However, after muttering, the horror in the eyes of the Spirit Tribulation Master disappeared in an instant, and was replaced by a monstrous battle intent.

In this fighting spirit, there is also a domineering that is arrogant to the common people, this domineering is not contrived, but buried deep in his bones, as if no one or anything in this world can defeat him, unless he is dead.

"The deity doesn't believe it, even your mere spirit can't surrender, if you don't obey, you will die!" A wave of infinite pride spread from the Venerable Master's body and swept away as a storm.

At this moment, although there was blood on the corner of his mouth, there was no fear in his eyes, and some were just fighting, fighting, fighting.

It's as if this man was born to fight.

This is a battle maniac.

"Boom!" The bell of the Eastern Emperor Bell once again spread rapidly in all directions in a crazy state, and after the intense bells converged into one, it quickly turned into a monstrous roar, resounding throughout the sky above the Liuyun Sect.

"Snort!" The Venerable Master of the Spirit Tribulation shot out of the blue tendons on his forehead, and his eyes burst out with a monstrous battle intent, gritting his teeth, letting the blood continue to overflow from the corners of his mouth, his divine thoughts were like surging rivers, forming an earth-shattering impact, and frantically blasted towards the Donghuang Bell under him.

Finally, in the midst of the desperate attack, his divine thoughts entered a wisp.

Two wisps, three wisps, and even dozens of wisps, so that the incarnation of the divine thought has become ten inches high, and the whole body is condensed, like a miniature version of the Venerable Master of the Spirit Tribulation, with monstrous war intent and bloodthirsty cruelty in his eyes, suspended in the internal space of the Eastern Emperor Bell.

This space full of savage atmosphere, Shijie, is not the place where the people of the former Liuyun Sect live in the interior covered by the Eastern Emperor Bell, but the place where the spirit of the artifact dwells.

The artifact has a spirit, and this internal space, shijie, may be located in a certain wall of the Donghuang Bell, or it may be located at the tip of the Donghuang Bell, or even in a small golden dot on the surface of the Donghuang Clock, here, only the divine mind can enter.

The ten-inch-long incarnation of the Spirit Tribulation Master had just stabilized his body, and immediately, from the huge crack before, a bell that shook the past and the present came out again.

The bell rang like thunder, and the rumbling sound turned into a storm that swept towards the Spirit Tribulation Master's Divine Mind Incarnation, intending to completely destroy it and drive away the outsider.

"Hmph!" Seeing this, the Venerable Master immediately opened his mouth and let out a cold snort.

Although the cold snort was not loud, it was like a monstrous angry wave, and it suddenly greeted the thunderous bell in front of him.

"Boom!" The two waves of sound suddenly collided into one place, and suddenly, the entire internal space of the Eastern Emperor Bell shijie, the void trembled, the color of the heaven and the earth changed, and countless fold-like cracks continued to spread out like ripples, and finally, turned into wisps of smoke and dissipated.

When the golden smoke and black smoke were all gone, the first wave of attacks was dissolved by the Spirit Tribulation Master.

This time he entered the Eastern Emperor Bell, he had already made all preparations, it was not the first time he was so hasty, and he was able to crack it in a good time.

"The spirit of the Eastern Emperor Bell is a kind of to the deity to get out, fight to the death with the deity, hide the head and show the tail, what kind of hero is it?" The roar of the Venerable Master of the Spirit Tribulation turned into a rolling sonic boom, resounding throughout the internal space of the Eastern Emperor Bell.

......As soon as the roar of the Master of the Spirit Tribulation fell, there was a sound of extreme vicissitudes, which suddenly came from the crack, but because the sound was too loud, after it was issued, it had already merged into an earth-shattering sonic boom, so that the Master of the Spirit Tribulation could only hear the first word clearly, and the rest was all busy.

"Bang bang!" The sound was endless, and as this powerful sonic boom rushed towards him, the face of the Master of the Spirit Tribulation also became extremely solemn, and his hands pinched the trick, instantly forming an unbreakable black defensive shield around his body, protecting himself tightly.

The sonic boom slammed into the shield around him, instantly smashing the hood into a bump, but after the sonic boom, the Master of the Tribulation was still unharmed, but his face became even paler.

"Whew!" After the sonic boom, a huge golden ancient bell suddenly flew out like a strong wind blew through the crack, levitating in front of the Venerable Master of the Spirit Tribulation.

Although this ancient clock is all made of golden divine light, it has been completely condensed into substance, as if it was made of real gold.

When Gu Zhong appeared, there was immediately a world-destroying coercion that spread from his body.

If that's all it is, at the time of the spread of this coercion, the Venerable Master of the Spirit Tribulation can clearly sense the vicissitudes of life that this ancient bell is spreading at the same time.

This smell is mixed with the smell of decay, as if this ancient clock has existed for thousands of years, or hundreds of thousands of years, maybe even millions of years.

Of course, the Venerable Master could only roughly tell how long it had existed, but he couldn't know its specifics.

The "Buzz ......" bell roared, and as soon as the Eastern Emperor Bell Ling Gang appeared, it immediately unceremoniously rang to its own, turned into a rolling sonic boom, and frantically crashed into the Spirit Tribulation Master.

"Carving insect skills!" A trace of disdain quickly flashed in the domineering gaze of the Venerable Master of the Spirit Tribulation, and under the pinching of his hands, countless black cigarettes came out of his hands, instantly turning into thick black dragons, attacking towards the machine spirit with teeth and claws.

He knew that such artifacts left over from the flood period were difficult to subdue, and only by defeating them with absolute power could he successfully control this bell.

