The blue sea was surging, and there were all kinds of dragon beasts surrounding Ye Chuyi, and the power of Yuan Magnetism was submerged into Ye Chuyi's body. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

The spirit was rejuvenated, the will was recondensed, and a qi machine swirled around Ye Chuyi's body, gradually turning into a martial arts trend with the power of will, enveloping Ye Chuyi.

Like a martial arts giant, in the face of this incomparably real illusion in the eighth layer, the Zhenlong pile runs through the body, the qi machine is closely connected with the Tower of Babel, the martial arts giant swallows the vitality of heaven and earth, and the entire Tower of Babel seems to shake.

Rumble!

With one step, the momentum on Ye Chu's body, the martial arts giant with the power of will, like a demon god who destroyed the world, shattered the entire surging world of the blue sea.

The illusion dissipated, and on the eighth floor, there was not much difference from the floors that Ye Chuyi had experienced before, and it was still simple and mysterious, with an ancient atmosphere.

In the void, there was still the light of Yuan Magnetism dancing, transforming into a vicious beast in the sky, but it could no longer stop Ye Chuyi's footsteps, and was shattered by Ye Chuyi's madness like a wild beast.

Ascending to the top of the ninth floor, in the Tower of Babel, there is no previous Yuan Magnetic Light to block it, instead, in the center of the top floor, a simple and heavy bronze ancient bell hangs in the air.

Ring the bell of Zhenhai, and you can seal the door of the deep sea otherworld.

Zhenhai Bell was in front of Ye Chuyi, but Ye Chuyi did not show the slightest sign of stepping forward, but looked towards the bronze ancient bell more and more solemnly.

On the body of the bronze ancient bell, there is a carving, very vague, but extremely expressive.

In the carved picture, you can clearly see that a huge true dragon hiding in the angry sea and probing through the clouds roars angrily, and under the dragon, the four seas are boiling, but there are small figures, or holding bows and arrows, or holding spears, in the sea of corpses and blood, desperately rushing towards the dragon.

The carving is extremely expressive, even if it is several meters away, Ye Chuyi just looked at the blurred image from a distance, and felt as if he had come to the era of the flood and famine, facing a majestic and huge dragon of hundreds of millions of miles on an indescribable vast ocean.

Tragic, incomparably tragic.

Hundreds of millions of people flocked, each with extremely powerful cultivation, treading the waves without a trace, running above the sea, letting the dragon kill wave after wave of people, people really showed no signs of retreating.

At this moment, a big man in animal skin with boundless pride and rugged temperament jumped out of the crowd, walked in the void, pressed down with one palm, the four seas were calm, and the huge unimaginable power, with all the aftermath, could destroy the mountains and giants in the sea, which was even more ferocious than the main guns of the interstellar battleships that Ye Chuyi had seen.

However, even such a powerful and domineering palm power, after bombarding the dragon's body, only made the opponent's scale armor flip slightly, and it couldn't even break through the opponent's defense.

Rumble!

A flame fiery than the sun's rays erupted from the dragon's mouth, and in the flames, mysterious ancient runes burst violently, drowning the heroic man in the void in the blink of an eye.

The real sea of blood, the blood of countless human races, dyed the sea red, bloody and bloody, and the tragic aura tore the void into a series of dark and dull spatial cracks, which could not be closed for a long time.

"The human beings above the starfish cannot be extinct, child, return to the ancestral star, and pass on the dragon descending technique of our clan, the Tower of Babel will not fall, the Zhenhai Bell will not be extinguished, and the inheritance of our clan's torch will not be extinguished!"

There are fewer and fewer human races above the starfish, but around the hundreds of millions of dragons, there are more and more alien beasts and fierce beasts of the dragon clan.

In Ye Chuyi's bizarre vision, a resolute man with gray hair tore apart the space as if he were eating and drinking, and sent a baby in his arms into the space passage.

A moment later, the Terran army was wiped out, and the resolute man struck with a casual blow, shattering the entire spatial passage, and the earth, water, wind and fire appeared together, gathering chaos.

"In this life, Kanglong has no regrets!"

With an angry roar, above the entire starfish, the last human race, stepping on the sea of blood, even if its strength was far inferior to that of the otherworldly dragon clan, it was majestic and magnificent, triggering a general trend through the sky.

Clang!

