Chapter 45: The Brass Bell Jingles

Huh? Bu Li's heart chuckled, familiar? Want to see where I came from? What is the source? Does it have anything to do with the large blank space in my memory?

Bu Li imagined all the possibilities of this beautiful girl, but he never expected the girl to ask herself this.

Just stunned for a moment, the girl said: "Being able to sneak attack Chu Zhongze, and can evade the detection of my divine sense, how can a little guy who has just become a tattoo hunter have such a powerful ability?" To be honest, I am becoming more and more interested in you." If you have anything to say directly, if I am satisfied, I will take you back to the mountain gate. ”

Step to the sky, Bu Li was a little in a trance, seeing that the girl was just talking casually, but it didn't seem like she was telling a lie, as if directly bringing Bu Li to the Hate Mountain Sect was just a small thing.

Bu Li didn't expect that the mountain gate that this girl was talking about was not the Nine Rank Small Sect Hating Mountain Sect, but the Heavenly Dao Sect, one of the five most powerful sects in the Soul Lan Continent.

The girl said to herself, and when she saw that Buli didn't speak, she was a little unhappy. Time was extremely short, and when Buli was still wondering if the memory he had lost had something to do with the strong girl in front of him, the girl was already angry. Since childhood, he has been regarded as the pearl of the palm by the old man of Tiandao Sect, no matter what he does, he has always responded to everything, where has he ever met such a wooden person, he raised his eyebrows and said: "It doesn't matter if you don't say it, I can go and see it myself." ”

As soon as the words fell, Bu Li felt a powerful soul power erupt from the girl's body, and the surrounding space seemed to be distorted and shattered. It's like the surrounding space has turned into mirrors under the action of soul power, and it has been shattered by brute force. In each fragment there is a real step, each step is either terrified, or picked up a crossbow ready to resist, or fell to the ground with his head in his hands and screamed, in different forms. Although it was only for a moment, Buli already felt as if countless years had passed.

The space behind the girl was rippling, and a phantom appeared, extremely lazy, with a huge body like a small mountain, and several white tails moving behind her.

What kind of ancient beast is this? As soon as the thought appeared in Bu Li's mind, Bu Li felt the two eyes of the white ancient beast that appeared behind the girl "looking" at him. Penetrate flesh and face your own heart. The white mist that had turned into a white mist after years of accumulation began to emerge out of thin air, but it did not disperse, gathering around Buli and the girl, enveloping a small area of mountains and forests, as if the wind and rain could not enter.

In Wufang City, in the school field, the people who had just seen a "bad" racial human performance had not dispersed, and then they saw a short but wonderful and fierce chase. Not all people can appreciate the means of stepping away from Chu Zhongze in just a few moments, but it does not affect people's admiration for the black bear. This is a Taiwan obscenity, it's just a ruffian, where is a black bear!

Some people cursed, some people admired as if they were joking, and there were bursts of laughter from time to time in the comments on the black bear, and as for the life and death of Buli and Chu Zhongze, no one cared at all. Some people even suggested that either the winner of this year's "Survivors Test" would simply give the bear an idea.

In the midst of the noise, the people in Wufang City were once again happy, and no one noticed the mist rising in the remote mountain forest.

In the inner room of the Heavenly Dao Sect, an angry roar came out, and the middle-aged scribe walked out quickly with a solemn face. A small servant who was waiting at the door of the inner room and waiting for orders was directly knocked out by the middle-aged scribe and fell to the wall, his bones were broken and his tendons were broken, and he was not human. The middle-aged scribe didn't even look at it, and a dark golden light faintly appeared behind him, like a dark golden lightning, and ran directly towards the inner hall.

A crisp copper bell rang, and the people on the Heavenly Dao Sect Master Peak were stunned, this was ...... Could this be...... Could this be the highest warning bell? The bell is crisp and pleasant, piercing through the fog and mountains, and resounding through the nine peaks of the Heavenly Dao Sect.

The peak masters of the eight peaks other than the main peak are known as the eight protectors of the Heavenly Dao Sect, and they are all top cultivators in the Soul Lan Continent, and they are all seventh-order powerhouses.

The third peak is the main Yun Yuhai, and the double cultivation beauty in his arms is like silk, and the coquettish voice is repeated, and he is turned into a red wave. Although he is already one hundred and ten years old, Yun Yuhai has cultivated profoundly, and his appearance is still a middle-aged man, and there is the soul of a King in the inscription.

The clear copper bell rang, and Yun Yuhai's sturdy body froze suddenly, and he looked out the window in some disbelief. The second bell came immediately, Yun Yuhai didn't hesitate, got up directly, pulled the Xuanyi next to the bed and walked out.

"Master......" The jade man gasped again and again, her voice was soft to the bone, and she gently pulled her clothes with her bare hands. Yun Yuhai didn't look at it, and as soon as he pulled his clothes, a red light lit up, and then dimmed. Yun Yuhai strode out of the room, the beauty between the beds had already disappeared, and the dirty blood flowing out of the seven orifices wafted in the room with the smell of the ** just now.

No matter what the eight Dharma Protectors were doing, they were all the same, rushing to the main peak at the first time. What the copper bell meant, those young disciples didn't know the Dao, how could these eight people not know. More than 100 years ago, the Heavenly Dao Sect was besieged by the two major sects, and the main peak rang a copper bell, and no one has heard the copper bell since then.

What happened? Could it be true that the rumored seal of the land bridge was unstable?

With each mind in their hearts, the eight Dharma protectors of the Heavenly Dao Sect rushed straight to the inner room under the guidance of the middle-aged scribe. No one spoke, no one asked anything, and they all remained silent.

Entering the inner room, a mirage appeared in front of everyone, the mirage had been adjusted to the most subtle level, full of white mist, as for what was in the mist, it was impossible to see clearly.

The eight of them stood on either side, staring intently at the mirage, waiting for the old man to speak.

"This is the Great Test of the Relic Clan, the Great Test of the Relict Clan of the Xishan Hate Mountain Sect. Hee-tung in the mist. "Originally, when I heard that it was a big test for the remnants of Xishan, the hearts of several Dharma protectors were relieved. Even if those barbarians are in turmoil, what storms can there be? But the old man's next sentence seems to have turned the sky upside down.

Zhang Xitong in the fog? Zhang Xitong in the fog!

The magic circle of the "Great Test of the Relic" has the function of teleporting mirages, and it cannot be covered by fog. And the mist in the mirage had completely blocked the soul power of the entire magic circle, and the mist kept rolling, as if a huge ancient desolate beast was about to break through the ground below.

At this time, no matter what you do, it is too late. Even if Zhang Xitong is in distress, Wufang City is hundreds of thousands of miles away from the Divine Relic Mountain Range, and no means can be reached.

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