The golden bell of time and space roared, and the voice was heavy and sad, and it sounded more like crying.

"Hmph, just a golden immortal, I really think..."In the face of such a bell, Venerable Guanyin and the others showed disdain, and still didn't look down on Wang Yu, the little golden immortal.

Even if Wang Yu has repeatedly shown his extraordinary, he is still not taken seriously by them.

The absolute self-confidence in the realm makes them have a kind of extreme pride, and they think from the bottom of their hearts that a mere golden immortal, even if it is a magical power, a means, and a magic weapon, no matter how powerful.

Being able to shake the Dao Fruit Daluo Golden Immortal is already the limit, and if you want to do more, it will be a complete dream.

Do you really think everyone is that peacock?

Everyone sneered, with high pride, looked at Wang Yu coldly, and then maintained this posture, froze in place, and a loud sound began to sound on their bodies, like flowing water.

One by one, the spars, with the breath of space and time, fell from everyone.

"Goo Dong~" Kunpeng Daoren's throat rolled, looking at this scene stupidly, he couldn't believe his eyes.

The people of the Styx looked at Venerable Guanyin and the others, who were frozen and unconscious, and didn't know what to say for a while.

He could see it.

Venerable Guanyin and others are very strong, they are all monks who have attained the Dao Fruit, and each of them is not much worse than him, especially the Venerable Guanyin who is the leader, is even stronger than him, reaching the peak of the Dao Fruit Daluo Golden Immortal.

However, it is such an existence, but it is still frozen in the bell.

A powerful monk with vast powers enough to play with time and space, but he couldn't withstand the sound of a bell.

The people of the Styx River can see it clearly: "Venerable Guanyin, they have not fallen!" ”

Yes!

Venerable Guanyin and the others were just frozen in time and space, and time and space were completely suppressed in the bells, just like the time lord in the Golden Bell Valley of time and space before.

Time and space are suppressed, and time and space are scattered as spars.

They can be said to have fallen, or they can be said to have not fallen!

Because their consciousness still exists, but it is divided by every time and space that has been refined to the limit.

It's like the children who take their father's property after his father's death.

From the perspective of inheritance, they are not dead, because everything they have been inherited and turned into the crystals of countless time and space.

Each spar can be said to be their child, inheriting one of their consciousness and abilities.

It's just that they are dead, because everything they have has been separated and cannot be reunited.

Every penny, bit by bit, has a new owner and a new consciousness.

Therefore, unless there is a peerless supernatural power, far beyond the concept of blood rebirth or even immortality, to the point where a voice, a little memory, and a name can be turned into a ladder and reborn from the fall!

Of course, this is not difficult for them who have attained the Tao Fruit!

If only there was no bell!

They will soon be born again, resurrected!

It's a pity that this bell is too strong!

Not only did it freeze the time and space on them, but it also fixed their fallen state at this time, and solidified it into their own infinite time and space.

Just like the Mandate of Heaven, they are destined to be suppressed and fallen in the future, just like now.

Any living being, supernatural power, magic weapon that wants to regenerate them and resurrect them needs to fight against this bell!

For the great power of the desolation, to their realm, immortality and immortality are the most basic abilities, and there is no real absolute death and fall!

However, if it is really suppressed by the strongest supernatural power and magic weapon, and it cannot be broken through, it is no different from real death and fall!

"Not only did he engulf the Golden Bell Valley of Time and Space, but he also obtained the exclusive supernatural power in it!" Thinking to the people of the Styx, they couldn't help but take a deep breath.

What kind of immortal operation is this, not to mention that it engulfs a forbidden land, and even the core divine power of the forbidden land can be devoured?

Are you sure, isn't this person in front of you really not a Dao Fruit Quasi-Saint?

I don't know how many times, such a question has once again appeared in the hearts of the people of the Styx River people!

Still in shock, the Styx Dao people suddenly heard a low mournful voice in their ears, turned their heads to look, and couldn't help but widen their eyes!

"Ziyang Daoyou... You..."

In his eyes, Ziyang Dao people didn't know when, their eyes were already full of tears, and they looked in a certain direction in front of them with endless sadness.

His body trembled slightly, and with the realm of Dao Fruit Cultivator, he couldn't suppress his emotions a little.

