The bell rings endlessly, and it penetrates into the bones.

Originally, Han Feng had never seen Qingyang, and he had never had a real view of Qingyang in his heart as to what virtue he could have and how he could refine the Chaos Bell, and he didn't have a real view of Qingyang, thinking that even if the other party was extraordinary, he would not be the opponent he had accumulated for hundreds of years. Moreover, since he himself practiced, he had not been compensated for a failure, and he himself was an extraordinary person.

When he saw Qingyang at this time, his eyes were slightly dark, and his pupils constricted.

I only heard Qingyang say: "I heard that Bibo was held by the elders, I don't know where now?"

Poison Ning's face was gloomy, gloomy and about to drip water, when had anyone ever spoken to him like this. But he felt a heavy pressure at this moment. Unlike others, he has rarely traveled through the darkness since he entered the Dao Palace, but despite this, his cultivation has risen all the way, and no one has ever spoken to him like this.

"Nope. Poison Ning said in a low voice, the sword in his hand was still unsheathed, but the hand holding the sword tightened.

"But someone said that you are here, Elder. Qingyang said again, his words pressed tightly.

"I said I didn't come, I didn't come. Poison Ning still said in a low voice. As an elder of the Law Enforcement Palace, how could he have been forced to ask him like this, and he was still a junior.

"As a law enforcement elder, you can remember the rules of the Dao Palace. Qingyang asked.

There was a cold light in Poison Ning's eyes, and Han Feng next to him was watching, and he was also surprised in his heart by Qingyang's strength at this time.

Qingyang said again: "No one is allowed to do anything that is harmful to the stability of the Dao Palace, you have done it, so you need to be punished." ”

"Who dares. Poison Ning asked again in a low voice, a ruthless color appeared in his eyes.

It was not Qingyang who answered him, but the vibrating bell in Qingyang's hand, only to see a circle of red light in the body of the bell, the brilliance was like a knife, a circle of shocks, cutting the void. It was quiet and silent, and everywhere it passed, the entire law enforcement hall seemed to be dissected, but the law enforcement hall was safe, but in the eyes of Poison Ning, this quiet and clear red green sound wave was so terrifying.

"He really sacrificed the Haode Chaos Bell, how could this be. The thought in Poison Ning's heart flashed, and the sword in his hand had already come out, and an arc of light rose from the top of his head, reaching its peak directly in front of him, and the light was bright silver.

At this moment, the entire Creation Hall was still, everything in the entire Creation Hall was attributed to this sword, and Poison Ning's whole person seemed to have disappeared at this moment, and he could still see it with the naked eye, but he couldn't feel it, his spirit and spirit, and the spiritual power on his body were compressed and condensed in this sword.

If the circle of sound waves raised by the bell body is a loud sound, a contradiction that the sound waves condense to the extreme and are silent and silent, as long as people see this scene, they will believe that as long as they touch the sound wave, they will instantly disperse into virtual elements.

And when I saw the sword of Poison Ning, I only had one feeling, that is, it was sharp, as if anything that encountered this sword would be cut in half, even the dust could not escape, and the mountains and rivers would not be spared.

Even Han Feng couldn't help but take a step back, he had been fighting with Poison Ning for so long, and he felt terrible at this moment.

It seemed to be slow and still, leaving an imprint on its pupils.

But the boundless silence was followed by a screech in the eyes. The moment the sword and the sound wave touched, the endless sound waves flew in all directions, but everything that was scattered and flying was only presented in Han Feng's eyes, his eyes were extremely bright, but they reflected everything in the entire Creation Palace, everything tangible and intangible, everything that ordinary people could not see and could not hear, those that could not be seen and shattered, turned into invisible screams.

Han Feng could be sure that at this moment, as long as the cultivation of the people in this hall was low, this invisible scattered sound would be enough to shake them away.

A strand of Han Feng's hair floated up, and suddenly disappeared invisibly, and at the same time, the tables and chairs in the Creation Hall all disappeared at this moment. Everything that had been in the original temple of creation was gone.

Qingyang was still standing at the door, holding the red blue Chaos Clock in his hand, and he didn't move at all.

Poison Ning's face was shocked, he didn't know that the Chaos Bell was powerful, how could the Chaos Bell not be powerful in order to suppress the treasure of the Dao Palace's luck, to put it more bluntly, that was the confidence of this Dao Palace, the place where Zuihou was alive.