The bell wave was turbulent, and the layers of sound intertwined and converged, attracting the boundless power of Yuan Magnetism, and all the mountains and rivers on the entire starfish were all shattered at this moment, and the huge power of Yuan Magnetism turned into a world-famous palm print, slowly stretching out from the depths of the boundless angry sea.

Zhenhai Bell is not the meaning of suppressing the sea, but the treasure of the starfish race.

At the cost of his own life, the resolute man triggered the core magnetic power of the starfish with one blow, peeling off the existence of the starfish earth alive, turning into a palm that shattered countless dragon beasts.

The giant palm was so big that it was inexhaustible, and in the boundless roar of the billion-mile dragon, it grabbed the dragon's neck, and then splashed the boundless waves, slowly sinking into the deep sea.

In a terrible battle, the continent disappeared, the entire planet was almost completely destroyed, reduced in size a hundredfold, and there was no more soil left, only the endless sea, and a lone tower of Babel and an ancient bronze bell.

Rumble!

The picture shattered instantly, and Ye Chuyi suddenly broke away from the ancient desolate scene.

It is still the ninth floor of the Tower of Babel, the ancient bell is majestic and heavy, hanging in the air, let the long wind blow, but it does not move at all, exuding the ancient qi of the ancient times.

"You're going to hit the bell?"

Just when Ye Chu came to his senses and stepped forward, ready to find a way to ring the bronze ancient bell, on the inner wall of the bronze ancient bell, a golden dragon with two horns and eight claws, in the form of a divine horse, swam out, like a king of the world, entrenched on the top of the bronze ancient bell, and glanced at Ye Chuyi with a squint.

In an instant, Ye Chuyi's footsteps paused, and an extremely dangerous signal was released in his eyes, and he looked at the divine horse Xiaolong on the top of the bell with a vigilant face.

"You're the dragon in the picture?"

Ye Chu saw the appearance of the golden dragon clearly, his pupils suddenly contracted, and he said with a shocked expression.

The golden dragon on the top of the bell, except for a slight difference in color and size, was exactly the same as the hundreds of millions of miles of huge evil dragon that Ye Chuyi saw in that strange scene.

"Phew, this dragon master is the authentic true dragon bloodline, the king of the dragon clan, how can it be compared to that miscellaneous color, hey, your doll can actually enter the legacy of Xiao Tianwang's bastard?"

The golden dragon is very small and compact, and his voice is also milky, but his tone is extremely old-fashioned, and he looks at Ye Chuyi with a very arrogant face.

"Who the hell are you, what dragon?"

Ye Chuyi's eyes narrowed slightly, in Ye Chuyi's martial arts spiritual sense, he could clearly feel that on the body of the little dragon in front of him, although the pure energy aura was not afraid of the dragon sleeping divine fragrance, it was extremely weak, even with Ye Chuyi's strength, it could definitely hurt or even kill the other party.

", human doll, what do you want to do, you can't kill the dragon? I'll tell you, don't come here, I'm a brother who has drunk chicken blood with King Xiao of the human race, don't come here!"

Seeing that Ye Chuyi's body was full of malice, the golden dragon suddenly slipped away, turned into a light mark, and drilled into the bell wall, only leaking out a small head tip, looking at Ye Chuyi with a vigilant face.

Without too much nonsense, Ye Chuyi followed the direction of the golden dragon, struck with all his strength, and slammed over.

Bang!

With a muffled sound, Ye Chu's face remained unchanged, and he withdrew his hand like lightning, and the incomparably domineering rebound power made half of Ye Chu's body a little paralyzed.

"And, I thought it was a big master, it turned out to be an impostor, stupid, this is Zhenhai Bell, made of Wuji copper, I asked you if your hand hurts, hand it over if it hurts, what's so embarrassing, I'll laugh at you for three or five minutes at most, and despise you by the way, what's so shy, come, call Ben Longye!"

Seeing Ye Chuyi's expression, the golden dragon suddenly swooped out of the bell wall again, and picked his teeth with his own claws very humanely, and said very cheaply and obscenely.

"You are a god born from the Zhenhai Bell?"

Ye Chuyi's face was dark, but the situation was critical, Ye Chuyi finally filtered out the mockery in the golden dragon's words, and asked the golden dragon very seriously.

"Fart, this dragon is the first handsome dragon between heaven and earth, a descendant of the ancestral dragon, which eye did you see that this dragon master is the bell spirit of this broken bell?