Soul Burial Bell...

This caused the ancient Buddhist clan, the ancient Taoist clan, the ancient dragon clan, and even the Xu Lingzi, Wang Ning, Chu Baixiong, Chongsheng, Mu Shang and other practitioners to change their colors.

This bell has a very old history.

But ancient books have never recorded it in what era it can be traced back.

Even what they know is just a name.

What kind of power does this clock have are unimaginable.

"One bell rings, ten thousand souls are destroyed!"

Many practitioners murmured the words of Emperor Zhu Tian, ​​and their eyes were filled with horror.

Especially the word "burial of soul" is enough to make them panic.

Throughout history, how many strong people have changed their colors when talking about the forbidden area of ​​life and death, let alone them?

Inside the mountains of Wan clans, Lin Yan's eyes were like torches, staring at the soul burial bell, and there was a burning fire in his pupils.

call out!

But at this moment, light flashed and there were many troops of the Giant Witch Clan. Although Lingxi, Feng Ruyin, Yun Mengrou and others guarded here, they were still attacked and killed in. Many cultivators of the Giant Witch Clan had already arrived in front of Lin Yan. Under the billions of troops, everyone in the Heavenly Palace and Tianzong were distracted and exhausted. Even Qian Shang had many people in front of him.

For a moment, Lin Yan had no choice but to take action and fight against the elders who rushed in.

"Lin Yan, even if you are extremely talented, you will also destroy this place today." One of the elders smiled coldly.

The Soul Burial Bell has appeared, and the Giant Witch Clan has completely understood the ending.

Above the sky, Wu Yan's proud look was completely rippling.

This clock is his magic weapon!

This is made of the extremely transcendent material between heaven and earth forged with heavenly fire. If he achieves the position of reincarnation in the future, he can turn this treasure into a real reincarnation weapon, which is enough to prove the strength of this thing.

In an instant, his eyes fell, looking around the bamboo emperor, the son of reincarnation, the mysterious existence, the coffin, the lame old man smiled coldly: "Everyone, be enemies of me, and you will suffer the pain of scattering the soul!"

call out!

After Wu Yan's words fell, the mysterious existence moved first.

He actually wanted to retreat!

And that coffin is the same...

The power of this clock made them quite afraid of it and could not win at all, so they wanted to be separated by a distance.

Unfortunately, Wu Yan did not give them such an opportunity at all.

Under one force, the sound of the soul burial bell suddenly resounded here.

clang!

With one sound, sound waves spread out.

Puff...

In the sky, whether it was the mysterious existence or the son of reincarnation, the strong men in the coffin were spitting out blood. Under the sound wave, they used the reincarnation thing... but this is still the case!

Although the old man with a lame crutch did not vomit blood, his whole body trembled, and he was obviously seriously injured.

Only the Emperor of Bamboo, holding a bamboo in his hand, stood in the sky. Facing these sound waves, he suddenly took action and directly resisted many sound waves with the bamboo forest behind him, but his face turned slightly pale. In the end, he never competed with all sound waves, causing some sound waves to ripple in all directions.

As for below, no matter the human race, demon race, beast race, soul race, heaven and earth creature race, bone race, etc., there were all cultivators roaring in pain. Under everyone's eyes, they saw their souls suddenly cracked, and even the bodies of many cultivators collapsed.

One bell rang, like annihilation in all directions.

There are countless corpses everywhere!

Looking at this scene, even some older and strong men were shocked.

After all, this kind of power was not targeted at them, but at powerful people such as Zhu Tiandi, and even... Zhu Tiandi even took action to stop most of the power.

Even so, it's still the same.

Some geniuses looked pale, and the sound of such bells was simply incredible.

Lingshu, Ge Jing and other talents have only now fought against each other, and their souls are unhindered.

As for some other practitioners, they may still be alive, but they are in great pain and have great damage to their souls.

In addition to the mountains of the Ten Thousand Races, many practitioners also fell in the imperial realm.

One minute fell, and even after a wave, millions of practitioners did not exist.

If this bell is directed at everyone, wouldn’t this bell bell ringing a few times and most of the cultivators have been destroyed in the imperial realm?

Such ancient treasures are simply trembling.

"Hahaha!"

In the sky, Wu Yan laughed loudly, and the laughter rippled, and the miserable scene here turned into two scenes.

At this moment, many practitioners clenched their teeth, and Wu Yan's cruelty was so outrageous to them.

In his eyes, the lives of all races are nothing but grass.

"Ha ha……"

In the giant witch army, voices also arose.

Such laughter was extremely cold and mixed with a strong sarcasm.

But then their laughter came to an abrupt end.

The sound of the soul burial bell was extremely powerful, shattering the souls of countless practitioners, but... Lin Yan and others were safe and sound?

This is simply unimaginable for them.

Swish swish swish swish...

Everyone came with a look of surprise.

In the mountains of Wanli, the practitioners had deep surprise in their eyes.

One is not dead?

This is like a miracle!

The practitioners of the Heavenly Palace, the Tianzong, and even the Medicine Clan, the Stone Clan, the Lin Clan, the Yuanxiao Clan and other forces stand here.

Their pupils emit a firm look...

What?

Above the sky, Wu Yan's expression also condensed.

There was a look of surprise in his eyes.

The power of the Soul Burial Bell is full of confidence. Even if there is a ripple, it can hide millions of corpses, but now he stares at Lin Yan and others and has extreme suspicion.

boom!

For a moment, Wu Yan's face turned cold and he wanted to activate the Soul Burial Bell again.

Buzz...

At this moment, the bamboo forest instantly grew bigger, lingering in half the sky, directly covering Wu Yan's body.

In an instant, bamboos emerged and rose up, heading towards Wu Yan like arrows, making it impossible to activate the soul burial bell.

"Haha, even if you act like this, you can only stop me for a hundred breaths at most." Wu Yan sneered.

After a hundred breaths, he still had a gap to activate the bell.

Hundred breaths...

Inside the Wanli Mountain, Lin Yan's face was extremely cold.

But, enough!

Buzz...

He looked at the elder of the giant witch clan beside him, took out the Tianxuan Sword directly, and then suddenly cut off.

"Hundred breaths?"

And in the Wanqi Mountain, many practitioners looked extremely pale.

The bell just now almost destroyed them.

After a hundred breaths, the bell will ring through the world again. Wouldn't the mountains of all races be subjected to more powerful destruction?

At this moment, they wanted to escape.

However, a powerful force rippled down from the sky, lingering the mountains of all races inside. This was the breath of Wu Yan.

Feeling this power, the practitioners present suddenly showed a bitter smile.

Want to leave? It's completely impossible!

After a hundred breaths, when the bell rings again, it will become their burial bell!
Chapter completed!