While he was talking to himself, a loud bell rang throughout the world again. As the sound of the bell came out, Ruan Hewu's heart sank and he almost collapsed. "Why bother?"
A soft sigh came from Ruan Hewu's mouth, which made Ruan Ruyu next to him very strange. He didn't understand why his elder brother said this. As the owner of the Soul-Calming Bell, he already knew the Soul-Calming Bell quite well after studying it for so long.
He knew that when his cultivation reached a certain level, he could show the full strength of the Soul Suppression Bell, just like Leng Xuan now, presenting the Soul Suppression Bell's body to the eyes of the world. However, any powerful
Every spiritual weapon has its own uniqueness. The uniqueness of the Soul-Suppressing Bell is its Seven Absolute Bells. As its name suggests, the Seven Absolute Bells have seven rings in total, and each ring contains infinite power. This power is not
It fell on the blood demon, but was added to Tang Qian's body, making him stronger. The further the Qijue Bell goes, the stronger the power it gives, almost increasing at a terrifying speed several times.
.Because of this, Tang Qian’s sword was able to injure the blood demon. What’s even more perverted about the Soul-Suppressing Bell is that when the Qi Jue comes out, it suppresses the soul and locks the god. Soul-suppressing, it suppresses the human mind. Locking the God, locking the soul
It is human consciousness. When all the Seven Jue Bells are ringing, the target of the soul-suppressing bell will lose their consciousness. This effect does not last long, only ten seconds. However, for a duel between strong men, other people will lose their consciousness.
Say ten seconds, even one second is enough to determine the winner.
What's more, Tang Qian still possesses the strength enhanced by the Seven Jue Bells. Therefore, when the Blood Demon's body completely lost control, Tang Qian raised the demon knife in his hand without any hesitation and slashed straight at the Blood Demon's Tianling Cap.
One sword... two swords... three swords... In just ten seconds, Tang Qian slashed fifty-six swords in succession, which was already his limit. Of these fifty-six swords, not one of them was deflected.
It fell on the blood demon's body. Reflecting the blood-red light of the demon knife, blood marks suddenly appeared on the surface of the blood demon's skin. It looked like a radish being evenly cut into dozens of pieces. With a sound
With blood spurting out from the blood, the Blood Demon's body suddenly exploded, turning into a rain of blood all over the sky, like drizzle, falling from the sky. However, just as the Blood Demon's body exploded, a faint sound
The bloody light suddenly rushed out and flew away into the distance. Tang Qian knew that it was the escaped soul of the Blood Demon. For this, he knew very well that he could not kill the Blood Demon with his own methods. Otherwise, he could not kill the Blood Demon.
If so, the other party is no longer a blood demon.
Although he was a little disappointed, he was already very satisfied with being able to force the Blood Demon back. Looking at the soul-suppressing bell standing in mid-air not far away, the corners of Tang Qian's lips twitched, and he didn't know what he wanted to express.
What do you mean? He knew that being able to defeat the Blood Demon today was completely dependent on that young man. If it weren't for his weird methods, he would have no chance of hurting the Blood Demon. Thinking of this, Tang Qian opened his mouth and was about to say something.
What. But, a sharp pain suddenly surged out from his Dantian. In the blink of an eye, the pain spread throughout his body along his meridians. Before he could even make a sound, Tang Qian's body fell from the air.