The words of "Nine Nether Kings" did not scare Su Yuehan, but instead sneered.

Su Yuehan struggled and said, "This is the third Lingshan Sect in the world. If you appear here for more than one stick of incense, you will definitely be discovered. If you are discovered, you will be dead! With your current power, projecting spiritual consciousness in the world is already the limit, and you cannot compete with these great practitioners at all!"

"Nine Nether Kings" laughed: "Oh? Do you think it's difficult to destroy a person?"

"Nine Nether King" carried Su Yuehan and approached her face, sneered and said, "Tell you, if you don't want him to be destroyed by my own hands, come back obediently! Otherwise, I will kill everyone around you who is close to you!"

After saying that, "Nine Nether King" stared at Su Yuehan with flames in her eyes, "He" smiled, his voice was evil and crazy. Su Yuehan forced herself to prevent her tears from falling, and she stared at "Nine Nether King King" unyieldingly.

At this time, the "Nine Nether Kings" suddenly looked up at the sky, but saw clouds rolling in the sky, and countless white clouds gathered towards them. They were rotating, like a spiral nest, and one eye slowly opened in the center of the spiral nest. After the eyes opened, a dazzling white light emitted. Then the white light quickly scanned every corner of the Lingshan Sect like a radar, and was about to come to Su Yuehan and the others.

"Nine Nether King" sneered: "The old guy reacted very quickly!"

As he said that, the black flames and white eyes in the eyes of "Nine Nether Kings" disappeared instantly. Whether it was Zhao Xiaobao who was controlled in the air or Su Yuehan who was being carried, they could clearly feel a huge force and powerful pressure disappear instantly.

Even at this moment, Zhou Ling fell weakly to the ground. She looked confused and hugged her head with a painful expression. She subconsciously shouted: "What happened! Why is my head so painful!"

Su Yuehan fell to the ground, and she coughed violently, and said a little awkwardly: "You were controlled by the Nine Nether Kings just now! How about it, is this feeling good?"

Zhou Ling looked frightened and his eyes were blank: "Just now, I could hear and see, but... I seemed to be put in a small box, unable to come out or move. I... could not control my body, I could not control my thoughts..."

Su Yuehan sneered: "...you can't even control your destiny! Everything about you is given by the Nine Nether Kings. He can give you strength and give you life again, but he will take away your soul, take away your freedom, and make you become his killing machine!"

Zhou Ling's scattered eyes gradually gathered again. She raised her head again, looked at the figure of Li Chengfeng who was gradually moving away, and gritted her teeth and said, "It is hatred that makes me a demon, and only blood can soothe hatred!"

Su Yuehan once again stopped Zhou Ling. She said firmly, "No! If you really want to take revenge, you shouldn't kill him! Because what he wants to do now is for you, for the innocent lives of more than 1,000 members of the Zhou family, and for the tens of thousands of dead people in Tong'an, he is now seeking death to ring the Tianying Bell that has been silent for hundreds of years!"

"If he is really the culprit who killed you, why would he do this!"

Zhou Ling was stunned, and her eyes looked at Li Chengfeng were filled with suspicion. Then, she regained her murderous intent: "That's because he felt guilty!"

Su Yuehan sneered: "You died of stupidity during your lifetime. I didn't expect that after resurrection, you will still be as stupid as before! You can't even tell who the real murderer is!"

Zhou Ling smiled grimly and said, "Cultivators! All practitioners are murderers!" After that, she stepped forward, and with every step she took, black flames ignited under her feet, following her steps.

Zhao Xiaobao fell to the ground and struggled to get up to support him, but as soon as he rushed over, Zhou Ling waved his hand and wanted to drive him away like an inconspicuous fly.

Zhao Xiaobao fell heavily to the ground, slamming the ground with anger, hating why he was so incompetent and so weak!

Su Yuehan stared at the approaching Zhou Ling. She glanced behind her and said with a sneer: "The spiritual consciousness of the Lingshan Sect who is in seclusion was alarmed by the demonic energy of the Nine Nether Kings. Now he is scanning the entire Lingshan Mountain. If you dare to take action, you will definitely be destroyed by him! Don't think that you are a high-level demon and can do whatever you want. When I was in my heyday, your grandma was still sipping breasts!"

"Let me, a senior demon, tell you that you can't walk three moves in front of the head of the Lingshan Sect!"

Zhou Ling said with a grim smile: "Then I'll try it!"

After saying that, she walked towards Su Yuehan, and the black air in her hand condensed, transformed into a long sword surrounded by black air, and walked towards Su Yuehan.

At this time, Li Chengfeng had already stood on the rooftop.

The Wentian Bell in front of him was one meter away from the ground, so huge that it could accommodate four or five people standing among them. The wooden beams hanging on the Wentian Bell were obviously decayed at this time, and even the Wentian Bell was covered with thick dust. Next to the Wentian Bell, an iron pillar hitting the bell was hanging. The iron pillar was rusty, and the rough patterns on it could only vaguely identify the iron pillar on it. The iron pile was facing the Wentian Bell, silent and solemn.

Li Chengfeng took a deep breath, looked at Wen Tianzhong with complicated eyes, then held the extremely heavy iron pile with both hands, pulled it back slowly, and pulled it up high.

At this moment, the dance music on Tiangu Peak was reaching the top, the poems, music and dance arrangements made by Qianshanxue, as well as the cross-dressing performance that shocked them!

Qianshanxue's character and actions certainly made many of them despise, but such peerless talent shocked them!

The same is true for Zhao Feiyue!

As a person who grew up in the palace, she is naturally not a vulgar person. She naturally admires these songs, dances, and immerses herself in this wonderful atmosphere. At this moment, she even forgot about the terrifying scene of hell in Tongan!

Qianshanxue was also immersed in the singing and dancing. He seemed to have become the general in this moment. He returned to the court with victory, showing off his merits, and expressing his admiration for Zhao Feiyue to everyone without any concealment.

What everyone in the field didn't know was that at this moment, time seemed to have slowed down. On one side was the dazzling white light cast by the spiritual consciousness of the head of the Lingshan Sect. It glanced at the figure chasing Zhou Ling in a carpet-like manner, getting closer and closer.

On one side, Li Chengfeng raised the iron pile high, which drove the air around him, stirring up waves of ripples, and collided towards the ancient and decadent Wentian Bell, getting closer and closer!

At this time, Zhan Qisheng's dance music had reached the highest level. On the stone platform of Tiangufeng, the dancer's red skirt fluttered, the white sleeves were flying, and the drums and music were ringing around him, passionate and generous, the snow danced in the thousands of mountains was agile, and his figure was like a stunning geese swimming in the dragon, attracting everyone's attention, including the two guard monks who had just arrived, all of whom were fascinated by watching it!

Until... Li Chengfeng gritted his teeth, frowned, and hit the heavy iron pile heavily on the huge sky-question bell, making a sound that shook the earth: "Boom!!!"

After hundreds of years... This almost forgotten and corrupt questioning bell that once represented axiom and justice was once again ringed!

This loud and low voice spread far away, shaking the forest birds and soaring into the sky!
Chapter completed!