Chapter 226: The Black Devil Appears, and the Situation Is Chaos

Hearing this bell, the Great Elder's expression suddenly froze, but then, his face was immediately filled with joy. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

"Battle Spirit Bell, this is the voice of War Spirit Bell, haha!" the Great Elder laughed excitedly, sweeping away the gloom from before. Immediately, in the direction from which the bell came, a loud voice suddenly came out:

"Old ghost Mo, haha, I'm not late!" This voice is powerful and full of energy, full of ethereal meaning. Hearing these words, as well as this voice, the Great Elder was slightly stunned, but then he remembered something, his face showed ecstasy, and he turned his gaze to the place where the voice came from.

"Haha, Qiu Lao Thief, it's really you, haha, I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect it! This time you saved me again, haha. Seeing the owner of the voice clearly, the Great Elder was suddenly shocked, and was enveloped by a strong sense of joy, and then laughed and shouted loudly.

I saw that at the other end of the canyon, a middle-aged man dressed in gray clothes, with a handsome face, with a trace of majesty, holding a palm-sized small clock, followed by a plain white gauze and a veil scarf, Tingting girl, standing majestically at the exit at the other end of the canyon, looking at the chaotic situation in the canyon with a smile. And the terrifying bell came from the small mottled bell the size of a palm in his hand.

Lin Ye, who was scurrying around in the crowd and looking for opportunities to sneak attack the Thunder Roar Clan Monk from time to time, suddenly opened his eyes wide, looking at the gray figure and the girl in white behind him, and was so shocked that he couldn't speak. That's right, this gray-clothed middle-aged man and the white-gauze woman beside him are none other than Qiu Daozi and Qiu Yin, the protectors of Ying Feng Country.

"Old guy, I haven't seen you for so many years, why has your strength regressed so much, you can't even beat such a hairy boy, if I hadn't sent you a "bell" in time, you guy wouldn't have to hang here today. Qiu Daozi showed a mocking look on his face, waved his hand and brought up Qiu Yin beside him, and in one step, he directly crossed the distance of dozens of zhang and came to the side of the Great Elder.

"Phew, you old thief, how do you speak, what is the end of the send, what is in his hand is a genuine Yuan Weapon, although it is broken, but it still has the power of the Yuan Weapon, the old man, a person who is even a great spiritual treasure, how can he resist the divine power of the Yuan Weapon?" The Great Elder glanced at Qiu Daozi and said unhappily.

As he spoke, he moved his gaze to Qiu Yin beside Qiu Daozi, and said with a kind face: "Hehe, this is Qiu Yin's niece!"

"I've seen Uncle Mo!" Hearing Qiu Daozi mention himself, Qiu Yin bowed to the Great Elder with some embarrassment, and then immediately turned his gaze absentmindedly to the bloody canyon, his eyes anxiously looking for something.

The Great Elder glanced at Qiu Yin with some strange eyes, and then turned his gaze to Qiu Daozi, revealing an inquiring look. Seeing this, Qiu Daozi was a little helpless, and said to the great elder: "Hehe, this girl, she is looking for a lover!

Although Qiu Yin focused her attention on the canyon, Qiu Daozi's voice was still heard by her, and her pretty face under the veil suddenly turned red, Qiu Yin glared at her uncle fiercely, and said coquettishly: "Uncle, what are you talking about?" Then, he shifted his gaze to the canyon.

The Great Elder looked confused, and was about to ask a question when Thunder Sword suddenly roared angrily, his eyes full of disbelief. He roared in amazement: "How is it possible, this is a half-element device, a half-element device, how is it possible, how can it be blocked, impossible, roar!"

A hysterical roar interrupted the conversation between the Great Elder and Qiu Daozi, and the two turned their gaze to the Thunder Sword, but they were relieved to see that his whole body was weak and no longer enough to pose a threat.

Qiu Daozi handed the small bell in his hand to the Great Elder, his face was full of complaints, and he muttered: "What kind of Yuan Breaker is this, he always tosses me along the way, and refuses to leave Yuetian City, and in the end, if I don't threaten him if he doesn't leave, you will hang up, and it will follow." ”

Hearing this, the Great Elder sighed lightly, glanced at the Thunder Sword again, and after confirming that he couldn't turn up the big waves, he looked at the little bell in his hand with a complicated expression, and sighed: "The Battle Spirit Bell has gathered the heroic souls of countless predecessors and martyrs, and they have already developed feelings for Yuetian City. ”

The Great Elder's expression was solemn, and Qiu Daozi listened, his expression also condensed, and he became **, showing respect and admiration in his expression.

"What do you want to do now? That junior is already exhausted, and he can't afford to make any big waves. Qiu Daozi glanced at Lei Jian coldly, looked at the Great Elder and said.

Hearing this, the Great Elder groaned, and after a while, he sighed helplessly: "You can only expel him, otherwise it is impossible to kill him, and what is standing behind him is the entire Thunder Roar Clan after all." ”

Qiu Daozi's expression also sank, the strength of the Hidden Emperor Clan was too strong, enough to shake the entire human race, it would be unwise to tear his face rashly, however, to let him go like this, it was a little cheap for him, after all, on his own side, countless geniuses were killed and injured.

