar is like thunder, and the scene of the evolution of the small world is a battlefield in ancient times.

Above the void, there were countless humanoid creatures, some of which had three heads and six arms, holding various weapons in their hands, surrounded by black air, standing out of thin air.

Some of them have a few wings like birds behind them, floating in the air, their hands are constantly knotting handprints, and one after another the energy that destroys the world falls from the sky.

On the farther earth, there were seven figures with a height of hundreds of feet, with the sky above their heads and their feet on the ground, and endless black clouds gathered above their heads, stretching for thousands of miles, endlessly, layered and boundless.

In the midst of this, a human looked up to the sky and laughed, and the laughter was full of heroic spirit, which made people's blood still churn.

A huge bronze bell hung above his head, and the bell reverberated like a divine sound, sweeping in all directions, and circles of visible ripples appeared, swinging out a large area of the sky.

As if devastated, countless humanoid creatures towered in the air, instantly restored. When he stepped on the soles of his feet, the earth shook, the heavens shook, and the mountains and rivers shattered.

He stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and his five fingers became infinite, and they directly joined together, crushing those figures in the air like ants, to death easily.

Xiao Chen stood in place, his heart suddenly moved, and he said in surprise: "This is the dragon snatcher, is this person the ancestor of the Yan family? ”

Standing in the middle of this battlefield, Xiao Chen was like a passerby, and those demon soldiers with black qi passed by him, as if they didn't see him, and directly killed the ancestor of the Yan family.

But the ancestor of the Yan family was like an invincible existence, and the bronze bell above his head shot down wisps of Xuanhuang Qi, blocking all the attacks, and no one could get close to him.

Finally, in the far distance, among the seven giant shadows that towered, a cold voice came: "Is the Secret Treasure of the Terran Race's strongest defense, the Eastern Emperor Bell?"

The voice fell, and seven black giant shadows rushed over, shrunk into inches between steps, and came to the body of the Yan family ancestor in the blink of an eye, and the other people around immediately dispersed backwards.

There was a monstrous loud bang, and a broken big hole appeared in the space, and the bell of the Eastern Emperor kept ringing, and the ancestor of the Yan family did not fall into a disadvantage with a pair of seven.

But the time of the battle became longer and longer, and cracks appeared on the Donghuang Bell, and in the end, they couldn't resist it, and the Dao pattern was completely shattered.

It turned into a small bronze bell with a bang, fell from the sky, and landed at Xiao Chen's feet. The ancestor of the Yan family spat blood from his mouth, laughed for a long time, and his body exploded, and he chose the most decisive way to die.

At the moment of his explosion, the ancient battlefield also disappeared without a trace, and on the boundless and desolate land, only a small broken bronze bell remained, letting people know that everything that had just happened was real.

Xiao Chen picked up the broken bronze bell, wiped the dust off the bell, and imprinted a wisp of divine sense into the bronze bell, and found that there was no mark left by the ancestor of the Yan family inside.

This is much easier, Xiao Chen directly left his divine sense inside, turned it into a wisp of imprint, and slowly fused with this Eastern Emperor Bell, and then controlled the black flag, broke through this space and retreated.

The black banner rushed into Xiao Chen's eyes, Xiao Chen's divine consciousness returned to his body, and he looked at the Eastern Emperor Bell in the air again, Xiao Chen already had a strange connection with it.

With a move of his hand, the huge bronze bell turned into the size of a thumb, fell into Xiao Chen's palm, and muttered: "The Eastern Emperor Bell, the secret treasure with the strongest defense of the human race, I don't know how much power it can exert now." ”

Xiao Chen took the bronze bell back into the Qiankun Ring and walked out of this phantom array directly, if someone passed by, he would definitely find it extremely strange that his body seemed to appear out of the air.

"Huh!"

An ethereal sigh reached Xiao Chen's ears, Xiao Chen's expression froze, and all his divine sense was emanated. He had felt that after he went out of the City Lord's Mansion, it seemed that there had been a figure following him.

But the feeling is very vague, at this moment, he has been promoted to the realm of a low-grade great martial artist, and his perception has more than doubled compared to before, and this feeling is even stronger.

The divine sense carefully swept several times, but did not find any figure, Xiao Chen said suspiciously: "Could it be that I overreacted, if there was really someone, it should have been discovered by my divine consciousness a long time ago." ”

Shaking his head, Xiao Chen retracted his thoughts, left a heart in his heart, and continued to walk forward.

At this moment, Xiao Bai's figure ran over from afar, holding a few herbs in his mouth, and jumped in front of Xiao Chen as if offering a treasure.

Xiao Chen took it and looked at it, and couldn't help but smile, it was a few five-grade You Bing grasses, Xiao Chen didn't plan to pick them, but he didn't expect Xiaobai to help him get them.