Eternal Tranquility

As soon as the Wangchuan Bell came out, it was like a dormant beast opening its eyes. A fierce and cold aura swept through the entire Xuanyuan family, instantly cooling down the fierce battle situation, and looking over with startled hearts.

Faced with the long-browed old man's question, Liu Qinghuan raised her eyes, but did not look at him: "Xiao Hei, you all come back."

"Sixth uncle!"

Someone rushed from afar in panic: "Sixth Uncle, the mountain gate can't be opened!"

Sixth uncle? It seems that this old man with long eyebrows is Xuanyuan Zhenzhao, who has the highest cultivation level currently in the Xuanyuan family. His cultivation level is still higher than him in the late Nascent Soul stage.

Xuanyuan Zhen's heart trembled: "Fellow Taoist, do I, the Xuanyuan clan, have any grudge against you?"

Liu Qinghuan was protected by three spiritual beasts. Hearing this, he said: "No."

Xuanyuan Zhen asked again: "Then which member of my Xuanyuan clan do you have a grudge against?"

Liu Qinghuan turned to look at the several Nascent Soul cultivators flying out from various places in the mountain. The Floating Sword flew out from between his eyebrows and circled around him, bringing out wisps of gray-white air that looked like mist or smoke.

He thought for a while and replied: "It seems not."

Xuanyuan Zhen glanced at the Wangchuan Bell in his hand with fear, and suppressed his anger and said: "If you have no grudges or grudges, why would you, fellow Taoist, target me, the Xuanyuan clan, and use such a terrifying murder weapon!"

"Uncle Sixth, these monks from Yunmengze are too bullying!" A young monk below said loudly and indignantly: "Kill him!"

"kill him!"

"kill him!"

Amidst the loud shouts of killing, Xiao Hei looked up to the sky and roared, beating his strong chest so loudly that it sounded like thunder, and his ferocious brows made the low-level monks cower and lower their voices.

Liu Qinghuan smiled, facing the entire Sheshan Xuanyuan alone, but still appeared calm and unfazed.

With a wave of his hand, Chu Yi, whose hair was all blown up, took back the spirit beast bag and called Xiao Hei back.

Xiao Hei reluctantly returned to the spirit animal bag, but the gray donkey who wanted to go back was left outside by him, rubbing against his legs.

Liu Qinghuan ignored it, looked at Xuanyuan Zhen, and sighed: "What do you mean by hatred or resentment? This is what I will be asked every time I loot the sects and aristocratic families like you in Shuoyue Realm."

His eyes suddenly turned cold: "I still answered the same, when you captured my Yunmengze and killed my sect and monks, why didn't you think of any grudges?"

The flesh on Xuanyuan Zhen's face twitched, and he laughed angrily: "Okay! Okay! Okay! I have seen a lot of arrogant people, but I have never seen anyone as arrogant as you! Dare to be alone With one person facing so many of us, do you think you can get out of Sheshan Xuanyuan? Do it!"

He moved his hands together, and the Five Dragon Seal that was already ready to go hit him with an astonishing momentum. At the same time, several more spells flew from all directions!

Liu Qinghuan also moved in an instant, activated his earth-shrinking technique, and when he reappeared, he was out of the siege and high in the sky.

He lowered his eyes and stretched out his finger: "Sure!"

Xuanyuan Zhen, who had smashed the seal in the air, had secretly watched Liu Qinghuan use the body-holding technique before, and had been on guard. At this time, he quickly pulled a Nascent Soul next to him in front of him to resist the body-holding technique.

A gray shadow flashed in the corner of his eye, and before he could react, he was kicked hard on the side of his waist. He fell unsteadily for several steps, and his whole waist felt like it was about to break.

But it was the other party's gray donkey, with a long donkey face that seemed to have a sneer on it.

Seeing the gray donkey hitting him head-on again, Xuanyuan Zhen's expression changed drastically and he dodged quickly. Unexpectedly, he still didn't dodge, but this time he was kicked in the chest again!

Liu Qinghuan was a little surprised. This was the first time someone had escaped his body-fixing technique. His body was dodging the colorful lights that were following him like a ghost. His body was made of nightmare butterfly skin and sky-devouring louse carapace. The dark blue shirt kept flashing with light like flowing water, blocking all missed attacks.

He quickly scanned down and saw that Xuanyuan Zhen was being forcefully interrupted by Gray Donkey's flying kicks, forcing him to run away all over the place. He stopped caring about that and asked someone else to point out.

This time, he did not fail. Apart from Xuanyuan Zhen, the only late-stage Nascent Soul monk in the field was caught on the spot, and his body fell straight down from mid-air.

The floating sword god emerged from the void behind his head like a ghost. The sword energy suddenly exploded, and a gray-white sword energy suddenly came like a cold winter. It not only tore the monk who had been hit by the immobilization spell to pieces, but also tore the monks around him who couldn't avoid it. Everyone else is involved!