"Thunder Sword, stop it, if you continue to fight, you will only have one result of self-destruction. The Great Elder shouted angrily, and then the mottled small bell in his hand was thrown upwards violently, and under the flash of Xuan Ao's spiritual light, a mouthful of red bell stained with mottled blood stains suddenly magnified countless times, looking incomparably vicissitudes, exuding a huge aura, at a glance, all the Terran monks in the field were in high spirits, and a fighting spirit rose inexplicably, like a raging fire, ignited instantly.

"Battle Spirit Bell, they actually moved this thing here!" In the direction of the demon clan, the demon reckless looked at the slowly rotating red bell in the void with a shocked expression, and his heart was indescribably shocked. The Battle Spirit Bell is not only famous in the human race, but also in the prestige of the demon race, if it were not for this top-level yuan weapon, I am afraid that the human race would have been wiped out in the demon war tens of thousands of years ago. Demon clan monks, there are countless people who have died under this elemental weapon.

So much so that in the demon clan, once the name of this yuan weapon is mentioned, all the demon cultivators who know the grievances between the human and demon clans will suddenly change color.

Lei Jian's face is also extremely ugly, he has also heard of the name of the Battle Soul Bell, naturally he will not be unfamiliar, even if the Yuan Weapon in his hand is intact, it is only the fourth grade of the Yuan Rank, but the level of the Battle Spirit Bell is the most terrifying of all the Yuan Weapons The top-level Yuan Weapon, he has almost stood at the peak of this world, what is he shaking it.

"How about it, Thunder Sword, stop here, it's not difficult for me!" The Great Elder spoke up again, being able to do this was already his last limit.

Lei Jian's face hesitated, the conditions given by the Great Elder had already made him extremely satisfied, after all, between the real enemies, when they fell to the absolute bottom, it was impossible for the other party to make such a concession. However, what he was worried about in his heart was that if he went back like this, how would he explain to the clan master, the murderer was not caught, but lost so many demon handsome realm powerhouses, what is the difference between this ending and letting him die.

Thinking of this, Lei Jian was even more puzzled in his heart, he couldn't figure out why he had checked everyone and still didn't find the murderer, could it be that he evaporated, or died in the land of trials. The more Lei Jian thought about it, the more irritated his heart became. In the end, his eyes swept over all the trialists again, and when he swept over the demon clan trialists, a figure suddenly entered his field of vision.

Lei Jian's eyes suddenly froze, and then the corners of his mouth hooked, and he had a plan in his heart. He withdrew his gaze, looked at the Great Elder, and said in a deep voice, "I can agree, but I have a request!"

Hearing this, the Great Elder's heart was on fire, but for the sake of the overall situation, he still suppressed the anger in his chest, tried his best to appear calm, and said, "Say, what are the requirements?"

"Hand over that fat man to me!" said the thunder sword and pointed at the fat man who was watching in the demon clan's camp.

Hearing this, the fat man was suddenly startled, the worry in his heart finally came true, the fat man jumped to his feet, pointed at the thunder sword and scolded: "You turtle son, how can I provoke you, fat man, you dare to do this to the fat man, I step on it, I will trample you to death!"

The fat man was furious, while pointing at the thunder sword and scolding, he kept stepping on the ground with his feet to tie up the two thunder roar monks who were like a zongzi, and the two people on the ground suddenly let out a scream like killing pigs, and the demon yuan in their whole body had been imprisoned, at this time it was no different from mortals, the fat man was not light, and they cried and shouted to their mother, and their hearts had already greeted all the ancestors of the fat man.

Lei Jian's eyes were cold, and after snorting coldly, he turned his gaze to the Great Elder, and said coldly: "This trial is the most weird for this fat man, it is very likely that he is the real murderer of the Holy Son, I must take him back to the clan master to investigate the whereabouts." ”

The Great Elder's brows suddenly furrowed, he didn't think about it, and directly refused in a strong tone: "No, he is the genius of my human race, the hope of my human race, how can he be handed over to you, besides, you are just guessing, there is no substantial evidence, how can I hand over people to you." ”

In fact, what the Great Elder didn't completely say was that the reason why the Terran Race won the trial was all due to the fat man's final counterattack, and so many people were saved by him alone, he had already established a lot of prestige in the hearts of the trialists, and if he was handed over to the Thunder Roar Clan, I am afraid it would chill people's hearts.

As soon as the Great Elder said this, all of a sudden, countless Terran cultivators cheered and shouted that the Great Elder was wise. The fat man on the side smiled even more: "That old man, not bad, you have a little conscience." ”

Hearing this, Lei Jian's face sank, and he sneered: "Then what else is there to talk about, if you want to fight, you will fight, do you think I will be afraid of you?"

For a while, the atmosphere became tense again. At this moment, at the end of the canyon, the entrance to the Land of Trials, which had not moved for a long time, suddenly a mist surged, and a riot began, as if something was about to rush out.

Seeing this, everyone's faces changed, and they looked at the entrance, and suddenly, the black air that rushed to the sky roared out, and a strong evil aura suddenly filled the canyon, which made everyone breathless. At the same time, in the black air, a faint figure rushed out, carrying a huge amount of coercion, and suddenly descended into the canyon.

"Demonic energy, such a rich demonic qi!" The moment the black qi rushed out, the eyes of the Great Elder and the others suddenly shrank, and they murmured.

"Black Devil, he's a Black Devil!" After seeing the figure in the black mist that slowly condensed into an entity and gradually became clear, the monk who had seen the black devil suddenly exclaimed.