The Styx Dao people were stunned, followed their gaze, and then fell silent, muttering in a low voice: "Witch Slayer Sword!" ”

"How high is the sky, how big is the loess, how can there be no place for my human race?"

Wang Yu lowered his head, and suddenly there was a vigorous and heroic roar from the pitch-black witch-slaying sword in his hand, which resounded through the heavens and the earth.

"The mountains are towering, standing up to the sky and the earth, can you put down a few clansmen with the corner of my human race?"

After the heroic voice, a pitch-black light appeared, and a group of people, dressed in blood and with panicked faces, led by a strong young man wrapped in animal skins, came to a towering mountain, knelt on the ground, and asked in a loud voice.

Towering mountains, clouds steaming and glowing, strange peaks over a thousand, endless horizontal.

There is an innate aura fluttering in the mountain, rotating around the mountain, and transforming into countless acquired aura.

A figure, majestic and majestic, stepping on auspicious clouds, is the lord of this mountain, standing in the deepest part of the mountain, listening to such a pleading, looking at the people kneeling outside, and raising his sleeves.

The gray mist appeared out of thin air, endless, and dispersed in an instant, and with the mist dissipated, there were also towering and endless mountains.

"This river is heroic, the water potential is endless, it can be the first of heaven and earth!"

"The clouds stop immediately, the wind falls, the beast does not go, the god bows his head, the immortal descends the clouds, what a vast river."

The young man wrapped in animal skins, with the endless Cang Panic people, walked for a long time, saw an endless river, and immediately knelt down, raised his hands high, and praised him in his mouth.

"This river descends to immortals, bows down to the gods, stays behind the beasts, falls into the wind, stops the clouds, is it merciful, and creates the common people, is it okay..."

Before the young man could finish his words, he saw the water surging up, stirring up a huge wave of millions of feet, surging and surging towards him.

The waves were scattered, and the young man and the clansmen behind him were no longer in their original positions.

The young man's hair was scattered, there were droplets of water dripping, if he fell into the soup chicken, he looked back, a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes, and the number of clansmen behind him was smaller.

"Ancestor, do I have to continue?" An old man with gray hair walked up and asked in a low voice.

His face was wrinkled, he was on crutches in his hands, he walked tremblingly, his eyes were dull, his eyes were cloudy, he lacked vitality and aura, and he seemed to blow the lamp and pull out the wax at any moment, and fall on the spot.

"The demon clan is pressing, and we have no way back."

The young man, who is also one of the three ancestors of the human race, looked back at the back, stretched out his hand to wipe the water droplets on his face, raised his hand and shouted: "Go on, as long as there is one person alive who I wait, I must not give up." ”

"Persistence is hopeful, we must persevere!"

"Tianxingjian, a gentleman strives for self-improvement!"

With the roar of the Yi clan, everyone behind him followed the roar, and only a few people heard it at the beginning and echoed it.

Soon, more and more people heard this, and more and more people echoed it, and the sound was like thunder, echoing in the heavens and the earth, with the power to unite people's hearts and dispel despair.

In a panic, the weak heart is gathered, and everyone is united!

"Tianxingjian, a gentleman strives for self-improvement!"

"Tianxingjian, a gentleman strives for self-improvement!"

"Tianxingjian, a gentleman strives for self-improvement!"

“……”

Wang Yu's heart shook, and he murmured: "Tianxingjian, a gentleman strives for self-improvement!" ”

This is a corner of what happened in the real ancient times, and it is the experience of the human race when the demon clan used the soul of the human race to refine the witch slaying sword under the general trend.

At that time, the demon clan was strong, the human race was weak, and was driven out of the original place of residence by the demon clan.

The demon clan is menacing, with endless killing intent, making the human race think that the demon clan is going to kill the human race and exterminate the dead race, so they rise up to resist!

The human race is powerless to resist the demon race, so they can only find a backer, great power, just to leave a trace of fire and retain the concept of the human race!

This is exactly the purpose of the demon clan!

The soul of the human race can be refined into a witch slaying sword, but if it is a human soul in a normal state, the effect is not strong, and the soul that needs this experience to seek hope in despair and always persist is the best material for refining the witch slaying sword!

Therefore, at the end of the ancient era, although the demon race had an absolute advantage over the human race, it did not exert all its strength and directly slaughter the entire human race, but sent an army of the demon race to drive the human race from all directions, so that the human race experienced despair, but did not rush to kill it, so that they could see hope!

