The Rise of The Mythical Dragon

From the light at the beginning to the darkness around us now, it only took the blink of an eye.

Trapped in it by Guangchengzi holding the Falling Soul Bell, Yishan looked around him at this time.

Looking around, apart from the darkness, there was only countless smoke surrounding him.

After glancing around, Yishan suddenly frowned, a golden light condensed in his hand, and he threw it away without thinking.

I saw the golden light shooting out instantly and disappearing in the blink of an eye. It was like falling into an abyss, without any feedback.

Yishan was stunned for a moment when he saw this scene, and looked around with surprise in his eyes: "How could this happen?"

After murmuring in a low voice, Yishan was a little surprised to find that the place he seemed to be trapped in was not just a big clock, this place seemed to be another space.

At this time, outside the Soul-Destroying Bell, seeing that he had covered Yishan with one move, Guangchengzi quickly retreated, made a hand gesture with both hands, and saw a stream of light suddenly appear on the Soul-Destroying Bell.

At the same time, the True Lord Daode who had been chopped off by the mountain moved slowly climbed up from the ruins, looking at the Soul-Destroying Bell with red eyes, a trace of fierceness flashing in his eyes.

Thinking of myself as a twelve golden immortal, when had I ever been so embarrassed? It’s really unbearable!

With anger in his heart, he saw the fire in the hands of True Lord Daode, and the five-fire seven-animal fan appeared in the hands of True Lord Daode. Then he saw True Lord Daode wave his hand, and countless flames fell on it. Soul Bells gathered around.

Immediately afterwards, Guangchengzi waved his hand, and a palm made of spiritual power passed through the flames and hit the Soul Falling Bell heavily.

"Buzz!"

A loud noise sounded, and then the Soul-Destroying Bell trembled suddenly. This scene fell in Ao Fan's eyes, causing Ao Fan to frown immediately.

At this time, in the Soul-Destroying Bell, Yishan, who was trapped, suddenly noticed a tremor in the surrounding smoke. Before he could react, he saw a wave of sound coming. His body froze and his eyes widened instantly.

For a moment, Yishan felt that his vision was extremely dim, and his heart was suddenly shocked. Only then did he realize the power of the Soul Falling Bell.

Clenching his teeth, he saw the arm holding the knife that moved the mountain suddenly raised, and then inserted the long knife in his hand into the ground. The demonic power in his body was continuously poured into the long knife, and a layer of faint green light came from it. Flushed all over.

When the green light appeared, Yishan felt a little better at this time, but he was still eroded by the sound waves. Yishan frowned, thinking about how to deal with this magic weapon's moves.

At this moment, a flame suddenly ignited in the darkness. Seeing this scene, Yishan was stunned and his face sank.

Guangchengzi and Daodezhenjun really thought highly of themselves. They not only attacked themselves with sound waves, but also wanted to burn themselves to death.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Yishan's mouth. The cold light in Yishan's eyes surged. He held the knife in both hands and his body spun around. The green light on the knife surged, and in a split second, a huge phantom of a long knife appeared on the knife.

As the sword light suddenly swung towards the surroundings, the surrounding spiritual energy, which was not too much at first, instantly became violent. Even the ground shook.

There was a slight vibration inside the Soul-Destroying Bell, but from the outside, it looked like a big movement. When Guangchengzi saw this, he couldn't help being stunned. He obviously didn't expect that Yishan could have such power in the Soul-falling Bell and shake his magic weapon.

Knowing that dragging it on would be of no use to him, Guangchengzi planned to go all out to kill Yishan completely in the big bell. Even if he couldn't kill it, he would also destroy it.

Thinking of this, Guang Chengzi's body flashed with light, and then the power of the extremely powerful Hunyuan Golden Immortal spread from Guang Chengzi's body.

I saw that countless spiritual powers began to gather in front of Guang Chengzi, and an extremely thick pillar appeared horizontally in front of Guang Chengzi.

Seeing this scene, many people were stunned, even Ao Fan. It was not that he was afraid, but that he was curious in his eyes.

This Guangchengzi was banging bells all day long in Yuxu Palace, and he actually figured out a secret. It seemed that all these years of banging bells were not in vain.

But everyone in Chanjiao was full of surprises. Many people had seen the way the senior brother struck the bell, and it had never changed in a hundred years. As soon as this action came out, they knew what the senior brother was going to do.

At this time, everyone understood that as the head of the Twelve Golden Immortals, the senior brother only did things like ringing bells all day long. He had not disliked him for a hundred years. The original reason was this.

At this moment, Guang Chengzi's eyes flashed, he took a step forward, controlled the spiritual pillar in front of him with both hands, and with a heavy breath, he raised the spiritual pillar and slammed it towards the Soul-Destroying Bell. .

The powerful power suddenly spread out the moment the spiritual pillar hit the Soul-falling Bell. Countless people felt their eyes were blurred, and then they saw several quasi-sages taking action, and a huge light curtain appeared in front of Jiejiao. And in front of Zhenhai Dragon Palace.

The spreading sound waves were like endless waves, spreading towards the light curtain continuously.

Huang Long, Taoist Duobao, and the Great Master Xuandu suddenly frowned. This move was still no less powerful than a quasi-sage. It seemed that Guangchengzi had never been that simple.

Although he was only in the realm of Hunyuan Golden Immortal, no one thought that the opponent could have such power even if he hit the bell.

At this time, in the Soul-falling Bell, the alarm bells in Yishan's heart rang loudly before he could stop. He then raised the long knife in front of him. As the powerful sound wave spread, Yishan finally managed to calm down his voice. .

And those red eyes clearly told Yishan that he would definitely not be able to hold on for long if he was hit like this a few more times.

"Huh~" He breathed a long sigh of relief, and then saw a flash of green light on Yishan's body, which began to expand rapidly. A huge illusion that looked exactly like him appeared behind him.

"rise!"

With an angry roar, the power of the illusion condensed, and then it raised its arms toward the sky, and its figure began to expand rapidly.

The sound of "buzz" sounded. It was not Guangchengzi who was ringing the bell at this time, but the mountain-moving dharma body that had touched the height of the Soul-falling Bell.

"I don't believe that this broken bell of yours can be infinitely high!"

After saying something angrily, the Dharmakaya behind Yishan suddenly moved, and the Soul-Destroying Bell suddenly shook.

After the blow, Guangchengzi looked at the movement coming from his Soul-Destroying Bell and couldn't help but be stunned, his eyes full of horror.

At this time, he really couldn't understand why he was still able to move the mountain after one of his moves?

The cold light in his eyes flashed away, Guangchengzi held up the spiritual pillar and hit the soul-falling bell hard again. This time, the total output of the Soul-falling Bell is no longer as simple as attacking the soul.

As the sound waves in the big bell spread, many cracks began to appear in Yishan's armor. When his body became shorter, Yishan could barely support his body.