Chapter 601

At the bottom of the Donghuang bell, a huge black hole appears, and endless suction spreads out, with a thrilling smell.

With the tearing of this great force, we can see that thousands of wax corpses are pulled into it one by one under the water.

"Go!"

At this time, there is no need for the ferry to remind. Ye Chong has been urged to shrink into inches. The Shennong ding on his head quickly retreats in the opposite direction. He doesn't want to be sucked into the Donghuang bell for no reason.

However, even with Ye Chong's strength at the moment, he still couldn't get rid of this huge suction. The suction spread from the Eastern Emperor's bell had a strange magic, directly dissolved Ye Chong's spiritual power, and then sucked him in together with the Shennong ding on his head.

"Bang -"

Ye Chong's body fell heavily on a bronze ground. There was endless emptiness around. There was an unspeakable silence. Everything nearby seemed faint and invisible.

The Shennong tripod, which was originally suspended on Ye Chong's head, seems to have lost all spirituality at the moment. No matter how ye Chong urges it, it's useless. Even the moon running sword has lost the power of the Jidao holy soldier. After ye Chong tried for a moment, he can only turn his mouth and collect these two things into the spiritual sea of Dantian.

"Hey, xiaolun, won't you hang up too?" Ye heaved a sigh. Even he couldn't understand why he was so unlucky and inexplicably became this situation.

"Don't worry, Lord Lun, I'm unparalleled in the world. The four wastelands have left footprints. How can I be destroyed in such a small place? Although the Eastern Emperor bell is powerful, it's still impossible to suppress Lord Lun. Lord Lun, I'll have to cross the eight wastelands and Six Harmonies in the future. How can I fall here." xiaolun glowed slightly in the center of Ye Chong's eyebrows, but his tone was also weak, Obviously, I'll hang up at any time.

"Can you still blow before this time? Come on, tell us what's going on now?" Ye Chong had a big head.

"Lord Lun, I don't know why, but it's probably not that the Donghuang bell is getting angry, but that some special prohibition has been started. We're probably unlucky to get involved in it. If so, there may be a glimmer of vitality... However, it's hard to say. After all, this is the interior of the Donghuang bell, which is the most precious Donghuang bell in the East wasteland. It's said that this thing is even the best in legend The fairies can suppress us. It's really no different from killing ants. "Xiaolun was serious once, but his voice was still weak. Obviously, it was suppressed to the extreme at the moment.

"What shall we do now?" Ye shrugged again, very speechless.

"What else can I do? I can only look around. I can't wait to die here. Xiao Yezhong, you're a peerless genius. You're destined to hit the Ninth Heaven in the future. Don't hang up here. Lord Lun, whether I can shine in the future depends on your performance today." Xiao Lun reminded me.

"Is there so much nonsense..." Ye Chong became more and more speechless. At the same time, his heart was heavy. He knew that most of the time was extremely troublesome, otherwise he wouldn't be so with the temperament of xiaolun.

After pondering for a moment, ye Chong chose a direction and walked slowly. There was a faint haze around. I couldn't see the distance ahead. I could only vaguely perceive it from the echo. It was a huge and empty space. It was difficult to know how big it was. This kind of place is more strange than the underground space where it was just now, full of an unknown and strange smell.

"Click -"

Suddenly, a burst of cracking sound came from under Ye Chong's feet, as if he stepped on something. Ye Chong stopped and squatted down to look at it for a moment, but a different color appeared in his eyes.

This is a snow-white skeleton, which is broken everywhere, but you can vaguely see a human shape. There are some damaged instruments around the skeleton. It looks like it may be an imitation of some Jidao holy soldier, or even the Jidao holy soldier itself. It's just that this thing has been broken at the moment. It's just like the skeleton. With a slight touch, it's directly turned into powder on the ground.

"This man is very extraordinary. He was at least an emperor before his death, and he is likely to be an emperor who has great hope of entering the realm of saints. Such a person will never be unknown in the four wastelands, but he died here unexpectedly! Moreover, most of his years have been extremely long." xiaolun's voice was also surprised, as if he saw something.

Ye nodded emphatically. No matter why the strong man died here, he must find out. Otherwise, it is likely that the end of the dead strong man will be his end.

Ye Chong squatted down, gently pushed away the bone powder and watched carefully.

