Emperor Yutianwu

"Failed?" People in the distance couldn't help but frown: "This bell is too evil, even the Donghuang clan can't subdue it."

Prince Zichen looked at Donghuang Mingyao from the side: "Brother Donghuang, you can't subdue this bell either?"

Donghuang Mingyao's face was pale. Although the sound of the bell just now took away his soul, it also caused him to suffer serious injuries. He shook his head: "If this bell is evil, no one in the ruins can subdue it."

"Hiss...!" Others took a breath of cold air. If someone else said this, they would definitely be scolded for being shameless, but the other party was the Donghuang clan, who had been with the bell all his life. Now even he said this, then this ancient bell, isn't it true that it can only be viewed but not taken away?

"If so, it's a pity." Zichen shook his head regretfully. This bell is extremely powerful. One bell sound can kill the emperor. If he can use it, his combat power will surely increase several times.

"There is an inscription here." Suddenly a disciple shouted, pointing to a stone tablet on the edge of the ancient bell.

The stone tablet was very old and covered with moss, but the words on it were sonorous and powerful, deeply rooted in people's hearts, and people seemed to be sucked in at a glance.

"The Soul-Eating Ancient Bell is the property of my best friend, but the heavens were jealous of him and he died young. In order to commemorate my friend, I buried this bell with me. If a destined person comes here and is recognized by the ancient bell, the bell will ring nine times in a row and then take the bell away. I have only one request, treat it well."

When everyone saw the inscription, they felt the power of the king and felt very comfortable. Some disciples sighed and said, "This ancient bell is actually the property of the Demon King's friend. He is also a man of honor. Not only did he not take it for himself, but he left it here for future generations. If you want to get the recognition of this bell, do you need to ring the bell nine times in a row?"

"Too difficult." Someone said frustratedly, a bell rings, the emperor is killed, nine times in a row, who can bear it?

Seeing the inscription, knowing the harsh conditions, no one was willing to challenge for a while, but the strong were unwilling to leave. After all, the ancient bell was too strong, and they also wanted to see it more.

So in a piece of wasteland, the ancient bell became a special landscape. Below it, there were hundreds of emperors looking up, and occasionally a bell sound came, full of sadness, as if secretly hurting his mind, hating that he had all the skills, but no one was worthy of following him, and his talent was not appreciated.

"Dong! Dong! Dong!" The bell sounded continuously, attracting more people, including many Tianbei strongmen, including some top Tiandi, and some people tried several times, but all failed.

Chu Yan had been watching, and suddenly, his eyes flashed with a demonic light, and his vitality turned into sound and transmitted to the ancient bell: "I heard the bell sound of the predecessor, full of resentment. It is a pity to bury this place with the power of the predecessor. Since you are unwilling, why don't you choose one person to go? To prove its name?"

The ancient bell seemed to have a spirit, noticed Chu Yan, and after a long time, there was another strong bell sound, like a sigh.

"The sea of ​​stars is small, the sky is too low, the sound of my bell, nine notes are enough to destroy the sky, who can match me?" A voice sounded in Chu Yan's mind.

Chu Yan suddenly realized that this bell was too arrogant. He dared to say that the sea of ​​stars is small, the sky is too low, and the nine notes are enough to destroy the sky. No one can match him.

But after a moment, Chu Yan suddenly realized that this was not strange. Wasn't the Haotian Tower like this back then? As a divine object, with spirits, they are all arrogant, hate the injustice of the sky, and want to fight against the sky.

Now this ancient bell is even more arrogant, daring to say that it will destroy the sky.

"The great way is simple, how can there be natural immortals and demons? If the senior has this heart, why don't you leave with me? One day I will live up to the name of the senior." Chu Yan continued.

"I can feel that there are other divine objects in your body, and the aura of the Xuan Pagoda is also there. It seems that you are born extraordinary. But even so, my Soul-Eating Bell still does not follow insignificant people. Jiuyin, bear it, and I will follow you. Do you dare to come and try?" The Soul-Eating Bell is extremely calm and arrogant. Even if Chu Yan has the Jiutian Xuan Pagoda, he needs to verify it himself.

Chu Yan watched for a long time and heard that the sound waves were too strong and shocked the soul, so he was not sure about Jiuyin.

But after a little hesitation, Chu Yan nodded: "Okay, junior will try."

Then he looked at Meng Ya: "Senior Sister, I will try this ancient bell."

"Are you sure? If this bell is a demon, it will destroy people's souls if you are not careful. No one can save you then." Meng Ya frowned slightly, very worried.

"I will be careful." Chu Yan smiled calmly. He did not dare to guarantee that he could block Jiuyin, but he was sure of survival. At worst, he sacrificed the Haotian Pagoda and the Fire Pattern Mirror, and the Soul-Eating Bell could not hurt him.

"Okay, I'll help you guard it." Meng Ya clenched her jade hands slightly and agreed.

"Chu Junior Brother, be careful. If it doesn't work, retreat." Gu Lie also repeatedly reminded him.

Chu Yan nodded, and then he stepped out of the crowd with a thud. Immediately, many people looked at him, and then the corners of his mouth rose, revealing a few hints of amusement.

Donghuang Mingyao frowned, looked at Chu Yan and said, "I said that in the ruins, this bell can't take people. Do you want to die?"

"I want to try." Chu Yan said calmly. Donghuang Mingyao snorted coldly, and then said nothing. He watched with his arms folded, but his eyes were full of contempt.

"Looking for death!" As a member of the Donghuang clan, he has enough pride. If he can't subdue it, then no one in the ruins can.

