The space seemed to be frozen. The two parties faced each other, both looking at each other with murderous intent. The silence was terrifying.

The masters of other sects did not choose sides. When the young disciples from Fenyan Pavilion saw Han Ling'er getting involved, they originally wanted to help, but under the orders of their elders, they chose to stand by and watch. The dozen or so disciples from Moyun Palace did not.

The master with a dark aura is even more unfathomable. Although he is not at the forefront of the conflict, the murderous aura exuding from his body is astonishing. This aura is heart-stopping.

"Han Ling'er, if you really want to get involved, if anything happens, your father won't be able to blame us!" Ji Hansheng broke the deathly silence, looked at her coldly, and said with a sinister smile.

"I don't have to worry about you all the time!" Ji Hansheng rolled her eyes in disgust, and Han Ling'er spread out her slender hands. Various postures were strange, but there was a kind of unspeakable beauty, as if petals were scattered from the sky, ancient music was transmitted in the air, and a golden light flashed in her hands.

Flash, a golden and shining bell appeared in front of everyone.

"The Baihua Bell of Death! An ancient holy object! I didn't expect it to be in Han Ling'er's hands!"

"The Baihua Bell of Death is a treasure that is comparable to the Splendid Picture of Life and Death. Han Ling'er is actually so blessed to hold such a divine object in her hand!"

"The Jueming Baihua Bell once appeared in the extreme south decades ago, attracting the attention of the powerful in the world. Since then, there has been no trace of it. It turns out that it was obtained by Han Ling'er! It must have been Han Xiao who took action.

The powerful people in the world have snatched the Baihua Bell of Death!"

"It is said that the sound waves emitted by the Jueming Baihua Bell are enough to cause physical and mental damage to a Moon Soul master!"

…

As soon as the golden Jueming Baihua Bell appeared, some of the most knowledgeable young disciples couldn't help but scream in shock, while the elders had dark faces. Ji Hansheng and Zhao Tianxiang took two steps back in fear, their expressions were gloomy and scary, their eyes were

There was a trace of caution in Han Ling'er's heart. Even Zhao Qingling and Zhao Kun beside Han Ling'er were equally astonished. Although the Baihua Bell of Jue Ming had long been rumored to be magical in Zhongzhou, the first time they saw the real thing, they were still surprised.

They are very shocked

At this time, the Jueming Baihua Bell shone brightly in Han Ling'eryu's hand. The golden light was extremely sacred, shining in all directions, like golden threads, reflecting on people's bodies. They felt a warm feeling. The bell did not look big.

, almost only the size of a longan, with petal-shaped incisions carved on the surface. The golden bells illuminated Han Ling'er's snow-white hands, revealing their divine light, displayed in front of everyone, and visible to everyone.

"Such sacred objects can only be found in the ancient era of gods and demons!" Ling Yi sighed in his heart under the magma.

Different from today's world, in the age of gods and demons 10,000 years ago, there was a group of special talents. Those people refined weapons every day. People called them weapon refiners. A skilled weapon refiner had this kind of skill.

The qualification to make a holy object, use the holy object as a weapon to fight, it is even more powerful, and it can leapfrog and kill masters, which shows its preciousness

However, after ten thousand years, the weapon refiner has long since disappeared without a trace. Some people say that this profession has disappeared in this world. So far, no one has been found who can refine such a sacred object.

unpredictable items

Once a sacred object appears in the world, it will definitely attract the world's powerful people to gather at the place where it was unearthed. No one can withstand the temptation of such a spiritual treasure.

Yan Ye frowned in mid-air. He didn't take a step back. He was observing the Baihua Bell in Han Ling'er's hand. He didn't seem to be afraid. Among all the people, he was the only one who didn't show any expression. Even though

Not even the least surprise flashed across his face

"Old man Ji, you should worry about yourself, but don't let anything happen. If there is no one to collect the body, wouldn't it be miserable?" Han Ling'er said mockingly with a smile in her eyes.

Ji Hansheng's face turned livid for an instant. He clenched his fists and glanced at Jueming Baihua Ling with a hint of fear. As if he had made some decision, his eyes were full of killing intent. With a move of his skinny arm, a black

A gas-filled compass-like object appeared in his hand

"what is that?"

