Chapter 888

Joke!

She was a practitioner in the period of leaving the body. If she had not been supplemented by the miraculous elixir, she would have been sucked into the body by the bell. The highest cultivation of Fengyun Zong in recent years, that is, the later period of Yuanying, would not have been able to control it.

In the case of Fengzhi's total neglect of aura, it took a few hours for the bell to strike, and finally there was a trend of being fed, and the speed of absorbing Reiki gradually slowed down.

Feng Zhi also breathed a sigh.

It's not that she can't afford it. She's just worried that if she spends too much time on this clock, it will affect her future plans.

At this time, the bell struck and stopped absorbing aura from Phoenix.

And then

The bell that occupied the pavilion suddenly broke away from the rope made of unknown material that hung it in the pavilion. The whole bell was suspended in the air. When the bell vibrated, it made a dull sound.

Dong

Probably because there has been no sound for a long time, the first sound of the bell seems to be a little sluggish.

Dong Dong Dong Dong

Then there were several more bells.

Fengzhi found that every time the bell sounded, the bell would be smaller. After nine consecutive rings, the bell, which was larger than several Fengzhi, turned into one

Little bell?

When the bell turned into a small bell, the original dull bell was never heard again.

The little bell was suspended in the air as if it had been held up by something.

Feng Zhi looked at the little bell and didn't reach for it at the first time.

Then, the little bell was probably in a hurry. When Feng couldn't come to take it, it flew directly towards Feng. When it reached Feng's hand, it had a slightly sharp edge and scratched lightly on the index finger of Feng Zhi's right hand.

Fengzhi's body has undergone two times of the tempering of the thunder. Compared with the dragon clan, which is famous for its strong body, Fengzhi's ordinary sword will not leave any impression on her skin. However, with such a gentle stroke on the edge of the small bell, a small wound suddenly appeared on her index finger, and a drop of blood with gold in red was thus from there It's seeping out of the wound.

Xiaolingdang is like beating chicken blood. It sticks tightly to the wound of Fengzhi and absorbs the drop of blood directly.

At this time, the wound on Fengzhi's index finger was completely healed, and there was no trace of wound at any point.

After xiaolingdang absorbed the blood of Fengzhi, Fengzhi suddenly had more control over the little bell and knew how to control the little bell more easily.

She put the bell in her palm and whispered, "ring the clock, strike the sky It's very much in line with the name. "

Later, Fengzhi pulled out the sword of killing immortal.

At the moment when the sword came out of the scabbard, the bell struck like a natural enemy. It shook nervously and made a clear sound.

This crisp voice doesn't sound any lethal, but under this crisp voice, the pavilion, which has held the bell ringing for unknown years, is directly turned into ashes, which directly turns Fengzhi into dust.

Not only the octagonal pavilion, but also the huge stone below turned into fly ash in an instant.

The power of the bell can be seen from this.

This is still the effect that no one needs to drive. If Feng Zhi, the master, takes the initiative to use it and changes back to a clock as big as before, what kind of effect will it have

Feng to faintly feel that she seems to have a wonderful thing.

At this time, under the sound of the bell, the sword of killing immortal also began to hum.

The flowers floated out from the sword of killing immortals, and looked at the bell ringing like a great enemy. "Ma Ma Ma, what is this thing?"

"This is the bell strike." Feng Zhi Dao.

She doesn't know what it is to ring the sky clock, but she is now the sword spirit who kills the immortal sword. She knows by instinct that ringing the clock will threaten her.

With a sword and a bell, no one will let the confrontation rise.

Feng Zhi reached for a virtual pat on the head of each flower and said with a smile, "Duoduo, you are the elder sister. This little bell will be in your charge after that. If it does something wrong, just let go of your hand and beat it..."

Only then did the blossoms get happy, and their eyes bent with laughter.

She squeezed her eyes toward the small bell. "Do you hear me? Ma Ma Ma says I'm my sister. If you don't listen to me, you dare to make a big noise with me. I'll beat you up!"

As the flowers spoke, the killing fairy sword, which was originally floating in the air, also moved for a moment. The bright sword body and the cool breath sent out by the sword made the little bell shrink for a moment.

Feng Zhi was amused.

She thought about it, but she thought of how to place the little bell.

I caught the killing fairy sword. There was a small hole on the handle of the sword. It was reserved to hang the spike of the sword, but it was never used before.Feng Zhi took out a very tough silk from the space and hung the small bell on the sword of killing immortals.

In this way, a sword and a bell are connected in this way.

Feng Zhi took hold of the sword and waved it gently. The sound of the bell sounded in her ears, and then something was turning into a piece of fly ash.

She shook her head. "It seems that the little bell can't be used more."

Then put the sword into the scabbard.

I don't know if I heard Feng Zhi's words. After that, the little bell didn't make any sound, just like this is just a bell that can't make any sound at all.

After taking the little bell, Fengzhi went back to Fengyun Zong again.

Just fell to the ground, Feng Zhenren came over a little nervously, "Lord, are you ok?"

The nine bells that had been sounded before were clearly heard by Fengyun Zong.

But immortal Feng knows how powerful it is to strike the bell in the classics left by Fengyun Zong, and how can he not worry about Fengzhi.

Feng Zhi shook her head, and then pointed to the small bell that she had hung on the sword of killing immortals. "Here, this is the bell ringing. Maybe you can't recognize it now."

Feng Zhenren then looked at Feng to his waist.

When he saw the little bell, his eyes were wide and round, "is this the bell ringing?"

It's like seeing the Arabian Nights.

Feng to nod, "absolutely such as fake change."

Feng Zhenren was stunned for a while and finally accepted the fact. He knew that Feng had no reason to cheat him with such a thing.

"The Lord is really blessed, so he will take the bell." Feng Zhenren's tone is sincere.

Obviously, he really wanted Feng Zhihao, and those people who would like to live on Fengzhi in the future would be better off.

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