There was a sneer next to him, but Chu Yan didn't care. People's hearts are often weird. He has no ability and refuses to leave. When he sees others coming forward, he keeps mocking. He has seen a lot of such things.

Fortunately, Chu Yan ignored him, his white robe fluttering as he walked to the Soul-Eating Ancient Bell, quietly feeling the sound of the bell calming his soul, and took a deep breath.

"Senior, I'm ready." Chu Yan exhaled, then turned into thunder, and used the power of immortals and demons to form armor, ready to resist the sound of the bell.

Everyone looked at Chu Yan, still not optimistic. Donghuang Mingyao said firmly: "At most one sound can take his life."

"Boom!" A shocking bell sound suddenly resounded through the world. It seemed that a giant dragon was awakening in the wild valley, and the roaring sound hit Chu Yan.

Facing the bell sound, Chu Yan looked solemn. He could feel that the Soul-Eating Bell had no mercy. If he was careless with this bell sound alone, he would die.

"Break!" Chu Yan shouted, and then there was a sword chanting around him, slashing at the sound wave of the ancient bell, and suddenly a violent explosion formed. The rocks in the valley were shattered and produced an extremely terrifying light.

"Destroy!" The sword chanted continuously, and Chu Yan walked along. After the first bell sounded, he took the initiative to attack, took out the seven-string bow, hooked the bowstring, and immediately seven Yuan Qi arrows were born, aiming at the direction of the Soul-Eating Ancient Bell, and then the sound of "dong dong dong" continued to sound.

"Boom!" The Soul-Eating Bell vibrated again, generating a terrifying deterrent force, making all the onlookers pale and retreating in a hurry. Some people covered their ears in pain.

"Boom!" Then came the third sound, forming a terrifying killing force. It was as if there were terrifying ancient dragons next to the ancient bell. The divine patterns emerged and became more three-dimensional.

Everyone looked at Chu Yan and frowned slightly: "He actually blocked three bell sounds!"

Donghuang Mingyao's face was embarrassed. He was sure that Chu Yan could not hold on to a single bell sound, but now, he blocked three ancient bell sounds in a row.

"Boom!" And this was not over yet. After a bell sounded, there was another one, which was even more terrifying. The head of the giant dragon opened its bloody mouth and wanted to devour Chu Yan's soul.

Chu Yan was not polite either. His true self was transformed here. With pure power, the Taishan Giant Hammer was raised, and the divine pattern was activated. It turned into a giant hammer a hundred feet high, and it smashed down hard on the huge dragon head.

"The fourth sound!" The eyes of the others narrowed, and Zi Chen also showed a hint of surprise.

Meng Ya and Gu Lie were far away, looking at Chu Yan excitedly: "Junior brother is really full of miracles."

"It's just luck." Di Feng said unhappily on the side. He had long hated Chu Yan. He wanted to borrow Xie Yun's hand before, but Xie Yun was such a waste that he couldn't even block Chu Yan's punch, and became a joke of the Demon Sect. Now that Chu Yan communicated with the ancient bell again, he was even more jealous.

At this time, Chang Feng and the people of the Bei Ming Dynasty also came here. When they saw Chu Yan under the ancient bell, their eyes turned cold and their murderous intent became stronger.

"This boy must not be left!" Chang Feng thought in his heart. At first, he just coveted Chu Yan's skills, but now, he is afraid of Chu Yan.

When he was in the Sixth Domain, when did he ever look at Chu Yan? Even if Chu Yan caused the resonance of the Sixteen Heavenly Monuments, it was still the same.

In the Tianbei Realm, he appeared in the Death Canyon and warned Chu Yan. Chu Yan did not listen to his advice, so he regarded Chu Yan as a nobody. When they met in Jiancheng later, he was even more arrogant. Until now, Chu Yan has become famous in the Star Sea. He killed Beiming Sha Huang and broke him, which made him feel more and more dangerous.

Thinking of this, Changfeng looked at the people of Beiming Dynasty: "Everyone, what are you waiting for? Now he is struggling to resist the ancient bell. We will kill him and you can also avenge the killing of the prince."

"A sneak attack?" The disciples of Beiming Dynasty frowned. Although they hated Chu Yan, as a lineage of the dynasty, they were also a bit arrogant. Now that Chu Yan communicated with the ancient bell, they sneaked up and seemed a bit mean.

Changfeng sneered: "You have seen this boy's fighting power. The sixth level emperor cannot defeat him at all. If he controls the ancient bell, do you have a chance? At that time, wanting revenge is just a foolish dream."

The people of Beiming Dynasty looked embarrassed, but they could not refute. Cheng Qian was defeated. They could not defeat Chu Yan alone.

"Okay!" After struggling, the son of a prince of Beiming Dynasty nodded: "Do it!"

"Personal grudges, outsiders, please step back!" Changfeng was very decisive. With a wave of his sleeves, a three-foot green sword popped out and was caught in his hand. Then he took a step into the air and slashed a sharp sword light at Chu Yan.

Mengya and Gu Lie's faces sank. Mengya's delicate body flew out, and suddenly a burst of imperial power was released. A huge dream demon emerged on her shoulders. The dream demon was the imperial power formed by Mengya's fourth soul. The pair of huge eyes were extremely terrifying, as if they could drag people into the abyss.

"You dare!" Meng Ya shouted, her jade hands created a dream, Chang Feng suddenly turned pale, the space around him changed rapidly, and he was deeply trapped in a dream.

"Beiming Dynasty, what are you waiting for!" Chang Feng roared, the people of Beiming Dynasty looked at each other, then stepped out quickly and rushed towards Chu Yan.