"Why do fellow Taoists from Tiansen Sect come to our Youzhou City late at night?"
Mo Minyi appeared behind Long Buping with a flying sword in hand, and scolded in a sweet voice.
"Hahaha, I'm here to borrow something."
Zhang Hao said carelessly.
"what?"
Knowing the other party's intention, Long Buping still suppressed the anger in his heart and asked.
"The Lost Soul Bell!"
Zhang Hao laughed ferociously.
As soon as these words came out, the monks in Youzhou City all displayed their flying swords as if they were being commanded.
More than a hundred flying swords flashed in the night. Although they were not enough to tear through the darkness, they still showed their strength.
Everyone's attention was focused on Zhang Hao and these uninvited guests, but no one noticed that a middle-aged monk with a dull look appeared in the camp.
Seeing Ru Lin's flying sword, Zhang Hao didn't care at all. He sneered and said: "How about it, borrow it or not?"
“So what if I borrow it, what if I don’t borrow it?”
Long Buping took a deep breath and asked.
Zhang Hao said: "If you borrow it, then everything will be easy.
If you don’t want to borrow it, I’ll have to grab it!”
"Your Majesty, that's such a loud tone. Is this the way the Tiansen Sect behaves?"
Long Buping said angrily.
"Stop talking nonsense to me! Take out the Soul-Destroying Bell quickly, otherwise you will be wiped out in ashes one by one!"
Zhang Hao said impatiently.
"There are only seven of you. Do you really think that the hundreds of disciples in Youzhou City are all clay and wood carvings?"
Long Buping said coldly.
"Hahahaha, how could I come here without any support?"
Zhang Hao suddenly opened the five fingers of his right hand, and a ball of light suddenly illuminated half of the sky.
With a "bang", the light exploded and turned into countless flying shuttles, which densely gathered in the sky above the Youzhou City camp. Each shuttle tip was aimed at a Youzhou City gatekeeper.
The light of the shuttle illuminated the camp in Youzhou City, and every monk's face was pale and bloodless.
Long Buping let out a long sigh in his heart, knowing that the death of Youzhou City has come and there is no way to save him! "Flying Silver Shuttle... Tiansen Sect actually has such a magic weapon and uses it to deal with small sects like us. Should I feel honored?"
?”
Long Buping puffed up his chest and faced the flying shuttles in the sky without fear.
In fact, I'm afraid it's useless, and no one will sympathize with it.
The world of monks is so cruel, you either win or you die! "Hey, for the Lost Soul Bell, it is necessary to use some thunderous means.
Who told you to be ignorant? If you don’t eat the toast, you will be punished with a drink!”
Zhang Hao shouted, "Hurry up and hand over the Lost Soul Bell!"
"If you want it, just use your ability to get it."
Long Buping took a deep breath, and a golden light suddenly flashed in his palm.
A golden bell the size of a palm suddenly appeared in front of him. It grew taller when it saw the wind, and instantly became as tall as a person! The golden light was not weak at all in the face of shuttles flying all over the sky. There were countless tiny inscriptions engraved on the bell and tripod.
The runes form a powerful formation.
"This is the Lost Soul Bell!"
All the monks from the Tiansen Sect were dumbfounded and their mouths were almost drooling.
“It’s indeed a good thing!”
Zhang Hao smiled proudly, "It's a pity that it fell into the hands of you Youzhou City. What a waste of natural resources!"
Even Li Xuan, who was hiding in the crowd, was slightly startled by the aura emanating from the Soul-Destroying Bell. It was indeed a magic weapon obtained from the Demonic Gathering, and it had an unconcealable unruliness.
Long Buping said calmly: "Zhang Hao, are you bullying us, no one in Youzhou City?
The Soul-Destroying Bell is here, come and get it if you don't care about your life."
"Haha, are you trying to scare me?"
Zhang Hao said ferociously, "Can you, who is only in the Golden Core realm, be able to control a magic weapon?
Be careful of the magic weapon's backlash. Not only will it not be able to hit me, it will hit you!"
Zhang Hao was not threatening, but the power of the magic weapon was ever-changing, and it was not something that a Golden Elixir cultivator could fully grasp.
In particular, this Soul-Destroying Bell is a magic weapon that attacks the soul. If it is not controlled well, it may be backfired by the magic weapon, resulting in the loss of the soul.
Long Buping didn't know the dangers involved, but did he have any choice?
If you fight, you may die, if you don’t fight, you will definitely die! As long as those with a little courage know how to choose, in the worst case, they will die together! Seeing that Long Buping was unmoved, Zhang Hao’s expression became solemn.
After all, the Soul-Destroying Bell is a magic weapon, much more powerful than his Flying Silver Shuttle, and should not be underestimated! He winked at the other monks behind him, and the group of people sacrificed their spiritual weapons one after another, and for a moment the light flashed.
It's really pretty.
Li Xuan frowned slightly, he could see that the cultivation level of this group of people was only mediocre, not as good as Long Buping.
Even with the help of Feitian Silver Shuttle, it is not easy to destroy Youzhou City.
"Unless..." Li Xuan's eyes flashed, and his soul scanned the area carefully, and sure enough he found something wrong.
"It turns out to be here."
Li Xuan's eyes fell on the ground in front of Long Buping.
He clearly felt that two extremely weak auras were lurking underground and could strike at any time.
Long Buping took a deep breath, and his spiritual power started to work crazily.
