"What's the matter?" The bell was ringing all over the sky, and it seemed that one of them woke up and roared.

Everyone frowned, and his face became very embarrassed: "the bell seems stronger, more terrible than before. It seems that Chu Yan can borrow the power of the ancient bell."

Zichen's sword curtain was affected by the bell, but it trembled and made him pale. He quickly stepped back and looked at Chuyan coldly: "you really resonated with this ancient clock!"

"So what?" Chu Yan did not deny this time, standing in the ancient bell.

When the bell rings, the emperor dare not move forward.

Mengya is relieved, but the jade hand is still holding tightly. Now the situation is changing too fast. Zichen, Changfeng and the northern Ming Dynasty will not let Chuyan go.

In addition to the Donghuang family, there are also a group of covetous people nearby. Once they have a chance, they may attack them in groups.

"Chu Yan, even if you can control the ancient clock and fight against the emperor of heaven, can you hide in the ancient clock all your life? As long as you come out, you will die immediately. " Changfeng growled.

Chuyan laughs and sweeps at Changfeng: "I don't know when I will die, but now you are going to die."

"Dong!" At this time, Chu Yan's fist blew out, which made the bell vibrate. It turned into a terrible sound wave and rolled down against the long wind.

Changfeng's face changed, he quickly flashed back, but the bell rang faster, and immediately devoured him, so that he spat blood one after another, and his soul was directly torn by the bell.

"Hiss --" all the strong people took a breath of cold air, and a heavenly emperor died like this? Killed by a bell.

"Who's going to keep trying?" To kill Changfeng, Chu Yan didn't have much fluctuation. The other party asked him to die several times. He would never let go of the chance, but now his eyes look around him, and his fighting will not decrease.

But for a moment, no one dares to step forward, including Zichen, who just killed Changfeng. He also feels that the power is too strong to kill people's souls. Even he is not sure that he can resist a blow.

"How to do it, prince?" The people of the purple thunder Dynasty asked in a low voice. Zichen's eyes narrowed slightly: "this ancient clock is too strong. It can kill the emperor of heaven. If you can master it, it's worth the trip. The purple thunder Dynasty will win."

"But now this clock is controlled by this one. It's hard to get it." There is humanity.

"Don't worry. I have informed the emperor that he should be on his way. Now just keep an eye on him so that he can't leave." Purple Chen orders a way.

Everyone nodded, and at this time, not only the purple thunder frenzy, but also several big demons in the beast king hall looked at each other, exchanged opinions and informed the king.

"Chu Yan, the emperor of the northern Ming Dynasty will arrive soon. At that time, you will die." The disciples of the northern Ming Dynasty are fierce.

"It seems that Changfeng's death didn't make you remember too much." Chu Yan coldly said, and then he raised his hand, and the bell rang, and kept roaring to the northern Ming Dynasty, no matter who you are, a bell directly extinguished, and all the people in the northern Ming Dynasty turned pale.

"Back up!" The great powers retreated one after another, far away from the ancient bell, but they did not go far.

Mengya is eager, and she also informs Mengjun, but even so, she is still worried, because she realizes that today's event seems to be more than the collision of the past. There is a divine object in it. In addition, Chu Yan killed many people, and some people have been killed in the northern Ming Dynasty, jianwuya, Donghuang's and purple thunder.

In the twinkling of an eye, Chu Yan was trapped under the ancient bell, surrounded by various powers, and there were people in the sixteen veins of Tianbei, but no one dared to step forward.

Chu YanPan sat under the ancient clock, and he didn't go either. Instead, he was meditating. There was not much difference in the ranking between the soul loving clock and the evergreen tree, and he was good at the way of soul, which was very special.

In a few days, Chu Yan practiced with the sound of a bell and found that his soul was more powerful. He could not help sighing: "it is said that the ancient powerful can make the soul out of the body. Even if the body is destroyed and the soul is immortal, it can live forever. Now it seems that the rumor is true."

Although Chu Yan's soul can't fly out of the body now, it is stronger than ordinary people, and the original spirit is more powerful. In the ancient bell, there is also a very strong spiritual power.

"Death bell method!"

This bell method, with great accomplishment, can transform the ancient bell into a soul, release the bell sound and direct the soul. It is extremely powerful.

"If you can practice this method and fight with others, you can win even if you have a lower level, but by means of soul." Chu Yan said in his heart, "it's true that all the ways are unified. Once you master the way, you will have the means against heaven. As for the so-called path, you just don't understand it."

A few days later, there are many chances to be captured in the ruins, but the most influential one is still the ancient clock.

There were hundreds of people besieged and suppressed by various powers. On this day, there was a terrible storm in the sky. A super strong man came with a sword. He was wearing a long shirt with boundless sword and was arrogant. The monarchy behind him was very overbearing and made the emperors in the wasteland dormant.

"King! It's the king of endless sword. They are the first to arrive. " Others whispered, purple Chen slightly frowned, but in the face of the king, even if he is the prince, also dare not presumptuous.

You should not be humiliated, but the supreme existence of Xinghai. In front of them, any status is in vain.