If you lose, you will never be able to turn on the clock.

The rumbling sound echoed throughout the internal space of the Donghuang Bell, and the outside world was the sound of a shocking bell, spreading in all directions.

Wang Ming and the others, in this earth-shattering bell, had to retreat tens of thousands of feet in horror again, so as not to suffer from the pond fish and be deafened by the sound of this bell.

At the same time, inside the hood of this Eastern Emperor Bell, the people of the Liuyun Sect also felt the strong uneasiness and vibration of this Eastern Emperor Bell.

"Old Ancestor, what's going on?" all the disciples looked at their Old Ancestor, Wang Xiyang, in shock.

This old man is the one who fought several battles with Sima Yan in the past, although his strength was slightly higher than Sima Yan, but he was played by Sima Yan.

"Someone has invaded and tried to break the clock!" Wang Xiyang's divine thought moved, and his old face immediately changed drastically, and he stood up from the ground with a bang.

"Could it be that the people of the bewitching faction are attacking outside, in vain trying to forcibly blast the Eastern Emperor Bell?"

"Yes, Ancestor, how is this good?"

...... For a while, the faces of the disciples of the Liuyun Sect changed drastically, and they stood up from the ground in a daze.

Only a beautiful young woman, holding an infant baby in her hand, sat quietly on the ground, looking down at the sleeping child with kind eyes, indifferent to all this, as if in her eyes, in her heart, only the existence of this child, and nothing else could cause her to fluctuate in the slightest.

"Nian Yu, time flies so fast, unconsciously, since you were born, another year has passed quickly, I don't know where your father is now? Is he okay? Do you know the meaning of the name my mother gave you?" The woman looked at the sleeping baby with deep sorrow, and muttered to herself.

She knew that the child was still young, and even if she didn't fall asleep, she couldn't understand her words, but for nearly a year, she still muttered to herself day after day, pinning her thoughts.

This child's name is Nian Yu.

Let's not talk about the disciples of the Liuyun Sect in the bell jar of the Eastern Emperor, and then talk about the Venerable Master of the Spirit Tribulation.

After defusing the countless waves of bell attacks from the Eastern Emperor Bell, the old face of the Spirit Tribulation Master became even paler, but there were two rays of disdain that quickly flashed from the depths of his eyes.

"Is that all you have to do? If so, it would be a disappointment to me. Looking at the golden ancient bell in front of him, the Venerable Master of the Spirit Tribulation roared angrily.

"Huh!" the Venerable Master of the Spirit Tribulation fell, and the sound of the bell that came like a surging river finally stopped.

Suddenly, a more dazzling golden yellow light spread from this ancient bell, and even a super powerhouse of the strength of the Spirit Tribulation Master had to squint his eyes slightly under this burst of strong light, not daring to look directly, lest he be blinded by it.

After the strong light of the "Prison ......", from the golden ancient bell, there was a sudden burst of deafening feedback, but this time, the Venerable Master of the Spirit Tribulation barely heard the sentence "The Way of the Prisoner of Heaven ......" As for the words behind it, it was impossible to hear it clearly, and once again turned into a busy sound, turning into an earth-shattering sonic boom, which sounded in his ears.

"Are you going to move for real?" the Venerable Master of the Spirit Tribulation couldn't help but mutter, his slightly narrowed eyes suddenly widened, and two rays of scorching battle intent suddenly shot out from within.

He is also very impatient, it is best for both sides to exert all their strength to have a final battle, if he wins, then this bell can be broken, if he is defeated, then he is destined to be powerless to break it, so he can only pat his ass and leave.

After the bell of "The Way of the Heavenly Prison ......" was finished, the huge golden ancient bell, which moved in an instant, had already disappeared in place strangely, and the next moment, it appeared above the head of the Venerable Master of the Spirit Tribulation, falling wildly.

Seeing this, the Venerable Master did not move, but allowed the ancient bell to cover itself.

The "Prisoner ......" bell rang again, and the huge golden ancient bell immediately compressed towards the middle at a speed that was recognizable to the naked eye, in a vain attempt to crush the incarnation of the human god within it.

"Fire, sparks in the prairies!" "The Venerable Master of the Spirit Tribulation, his eyes burst into flames, his hands couldn't help waving again and again, and he instantly pinched out countless seals, and without hesitation, he sent out his own killer move.

"Whew!" Countless crimson sparks, pouring out of their palms, suddenly turned into countless flaming dragons with teeth and claws, and frantically burned towards the compressed ancient bell.

The sound of "Zizi" was endless, and under the collision and incineration of the Flame Dragon, the compression speed of the ancient bell slowed down instantly, but it still continued.

Time passed quietly, and half an hour passed in the blink of an eye.

Under the False Fire of the Spirit Tribulation Master's Killing Move, this ancient clock had already turned red as blood, like a red-hot molten slurry, but it continued to compress towards the middle, and it was less than half a foot away from the Spirit Tribulation Master who was trapped inside.

"Did you fail?" A flash of despair quickly flashed in the eyes of the Venerable Master of the Spirit Tribulation, and he couldn't help but sigh secretly, and as soon as his body moved, he wanted to explode his divine thoughts and carry out the final blow.

Because, at this moment, there is no longer any spiritual power in his body, and he can't even send out a trace of void fire, but the ancient bell is still compressing towards the middle, and it looks like his body is about to be completely exploded, isn't it a failure?

However, at this moment, the Venerable Master of the Spirit Tribulation did not know what he saw, and the look of despair in his eyes instantly vanished, replaced by a deep ecstasy.

He, he saw it......