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Chapter 1538 The power of the dead bell

Chapter 1538 The Power of Death Bell

A cold air flowed out from the small gourd in Lin Ye's hand, completely frozen the object in front of him.

The next second, the Tongtian Sword slashed down on it again and directly divided it into two from the middle.

A twisted plant, a man tall, cracked from the middle and broke into two parts. But Lin Ye didn't feel at all relaxed because his attack just now did not hurt the root of this thing.

Lin Ye could see the roots deeply rooted on the space barrier, and then they had to be retracted, and then they were directly broken from the roots, and separated from the above.

"It's a tail-breaking pursuit."

The plant roots that had already escaped to the other side of the space barrier obviously had no intention of entangling Lin Ye, so they left directly at the moment when he took action.

Without this plant, this space crack could be completely controlled by Lin Ye. But Lin Ye is not happy about it now. The plant that just escaped made him feel that things here are not that simple.

If it weren't for him to break through the barriers of space and go into the void to chase it, Lin Ye really wanted to catch the plant back and see what else was on it.

"Okay, you're actually here!"

Just as Lin Ye returned from the space crack, a figure appeared in front of him.

Qiu Baizhong, who was planning to go around another passage, unexpectedly bumped into Lin Ye here. It was this guy who released the spiritual energy here that attracted the blood-ring beasts outside to chase it.

As soon as Qiu Baizhong saw Lin Ye, his anger in his heart filled his whole body out of thin air.

Lin Ye's strength seems to be the weakest among them. If he hadn't been the identity of a monk from the outside world and could do what the monks in Beimingzhou could not do, he would have killed him with one hand.

But this person dared to go against his own wishes at the entrance and lure the blood-ringed beast outside over. Qiu Baizhong could not accept such a monk's disobedience to him.

"Hmph, for the sake of my problem, I will let you suffer less."

As Qiu Baizhong said, he flew straight towards Lin Ye. He drew two blood lines behind his hands, and the blood that kept gushing out of him flowed out of his hands.

"Just killing you like this, it's really a cheaper thing for you."

The Blood Demon Sect has countless methods to torture other cultivators, but now he has no time to do this. Thinking of those Taoist treasures in his heart, Qiu Baizhong also took a killer move, trying to take Lin Ye's life directly.

"The sea banner appears!"

Lin Ye's body fell backwards, and a soul banner appeared behind him. The black mist-like aura dissipated, wrapping Lin Ye around.

As soon as the blood and energy that Qiu Baizhong shot into these black fog, it was like a kite with a broken string no more trace.

"This..., you guy, underestimate you!"

A somewhat familiar and powerful aura came from the Chaosea Banner, forcing Qiu Baizhong to take two steps back.

Unexpectedly, although this person has poor cultivation, he has such a Taoist treasure in his hand. No wonder he dares to ignore himself so much.

A blow that failed did not stop Qiu Baizhong from continuing to take action. The reason why he stopped first was actually because of the aura in the Taoist treasure in front of him.

"Boy, what is Moyingu related to you?"

Qiu Baizhong recalled this familiar power, and finally heard where he had seen this thing.

The Taoist treasure in this man's hand seemed to be the thing of Elder Moyin Valley. Before he came out of the sect, he had seen the power of this thing.

Moyin Valley is very powerful, and the memories left to him are still quite clear today. It is really strange that this person came in from outside and could actually have the protection of the elder of Moyin Valley.

"Moyin Valley of Blood Demon Sect?"

Lin Ye will naturally not forget this guy who was secretly acting on the Broken Soul Peak.

"His Taoist treasures are all in my hands now. Do I need to say more about the others? He is dead!"

As the words fell, the black mist behind Lin Ye also rushed around Qiu Baizhong like a tide. At this moment, Qiu Baizhong seemed to be immersed in surprise at Lin Ye.

"Diet? This is impossible! Just because you want to kill Moyin Valley, it's ridiculous. You think I will believe your nonsense!"

Qiu Baizhong stretched his arms horizontally, and the cultivation level of the Hedao Realm was completely burst out. The black fog that had just surrounded him was instantly forced to retreat by the blood and energy that exploded therein.

Lin Ye also felt a little confused when he looked at his resistance.

The death of Mo Yin Valley in Jueqing Sect is not a secret. Mo Ziling, who escaped first, also knew about this. But Qiu Baizhong, who was a cultivator of the Blood Demon Sect, seemed to know about this.

And it seems that he did not know what happened to Mo Yingu's death, but to know what happened in Jueqing Sect.

Lin Ye thought about it again. It seemed that he had not heard anything about the Jueqing Sect in the cultivation treasure land before. Logically speaking, this kind of thing involving the entire Tianming Star should have been heard of, but it seems that this is not the case in this Beiming Continent.

"jingle!"

Just as Qiu Baizhong was about to resist, Lin Ye had an extra death bell in his hand. The sound of the silver bell was crisp and clear. Before Qiu Baizhong's gathering could be released, it burst into pieces in his hands.

The backlash that was swept away directly injured him seriously, and this was because Lin Ye deliberately restrained the power of the Death Bell.

With the two immortal bells in hand, Lin Ye will not have to be so troublesome to deal with these monks in the Hedao Realm.

"This...what is this!"

Qiu Baizhong couldn't believe what had just happened. Before he could show his strength, he heard a fearful voice. Then an unstoppable force fell, causing the power in his body to collapse instantly.

Qiu Baizhong had only encountered this kind of thing once in the Blood Demon Sect. After that time, he never dared to stay in the Sect again. Unexpectedly, he suffered such things again in such a place today.

Lin Ye didn't care about his current state. With the Shuangxianling in his hand, he came to Qiu Baizhong in front of him and lifted him up directly.

"Do you know what happened to Jueqing Sect?"

"Jueqing Sect? Isn't that the sect on Donghuangzhou? What does it have to do with me?"

Qiu Baizhong, who was seriously injured, was already a little afraid of the amount Lin Ye showed. The blood and energy in his body stabilized and answered Lin Ye's question unexpectedly.

"You have been staying in this Beiming Continent. Have you never heard of anything about Jueqing Sect? And as a cultivator of the Blood Demon Sect, have you not heard any rumors from the Blood Demon Sect? Tell me everything you know, otherwise you will know the consequences yourself."

The bell in Lin Ye's hand flowed out of life and fell into Qiu Baizhong's body, causing the blood and energy that had just stabilized in his body to stir up again.
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