"Master!" Countless disciples of endless sword walk out and bow their hands. With the support of the king, the momentum is stronger."Where is the ancient god clock you mentioned?" That sword gentleman calm way.

The disciple of sword boundless respectfully said: "huishizun, it's just that the ancient clock is now occupied by a disciple of the demon sect. Now every vein of Tianbei is afraid to get close to it, and the emperor of heaven can't do anything about it. Elder martial brother Changfeng is killed."

"Changfeng is dead?" Jianjun's eyes flashed an idea of erasure. Although Changfeng was not a talented sword with boundless sword, he had a fight with his master and disciples after all. If he died fighting for the ruins, it would be all right. Now he was killed directly by a demon sect disciple, and he was naturally angry.

"Show me!" The sword King's cold way, the sword boundless disciple nodded, and then led the way to the ancient clock.

The ancient clock, standing in the middle of the wasteland, is very obvious. The divine lines on it are prominent, which makes it very extraordinary. When the sword king saw it, he suddenly felt a sense of greed: "it's really an extraordinary treasure!"

Seeing the appearance of the emperor, Chu Yan slowly opened his eyes and became alert. He was not sure how far the ancient clock could reach.

There is an unbridgeable gap between the monarch and the emperor. Some of the top-level arrogant people are invincible when they reach the emperor and break the emperor, but it is impossible for the emperor to kill the monarch.

Although the emperor is not weak, he needs to be humble and respectful in front of the king.

"It's a good clock. I like it, and it will be yours in the future." Jian Jun's calm way is not to discuss at all, but to directly reach out and grab at the ancient clock.

Chu Yan couldn't help frowning, but without waiting for him to open his mouth, the soul obsessed bell immediately sounded.

"Dong!" When the bell rings, it turns into the chant of the dragon, whistling at the sword king.

Everyone was slightly shocked: "this clock is really powerful. Even the king needs to accept the test of nine tones."

"Hum, humble things, want to hurt me too?" The sword King shouts low and cuts out a sword awn at once. Then the sound of the bell keeps ringing, and the light of the sword blows on the soul obsessed clock, which makes the ancient clock tremble wildly.

Under the ancient bell, Chu Yan's face was cold, and he looked up at the sword King: "this clock has recognized me as the master, but the elder hasn't followed my advice, so it's not proper to snatch like this?"

"Now that I have recognized you as the master, I want to, do you have any opinions?" The sword King sneered. In his words, the monarch rolled and formed a floating virtual sword in the void, which surrounded Chu Yan. It seemed that as long as he thought about it, the virtual sword would pierce Chu Yan.

"When the ruins are opened, there is an agreement between the strong and the weak. It's not shameful for the elder to bully my younger generation instead of being surrounded by them." Chu Yan's voice was sharp, and then the heart of the sword turned. Those empty swords trembled and were checked by Chu Yan.

"It's a bit of an idea, but even so, I'm the king. You can't refuse my orders!"

"Ridiculous, what are you? You, too, deserve to command me? " Chu Yan sneered, the other side was too overbearing, so he came here to take the plunder. In this case, he didn't have to be polite. What's more, even if he handed over the ancient bell, would the other side let him go?

At that moment, his blood was burning, and he was familiar with the heart of the ancient bell. The bell kept ringing, turning into a sound wave, which shattered those empty swords.

Everyone's eyes were stunned. This Is it really crazy?

The emperor, the king?

Even with the help of the ancient clock, it's not enough to see the king in front of him. He is absolutely inviolable. His power can be said to be supreme.

"You want to die!" The sword King's eyes were cold. The sword flew out of his feet and suddenly formed a merciless sword curtain. Just one thought made all the emperors tremble and feel a terrible threat.

Mengya's face faded in the distance. She quickly stepped out and stood in front of the sword King: "master, the outer world is the battle of the emperor. Now the master has come here regardless of the agreement. Does he want to break the agreement of the sixteen veins of Tianbei?"

"Who are you?"

"The daughter of Mengjun!" Mengya is extremely arrogant. She also knows that at this moment, she can't feel guilty, otherwise once the other party makes a move, Chuyan will die.

After hearing the word Mengjun, the sword king had some scruples. He looked at Mengya: "I need to give some face to the descendants of Mengjun. In this case, let him hand over the ancient clock. Today, I'll let him die."

Dream Ya Cu eyebrow, the other side although said to give face, but let Chu Yan hand over ancient clock, is it possible?

"But if you practice for a few years more than me, you really think you are more powerful. If you put yourself in the monarch's realm, I'm afraid you'll be a mole ant like being trampled on by others. If you give me a few years, I'll kill you like killing a dog. People like you deserve to bark here?" Sure enough, at this time, Chu Yan's eyes were sharp, and his killing intention became stronger. Then he didn't talk nonsense, and urged the ancient clock with his blood, and a virtual dragon totem appeared behind him.

As for the shock, everyone was speechless.

Crazy, this time it's really crazy.

This time, the other side is not Changfeng, nor Zichen, nor the emperor, but the real king, even if it's just a famous man, who can't be offended.

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