The magic weapon is gone, and you still want to destroy our Qingyun Sect?
Use your head?"
"It seems that the so-called water tribe are just mediocre. None of them can be our sect leader's opponent."
Everyone in Qingyun Sect was very excited.
This wave of enemies had great reputations before, and they seemed to be powerful, but as soon as they started fighting with Yang Yifei, all their secrets were revealed.
All are vulnerable.
"This Black Dragon King's strength isn't that great either. We're sorry for expecting him so much."
There are also many people talking about it on the Internet.
"First it was the God of Light, then the Lord of the Blood Clan, and now there is the Black Dragon King. Each seems stronger than the other, but when they fight, they seem to be weaker than the other. I am speechless."
"It's not that they are weak, it's that Yang Yifei is strong.
It seems that Lord Saint is right. No one can force Yang Yifei to use his full strength. Whenever you think that his strength is the same, you will doubt your judgment next time.
This happens every time, and anyone who estimates his strength will have a very painful face."
Someone said solemnly.
Many people responded and agreed.
"I feel like when he is fishing, he always exerts the same amount of power, making people think that if he is stronger, he will definitely be able to defeat him, but in the end he still loses completely."
"No.
This is how the Lord of the Blood Tribe died, and the new God of Light has not dared to show his face until now. Only these fools from the Water Tribe thought they were right, so they ran ashore, and now their heads are bruised and bloody."
"Some people may seem very upright, but in fact, they are very dark-hearted..." Many people were making fun of them.
Even if the Black Dragon King is not online, he can still know what everyone is saying about him at this time.
His face was dark and he said in a sinister voice: "You really don't want to pay it back?"
Yang Yifei refined twenty-four Dinghai Divine Pearls into a bead chain and threw it to Hu Xueyue: "I'll reward you."
Hu Xueyue was overjoyed and said quickly: "Thank you sir."
She happily put the bead necklace on her hand. The blue beads contrasted with the white wrist, which was very beautiful.
When Yang Yifei takes back her spiritual consciousness in the future and lets her practice it, she can use it freely.
The other girls were very envious.
Yang Yifei felt a little guilty for a moment.
It seems that I haven't given them the gifts that men and women should give normally.
The Dinghai Divine Pearl was given to Hu Xueyue because she had flaws in her skills and was currently not strong enough to protect herself.
"asshole!"
Seeing this scene, the Black Dragon King was extremely angry: "Are you provoking our Black Dragon Palace? Do you want to fight to the death with our Black Dragon Palace?"
Yang Yifei sighed: "That old dragon has lived for ten thousand years, and yet he gave birth to an idiot like you?"
The Black Dragon King has already arrived at the Qingyun Gate, and has been determined to seize Yang Yifei's inheritance.
If he says such things now, he is just making people laugh.
Sure enough, Long Yu and other water monsters next to them had sneers on their faces, but they only disappeared briefly.
"Your Excellency, Black Dragon King, this guy is awesome. Why don't we go back first and ask the old Dragon King to take action to vent your anger."
Long Yu said deliberately.
The Black Dragon King is proud and arrogant, and has always considered himself to be the most powerful person in the sea besides the old Black Dragon. How could he tolerate Long Yu's words?
Sure enough, upon hearing this, the Black Dragon King was so angry that he flew into a rage, and thunder and lightning even flashed above his head.
"My grandfather is in retreat. There is no need to disturb him for this little matter."
The Black Dragon King said coldly: "I can kill a mere human being with my backhand."
"cut."
Xue Chuqing said disdainfully: "You can knock someone down with just one punch, so you have the nerve to talk nonsense."
"Bad maid."
The Black Dragon King said angrily: "When I kill that kid and take you back to the Dragon Palace, I will definitely let you taste the power of our dragon men. I will kill you to death."
"Ah."
Xue Chuqing showed no signs of weakness and sneered: "Then you must be able to survive in the hands of my husband."
"snort!"
The Black Dragon King snorted coldly and said: "Although the Dinghai Divine Pearl is good, there are many treasures in our Black Dragon Palace that are not inferior to it.
Today, let me open your eyes, you bunch of land bumpkins."
The Black Dragon King took out another fist-sized bell, held it in the air, and flicked it with his fingers.
Boom... the sound of the bell is long and lingering, like the morning bell in the temple, expressing the meaning of Zen, and like the roar of gods and demons, deafening and enlightening.
The weaklings nearby screamed, raised their heads and fell down.
Their orifices were bleeding, their eyes were blurred, and they were obviously shaken out of their souls.
Long Yu and other water demons also quickly retreated, with fear in their eyes.
Yang Yifei raised his eyebrows.
This bell, like Sangdai Meng's Soul Falling Bell, is a magic weapon for attacking the soul.
"Ah..." Someone in Qingyun Sect screamed, unable to block the attack of the bell, several fell down on the spot.
Chen Yanfei and others rushed to treat them. Fortunately, those who dared to walk out of the mountain gate were all strong. Although their souls were scattered, their lives were not in danger.
"Hmph, this bell is a magic weapon passed down from my grandfather, specifically for the soul, the Bell of Desolation.
No matter how powerful you are, as long as you are shaken by my bell, your soul will be shattered."
The Black Dragon King said proudly: "You are strong in strength, but your soul is definitely not strong.
Hand over my treasure and your inheritance, swear allegiance to me, and spare your life.
Otherwise, your soul will be shattered and your body and soul will be destroyed."
"It's over, how come he has such a magic weapon?"
"Who can stop such a treasure?"
"It seems that in today's battle, the Shui Tribe will win."
Many people sighed.
Although they didn't have a good impression of Yang Yifei, after all, the Black Dragon King and others were all water tribes and were born to be on the opposite side.
Everyone in Qingyun Sect also looked at Yang Yifei worriedly.
"The soul is scattered, the body and spirit are destroyed?
?”
Yang Yifei smiled contemptuously and said, "You can try to see if you can make me lose my soul."
"If you are stubborn, go to hell!"
The Black Dragon King activated the small bell, which instantly turned into a large bell as tall as a person. He held it with both hands, pointed it at Yang Yifei, and struck it violently.
When... when... when... the sound of the bell is long, and the bell wave is invisible, specifically attacking the enemy's soul.
Although most of the sound waves flew towards Yang Yifei, some of them scattered.
Everyone in the Qingyun Sect quickly retreated inside the door and activated the formation protection. Long Yu and other water demons also quickly retreated again.
It only hurt those who followed, no one cared about them, and their souls were all shaken to the sound of the bell, leaving only their bodies.
Everyone looked nervously.
Yang Yifei stood proudly in the air with his hands behind his back, wearing a green shirt and hunting in the wind.
The invisible bell invaded the space of the sea of consciousness and turned into visible sound waves, rushing towards Yang Yifei's soul.
As long as his soul is washed away by this sound wave, Yang Yifei will definitely die even if he has great abilities.
"My heart is eternal and immovable as a mountain."
Yang Yifei's soul made a seal with both hands, and the figure sitting there suddenly grew taller, like a majestic sacred mountain, and despite the vicissitudes of the sea, I remained motionless as the years passed by.
Not to mention the mere breeze blowing, not even a particle of dust could be blown up.
Immovable as a Mountain Seal! Casting this seal can make the soul as tough as a sacred mountain, and nothing can break it.
"This clock of yours doesn't seem to be very good."
Standing among the bells, Yang Yifei said leisurely.