In this way, it has lasted for three thousand years, and the human race has experienced the simplest and most desperate three thousand years in this process, and the soul has been baptized in despair and hope, and after satisfying the demon race's demand for soul materials, it was secretly harvested by the demon master.

The word crop, in fact, is the first thing to mention is the demon race, and its object is the human race!

The purpose is to refine the witch slaying sword!

"The Terrans thank their predecessors!" On the witch-slaying sword, the light changed again, and another picture appeared.

This time it was another third ancestor, there was the Chao clan.

Behind him, there were also endless human races, kneeling on the plain, and a Taoist with a mask stood opposite.

The man was dressed in white, standing with his hands in his hands, his eyes were calm and majestic, and his momentum was extraordinary, but he was standing there, but he was like the master of the nine heavens, making people dare not look directly.

"No need to be polite." The white-clothed Taoist waved his hand, and the entire human race involuntarily got up, and then divided into a third and fell behind the white-clothed Taoist.

"That's a lot." A heavy roar like thunder came, and a huge demon beast walked out behind the human race, with nine heads, fangs and sharp teeth, standing in the void, staring at the white-clothed Taoist, the urn sound urn was angry, and the evil shape was evil.

"Only 30% can be kept." The nine-headed demon beast's gaze swept over the human race behind the white-clothed Dao man, and said again.

"Is it much? Not much. The white-clothed Taoist shook his head and said.

Hearing this, the eyes of the nine-headed demon beast turned ferocious, and a big mouth opened, spewing out cyan poisonous gas, overwhelming the world, and as soon as Fang appeared, it changed the local laws and turned into a highly poisonous jurisdiction.

The poisonous gas did not fall on the white-clothed Taoist, but at the moment of appearance, a black cloud appeared above the white-clothed Taoist's head, and an ominous aura appeared on his body.

"Ghost car, one of the ten demon gods of the demon clan!" Seeing this, Wang Yu's eyes were slightly condensed and he recognized his identity.

The demon clan has one emperor, one division and three emperors, and when it comes to strength and status, there is little difference, and it is the strongest master of the demon clan.

They are Emperor Jun of Heaven, Kunpeng of Demon Master, Taiyi of the Eastern Emperor, Nuwa of Emperor Wa, and Fuxi of Xihuang.

And below them, there are the ten demon gods of the demon clan, which are Feilian, Ghost Che, Kaitie, Qinyuan, Jimeng, Shangyang, Jiuying, Feidan, Yingzhao, and Bai Ze.

From back to front, the top ten demon gods are headed by Bai Ze, Fei Lian is the weakest, and Ghost Car is second.

Although it is the penultimate demon god, as one of the top ten demon gods of the demon clan, even if it is the penultimate one, it is not an ordinary existence.

In the flood wilderness, it can also be regarded as the top existence second only to Sanqing, Nuwa, Taiyi, Dijun, Twelve Ancestors and Witches!

According to the comparison of the famous characters of the Wu clan, it is also comparable to the existence of the most powerful witches, similar to Hou Yi, Xingtian, and Kuafu.

"There are nine ghost cars, all of which can spit poisonous gas, but it seems to be poisonous gas, but in fact it is fierce and ominous." Staring at the ghost car, Wang Yu recalled the information of the ghost car.

"The ghost car is actually an ominous bird, a fierce demon, and when you see it, you will be in trouble."

"He is cunning by nature, but his strength is still covered by poisonous gas, so that when the opponent is guarding against his poisonous gas, he will be unknowingly vicious and ominous."

"Ferocity shakes the mind, ominous pregnancy and calamity, and the longer you fight with it, the deeper it is affected, and finally it is affected by ferocity, and acts irrationally, leading to the outbreak of pregnancy and calamity, and finally falls."

"In the battle against it, there must be no stalemate, and it is necessary to use thunderous means not to give time for the impact of its ferocious invasion, let alone let its catastrophe occur, otherwise, everything will be over."

The ghost car is weird, if there is no corresponding supernatural power, the magic weapon, it is Wang Yu, and he can only do this, dare not entangle with it, otherwise there will be a danger of falling.

When it comes to strength, the ghost car is not the strongest among the ten demon gods, but when it comes to weirdness, it can rank in the top three.

