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Wang Li gritted his teeth suddenly, raised his hands in vain, and the huge Buddha bell rose in response, buckled upside down, protecting it in the center, and the runes on the bell continued to wander, forming a cycle that could not be born, as if it was wrapped around several golden chains, which was extremely dazzling.

The bloody finger came quickly, and the heavy point was on the big bell, and a ripple of true qi visible to the naked eye suddenly rippled, and the sand and stones flew everywhere it passed, and the grass and trees fell down, and on the ground, countless shocking fine cracks cracked.

Especially on the surface of the big bell, countless runes shattered, and even the body of the big bell, where it intersected with the blood fingers, was strangely concave for a moment before returning to its original state.

At this time, the earth-shattering loud noise came, roaring in everyone's ears, everyone only felt that their eyes were black, their ears were deaf, and the loud noise echoed in their heads, making people dizzy and sick.

What's more, he was so shocked by this huge roar that his mouth and nose bled and he fainted.

Wang Li, who was inside the big bell, instantly spurted blood, and then blood flowed out of the seven orifices, like a terrible ghost, miserable.

The big bell was pointed by this bloody finger, and it trembled, and the earth-shattering sound it emitted continued to echo in the bell, forming wave after wave of continuous resonance, which shook his head and roared loudly, and finally disappeared the sound.

The shock dissipated, and only the residual sound waves were still surrounding, Ji Chuan flicked his sleeve robe, and fanned out a hurricane, blowing away the floating smoke and dust, revealing the immobile clock, with a trace of scrutiny in his eyes.

All the people also looked at the big bell that was no longer golden and had become ordinary.

"Die......"

"Absolutely seriously injured if you don't die"

"This kind of attack is the full force of Brother Jindan, and the Zhuji monk will definitely not be able to take it, even if he blocks the direct attack with his magic weapon, he will be shocked to death by the powerful force of the shock."

"Boss ......", Chubby muttered blankly with his mouth open, his mind blank.

Ji Chuan knew that even if Wang Li didn't die, he would definitely be a serious injury on the verge of death, and he just wanted to raise his legs forward and collect the results, but who knew that the old ghost of the Spirit Sword Sect Chen laughed, stepped forward suddenly, and said with a smile, "Wang Li's treasure was obtained from the secret realm, and it should be distributed by everyone together, so it can be considered fair."

Ji Chuan has an indelible evil aura in his eyes, Lao Tzu is tired and tired, and finally killed Wang Li, now you pour it out and pick up the cheap, can there be such a good thing in the world?

He said nonchalantly, "Wang Li is a disciple of my Qingyun League, and the treasure he obtained is the property of my Qingyun League, now that he is dead, even if he wants to distribute, it is also an internal matter of my Qingyun League, the old man advises you not to wade into troubled waters, if you stretch your hand too long, you will die."

However, before Elder Chen could speak, another old man stood next to him, a Jindan casual cultivator, at this time, his eyes flashed with an unclear light, he held his hands, Shi Shiran said, "Old Ji is wrong, just now this little ghost has withdrawn from the Vientiane Sect, and has nothing to do with your Qingyun Alliance, since it is a loose cultivation, then the thing he dies is ownerless, and whoever grabs it is whoever."

As soon as these words came out, Ji Chuan's face was instantly gloomy, and all the Jindan monks present took a step forward, and the aura of Jindan was everywhere, and the scene became tense.

All the foundation building monks retreated together, if there was a robbery battle of the Jindan monks, then the impact of this battle group would be much more dangerous than the battle just now.

Elder Chen stroked his white beard, although he was smiling on his face, but the murderous aura in his eyes was getting stronger and stronger, now the wolves had more meat and less meat, and they didn't know each other's depths, so they could maintain a short period of peace, but if there was any disturbance, it would definitely cause a series of earth-shattering battles.

"Hehehe...... People aren't dead yet...... It's not good for you to divide the spoils," and suddenly a very weak voice came, and everyone was stunned for a moment, and then turned their heads sharply to look at the big bell.

I saw that the big bell shrank in an instant, turned into the size of a palm, and was held in the palm of Wang Li's hand, and he himself was crumbling, and the blood that had dried up a little hung on the seven orifices, which looked extremely miserable, but those eyes were extremely bright, and there was hatred that penetrated into the bone marrow.

Even if they kill people like hemp, Ji Chuan and Chen Laowei, who have been fighting all their lives, are all shocked, and the secret way must not let this son leave alive.

"I didn't think of picking me up and surviving, but it was unexpected by the old man", Ji Chuan pursed his lips, put his hands behind him, and said softly.

Old Monster Chen smiled, holding the scabbard in one hand and the hilt of the sword in the other.

After a soft sound of "ding", a huge sword qi swept out in an instant, and all the true qi trembled and was torn in half, and even the entire world seemed to be split in two by this sword qi, one cut in two.

As soon as this sword came out, although it did not have Dugu Sheng's sharp sword path and the oppressive power that followed like a shadow, the sharp meaning that the sword qi could cut all things was several grades higher than the former.

The Jindan sword cultivation that has been cultivated for hundreds or thousands of years is really extraordinary.

"One sword to cut ......", Su Luli muttered softly, "Chen Lin old monster, the famous quirk of the Spirit Sword Sect, no flying sword, only a sword, only one sword every time it is unsheathed, and then the sword must be returned to the sheath, but there are few who can let him out of the second sword, most of the enemies, just one sword, will be destroyed."

People in the world often say that he has a sword out, the gods and ghosts are sad, two swords out, breaking the nothingness, and when I see it today, it really lives up to his name......".

Wang Li smiled indifferently in the face of the incomparable sword qi that crushed like a galaxy, patted the storage bag, and took out a blood-red pill, this pill was crystal clear, and as soon as it appeared, it emitted a boundless red glow.

This is the last pill obtained from the Demon Buddha Pill room, and it is also a Dharma Dan!

Fadan is also a kind of elixir, but it is not used to take it, but it is used like a magic weapon, and the effect is a bit similar to a charm, but the difference between this Fadan and the magic weapon is that he is made of herbs, and one can only be used once.

But there is no doubt that every Fa Dan is a thing against the sky, and it cannot be refined by non-Dan Dao masters, because refining Fa Dan not only requires mastery of pharmacology, but also proficient in instrumental theory, and integrates it, breaking the barrier between the two, and entering the instrument from Dan to the device, which is more powerful!

The Fadan in Wang Li's hands has only one function, that is, escape!

He dropped a drop of his essence blood into the pill, and he needed this pill to fully fuse with the essence blood before he could use it, and he persisted until now, and finally waited until the fusion was completed.

I saw him laugh and throw Fa Dan into the air, and with a bang, Fa Dan exploded into countless tiny Dan grains and shot in all directions, each single grain turned into the appearance of Wang Li and rushed away, and each 'Wang Li' had the same cultivation, fluctuation, and the power of qi and blood.

At this time, Young Master Wang, who was originally surrounded by everyone in the center, had disappeared in place under the cover of blood-red smoke.