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Chapter 568 The Ancient Bell of Desolate Sky

He had already guessed that Jiang Ning would not agree, and Mr. Xiong didn't put much hope in it. He only used his words out of laziness.

After all, I'm getting older and it's not enough to yell and kill all the time.

"Well... well, since you don't want to, then I have to take it myself, old man. There will be some pain in the process, so please bear with it."

Seeing Jiang Ning's resolute attitude, Mr. Xiong stopped wasting time. He stretched out his hand to move the shrine in front of him, and the originally sunny weather suddenly turned into dark clouds.

There were more bursts of thunder in the distance, like thousands of horses galloping in.

Jiang Ning frowned, not daring to underestimate the enemy, and immediately sacrificed his Yangshen.

In an instant, hundreds of thousands of mountains rumbled into view.

The monstrous pressure was overwhelming, sweeping all around, and breathtaking.

Jiang Ning's body moved on its own without any wind, floating directly above the Shiwan Mountain, its whole body emitting a golden-red light, as if it was wearing a bright and luxurious imperial robe.

Old Xiong stared with his blind eyes, his face showing fascination and salivation.

"He is worthy of being the first emperor to appear in the Nine Provinces Continent since its birth. He is truly unparalleled in elegance. Although he has not yet shown his talents, he has already shown an unrivaled aura that has all races surrendering."

Some people can resist the temptation of money, some can resist the temptation of beauty, but how many people can resist the temptation of power?

Drunk and lying on the knees of a beautiful woman, wake up and take over the world!

Regardless of whether it is Old Xiong or those young proud men, who dares to say that they have never seen such a scene like themselves in their dreams?

At this moment, Old Xiong's eyes flashed with light.

He can't wait to steal Jiang Ning's luck!

No, no matter if we want to take away his luck, we also want to take away his body!

After all, he is a person of great dignity!

"I started making preparations from the moment I predicted the future. Otherwise, what do you think those altars are for..." Old Monster Xiong laughed.

The old and skinny fingers of his right hand moved, outlining the invisible talisman, and punched it into the shrine.

The shrine buzzes and the incense is scented.

Above Jiang Ning's head, a huge whirlpool appeared on the clouds. The whirlpool was gray, with red thunder galloping inside, and it suddenly looked like a scene of world destruction!

"You can't destroy your physical body. Let's use the Soul-Destroying Tribulation Thunder to chop off your living soul first..." Mr. Xiong chuckled, stretched out his right index finger, and made a light stroke.

At this moment, he was like the incarnation of heaven.

The red soul-destroying lightning thunder poured down from the whirlpool along with the strokes of his fingers.

Hundreds of tribulation thunders merged and intertwined together to form a red waterfall washing down, and Jiang Ning was at the bottom of the waterfall.

If it were hit, I'm afraid it would end in total destruction at the very least!

Jiang Ning did not dodge.

Hidden in the 100,000 mountains behind him are either taboo figures or ancient artifacts, any one of which would be unreasonably tyrannical.

Not to mention there is an imperial throne the size of a mountain!

Therefore, even when faced with a waterfall of terrifying thunder, Jiang Ning still didn't have much fear.

He has great confidence in his Yangshen!

"It's good to come, I was afraid you wouldn't make it!" Jiang Ning made a seal with his hands, used his mental power to move the mountains behind him, and pulled out a treasure that was sealed inside.

The town object contains the rhythm of the great road, births spiritual wisdom, has the terrifying power to destroy the heaven and earth, is a complete town object and can enjoy sacrifices all year round.

If the incense is at its peak and lasts long enough, its strength can even rival that of land gods.

Currently, in the entire Jiuzhou Continent, only the Zhenzong Zhenwu of the Five Courts and Four Sects have such strength!

Apart from this, there is only the mysterious Liu family in Cangsheng Lake, which may have it.

Jiang Ning didn't know how strong the magic weapon sealed in his Yang Shen was, but judging from the scene he saw for the first time, it should be pretty strong.

