Qingyang's step is one, and his step is like an infinitely tall mountain, allowing the shijie in front of him to collapse, he can safely resist and exist, and it will be eternal and immortal.

A bell rings.

It's not so intense, it can even be said to be an ordinary bell ringing.

"When ......"

The sound was like a sound derived from Qingyang when he took this step, and everything around him was rigorously integrated. But it is such an ordinary bell ringing, but it contains endless majesty and legal principles.

Poison Ning's sword, the Dharma intent of the entire Creation Hall slammed on Qing Yang's body like a stormy wave, and collided with that bell, a storm flew and scattered, and the endless Dharma intent was shattered.

In the eyes of the others, they only saw a dull and obscure brilliance surging from the law enforcement hall.

Poison Ning is like a huge wave hitting the mountain rock boulder, rolling upside down, Poison Ning flying up, in Han Feng's feelings, Poison Ning's upside down flight is flying in the vast darkness, and in a turn it is a thousand years, the original decay and collapse of the Law Enforcement Hall instantly returned to its original state, the hall is still that hall, and Poison Ning's whole person is like being hung in the air by an invisible rope and floating backwards, and in a blink of an eye, he has reached the wall of the temple.

As soon as this condensation stopped, Poison Ning moved again, still stabbing towards Qingyang with a sword. At the same time, the voice of Poison Ning sounded in the entire hall: "I have been cultivating for eight hundred and thirty-two years, day and night, the only thing I have recited the most is the majesty of the Chaos Bell, and today I will listen to the deepest part of the Dharma of the bell that has lingered in my ears for more than eight hundred years." ”

With the appearance of these words, Poison Ning's entire person disappeared into this law enforcement hall, but Han Feng felt that he was everywhere. At this time, the most correct thing for him to do was to leave this law enforcement hall, but his personality made him not leave, if he left, it would be equivalent to being afraid of Qingyang and Poison Ning.

And as soon as Poison Ning's words came out, both Han Feng and Qingyang understood that this was Poison Ning's real means, and he wanted Qingyang to enter this hall. He has been cultivating for more than 800 years, and since he was successful, he has entered the Law Enforcement Palace, and then he has become the master of the Law Enforcement Hall step by step. That's why he was able to appear before with the kind of artistic conception that made the entire law enforcement hall decay and collapse.

This is also a part of his heart, in his heart, he thinks that the Law Enforcement Hall is a place of decay, a place to collapse, and it is also possible that deep in his heart there is a day when everything in the world will inevitably decay and die.

And at this moment, the entire Law Enforcement Hall was reduced to nothingness at this moment, and it was like the mouth of a giant beast, engulfing everything in the temple and assimilating and devouring everything in the temple.

The entire Creation Hall turned into darkness, which Zhongyuan Shijie can see the darkness everywhere, if the rapid decay and collapse of the Law Enforcement Hall before came from the sublimation and change of Poison Ning's mind, then in his heart, this darkness represents the ultimate evolution of all things, in his heart, no matter what kind of existence, will return to nothingness in this vast Zhongyuan Shijie darkness.

This is not only because Poison Ning has this kind of mind, but also many monks in Zhongyuan Shijie will have this kind of mind, but Poison Ning has integrated this kind of mind into the Fa.

The temple was dark, and there was no edge in sight, and it was immense.

There is a wind blowing out.

The whistling wind of "Woo ......" comes from the darkness of nothingness, from the nameless.

The wind sounded, blowing the long hair of Qingyang's robe. Then there was the sound of the tide in the darkness, the tide was like waves, and waves came from the darkness. From the moment it appeared, the wind and waves turned into a tide in a blink of an eye, and the tide appeared around Qingyang in a blink of an eye, turning into a whirlpool.

The whirlpool was formed in an instant, and the black lines like knives circled against the Qingyang.

Han Feng's face changed, but Qing Yang suddenly said: "There will always be something on this shijie that is immortal, and this magic intention of yours is still a little worse." ”

As Qingyang's words fell, the crimson cyan Chaos Clock in his hand shook again.

"When ......"

The ordinary bell before the bell rang contained a deep bell ringing, this bell rang brightly, and a sound wave of brilliance vibrated from the bell body, just like the entire chaos bell exploded.

"When ......"

"When ......"

Three consecutive loud explosions, the original darkness shattered like a mirror, and all the winds and tides disappeared without a trace. The artistic conception that devoured everything also collapsed in an instant.

And Poison Ning fell out of nothingness, his face full of gloom.

"How could it be. Poison Ning asked incredulously.

In this person's law enforcement hall, he brought Qingyang in, it was he who thought in his heart, here, he could make up for the gap between foreign objects from the Chaos Bell, he thought that in this way, he would be able to defeat Qingyang in one fell swoop, and it should be very easy, because his law is no longer a simple law, but a celestial phenomenon that has been sublimated into this shijie, what they fight is not skills, not spells, and there is no five elements to restrain each other. But he was defeated, and he was completely defeated.

At this moment, his soul shook, and the only thing in his ears was the sound of the bell, and he finally truly experienced the horror of the Chaos Bell and the domineering power that shook everything.

He had been listening to the bell, which was ringing in his heart in a gentle and subtle way, like a kind mother, so much so that he had forgotten the horror of the Chaos Bell.

"I've seen another kind of law, which is much more powerful than your assimilation of all dharmas. Qingyang said.

"What is it?"

"Reincarnation. ”

Qingyang didn't lie, what he said was the kind of reincarnation law in Jianhe Shijie, in front of that reincarnation law, Poison Ning's law intention seemed a little weak and thin.

"Moreover, you have forgotten that although the biggest advantage of a Dao Palace disciple is that everyone has the ability to refine and drive this Chaos Bell, but the Dao Palace disciple has no resistance to the Chaos Bell. Qingyang said. After speaking, he no longer looked at Poison Ning, but looked at Han Feng, Han Feng's face was pale, just now, Han Feng was also very uncomfortable, although Qingyang was not aimed at him, but he was also hit hard.

Only this moment did he understand that no one in the Dao Palace at this time was the opponent of Qingyang who was holding the Chaos Bell, and he didn't look like a person who was reluctant to refine the Chaos Bell at all, but like an old monk.

Qingyang looked at Poison Ning again and said, "Elder Poison Ning, after all, you grew up in the Dao Palace, and no one can erase this love of incense, Na Bibo has bad intentions, he is not here with you." ”

"He's dead. Poison Ning said.

"What about his soul?" Qingyang asked again. Of course, he knew that Poison Ning also had a spell called Soul Searching.

"The soul is shattered. Poison Ning half-knelt on the ground, motionless, as if he was afraid that he would break if he moved.

"And what did you get out of his soul?" Qingyang asked again.

"I know one thing, the three places of Tibetan Spirit Cave Heaven, Empty City, and Cloud Immortal Mansion have a Jihua for our Dao Palace for nearly a thousand years. Poison Ning said.

Qingyang was not surprised, but he didn't expect it to be such an answer, when he came, he just asked Kuzhu about the origin of Bibo, and he was still wondering if it would be related to places like the Star Hall and the Difu, when he heard this answer, he immediately had a sudden feeling.

As Poison Ning Zuihou's words fell, his half-kneeling body suddenly cracked inch by inch, shattering like porcelain, piece by piece, very hair, then ears, nose, eyes, skin and flesh, zuihou fell to the ground, becoming a pile of dry bones, Qingyang saw all this, sighed slightly, and shook the chaos bell in his hand, and the pile of dry bones scattered into nothingness.