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"Hmph, I want to see what the owner of this skeleton is capable of..." Zulong's aura suddenly condensed, and the golden demon-suppressing clock buzzed several thousand meters away.

The immortal remains flew past.

"Ouch!"

The roar of the dragon shook the sky.

The whole town of the Jiang family was stirred up and people were restless. When the seventy-eighty-meter-high Longhuang Demonic Bell was less than a hundred meters away from the immortal corpse, the dragon's aura lingered and shrouded it.

The golden light on the 'ancient clock' flickered for a few times, and then we saw that a huge dragon-huang magic-suppressing clock turned into a dragon soul hundreds of feet long.

This is the weapon spirit of the 'Devil-Suppressing Bell'. Although it has not yet given birth to spiritual intelligence, its own strength is no weaker than those ordinary immortals. You must know that Zulong originally collected and collected the magic-suppressing bell in order to refine it.

There are countless dragon souls and phoenix souls. It can be said that the number of dragons and phoenixes that died in its hands is countless times more than the dragons imprisoned in "One Hundred Dragons Entering the Sea".

So many dragon souls and phoenix souls were fused together. With the strength of the ancestral dragon, it took thousands of years to condense the weapon spirit of this demon-suppressing clock.

"So... such a powerful weapon spirit. It has not yet given birth to spiritual intelligence, but it is already so evil. Even the ghost king who has been practicing in the Infernal Purgatory for millions of years is not even a little bit behind it, right?

"The Ghost King's pupils shrank, he looked at the weapon spirit of the 'Demon Suppressing Clock', and said with astonishment.

"It seems that this remnant soul of the ancestral dragon is not a good thing." The Shura ancestor standing aside frowned and said in a deep voice: "The ferocious aura of this weapon spirit is different from that of that one.

Compared to the owners of the immortal bones, I’m afraid there’s not much difference.”

"Oh? That golden dragon soul is the weapon spirit of the Demon Suppressing Bell?" Ye Xingchen was slightly startled, looking at the Shura Ancestor and the Ghost King beside him, and said in a condensed voice.

"Young Master, the methods of this ancestral dragon are really extraordinary..." Ancestor Shura licked his lips, looked at the dragon soul with burning eyes, and said in a concentrated voice: "Ordinary weapon spirits, as early as when they were in the Star Emperor realm

, spiritual wisdom will be born. The weapon spirit of this demon-suppressing clock at least has the cultivation level of the immortal, but

It has not yet been born with spiritual intelligence and only knows how to kill. It must be that when Zulong was refining it, he was worried that one day he would be gone and the Demon Suppressing Bell would abandon it. Therefore, when he was refining the Demon Suppressing Bell, he used

The souls he came to were all vicious souls that were brutally tortured by him and filled with resentment..."

"In this way, even if something happens to it, the Demon Suppressing Bell won't run away, right?" The Ghost King frowned and looked at Ancestor Shura suspiciously, saying: "Little Shura, Zulong is so

There’s nothing wrong with doing it, right?”

"Humph, there's nothing wrong? You know nothing." Ancestor Shura rolled his eyes and said angrily: "To make a fairy-level weapon spirit unable to produce intelligence, do you know how many evil souls are needed and how many are created?

Killing evildoers?"

"The murders caused by Zulong have nothing to do with us, right?" The Ghost King curled his lips and said.

"Shut up, don't talk to me..." Seeing the Ghost King's face, as if it had nothing to do with him, Old Ancestor Shura glared at him, then turned to look at Ye Xingchen, condensing his voice,

He said: "Young Master, this remnant soul of the ancestral dragon has always been by your side. It must not have any good intentions."

"Huh?" Ye Xingchen frowned, looked at Ancestor Shura with suspicion, and said, "What do you mean by staying by my side?"

"Hoo, ho, ho..." The Ghost King standing aside also looked over with curiosity. Although it was about the same age as Ancestor Shura, the other person's knowledge and experience were a thousand times richer than it.

, ten thousand times more.

"Young Master, these old monsters who have lived for several epochs, whether it is their thoughts, the city, or their calculations, are not simple..." Ancestor Shura shook his head secretly, smiled bitterly, and said: "This remnant soul of the ancestral dragon,

Protected by the spirit of the Demon Suppressing Bell, even if you encounter an ordinary immortal, you may not be able to do anything about it.

Without it, unless the Immortal King himself did it, "Lingxiao Palace" has already slept in the Yinxu. There is no one in the world who can threaten its existence. And not only did it not jump out and revive the original Dragon Clan,

Instead, it has been silent for several epochs, and Wu Ling'er is probably the same as it."

"Little... little Shura, what do you mean, there is something on the young master's body that attracted these two old monsters?" The Ghost King trembled twice, looked at the Shura Ancestor with a horrified look, and said in a trembling voice.

"How could I know such a thing?" Ancestor Shura said angrily. "Is there something on my body that attracts them?" Ye Xingchen's pupils shrank and he looked at Wu Ling'er and Zu Long.

The figure's heart suddenly shook, and he murmured, "Could it be a bronze and glazed lamp?"

"Witch God Palace?"

"And the Book of Life and Death?"

He knew very well in his heart that although the Witch God Palace and the "Book of Life and Death" were both heavenly treasures like his 'Bronze Glazed Lamp', the gap between them could be said to be worlds apart. He was already at the 'Emperor Realm'

's cultivation level, but the bronze glazed lamp still doesn't obey his orders. If it were another heavenly treasure, the owner of the emperor level cultivation level, even if he couldn't exert its full power, would at least be able to use it, right?

"Dragon soul, binding technique..."

Woohoo!

The ancestor dragon roared, and the overwhelming dragon energy poured into the body of the 'Item Spirit' in an instant. The Item Spirit, which was only a few hundred feet long, suddenly grew to more than a thousand feet in length, with a huge body.

, it immediately entangled the immortal body.

"Are all the Wu Clan idiots like you?" Seeing Wu Ling'er, who was still staring at the 'immortal skeleton', he had already lost more than a third of the dragon energy in his body.

, suddenly cursed and said: "What are you still standing there for? Use your Wuman King Dharma to smash its head to pieces. As long as its soul fire is extinguished, no matter who the owner of this skeleton is, we can only let us

Slaughtered."

Hearing the scolding of the 'Ancestral Dragon', Wu Ling'er woke up in an instant and did not fight back. Instead, she sacrificed her Wuman King Dharma and stabbed it into the head of the immortal skeleton.

The Wuman King is the totem of the 'Witch Clan' and is extremely powerful. The scorpion tail-like weapon can easily smash even immortal weapons. If the weapon spirit of the Demon Suppressing Bell is Zulong's last trump card, then

This dharma image of the Wuman King is Wu Ling'er

Otherwise, it would not have been able to fight with the immortal skeleton for so long, and it was only slightly at a disadvantage, unlike the Witch God Palace, which had already fallen into the sea before it fell on the immortal skeleton.

's disappeared.

Of course, it's not that the Wushen Palace is too weak and vulnerable, but that Wu Ling'er's current cultivation level is damaged and he hasn't even been able to exert even one-tenth of the power of this heavenly treasure.

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