A moment later, ye Chong's pupil contracted and saw several handwriting at the original right hand position of the skeleton. These handwriting seemed to be written by the strong man in front of him with his whole body. Although it was not written with blood, it left shallow traces on the bronze ground. But between the faint word marks, there is a kind of reluctance and resentment.

"Where to find the fairy trail, where to ask the fairy Road, there can be immortals in the world!"

In just three sentences and fifteen words, there is an unspeakable charm. People can understand the regret, unwillingness and resentment in this person's heart just by seeing it.

Even if there is no speculation about xiaolun before, ye Chong can see at the moment that such a person must be a strong man before endless years. It is a pity that such a strong man, in the end of looking for the immortal Road, embarked on such a way home and was unwilling to die.

"It is rumored that the Donghuang bell, the most precious treasure in the East wasteland, is related to immortals. It seems that if it is true, otherwise this person will not come here to look for immortals. Unfortunately, he failed when he was dying." xiaolun's voice is also full of exclamation. Although he is not one of the creatures, strictly speaking, it belongs to a trace of God contained in the same complete treasure, but because of this, It has been in the world for endless years before it can realize the helplessness of these unparalleled strong people.

Ye Chong shook his head and didn't say much. The word "immortal" has been in contact with him recently, whether in the small world of Sun Essence stone or the place of immortal burial, but he knows that this word is too far away from himself.

However, for the martial arts in the world, this word represents everything. In ancient times, I don't know how many Tianjiao and Renjie. At the end of cultivation, they all become immortals and end up depressed.

According to legend, strong as the eastern Heavenly Emperor, Qing Di, ascended the fairyland and fought the immortal road in his later years. So far, no one in the world knows his ending, leaving only an ethereal legend.

It is difficult to cultivate martial arts, and it is even more difficult to become a fairy road.

After sighing silently, ye Zhong recognized a direction and continued to walk towards the front. Soon after, he found another skeleton. The skeleton kept sitting in a sitting posture and seemed to be silently calculating something, but half of the time, it had passed away and his heart was full of loneliness.

This time, ye Zhong didn't approach and turned the bones into powder. Instead, he squatted down carefully in the distance and identified them carefully.

Soon, in front of the corpse, ye Chong saw a few words. These words were written in dark blood. Up to now, they have dried up, but he can still see how unwilling the people who wrote these words that day were.

"What is an immortal?"

Although there are only three words, these three words speak of endless despair and unwillingness.

After reading for a moment, ye Chong found that there were three small characters behind these three words, xuantianji.

"I gather together, xuantianji. This is the leader of Tianji Pavilion 20000 years ago. He is a real peerless figure in the world. He is truly invincible in the four wastelands. It is said that he has even broken through the realm of saints in his later years, but such a figure has finally fallen here?" xiaolun lost his voice. He is well-informed, not comparable to Ye Chong, but he is also very surprised at the moment. If it wasn't a broken wheel, it would have been stunned at the moment.

"The former leader of Tianji Pavilion also fell here?" Ye Zhong sighed very much, because he had been hacked by Tianji Pavilion and understood how noble the contemporary leader Tianji old man was in the four wastelands. Naturally, he knew how powerful xuantianji should have been in those years, but he also died here.

"Isn't the Eastern imperial bell a place for immortal burial? Why so many strong people have died here." Ye Chong is very speechless, which is a very bad omen. He is not ready to find a fairy fate by himself. If he dies here inexplicably like these great people, he is the real injustice.

Xiaolun is also very speechless. If anyone comes to such a place, he should be very excited. But ye Chong was not excited at all, but very helpless: "keep going. It is estimated that there are many similar strong people in it."

"It's a pity that even if these strong men left something, they lost their meaning under the power of years. Otherwise, they might really find some magical powers." Ye Zhong is a pity.

Next, ye Chong walked all the way. In just half an hour, he saw at least more than 50 bones. Most of these bones died with reluctance, not even a word left. According to xiaolun, any of the nearly ten people who left their names were unparalleled in the world. This is very impressive, and it is hard to imagine how many once strong people are buried here.

"Is it really so difficult to become an immortal? It's just a glimmer of possibility. It makes so many unparalleled strong moths fly to the fire." when he saw the end, ye Chong felt something and couldn't help sighing.