"have no idea……"

The young disciples had no idea about the dark thing in Ji Hansheng's hand, but their elders stared blankly at the compass with their eyes wide open. At the same time, the dozen or so people from the Demon Cloud Palace

The masters whose bodies were wrapped in black energy each emitted two rays of light, and when they glanced at the black compass, they suddenly became filled with murderous aura and fell from the sky, suppressing Ji Hansheng to death.

The sudden change shocked everyone. No one had ever thought that the dozen or so dark masters who had stayed away from the incident would now target Ji Hansheng!

"Senior Ji, how come you have this star chart ink plate in your hand?" Yan Ye's face also changed drastically, his eyes were shining brightly. At this moment, he was like a big mountain, weighing down Ji Hansheng so hard that he couldn't breathe.

"The Star Chart Ink Disk, isn't that something from the Demon Cloud Palace? Their founder used the Star Chart Ink Disk to find a stone dragon vein of Heavenly Soul Qi, and then established the Magic Cloud Palace. This is their most precious sacred object!

"

"As long as you master the star map ink disk and understand the secrets, you can easily find the Heavenly Soul Qi Stone and improve your realm. This is a treasure that everyone desires!"

"If you find a large number of Heavenly Soul Qi Stones, it will not only represent the improvement of your own strength, but also promote the transformation of the Star Chart Ink Pan, making it a supreme offensive weapon. Even ancient holy objects may not be able to suppress it.

Stay!"

There was an instant commotion in the field due to the appearance of the star map ink disk. Ling Yi was hiding under the magma and wanted to jump out and snatch the ink disk away from Ji Hansheng's hand. Such heaven-defying treasures had a great effect on him. Tianhun

The Qi Stone is rich in soul energy. Absorbing the essence from the Sky Soul Qi Stone can make his strength improve by leaps and bounds. This is what he desires most, and the star map ink disk can help him easily find the source vein of the Sky Soul Qi Stone. It is conceivable that

How useful is the Star Chart Ink Pan to him?

However, Ling Yi was just thinking about it. If he really wanted to jump out and steal Ji Hansheng's star map ink tray, not to mention that Ji Hansheng wouldn't agree, not even the Demon Cloud Palace would agree.

Yan Ye stared at Ji Hansheng coldly and slowly approached him

"Master Yan, please don't be angry. I just picked this up by chance. I didn't know it was the sacred object of Moyun Temple. If the old man tells a lie, the sky will strike like thunder! You must believe me!" Ji Hansheng hurriedly said.

He explained that he had discovered that the dozen masters surrounding the black energy behind him had surrounded him in a semicircle.

"You're talking nonsense! You accidentally picked it up. Why do you know that it is the sacred object of Moyun Palace? Since you know that this is the sacred object of Moyun Palace, why don't you return it to the original owner?" Han Ling'er pressed.

"This... I heard what others said. Didn't you hear someone just said that this is the sacred object of Moyun Temple?" Ji Hansheng rolled his eyes at Han Ling'er angrily, and glanced at the Jue Ming in Han Ling'er's hand.

Baihua Ling said: "Master Yan, why don't you lend me the Star Chart Ink Pan for use first, and we will work together to defeat them and seize the Ten Thousand Years Fire Poison Flower. When this happens, I will return it to its original owner."

"You can use the Star Chart and Ink Pan as a weapon. It seems that you have put a lot of energy into it!" Yan Ye said with a pun, but he did not expose the whole thing and asked him to deal with Jinxiu's life and death alone.

It is indeed difficult to add Baihua Ling to the picture. Now the only candidate is Ji Hansheng, and he must be used to block Han Ling'er.

"Master is joking," Ji Hansheng said, dripping with cold sweat and feeling guilty.

"Do it!" Yan Ye waved his big sleeves and pushed away the dozen masters who were covered in black energy. He stood with Ji Hansheng, and the two of them were like streams of light, shooting forward.

"I'll deal with Zhao Kun, you hold on to that girl!" Yan Ye ordered

"Okay!" Ji Hansheng agreed.

"boom!"

Yan Ye directly stretched out his fist to hit, and the exquisite five-color stones clenched in his palm emitted a dazzling seven-color brilliance, which was dazzling, gathered into a big dragon, roared deafeningly, and blasted towards Zhao Kun.

Zhao Kun's expression tightened, and the splendid picture of life and death behind him was magnificent, with ninety-nine and eighty-one giant peaks pouring out, forming a wonderful formation, stopping the big dragon.

The two collided, almost tearing apart the space. The entire volcano shook violently, causing dust and smoke to billow, drowning the two figures.

