The five golden bells turned into divine patterns and were connected together to form a golden space.
Zi Chen stood in this space with indifferent eyes.
Outside the golden space, countless tall figures stood, emitting a terrifying aura around them.
All kinds of divine arts were overwhelming, blocked by the Golden Bell Array.
Zi Chen has changed from an all-out attack state to an all-out defense state.
Because there are too many gods and they are too powerful.
Groan!
A dragon roar rang out from the sky and the earth, a dragon shadow flew from a distance, and the dragon's tail slammed against the golden space barrier.
The roar started.
"call……"
A huge divine tiger came through the air, spitting out large swaths of flames at Zi Chen as it approached.
Divine swords, divine swords, and attacks from all kinds of gods are overwhelming.
The magic circle formed by the golden bell above the head was twisting violently.
This scene was beyond Zi Chen's expectation. He didn't expect the gods here to have such terrifying fighting power.
If it weren't for the complete Divine Celestial Clock, he would definitely die here.
With his current state, he simply cannot stop a sweep of energy.
"Don't waste any effort, this should be the Divine Celestial Clock!"
The light group of God manifested into an old man, who stared at Zi Chen with a cold face.
"The Celestial Bell with divine patterns? A treasure that was condensed with divine patterns back then?"
Another young man appeared with surprise on his face.
Then, more figures appeared, and all kinds of attacks in the world disappeared.
These gods all appeared in human form, all staring at the golden space.
The five golden bells have disappeared, and only a large divine pattern appears, with one main and four auxiliary ones closely connected together.
"If those ants had such a treasure, they would have taken it out long ago. How could they wait until now?" A god looked strange.
"In all these years, I have never seen them using such a treasure. If it is true, why didn't you take it out earlier?" Another strong man said.
"This place was left by Muchuan. We can't seize it from them, and it's also because Muchuan left a back-up. If there really is a divine clock, it was left by Muchuan."
As soon as these words came out, the expressions of all the gods changed.
If Mu Chuan really had such a treasure as the Divine Pattern Celestial Bell, they would have been suppressed and died long ago, and they would not have been sealed.
But now, what happens if there is a Divine Celestial Clock?
The gods looked at each other and instantly guessed the reason.
"He is an outsider, we can seize his body!"
A cry of exclamation caused the place to boil completely.
"Sengu didn't come back, so he should have been killed by him, and he was also attracted by Sengu!"
Only for this reason is it reasonable.
"he's mine!"
A middle-aged man, a roc appeared behind him.
The roc spreads its wings to cover the sky and the sun, as if it is about to burst the sky, and the breath of God begins to surge.
The big man's eyes were fixed on Zi Chen, "Shenhuo...Jin!"
The bird opened its mouth and spit out flames.
The flames flowed downward like a torrent, instantly turning into a burning sea of ​​fire and drowning Zi Chen.
Looking at the blazing sea of ​​fire outside the golden space, and then looking at the various lights starting to flicker above the sky.
Zi Chen knew that these gods were excited.
They want to take away themselves.
He took out the ancient talisman, and the light on it had dimmed.
At this moment, he could no longer trigger this ancient talisman.
"It seems that if you want to leave today, one of you must die."
In addition to the sea of ​​fire, there was a lot of free divine power around him, which Zi Chen had left behind after killing someone by surprise.
Zi Chen sensed the power of these gods and said: "Since we are going to die, I can only let you die."
He sits cross-legged and performs the art of all transformations of heaven and earth.
A devouring force appeared from around him and then dispersed around him.
Those divine powers were drawn, entered Zi Chen's body, and were directly refined by heaven and earth.
Today, Zi Chen will use the power here to forcibly advance to the Immortal Realm.
The flame disappeared, but the light of the golden bell remained motionless and did no harm at all.
"It's useless, this is a divine clock."
The old man floated forward and looked at the divine pattern, "Is there anyone who knows how to break the divine pattern and see if it can be broken?"
As soon as this question was asked, the gods were immediately dissatisfied.
"We are gods, how can we do such a lowly thing?"
"That is, once we obtain the godhead, with just one word, the divine power will come, and the divine pattern will collapse on its own. Do we still need to understand it?"
The gods expressed their dissatisfaction with every word they spoke to me.
"Why is the power of God here passing away?"
Suddenly, a voice sounded.
The other gods sensed it one after another, and their expressions changed the next moment.
Their eyes were locked on Zi Chen again.
"What is the origin of this ant that can absorb the power of God?"
"How can a mere ant refine the noble power of God?"
Their eyes flickered, extremely surprised.
You know, even they can't refine the power of their companions.
Otherwise they would have killed each other long ago.
"No matter how powerful this Divine Celestial Bell is, it has a limit after all. Let's work together to break it, otherwise, all the power of the gods here will be taken away by him."
"That's right, join forces to kill him!"
Sensing the crisis, a group of gods began to join forces, and all kinds of powerful magical spells rained down overwhelmingly.
Zi Chen left part of his consciousness on the divine clock, but more of his energy was still devouring the divine power.
Outside of the seal, the rest of the spirit races are waiting anxiously.
From time to time, roars could be heard from below, but no divine aura escaped.
Taking advantage of this period of time, everyone can re-bless the seal.
"Why don't you come out yet?"
The clan leader was a little anxious. If he went inside to take a look, he should have come out.
Next to him, the middle-aged man said: "Isn't he starting to fight with the gods?"
The old man shook his head, feeling anxious.
Because the result of defeat is to be deprived of one's body.
To be continued...