Becoming an immortal against the will of heaven

It should be known that this Seven Brilliance Bell is considered a celestial-grade magical artifact. The demonic sound it produces can even have some impact on experts in the Sky Building Realm.

However, this gray-robed old man saw that Chen Tian's cultivation was even lower than He Busi's. Logically speaking, the impact he received should have been even more severe.

But the strange thing was that not only was Chen Tian unharmed, but he was also able to speak up in time to help He Busi regain consciousness. This truly shocked the gray-robed old man.

The Seven Brilliance Bell was used with great skill in the gray-robed old man's hands. Every time he used this treasure, he could catch his opponents off guard and kill them silently while they were in a daze.

Although everyone's temperament was different, and the damage caused by the Seven Brilliance Bell varied in degree, it was still somewhat useful to everyone.

The gray-robed old man remembered that the person who had suffered the least damage under the Seven Brilliance Bell was a strange old monster in the Sky Building Realm. That person's head was several times larger than ordinary people, looking like an onion. Moreover, this person specialized in the Dao of the Soul, and his soul will was hundreds of times stronger than ordinary people.

But even so, after hearing the demonic sound produced by the Seven Brilliance Bell, he was still stunned for seven breaths.

From this, it could be seen that the damage caused by the Seven Brilliance Bell to a cultivator's soul will was very great.

But what shocked the gray-robed old man was that Chen Tian in front of him, firstly, did not have the cultivation of the Sky Building Realm, and secondly, did not seem to specialize in the Dao of the Soul. He looked like an ordinary early-stage Sea of Qi Realm cultivator.

But it was such a small cultivator who was able to be safe and sound in the demonic sound produced by the Seven Brilliance Bell. This really surprised the gray-robed old man.

However, he quickly calmed down again. After taking a look at Chen Tian, he said in a cold voice, "Hmph, even if you're strange, aren't you still just an ordinary early-stage Sea of Qi Realm cultivator? Let's see how this old man deals with you!"

As a late-stage Sea of Qi Realm expert, the gray-robed old man quickly recovered after a brief surprise. He only thought that Chen Tian had cultivated some kind of strange technique or wore some kind of strange magical artifact, which allowed him to resist the demonic sound of the Seven Brilliance Bell. But even so, the gap between realms was real.

The gray-robed old man didn't believe that he, with his late-stage Sea of Qi Realm cultivation, couldn't take down a mere early-stage brat?

So in an instant, a powerful killing intent burst out from the gray-robed old man again, bypassing He Busi and rushing towards Chen Tian.

Just as he flew halfway, he silently chanted a magic formula. Immediately, within the two sword formations, golden sword shadows were once again conceived, numbering as many as several hundred.

"Hehe, see if you don't die this time!"

A sinister smile flashed across the gray-robed old man's face. Then, with a wave of his hand, the hundreds of golden sword shadows roared out from the sword formation, shooting towards Chen Tian at extreme speed like 'sword rain'.

As for the gray-robed old man himself, he continuously injected the spiritual power in his body into the two long swords in his hands, causing the sword bodies to instantly expand more than twice their size. The sharp aura swept out, and he also flew towards Chen Tian.

In an instant, long swords flew from the four directions of Chen Tian, east, south, west, and north. The posture was as if they wanted to stab him into a hornet's nest.

But facing all these attacks, Chen Tian's face was still incomparably calm. After sighing helplessly, his right hand slowly turned over, and a folding fan suddenly appeared in his palm. It was the restriction folding fan obtained from Daoist Nanxian.

With a flick of two fingers, the folding fan suddenly opened, and immediately the lines 'Once the sea was difficult to become water, except for Wushan, it is not a cloud. Taking advantage of the flowers, I am too lazy to look back, half-fate in cultivation, half-fate in you' were displayed in front of Chen Tian.

Chen Tian muttered to himself for a while, then raised the folding fan and fanned it fiercely. Immediately, the words on the folding fan turned into朵鲜花鲜花, floating out and flying towards the sword shadows that were shooting from all directions.

Each word here contained countless extremely powerful restrictions. Since obtaining this folding fan, Chen Tian had worked hard to study it and finally mastered several different effects.

Therefore, after these flowers transformed from words flew out, Chen Tian took a deep breath and then shouted loudly: "凝凝!"

As soon as the voice fell, countless petals shook off from the flowers. When these petals landed on the sharp sword shadows, they immediately solidified them, as if they were nailed in the air, unable to fly closer by even a trace.

In an instant, the hundreds of golden sword shadows were frozen in place ten feet away from Chen Tian, and on top of these sword shadows, a strange flower was floating, spinning around.

At this time, Chen Tian's clothes fluttered without wind, and a purple long sword shining with bursts of brilliance fell out from his sleeves. It was the Xuan Forbidden Immortal Sword from the male corpse.

After glancing at the gray-robed old man, Chen Tian sneered, and then the long sword waved out. Immediately, a purple sword qi, like rolling thunder, rushed out with a momentum that shook even the heavens and the earth!

Don't underestimate this purple sword qi, but it contains extremely vast power. Wherever it passed, those golden sword shadows that were solidified in the air were all shattered like dry weeds and rotten wood. The gray-robed old man was also imprisoned by this purple sword qi, unable to move his body.

This gray-robed elder was a swordsmanship master. He was obsessed with the Dao of the Sword all his life. It could be said that he entered the Dao with the sword and gradually cultivated to this point. In his body, all spiritual power existed in the form of sword qi.

But at this time, he was horrified to find that all the sword intent in his heart seemed to be extremely afraid of this Xuan Forbidden Immortal Sword, and all of them were dormant and could not be mobilized even a trace of spiritual power.

"Buzz…"

But what was strange was that this purple sword qi did not kill him, but suddenly stopped three inches in front of his forehead.

Immediately afterwards, a cold voice that seemed not to eat the fireworks of the world suddenly exploded in his ears: "I will not kill you, but you must answer me a question… Do you agree?"