It was dark, cold and silent, the breath of death dispersed shockingly, the stars flickered slightly, but there was a sword thread as thin as a gossamer swimming in the gray-white ocean, if you touch it, you will die!

Seeing him kill a late Nascent Soul cultivator with a wave of his hand, the faces of everyone who saw him turned blue and white, and fear swept through everyone's mind like a whirlwind.

As soon as the only two late-stage cultivators on the field died, one of them could not escape his hand, and the threat was greatly reduced. Liu Qinghuan recalled the Fusheng Sword, and a vast sea of ​​swords emerged around him, and the Wangchuan Bell in his hand began to emit a faint brilliance.

The magic power in the whole body was like a flood that opened a gate, flowing into the ancient small bronze bell. In just a moment, the meridians were twenty-three times empty!

Liu Qinghuan's face turned pale as his mana was extracted too quickly. He felt a thump in his heart and looked at the clock in his hand in surprise. The clock was devouring his mana almost greedily!

Thirty percent, fifty percent, seventy percent!

Seventy percent mana! He is a twin, and he practices the "Zuo Forgetting Immortality Sutra" mental method. His magic power is almost twice as deep as that of the same level!

If it were any other Nascent Soul cultivator, wouldn't he be sucked into the Forgotten River Bell? !

The Wangchuan Bell has completely changed. The long lines on the bell body begin to flow like water waves. The petals of the pure lotus in full bloom open and close as if breathing. The scorching light is getting stronger and stronger, and the evil intention is obvious, but there is The sound of the Buddha floats from the sky!

Seeing this, the Xuanyuan tribesmen were shocked and frightened, and poured out all the nearly destructive attacks, tearing apart the sea of ​​swords under the Fusheng Sword. However, they encountered the invisible power emitted by the Wangchuan Bell, and they were all isolated. More than ten feet away, it couldn't be any closer.

Some people had already begun to flee, but they quickly remembered that the Beiming Xuanwu Formation, which was originally used to protect the mountain gate and protect the clansmen, could not be opened for some unknown reason.

"Ah ah ah, I don't want to die!"

"Sixth Uncle, please find a way quickly..."

Liu Qinghuan's face was as white as paper. He wanted to cut off the mana to continue output, but found that the situation was out of control and he couldn't cut it off at all!

The huge power of this clock made him dare not use it to try it before. He just practiced it once. How did he know that activating it would require so much mana.

Magic weapon! No wonder this clock is called a magic weapon!

I'm afraid Jiang Xianxian doesn't know the details of Wangchuan Bell, otherwise he wouldn't dare to hand it over to him.

Liu Qinghuan raised his left hand and slapped the bell on his right hand hard, trying to slap it away, but the bell seemed to have taken root, sticking to his hand and continuing to absorb his magic power.

Those Xuanyuan tribe members also noticed this obviously abnormal behavior. They were confused at first, and then whispered in shock.

Xuanyuan Zhen showed ecstasy and laughed like a maniac: "Hahaha, you will not be able to live for your own fault! Come on, suck him into a human being and do it so that others don't have to run away and come and see this man's struggle before his death!"

Liu Qinghuan's face was dark, and the mana in his dantian was almost exhausted. The two Nascent Souls had merged into one body and were desperately stimulating the movement of their mind. However, the new mana was not enough for Wangchuan Zhong.

At this moment, the tree with spiritual roots in the center of the spiritual sea suddenly trembled. A jasper-like seed emitted a glistening green light and popped up at the top of the tree. It looked like a stream of water under its roots. The green spiritual energy flowing out suddenly poured out, quickly nourishing the dry Dantian!

At the same time, the small bronze bell in his hand shook, as if it was full and no longer swallowed up his mana.

Liu Qinghuan was certain in his heart, and secretly thought that it was a good risk, and that with his majestic magic power, he finally satisfied the other party and left him with something to live up to.

The crisis was over, and he finally heard the noise around him, including those who were mocking and those who were laughing.

Looking up, I saw that there were people on the three floors below, all on the inside and three floors outside, looking excited and expectant as if they were watching the fun.

With his face unmoved, he shouted: "You stupid donkey can't come here yet!"

The gray shadow flashed, and the gray donkey ran over and got into the spirit beast bag.

Seeing this scene, Xuanyuan Zhen finally realized something was wrong. His face instantly turned purple, he waved his hands and shouted: "Run, run!"

He turned around and dodged. Others who reacted also screamed and ran out, and screams suddenly broke out.

However, it was already too late. The Wangchuan Bell slowly floated up from Liu Qinghuan's hand. In the blink of an eye, it was bigger than the house. Then the clock body swayed slightly!

"when!"

I went to the hospital for a checkup and found that bile reflux gastritis caused by gallstones required surgery. Therefore, the author may have to take leave to be hospitalized after the limited exemption on the 22nd. It is said that he will be hospitalized for more than a week, and the update will be suspended for a while until the author returns home. Also, I have to say it again, this book will not be a eunuch.