What Poison Ning had seen was that when Mid-Levels held this bell and vibrated and rang among other shijies, that was the only time Poison Ning went out, and that time, he really experienced the horror of the Chaos Bell. But when he later went to experience the kind of magic that shook everything on the Chaos Bell, he immediately knew that if he wanted to refine this Chaos Bell, it would take a long time for his own cultivation, and he might not be able to refine it, maybe his body and soul were scattered, and he couldn't refine it successfully, which was also the reason why the Dao Palace Palace masters of the past dynasties sacrificed the Chaos Bell and placed a wisp of Yuan Shen in the Dao Palace within the Chaos Bell.

However, this Qingyang actually succeeded in cultivating.

Originally, when he saw Qingyang holding the Chaos Bell in his hand, there was still some disbelief in his heart, but now he believed it, but he did not have a crazy surge of unwilling and dissatisfied thoughts in his heart.

He had heard Master say that even if a person sacrificed this Chaos Bell, he might not be able to fully exert the power of this Chaos Bell, and if he couldn't fully exert the power of the Chaos Bell, and if he was only hastily sacrificed, he might not be able to defeat himself. No matter what the treasure is, if it is not strong enough, it is useless.

Children can kill adults with sharp weapons, but it doesn't mean that those children really have the strength of adults.

In his heart, there is still the disdain of the predecessors for the juniors, this disdain is hidden in the deepest part of his soul, not only poison Ning, but also Han Feng, in their opinion, Qingyang has only practiced for many years, decades, and they have practiced for hundreds of years, and it will be nearly a thousand years in the blink of an eye.

Seeing such a junior Ling pressing on his head, how could he be willing, although they knew that Qingyang had also passed a thousand years in the sword river shijie, and it was no less than what they had experienced, but in their eyes, they didn't.

Poison Ning's sword was raised again, shaking at Qingyang, the person and the sword were one, and the whole person became sharp in an instant. Originally, his temperament has always been that gloomy, like a snake, always hidden in the dark, and at this moment, he was like a king cobra, looking up high, and the spirit of the king in the darkness was cold.

"For the understanding and precipitation of the years, it is not a coincidence, you are still a little behind. Poison Ning Sen said coldly.

"Your sword is not a little worse than the sword I have seen or heard of there. Qingyang stood outside the Creation Hall and said coldly.

When the words fell, Poison Ning's sword had already stabbed out, and with his sword, the entire Creation Hall moved at this moment, as if the Creation Hall had gone through hundreds of millions of years at this moment and decayed, and with Poison Ning's sword, he pressed down towards Qingyang, and Poison Ning's whole person had become a part of the decay of hundreds of millions of years, and it was integrated with the entire Creation Palace.

The sword had already arrived in front of Qingyang's eyebrows in an instant, only to see Qingyang's eyes narrowed slightly, he was facing a sword that seemed to come from Poison Ning's nearly a thousand years of accumulation, not only did he not enter, but stepped forward. This step into the Creation Palace, he had been standing outside the Creation Hall in front of him, Han Feng was only cautious as Qingyang, so he did not enter the Creation Palace.

And at this moment, Qingyang not only stepped into the Temple of Creation, but as he took this step, Han Feng, who was in the Hall of Creation and Transformation, and was independent of himself by virtue of his own cultivation, finally further realized that Qingyang is not only a person who has practiced for decades, but also has something deep in his bones, which comes from the precipitation of the years, and can only be seen at this time.

It's like a city that has been established for thousands of years, just like this palace, the longer it exists in the darkness of this Zhongyuan Shijie, the stronger the spiritual power contained in it.

When a person's cultivation reaches a certain point, his soul, his will, and his physical body will all condense and precipitate together over the years, giving birth to an invisible and intangible meaning, which can only be felt, not spoken.

If it is said that Poison Ning's body is like the eye king snake that suddenly turns from gloomy to noisy after encountering the enemy, then Qingyang is at this moment gushing endless deep, this kind of deep is not the kind of immortal ethereal lying high in the nine heavens, nor is it the kind of big thick or simple, and it is not weird magic, nor does it have some sense of worship in Shijie, but like a combination of these, chaos, at first glance it does not have its own unique meaning, a closer look, but you will find that this is a kind of gray, A gray that seems to merge all the colors together.

This gray gray is so deep and terrible.