Break through the Han Mountain chain!" Su Ming did not look back, but the sound of the ancient bell fell in front of him again in Yingnian, and struck the nineteenth bell!
The bells rang together, the ripples echoed, the rocks rolled, and the mountain turtle behind the sky once again let out a sharp roar.
"Nineteen sounds! How much will he sound? Where is his limit!"[]
"Does he want to break through the Hanshan Chain? If he is injured while ringing this bell, breaking into the Hanshan Chain is like courting death!"
"This person is acting arrogantly. You can see that someone from Yanchi has arrived, but he still sounded the nineteenth tone when he answered!"
The sound of discussion was like a strong wind, echoing around. At the same time, the old man from Yanchi tribe took a deep look at Su Ming, took out a token from his arms, and threw it towards Su Ming.
"According to the order of the clan leader, I recognize your qualifications to enter the Han Mountain Chain. I, the Yanchi tribe, look forward to your arrival!"
Seeing Su Ming take the token, the old man turned around, turned into a rainbow and galloped away, heading straight to Yan Chifeng to recover.
The silent people on the three mountain peaks could no longer remain silent. After the Yanchi tribe, there was also a Changhong roaring from the Andong mountain peak. The man in the Changhong was none other than the war leader!
He came in person and approached Hanshan Mountain at great speed. His appearance was immediately noticed by the crowd around him.
"Head of the battle in the Andong region!"
"He came in person!"
"Of course he is coming, this is the man who can ring nineteen bells!"
Anton's head was approaching. He did not stand in mid-air. Instead, he came down and stood ten feet away from Su Ming. He looked at Su Ming. His eyes flickered. After a long time, he clasped his fists and bowed to Su Ming.
"By order of Duke Man, I recognize your qualifications to break into the Han Mountain Chain. I, Anton, look forward to your arrival!" With that said, War Leader Anton took out the token and gave it out respectfully. He gave Su Ming a meaningful look and turned around.
gallop.
He recognized the person in front of him, it was Mo Su!
But he didn't want to offend this person, especially when he felt that Mo Su's aura was surprisingly similar to Sima Xin's, which gave him a guess, and he was even more reluctant to offend him.
“The only difference between the three is Puqiang!”
"Logically speaking, it's time for someone from the Puqiang tribe to come."
"It's a pity that once someone from Puqiang comes, this mysterious trespasser of the Hanshan chain will probably stop ringing, and the third ferocious beast on the ancient clock of Hanshan will still not be seen."
Su Ming stood next to the ancient clock and did not strike it again. He could feel that the counter-shock force on the ancient clock was getting stronger and stronger. The twentieth stroke was by no means simple. Once struck, the reaction would be
The force of the shock will affect him.
Time passed, and in the blink of an eye, only one stick of incense was burned. During this time, more and more people were around. In the end, almost everyone except those who could not enter the third floor came here.
Those eyes were focused on Su Ming and lingered for a long time, as if they wanted to penetrate his bamboo hat with his black robe to see clearly what he looked like and who he really was!
"It has sounded nineteen times. If he can break through the Hanshan Chain, his reputation will be as high as the sun. It is not impossible to enter the Tianhan Sect!"
"There is no need for this, he is already famous now!"
"I wonder why no one from the Puqiang tribe has come yet?" There was a buzz of discussion, and many people sometimes cast their eyes on the black mist-shrouded peaks of the Puqiang tribe.
Su Ming frowned slightly. He waited for a stick of incense, but the Puqiang tribe remained silent.
"I have very little contact with the Pu Qiang tribe and don't know much about this tribe, but I can feel that this tribe is very mysterious..." Su Ming raised his head and glanced at the Pu Qiang tribe's peak. The mountain was very foggy and full of death.
the taste of.
After waiting for a while, people around him gradually noticed something was wrong and looked towards the Puqiang Mountain Peak one after another. Even the heads of Yanchibu and An Dongbu also set their sights on Puqiang.
"Take advantage of the situation to gain prestige!" Su Ming had a chill in his eyes as he stared at the Pu Qiang mountain peak. He vaguely guessed the Pu Qiang tribe's intention, which was to take this opportunity to show the mystery and majesty of his tribe without giving the token.
The more Pu Qiang remained silent at this moment, the more he would attract attention. They would not refuse to give him this token, but they would deliberately make Su Ming wait for a while to achieve their goal of promoting themselves.
"Pu Qiang tribe, it's a bit too much." On Yanchi Peak, Yan Luan retracted his gaze towards Pu Qiang Mountain and spoke calmly.
The same words came from the mouth of Manggong from the east of An.
At this moment, suddenly the black mist on the mountain peak of Puqiang tribe started to tumble, and a person walked out from it. This person was wearing a black robe, with an unruly expression, and came straight to Hanshan City. In the middle of Hanshan Mountain, he looked down
He glanced at Su Ming beside the ancient clock below.
"Mr. Man has not come out of seclusion, please excuse me for waiting a little longer."
As soon as these words came out, the crowd around him immediately fell silent, and all their eyes fell on Su Ming.
Su Ming remained silent, his face hidden under the bamboo hat and black robe. Others could not see his gloomy face, but they could feel that there was a chill condensing on Su Ming's body at this moment.