In the billowing smoke and dust between them, all kinds of colorful lights flickered and were powerful. Mountains and rivers undulated and appeared across the sky. Two people fought. The aftermath of the battle swept across all directions, shaking some disciples of the sects to stagger.

Unstable, some even hit the aftermath and were photographed like meat.

"Stinky girl, I'm going to tear your mouth off!" Ji Hansheng shouted loudly and did not hesitate. He flashed away. The star chart ink plate in his hand burst into black smoke and turned into a ghost. He held a three-edged fork and sinisterly

The air is dense and smoky, stabbed with a fork

"You're an old man, and you're still here tampering with a junior. You're shameless!" Han Ling'er scratched her pink little face with her fingers and said disdainfully.

The three-edged fork stabbed at her, but she did not hesitate at all. She raised her jade hand and shook the Baihua Bell in her hand, making a pleasant sound. The sound wave was tangible and qualitative, spreading around like gold threads, directly blocking it.

That ghost's three-edged fork cannot be moved at all.

"Destroy all the monsters in the world and kill the vicious old man in the world!" Han Ling'er shouted, her arms shook, thousands of petals fell from the Baihua Bell, and the dream-like scene made everyone pause for a moment.

I saw petals surrounding her fragrant body layer by layer, as if she was covered with a layer of divine clothing and armor, and there were forty-nine sharp swords condensed with petals hanging around her body, with a cold light shining like the moonlight falling down.

Kill Ji Hansheng directly

"boom……"

Forty-nine petal swords penetrated the ghost and god, helped the golden sound waves shatter the three-edged fork, and forced them to kill Ji Hansheng together.

Seeing this, Ji Hansheng's pupils shrank, and he took a few steps back. The star map ink plate in his hand suddenly burst into a light curtain, blocking the sword and sound waves, isolating them, but it also made him vomit blood and fly upside down.

out

Ling Yi suddenly wondered how overbearing Han Ling'er's Baihua Bell was. It was able to suppress the sacred objects of the Demon Cloud Palace. Although it was possible that Ji Hansheng had not fully understood the attack of the Star Chart Ink Pan.

way, but this is enough to explain everything. Han Ling'er is only in the fifth stage of Moon Soul, but he can rely on holy objects to defeat Ji Hansheng in the Yang Soul stage. There is a difference of six or seven levels between the two. The remnants of the ancient era of gods and demons

The holy objects that came down are indeed extraordinary!

"Old man, how do you feel?" Han Ling'er smiled. She was very satisfied that she could defeat the Yanghun strongman with the Baihua Bell for the first time.

"Hmph! Stinky girl, do you think you can kill me like this? Let you see my true strength!" Ji Hansheng spat out a mouthful of blood, his face was hideous and terrifying, his beard and hair were standing on end, and the clothes on his body were windless.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth gathered on the star map ink disk in his hand, pouring fiercely into it, causing a sensation in all directions!

Seeing such a strange scene, Han Ling'er's beautiful eyebrows twitched together. She quickly grabbed the Jueming Baihua Bell, making the petal divine clothes on her body even thicker. At the same time, she held a petal sword in her hand and examined it.

The murderous Ji Hansheng

A black light suddenly shot up from behind Ji Hansheng, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into nine black lights flying up to the sky. At the same time, two black energy burst out from his eyes, and a black mist gathered on the star map ink disk, which was strange.

Then the black mist dispersed, and small figures appeared on the ink plate one after another, gradually growing to the height of a person, some holding steel guns, some carrying double axes, some with lightning-like eyebrows, or some ferocious and terrifying,

It's like ghosts and gods are released from prison, and it's like the whole space is in the furnace of hell. Everyone is trembling with fear when they see it.

These ghosts and gods flew directly towards Han Ling'er. They picked up the weapon in their hands and smashed it forward, destroying a space.

"Goddess of Hundred Flowers!" Facing countless murderous ghosts and gods, Han Ling'er did not panic. Her fingers formed a knot, and flowers flew all over the sky. The Baihua Bell of Death rang out a mysterious music, spreading in all directions, ethereal and euphemistic, one by one.

The goddess made of flower petals descended from the sky, just like a real person, with affection in her eyes and shining light, welcoming the ghosts and gods.

The two parties collided together and fought directly. Some flying flowers fell to the ground, or the smoke cleared. One by one the goddesses fell, and the ghosts and gods were wiped out. The two sides fought to the death.
To be continued...