The sudden sound made the original person unhappy, and the person who broke the boundary in this Zhongyuan shijie has his own rules, first come, first served, if the other party fails, then he can go forward again.

The voice in the back was obviously much later than the five or six people who arrived in front of them, and the other party interjected in like this, obviously not taking them seriously.

Originally, several people came together and discovered the Taizu Spirit King together, and they were competing and guarding against each other, but at this moment, they were unanimous to the outside, looked at each other, and understood the meaning in each other's eyes.

Out of the darkness came a man who looked not young, dressed in a gray robe, with gray hair, a long beard, a deep wrinkle on his face, and thick eyebrows.

"I am the distant mountain of the White Bone Dao Palace, this is my nephew Qingyang's friend in the Sword River Shijie, I am here to answer, and I hope you will forgive me. ”

No matter what kind of hidden dangers there are in the White Bone Dao Palace now, as long as the name of the White Bone Dao Palace is reported outside, there are few people who don't sell it, unless the other party is a big faction like the White Bone Dao Palace. However, this also requires the White Bone Dao Palace to act without touching others too much. However, this time, the reasons that Yuanshan said still believed in the eight points, and everyone knew that there was a person named Qingyang in the White Bone Dao Palace who came back from the Sword River Shijie.

"Who is Qingyang?" Taizu Lingwang looked at the old man who came out of the darkness, although she guessed in her heart that this Qingyang might be the Huling Prince Rui she knew.

"He told me that he had a prince named Rui in the Huling Kingdom of Shijie, Jianhe. ”

With just this sentence, the Taizu Spirit King had already determined, and several other people also believed that this person who came out of the Sword River Shijie was probably really known by Qingyang of the White Bone Dao Palace.

They said no more and retreated.

King Taizu Ling was not surprised that Prince Rui of Huling was able to know that he came out at this time. He asked, "He let you be here?"

"Qingyang's nephew said that you are new to shijie and are not familiar with Zhongyuan shijie, so let me come here to pick you up. Toyama said.

"Then he himself weishenme does not come. Taizu Lingwang asked, she remembered the blood shadow when she crossed the tribulation.

"He couldn't come at this time. When Yuan Shan said this, his voice suddenly became hollow, it sounded like he was talking in a cave, there was an echo, and the Taizu Spirit King instantly understood that he had cast a spell and did not let what he said be heard.

Yuanshan said: "Actually, this time, I came to pass on some words on behalf of Qingyang's nephew, and he wants to ask you to help do something." ”

"Is he so sure I'll definitely help him?" said the Taizu Spirit King.

"Qingyang's nephew said, if you don't want to do it, he asked me to tell you that in the near future, there will definitely be a battle of life and death between Jianhe Shijie and this Zhongyuan Shijie, this is a collision of two shijie, please be careful. Toyama said.

"His calculations are good, with his character, if he really can't find anyone to do it, he won't let people wait for me here, let's say, what's the trouble with him?"

Yuan Shan breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, he still remembered the description of this person when Qingyang asked him to pick up this Taizu Spirit King: "No one in the Sword River Shijie can be underestimated, the Sword River Shijie is not a person who can be compared to other Xiao Qian Shijie, any person who comes out of it is a person with great ability, although the Taizu Spirit King is a spirit body, but his ability I have never been able to understand when I was in the Sword River Shijie......

The Dao Palace is now suffering from internal and external troubles, and for the people in the Dao Palace, Yuan Shan actually has a sense of distrust, and he came here after listening to Qingyang's words.

Qingyang's sacrifice to refine the Chaos Bell is not as others imagined, he can only concentrate on refining the Chaos Bell and cannot do anything else, he can. Especially when he was practicing at the beginning, he was practicing in front of so many people, making everyone think that he couldn't do anything else after he sacrificed the Chaos Bell.

In the back, after the bitter bamboo sealed the Chaos Palace, no one could know about his cultivation inside.

Qingyang stood in front of the Chaos Bell at this time, still holding one hand against the body of the bell, and it was not until this time when he was refining the Chaos Bell that he truly realized the power of the Chaos Bell, this is a shijie, a shijie with a voice. There can be nothing in this shijie, and all existence is shattered by the seemingly small but extremely powerful vibration.

But fortunately, the Dao Palace has obtained this Chaos Bell for more than 10,000 years, and it has the method of sacrifice. In the past, Qingyang did not practice this chaos, so he had controlled him to fight with him in the black shady shijie, and that was because there was a mark in this chaos bell, and this mark was the foundation for the palace masters of the Dao Palace in the past dynasties to control this chaos bell. None of them really practiced this Chaos Bell, because if they wanted to truly refine this Chaos Bell, it would take an extremely long time, and secondly, because they had their own natal spirit treasure before they were not the palace master, and after cultivating to a high level, they all thought that they would one day travel through the darkness, and it was impossible to take away the treasure of the town palace, so they did not go to a thorough sacrifice.

Any shaped thing has its rules, there are rules can be called shijie, a mountain and a stone, a grass and a tree, natural, every Lingbao also has his rules, the rules are shijie born, but the rules shijie is there, there are not many people who can really feel the rules in the Lingbao and evolve it.

Touching its shape, feeling its meaning, and applying the law in the treasure are the means of most monks, and to go further is to understand the law thoroughly. Just as he did in the sword river shijie, he turned that bead into a small thousand shijie.

There is a Dao Palace in the Shijie of the Chaos Bell, this Dao Palace is at the top of the Chaos Bell Shijie, exuding a shining jade light, and the palace master of each Dao Palace is a shallow sacrifice to the Chaos Bell, and he is injecting a wisp of his divine thoughts into the Dao Palace in this Chaos Bell.

Qingyang's main mind entered this Dao Palace, and at a glance he saw five people, four of whom Qingyang didn't know, and the only one he knew was the Patriarch of the Mid-Levels.

The outside of the palace looks the same as the White Bone Dao Palace, but the inside is different, the inside is just a space, a circular space, in this circular space there are one by one divine platforms, and there are people sitting on the altars, sculptures among people.

Those people are not real people, but wisps of divine thoughts condensed and manifested. What Qingyang has to do is to let his divine thoughts merge with this palace in this palace.

But at this time, he looked at the divine thoughts of the Patriarch of the Mid-Levels, and his heart fluctuated. After looking at it for a while, he didn't look at it anymore, just looked at the other people, those were all palace masters of previous dynasties, and the palace masters of the White Bone Dao Palace were naturally not more than these five in the past ten thousand years, but some of the divine thoughts had been dispersed, which indicated that they were dead, and these divine thoughts that still existed in them did not mean that they were still alive.

Qing Yang sat down in the center of the Dao Palace, and then said in a unique way: "The Dao Palace is now in a big situation, the disciple Qing Yang has been ordered to sacrifice the Chaos Bell, if you have any senses, please return to the Dao Palace quickly." ”

It's also a unique way of connecting with people outside the world, and no one responds to him. Then Qingyang drew a rune circle on the ground in the center of the Dao Palace, which was a necessary step to merge with this Dao Palace, called Jianshentai. It was a rune drawn entirely by divine thoughts, and it was not an easy task.

There was no change of sun and moon in the Chaos Clock, I don't know how long it took, and finally the Shentai rune array was drawn, and the moment Qingyang sat on it, a white light appeared from the invisible rune array drawn under him, and the white light rippled in circles. Qingyang's sacrificial refinement was not a shallow sacrificial refinement, and the brilliance rippled to the bottom of the five divine platforms, wrapping and vibrating them like water, causing this Dao Palace to vibrate with the same rhythm.

At this moment, there was a statue of a god on the five god platforms and slowly opened his eyes.