"Retreat, then just wake it up." Su Ming's hoarse voice echoed. This was the first time he spoke out when he came here. The moment he spoke, Su Ming raised his right hand fiercely.
, a punch landed on the ancient bell.
Boom!
Twentieth!
The ancient bell shook violently and swayed backwards under Su Ming's punch. The strong sound surpassed the sound of all the previous bells and swirled around the world, spreading to all directions. The second
Eleven bells tolled, followed by earth-shattering news!
Su Ming suddenly raised his head, his eyes showing shock. His body was influxed by the force of the backlash, and he took a few steps back. His bamboo hat shattered with a bang, but his black robe still covered his face, and outsiders still could not see it.
arrive.
"How could this happen..." Su Ming was shocked.
The sound of these two bells merged together, like a roar, spreading over the Hanshan City, turning into ripples and sweeping across it. At the same time, not only did the rain stop, but even the mountain turtle behind the sky was shaken, and both hands were shaken.
His eyes showed a strange light, and he roared.
The direction of its roar was surprisingly... it was Puqiang Peak!
With its roar and the fusion of the two bells, the two sounds turned into one, coming out of nothingness, like some mysterious being from a distant place, transmitting a message that did not belong to this place.
The sound of heaven and earth.
"Han..."
This sound sounded like a bell, and like the roar of a turtle. It sounded vague, but the moment it came out, there was a shocking roar in the black fog of Puqiang Peak, and I saw the black fog that enveloped the entire mountain peak.
Unexpectedly, at this sound, it exploded directly, forming countless black threads that rolled back, making the Puqiang Mountain rare and exposed most of it that had always been hidden under the mist!
This sudden change shocked the people around them, and they fell into deathly silence in shock. They didn't know what happened, and they didn't know why the bell ringing this time had such amazing power.
The power contained in the fused voice just now was able to defeat most of the Puqiang tribe's mountain-protecting power!
In the silence all around, the man in black from Puchiang was stunned in the air, his expression showed disbelief, and even a sense of fear.
On Yanchi Peak, Yan Luan's eyes widened suddenly, and her body trembled for the first time. Her expression kept changing, her breathing became rapid, and she stared at Hanshan City.
"He...he actually activated the power of the Hanshan Bell!!"
At the same time, the eyes of Han Feizi, who was also on this peak, flickered with light. When he felt this power, his mind was shaken. At this moment, without thinking, he swayed, white clouds rose under his feet, and he headed straight from Yanchi Peak to Hanshan Mountain.
She wanted to see if this person was the Mo Su she was waiting for!
On the Andong Mountain Peak, Anton Manggong originally looked calm, but at this moment, his pupils shrank, and he suddenly stood up, staring at the Han Mountain Peak, taking a breath, and a strong light appeared in his eyes.
"I have long thought that he is very similar to Lord Sima. Lord Sima used the power of Hanshan to gain fortune, and Mosu did the same!
Hanshan Bell, Hanshan Bell... You have existed in Hanshan for countless years. Even the ancestors of Hanshan could not obtain your inheritance. For countless years, only Lord Sima of that year has received part of the inheritance. Now, this
Mosu..."
On Anton Peak, Han Cangzi clenched her fists, her beautiful eyes showing excitement. She knew that she made the right choice this time!
The peak of the Puqiang tribe was also in shock at this moment. An uproar came from the tribesmen in the mountain. As the fog protecting the mountain disappeared, the barbarian of the Puqiang tribe could no longer calm down. This man in purple robes looked like a skeleton.
The old man's dim eyes showed surprise.
"Give him the token!"
Su Ming's heart was beating rapidly. He stared at the Hanshan clock that was still shaking slightly in front of him, and took a deep breath. The punch he just punched, the moment he touched the clock, he clearly felt
, some of the energy and blood in his body was strangely sucked away by this clock.
He obviously only struck once, but what echoed was two bells!
He was far from expecting that these two seemingly ordinary bells, after being fused together, would erupt with a powerful force that caused the mist protecting the mountain of the Pu Qiang tribe to collapse!
This kind of power is definitely not something ordinary Kaichen can achieve. It can blow away the power of a medium-sized tribe to protect the mountain in one fell swoop. What kind of cultivation is required to achieve this... Su Ming's heart beat faster.
"This Hanshan Bell...could it be...could it be a treasure!"
At this moment, when the city of Hanshan was shaken by the ringing of the bell, somewhere in the land of Nanchen, which was extremely far away from here, there was a colorful mountain peak. This mountain had colorful lights shining at all times.
Colorful rays of light replaced the sky. At the foot of this mountain, there is a mountain pavilion.
The stone table in the pavilion is like a star, covered with dots of black and white pieces. There is a man and a woman sitting there, looking at the chessboard. The man is wearing a green shirt, his face is as white as jade, his eyes are like stars, his appearance is handsome and extraordinary, and there is a saying
The breath that cannot be released seems to be lonely and calm, and there is a red line half as long as half a finger between the eyebrows.
He was holding a white seed and was about to drop it when he suddenly frowned and looked up at the distant horizon.
"Brother Sima, what's wrong with you?" The woman next to her had her chin hanging on her hands, and now she raised her head, revealing a face that, although not enough to captivate a country, was full of wild beauty.
If Su Ming were here, the moment he saw this woman, his three souls would be shaken like thunder, and his seven souls would be shocked. It would be unbelievable...