Tao Yanzhi's gaze met Pei Nanxun, and Tao Yanzhi was stunned.

He has been splitting this bell in for a long time, and he has used all kinds of tricks, but he can't open it.

He knew that Pei Nanxun was here to save him, but he hadn't figured it out yet.

Tao Yanzhi put his hand on the bell, and the transparent bell rippled out a ripple of water.

I can't break it inside, and I don't know how to do it outside.

It was already dark, and so was the monk.

It was the last they had ever played.

In the dark night, Pei Nanxun's eyes flashed with a ghostly light, and the wound on his arm was still bleeding, Pei Nanxun took a deep breath.

The night is not good for either side.

One by one, torches appeared, illuminating their front.

Lin Luoshen came out with a torch and stood at the farthest point.

"Master, why did you come out?" Zheng Yuanxue walked over.

Lin Luoshen looked at her, and then turned his head to look at the battlefield.

"It's a pity that I can't go over, Dan Xiu's strength is too weak."

Lin Luoshen could only give them alchemy in the back every day to heal their wounds.

Even so, many people die every day.

"Master has done enough." Zheng Yuanxue also looked ahead.

It was a battlefield between monks and immortal killers and demons, and the blood flowing from there converged into a small river.

Zheng Yuanxue could even see a lot of corpses lying on the ground.

Her father also went to help, her father is a sword cultivator, it is impossible to sit idly by, Zheng Yuanxue is also very worried every day, for fear that her father will have some accidents.

"The boss is trapped in the bell and doesn't know what to do yet." Lin Luoshen said in a low voice.

Now they have not retreated for a long time, and part of the reason is also to prevent Tao Yanzhi from falling into their hands.

Han Zhao looked at the magic clock too strictly, and no one could get close to it at all.

Lu Wuya was a little irritable, this mocking wind and kiss were not easy to deal with, plus he also wanted to save Tao Yanzhi, the whole person seemed a little violent.

Yun Lan held him down, "Don't worry, everyone is trying to save Tao Yanzhi." ”

"What's that clock?" Lu Wuya asked.

Yun Lan looked down, only to see the demonic energy lingering next to the bell.

"I don't know, I've never seen anyone make such a magic weapon."

Hearing Yun Lan say that he didn't know, Lu Wuya sighed silently, this matter is too difficult.

They tossed around for so long, and it was still useless.

The Immortal Slayer and the Demon Clan began to slowly retreat, and the monk knew that they were retreating.

Han Zhao raised his hand and directly sent the bell to the garrison of the immortal killers and demons, and disappeared himself.

They receded like a tidal wave, and the monks could not stop them.

Lu Wuya came down from mid-air and looked at the place where the immortal killers and demons were stationed, where Tao Yanzhi had been taken.

After Han Zhao brought him back, the person next to him asked, "Do you want to kill him and hang him outside for the monk to see?" ”

Han Zhao waved his hand, "No, let Tao Yanzhi himself watch how the Immortal Cultivation Realm declines." ”

He didn't want to let Tao Yan's death be as painful, he just wanted to torture slowly.

Tao Yanzhi gasped, and a layer of sweat appeared on his back, fortunately, Han Zhao was arrogant, so it was good to survive.

Hearing Han Zhao say this, the people below didn't dare to make a mistake, after all, they were scolded by Han Zhao last time because they acted without authorization.

Tao Yanzhi looked around, there was nothing landmarked, it looked like a temporary station, and he didn't know how the soul sacrifice array was set up here at that time.