He knew very well that this was a life-and-death battle for Youzhou City. If he lost, he was afraid that the word "Youzhou City" would no longer exist in the world! "You still dare to resist!"
Zhang Hao's expression changed and he muttered something.
After receiving the order, the flying shuttles in the sky let out a shrill roar, shooting down from the sky like raindrops, aiming at Long Buping.
Long Buping turned a blind eye and concentrated all his strength on the Soul Falling Bell.
The lines on the bell and tripod seemed to come alive, crawling up like tadpoles.
Rays of golden light rippled from the Soul-Destroying Bell, and it seemed like it was about to be activated! Seeing the flying shuttles pouring down like a torrential rain, Mo Minyi's face turned pale, she raised her sword, and shouted: "Youzhou disciples, let's defend against the enemy together!"
All the disciples showed signs of madness on the verge of despair, and all the flying swords flew up together, firmly protecting Long Buping.
"Do you think you can protect him this way?"
Zhang Hao screamed wildly, turned his palm over, and pressed it down suddenly.
The flying shuttle crashed down violently and made a crisp "click, click, click" sound when it collided with the flying sword.
The flying swords of all the monks in Youzhou City were all ordinary. They could not withstand the competition, but they were all broken in an instant! The flying swords were blocked by the flying swords, and the flying shuttle made a "buzzing" sound and flew towards Long Buping.
Stab down.
At this critical moment, Long Buping heard a sudden tiger roar, and the soul-destroying bell in front of him also made a "ping" sound! The sound shook the surrounding areas, powerful and domineering, and the golden light spread in all directions with the sound waves.
It turned into a golden shield, blocking all the flying shuttles in the sky! Zhang Hao and others felt as if they were struck by lightning. They were all trembling, with traces of blood dripping from their eyes, ears, nose and mouth. It was obvious that their souls had been damaged.
Everyone in Youzhou City was excited. They thought a disaster was imminent, but the Soul-falling Bell finally burst out with powerful power.
In this way, it is really difficult to judge the outcome.
Mo Minyi couldn't hide the joy on her face and said excitedly: "Brother, thank you..." Before she could finish her words, she saw Long Buping, who had been standing upright, swayed slightly, became unsteady and almost fell down.
Mo Minyi stretched out his hand to support Long Buping, but his hand felt cold.
Her beauty turned pale and she exclaimed: "Brother, what's wrong with you?"
But he saw that Long Buping's face was pale, and black blood was flowing out of his seven orifices. The shape was very scary! "Humph... He just wants to activate the magic weapon with just a golden elixir. It's really overestimating his capabilities."
He was counterattacked by the power of the magic weapon, so he is lucky not to die."
Zhang Hao's cold voice came.
Li Xuan had already guessed this result. With Long Buping's cultivation level, he was unable to control the Soul Falling Bell.
Although he tried his best to injure Zhang Hao and others, he was drained of his spiritual energy. He could be said to have killed eight hundred enemies and lost a thousand to himself! If he tried to be brave again, he would probably be lost without Zhang Hao's actions.
Zhong completely destroyed the soul, never to be reincarnated again! Seeing Long Buping being seriously injured, the glimmer of hope that had just surged in the people of Youzhou City was shattered.
No one panicked, and no one begged for mercy. Everyone gathered together quietly, waiting for the last moment to come.
Long Buping was already furious, but he still pressed his hand on the Soul-Destroying Bell, murmuring: "The Soul-Destroying Bell, the Soul-Destroying Bell, take my flesh, blood, and soul, as long as I let you
If these people are buried with me, I will smile on my way to hell!"
Mo Minyi was shocked, grabbed Long Buping and said: "Are you crazy? You will be wiped out!"
"Let me go...Do I still have a chance to survive?"
Long Buping's eyes were blood red.
"Not only can you not live, but you can't even dream of dying with us."
Zhang Hao burst out laughing, "Two elders, what are you waiting for?"
Following Zhang Hao's sharp shout, the ground beneath the Soul Falling Bell suddenly moved away, and two black shadows jumped out from inside.
These two black figures were like black lightning, one on the left and the other on the right, rushing to the Bell of Lost Souls, and pulled down a large black net bag over their heads.
A sudden change occurred, and before Long Buping and Mo Minyi could react, the two men had already caught the Bell in the net and dragged it back behind Zhang Hao.
No one in Youzhou City had the ability to smelt the Soul-falling Bell, so when it was taken away, there was no resistance, and they just stayed in the net obediently, and the golden light gradually dimmed.
"asshole!"
The dragon's bewildered eyes cracked, and a stream of blood spurted out from his mouth.
Mo Minyi supported Long Buping, his eyes filled with despair.
Once the Lost Soul Bell is lost, Youzhou City will no longer have any hope! "Hey, happy cooperation!"
The two people who emerged from the soil clapped their hands. Both of them were only over three feet tall. They looked like underdeveloped children, but their faces were like those of an old man in his fifties or sixties.
They both look the same, but they are twin brothers.
"It turns out that the soil has its own way...it actually sent two Nascent Soul elders for the Lost Soul Bell. The Tiansen Sect really spent a lot of money."
Long Buping laughed sadly.
"Now that you know our names, you should all kill yourself quickly to save us brothers from doing anything."
The older Tu Youwei said impatiently.
Tu Youdao also helped: "Yeah, yeah, hurry up and kill yourself, it won't be good if our hands are dirty."