This time Luo Chen increased his force and slapped the purple bell, Dang!
Like a yellow bell, the sound was so harsh that the water on the lake exploded.
In an instant, the purple bell broke into pieces and exploded.
Many people were so shaken by the sonic boom that their eardrums hurt, and they even experienced buzzing tinnitus.
And Guang Lingzi spurted out a mouthful of blood instantly.
The magic weapon was fed by his blood and had long been connected to his mind. Now that the magic weapon was destroyed, not only was he seriously injured, but his cultivation was also equivalent to being crippled.
Suddenly a look of resentment appeared on Guang Lingzi's face. It was not easy for him to cultivate, and he was naturally stupid. If his master, King Kong Sect Master, had not forcibly improved his cultivation, he would never have thought of becoming a Taoist in his life.
What's more important is that all his so-called cultivation relies on the purple bell.
But now that his cultivation has been ruined in one fell swoop, how can he not be resentful?
"Junior, how dare you"
"Pah!" Luo Chen waved his hand and slapped him.
Chapter completed!