"He, he actually broke the Lost Soul Clock!" He had a horrified look on his face.

"Wonderful!" In the distance, Pu Nan couldn't help but clap his hands in admiration.

Stop it

Broken?

At this time, Wang Zhe had a terrible headache, his eyes were bloodshot, and his consciousness was still a little confused, but the annoying bell stopped.

"Let's go!"

The old man who came back to his senses endured the great pain in his body and rose into the air.

With a wave of his hand, he sprinkled a patch of frost and sealed it behind him.

Where to go!

The monk just wanted to open his mouth, but he saw a sword light breaking through the air, and the next moment blood was sprinkled in the air, and the person who flew up fell from the air.

Ancient books emerge,

Feng Zhenglong, who was a military general in the army, guarded the land and defended the frontier; used to be a ranger in the rivers and lakes, punishing evil and promoting good, but unfortunately failed to start and finish well, saved seventy-nine people, killed three hundred and seventy-four indiscriminately, slaughtered a village, and should be punished!

Award, Lost Soul Bell.

The Lost Soul Bell, as soon as the bell rings, the lost soul is depressed.

Wang Zhe has a small bronze bell in his hand, at first glance, this is simply a miniature version of the big bell in the temple, but if you look closely, it is covered with talismans.

He obtained not only this magic weapon, but also the method of using this magic weapon.

Well, there's another one over there!

Wang Zhe turned around suddenly, only to find that the monk Pu Nan, who was still watching the battle just now, had disappeared.

"Amitabha, it's dangerous, it's dangerous!" The monk who was already miles away was smiling.

Ran away?

Ah, Wang Zhe covered his head.

"It hurts, it hurts!"

He picked up the spear that Feng Zhenglong had dropped on the ground, and found a small bag from him, not much bigger than the palm of his hand, with a special talisman embroidered on it.

When I opened it, there was a lot of stuff inside, and there were a lot of things in the small bag.

"Isn't this a wishful bag?"

Ruyi bag, that is a magic weapon, take the size of Ruyi, look small, but it is something that can put a few sacks.

"It's practical."

Then Wang Zhe left the mountain forest, and when he returned to the mountain where he was retreating, he still felt a terrible headache.

Throwing the spear aside, he meditated, contemplated the great day, and used the method of refining the gods to expel the discomfort in the body.

The great sun in the sea of consciousness emitted a gentle light, and soon this light shone through the limbs, meridians, and viscera of the body, and slowly, the headache was slightly reduced.

He meditated in the mountains, and before he knew it, the night had passed, and the sky had brightened outside.

Dozens of miles outside Guobei City, several hundred horsemen were a little anxious.

The night passed, and the golden-winged eagle in the sky did not appear for a long time.

"Where?" The head of the Hyaki Shiro will also be in a hurry.

Fortunately, not long after, the second golden-winged eagle appeared, and after about an hour, they followed the guidance of the golden-winged eagle to the mountain forest where the battle had taken place last night.

When they saw Feng Zhenglong's body, they were all dumbfounded.

The Lang General of the Hundred Horsemen was even more pale and terrifying.

"This, dead, dead?!"

He never expected this to be the result.

The master of "Tianfeng Pavilion", who still had a heavy treasure on his body, was killed like this.

Things have come to this point, and there is no room for redemption.

Whether it was the sword cultivator who killed Taishou and Juncheng, or the demon monk Punan, he didn't have enough ability to arrest them, and he didn't even know where they were.

The things explained above have not been completed, and there has been a big disaster, and what awaits him will be the family law of the Hundred Cavalry Division,

It's over, it's all over!

At this moment, his heart was like ashes.

"Take Elder Feng's corpse and withdraw!" He waved his hand weakly.

"Yes, sir!"

When they returned with Feng Zhenglong's corpse, the people who were waiting in the Dali Temple and Qin Tianjian in the Huiji Mansion were dumbfounded.

The people of the "Tianfeng Pavilion" were also killed!

Things have come to this point, and there is no doubt that they will be punished when they go back.

And it is not a way to continue to wait here, there will be no progress in the slightest, and for today's plan, it can only be reported to the capital.

"Hey, I really didn't expect this to be the result!" The official of Dali Temple sighed.

"I see, the master of the second grade came and returned with a fiasco, and the master of the "Tianfeng Pavilion" came in person, and he also brought a heavy treasure, but the result was that he died, and then who was sent, is it immortal?

This will be a forbidden place soon! ”

On the mountain a hundred miles away from Huijifu,

Wang Zhe sat quietly in the cave for three days, not only did the pain on his body completely dissipate, but he also felt that his divine consciousness had become more condensed and powerful.

He stroked the ancient sword,

"Can one sword break ten thousand laws?"

He seemed to sense a trace of the true meaning and took a step towards that realm.

"There's a spear here, what can you do with it, a burning stick, a clothes pole?" He looked at the spear that lay aside.

"And this, Lost Soul Bell!"

Wang Zhe looked at the magic weapon in his hand, this magic weapon didn't look very eye-catching, but the power was really not small, and he was almost planted in its hand.

"That monk of common difficulty helped himself at a critical moment, but how could he be there, could Feng Zhenglong be the one he led over and kill people with a knife?"

Wang Zhe thought about what happened last night.

The monk is weird!

"Rifle, come, I've got you a new toy." Wang Zhe turned his head and beckoned to the earth dog with a smile.

Rifle came to him with his tail wagging his tail.

"You see, this is called the Lost Soul Bell, as long as it is so gently shaken." Wang Zhe gently shook the "Lost Soul Bell" in his hand.

Boom, a bell rang in the middle of the cave, and it reverberated endlessly.

The earth dog screamed, and was directly shocked and flew out, lying on the ground, covering his head, and rolling.

After a full day, Laifu came to his senses, and then he didn't dare to stay in the cave, and when he saw Wang Zhe, he hid far away.

"Laifu, what are you hiding from me? I'm here to teach you how to deal with a magic weapon or exercise that you have never seen before.

It's like this mourning bell, this magic weapon hurts people's souls with sound, what if you encounter it? ”

Wang Zhe waved at Laifu as he spoke, and Laifu approached cautiously.

"What I think of is a sword that breaks ten thousand laws, what about you?"

The earth dog looked dazed.

"Run, run if you can't beat it!

Hey, Laifu, if that roar is as powerful as this Lost Soul Bell, no, even if it can reach one-twelfth of it, it is excellent, this is like the roar of a lion in Buddhism.

I'll shake it again, and you can appreciate the beauty of this mourning bell for a while! ”

As soon as Wang Zhe took out the "Mourning Bell", the earth dog ran away in a smoke, still barking in the forest.

"This stupid dog, cultivation requires constant exploration and innovation.

This little clock, how nice it sounds, crisp and pleasant, uplifting! ”

Wang Zhe gently shook the "Lost Soul Bell", and boom, the sound echoed in the cave.