At least you are not afraid of the red thunder!

As he pulled it, the mountains gradually faded, and an ancient bronze bell emerged from it, slowly floating out, and then facing the wind, suspended in the sky over Jiangning, covering it.

"That's... the Ancient Bell of Huangtian!"

The blind old man Xiong can see things clearly than anyone else.

When Jiang Ning offered up the ancient bell hidden in the mountains, he recognized it at a glance and even said its name.

The Ancient Bell of Desolation!

Perhaps not many people have heard of it in Kyushu Continent today.

But in the prehistoric era that transcended antiquity, the name of the Huangtian Ancient Bell was well known to everyone.

It is not only the treasure of a terrifying great sect, but also has an extremely brilliant record. It has killed more than six land gods alone.

To say it is a town object would be better to say it is a shocking weapon!

Later, the prehistoric war broke out, and the great sect was destroyed by the enemy. In the tragedy of annihilation of the whole family, the Ancient Bell of Huangtian was also cracked to pieces by a mysterious strong man with his fist, and disappeared after escaping.

To this day, no one knows his whereabouts.

Unexpectedly, this monstrous murderous weapon would be hidden in a certain mountain, and the mountain was carved into the Yang God by Jiang Ning, and it was also branded in it.

Now, with the help of Jiangning's strength, it can reappear in Kyushu!

As a prehistoric mass murderer, the first thing it did after its appearance was extremely sensational.

Fight against the thunder calamity of heaven!

Facing the pouring Tribulation Thunder Waterfall, the Huangtian Ancient Bell is majestic and majestic. The bell body vibrates and sends out ripples with an ancient atmosphere.

As the breath spreads, the bell rang.

Countless scriptures lit up on the surface of the ancient clock, and at the same time, the sound of chanting came from the clock. Among them were the voices of old men, men, women, and children.

These were all left behind by the ancient bell of Huangtian when it was enjoying sacrifices. Now it appears again, chanting sutras in unison to bless its body and help it resist the thunder of disaster!

boom!

In the dazzling light, the red thunderbolt fell on the body surface of Huangtian Ancient Bell.

In an instant, sparks flew everywhere, thunder and lightning flashed, and people were so shaken that they couldn't even open their eyes.

In the distance, Song Qingyuan and others' eyelids twitched.

"The rumors are indeed true, fortune tellers can indeed mobilize the power of heaven..."

The Dayang God of Dongjie City was still frightened by the red tribulation thunder. He asked himself, if it were him, he would probably die.

I just don’t know if that young man can resist it!

There was some expectation in his heart.

The firelight flickered in Mr. Xiong's eyes without black pupils, and his old face was also illuminated flickeringly.

"It turns out that it is not the original body of the Huangtian Ancient Clock, but the opportunity to obtain its projection is not small. He is worthy of being a peerless figure who wants to be the emperor..."

Under the confrontation between Jie Lei and Huangtian Ancient Bell, Mr. Xiong also saw the clues.

The Huangtian Ancient Bell sacrificed by Jiang Ning is not its original body.

But even the projection is unbelievably powerful. At least it has resisted the erosion of thunder and disaster until now, and it is still sitting in the void, motionless.

Seeing that he could not attack for a long time, Old Xiong snorted coldly and said: "It's just a shadow, I want to see how long you can hold on..."

After that, he took out three more sacrificial incense sticks and lit them in front of the shrine.

As the incense was lit, the Tribulation Thunder Falls became more ferocious.

A thunderbolt block the size of a millstone appeared in it!

The red and translucent appearance is like huge stones falling from the sky, making the ancient clock of Huangtian shake.

Under the ancient clock, Jiang Ning gritted his teeth and held on.

The power that the Huangtian Ancient Bell can show is entirely supported by Jiang Ning's cultivation.

And Jiang Ning is only a cultivator in the early stage of Yangshen at best. Facing such a terrifying thunder waterfall, it is quite difficult for him to support it.


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