The face of the negative kendo man was like a lake wrinkled by the wind because of the suppression of the majestic qi.

Qi Qi stared at a pair of big eyes, and the second claw landed on the back of the old Taoist priest.

The current situation is actually very good for him, the old Taoist priest chose to attack and kill the old ape and the negative sword Taoist first, and then deliberately did not deal with him, which created conditions for him.

The old Taoist priest killed the two people, and then he killed the old Taoist priest.

Everything is his, and there is no need to share it with others.

This would have been the ideal situation.

But he didn't believe it, he didn't believe that there was such a good thing in the world, you must know that the holy lord in the clan was cruel and easy to kill, and he was also suspicious by nature.

This is not to say that the Holy Lord is like this, but the entire Xishan, the entire Qiqi clan, this is the case.

As a poor Qi clan, he didn't want to believe that the situation in front of him was really that good.

So after he hit the old Taoist priest with one claw, he didn't hesitate to stretch out his second claw.

Even if it will save the negative kendo man because of this.

But in fact, the old Taoist priest forcibly took off this claw, and then shook it with an expressionless face, and pinched the head of the swordsman who was bearing.

Broken bones with blood scattered in all directions.

Some whitish things even splashed on the old Taoist's cyan robe.

A turquoise demon pill appeared in front of the two of them.

The old Taoist priest did not hesitate to push the demon pill towards Qiqi's side, and at the same time, in the process, a majestic qi was forcefully poured into the demon pill.

The demon pill emitted a dazzling light and exploded in mid-air.

The whole lake shook and shook.

The air wave swept around, and countless buildings were knocked down by this air wave, and the rumbling sound was endless.

But the fog that hung over those buildings had not lifted.

It appears more intense.

The old Taoist priest spat out a mouthful of blood, and then threw out something with a wave of his hand.

The war has come to this point, in fact, there is a very terrifying thing that they haven't even noticed yet, that is, the old Taoist priest has not yet taken out his magic weapon.

Most of the magic weapons of the demon monks are simple, but the magic weapons of the monks of the three sects are varied, and the old Taoist priest fought with the three of them with his bare hands, and now he has killed one person, although he has suffered some injuries

, but he hasn't taken out the magic weapon from beginning to end, which is an extremely abnormal thing.

Until now, the old Taoist priest threw out that thing.

It is a small bell with a simple shape.

It looks extremely ordinary, but very old.

The monk's ritual weapon, as long as it is related to the ancient, is not simple.

Qi Qi looked at the little bell hanging in the sky, and didn't rush to make a move, but asked slowly, "What is this?"

The old Taoist priest wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and replied calmly, "Demon Bell." ”

There are many kinds of magic weapons in the world, and according to the use, countless names will be taken out, of course, there are many names that have nothing to do with the use, but as long as the name of the magic weapon has the word demon suppression in front of it, it must be specially used to target the demon monks.

The magic weapon used to suppress the demon monks in the mountains and rivers is the most famous one is the demon bowl, it is rumored that there is a big demon in the bowl, and I don't know if it's true or not, but since this magic weapon is in the hands of the Taoist saint Ye Sheng, it is destined to be bad.

Many years ago, about the time when the swordsman had not yet withered, there was a sword fairy whose sword was called the Demon Suppression Sword.

The demon monks are most afraid of these magic weapons with the word "demon suppression", in addition to anger.

After all, since the names are chosen like this, the purpose is self-evident.

The old Taoist priest came to the demon land from the side of the mountains and rivers, and most of the people he faced were demon cultivators, and it was really normal to have such a magic weapon.

The next sentence of the old Taoist priest was like stepping on the heart of the old ape and the poor Qi.

"This is a saint's relic. ”

Saint relics?!

What is a relic of a saint, the doctrine of a saint is a relic of a saint, the cave where the saint lives is also a relic of a saint, and even the pen and ink used by a saint are also a relic of a saint.

But what the old Taoist priest said in his mouth could not be those insignificant things.

This demon bell is a magic weapon.

This is a terrible thing.

But the most terrible thing is not this, but ......

If this demon bell is a saint's natal weapon......

Even if the saint has been dead for many years, even the qi in this town demon bell has dissipated a lot, but if it is really a natal magic weapon of the former saint, it is a big killing weapon, and I am afraid that there are not a few magic weapons in this world to compete with.

If it is said that the monks who ascended the tower realm still have confidence in the face of this thing, they have no confidence to deal with this magic weapon in the past two years.

The old ape looked at the demon bell, as early as after being slapped away by the old Taoist priest before, it was much more restrained, and now looking at this thing that may be a saint's natal weapon, there is a deep fear in his eyes.

Qi Qi stopped and remained silent.

The blood on the old Taoist priest's body was dripping into the lake drop by drop, and he looked at Qi Qi with indifferent eyes.

Qi Qi smiled and changed back to the way he was before.

A short man.

"It turns out that the predecessors have been waiting for us. ”

In the current situation, if he can't see the situation on the field, he is really hopelessly stupid.

"If you think carefully about the fact that there was a big battle between Poor Dao and Qingtianjun, you should know if Qingfu City is the place you should come to. ”

The old Taoist priest stretched out his hand, and the demon bell began to ring.

The sound was not loud, but it resounded in the air.

It didn't sound like a bell, but it sounded like a drum, and you could feel the scene just by listening to the sound.

In the dead silence of the battlefield, there was a tall Taoist, shaking the bell in his hand, behind him was a monk holding a variety of magic weapons, waiting for the battle, opposite was a group of demon cultivators with churning blood.

A big battle is about to break out, and this town demon bell is the first to wave the command flag.

Qiqi's face was extremely ugly, and then his eyes began to drift, and the old ape's eyes were already red, and his hands couldn't stop beating his chest.

Soon the old ape's chest was bloody and blurry, but the old ape didn't seem to feel any pain, his hands were still beating his chest, Qi Qi watched his white bones exposed, and then the whole chest was smashed out of a big hole.

The old Taoist priest said indifferently: "The saddest thing is not to die, but not to know why to die." ”

......

......

In front of the big rock outside Qingfu City, the stream flowed slowly.

A man of great stature came here.

He looked at Qingfu City not far away, his face expressionless.

He stood here, not a word, just stood here and said a word.

"The emperor is out of the West Mountain. ”

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