If you don't understand it, it is the existence of strength above it, and you will inevitably be affected by it in the end and lose to it.

Fierce and ominous, not in the orthodox laws and rules, but its power is really not weak, and it is impossible to prevent it!

"This white-clothed Taoist...", Wang Yu looked at the white-clothed Taoist in front of the ghost car, and he didn't know why, but he didn't think that he would be defeated.

You must know that with the weird supernatural powers of the ghost car, even if he hadn't cultivated the Infinite Space Dao Clothes, he would have to carry it if he wasn't careful.

And in the picture of the witch-slaying sword revealed, the white-clothed Taoist facing the ghost car, standing with his hands in his hands, looking up at the ghost car, gave him a feeling of looking down.

For its strange supernatural powers, the covert attack, it seems to be perceived, but it doesn't care at all.

It seems to be a kind of self-confidence, self-confidence!

"Is he?" Wang Yu frowned, looked carefully, and a name popped up in his heart, "Haotian!" ”

At the same time as the name popped up in his mind, the next moment, the picture changed, the ghost car attacked, the white-clothed Taoist shook his hands, and a scorching white pagoda flew out.

The pagoda has nine layers, the eaves hang the corners, clean and pure, there is no relief on the tower body, the painting case, just like a blank paper.

The pagoda is light, different from ordinary pagodas, there is no trace of heaviness, as if it is completely composed of air, light and ethereal, flying in the air, standing quietly.

When the poisonous gas arrived, it fell directly under the pagoda, and the water came naturally, without any reluctance, and it was piled up under the tower, and soon condensed into a blue-black poisonous pool.

The poison pool was calm, and soon there were waves, and the fierce and ominous in the secret were captured, and fell into the poison pool, turning into the light and color in the pool, making this side of the poison pool become strange and ominous, shaking and scattering ripples.

The poison pool was not calm, and there were huge waves, but it was never able to break through the restrictions of the pagoda, and after a period of turbulence, it finally calmed down.

"Haotian Tower! It's you! The ghost car retracted its original form, turned around, and turned into a gloomy middle-aged man, with a short beard, wearing a blue-black demon robe, looking at the eyes of the white-clothed Taoist, and a trace of jealousy flashed.

"Stand down." The white-clothed Taoist said indifferently, although his eyes were looking at the ghost car, but the light in his eyes was deep, and the figure of the ghost car in his pupils was mixed with the endless demon clan, which was no different from other demon clans.

"Withdraw~" The ghost car took a deep look at the white-clothed Taoist, and shouted loudly, not even daring to say a cruel word.

"Sure enough, it's him!" The picture on the witch slayer sword shook and turned into chaos, and Wang Yu whispered to himself.

Soon, the shaking picture returned to clarity, a fairy in yellow, with a beautiful appearance and a heroic posture, standing in front of the human race, looking at the endless demon clan opposite, her face was indifferent.

Reaching out and plucking a hairpin from his head, he gently swiped it in front of him, the starlight was endless, and the endless stars were born, and the stars rotated, forming a galaxy, blocking the endless demon clan, so that they could not take a step forward.

In front of a mountain, in front of a Taoist temple of vicissitudes, a white-haired Taoist man, with a wave of his hand, a yellow light flashed, and a large array was laid out, protecting countless human races, and letting the demon clans that followed behind retreat.

A river, a mountain, a Taoist temple...

Wang Yu watched quietly, and the records that he had only seen in the classics before were all displayed on the witch slayer sword at this time.

The hardships of the human race in ancient times, the calamities, dangers, and predicaments encountered are all extremely clear.

In the calamity, the power of Yizun to help the human race, without exception, was revealed in the picture, occupying more pictures than the other pictures combined.

"Haotian, Yaochi, Zhen Yuanzi, Houyi, Xingtian, Doumu, Ziwei, Gou Chen......"

Wang Yu read their names one by one, remembering that these monks who had great kindness to the human race, in ancient times, protected the fire of the human race, as a human race, they were the benefactors of the human race, and they were also his benefactors.

The Witch Slayer Sword shone light, showing countless pictures, and finally the light weakened, and after showing the last great god who helped the human race, after condensing the last picture, the Witch Slayer Sword quieted down, gathered all the light, and lay quietly in Wang Yu's hand.

"Razor."