"Dang! Dang! — — "
The sound of the bell continued to reverberate and fall on this body. Not only did it shatter the soul inside, but even the internal organs, meridians, and bones began to explode. In an instant, the body turned into a bloody man.
Flesh and internal organs slid off the bones like mud and turned into a pool on the ground.
Soon, the bones also burst into pieces and fell to the ground.
Yang Qingxuan's second Primordial Spirit appeared completely. Its body flickered with golden light as it formed strange seals with its hands. The seals changed along with the sound of the bell.
Every time a seal appeared, the same ghost words as the one on the bell would appear in front of his palm.
The sound waves shook the ghost words and turned into gentle ripples that spread throughout his body.
At this moment, under the sound of the bell, not only did it not cause much damage, but it also cleansed his soul and resonated with the soul power in his body.
Outside the hall, Yang Qingxuan's main body showed a look of surprise as he muttered to himself, "This bell is not bad. If possible, I should take it back and use it to cultivate my second Primordial Spirit. It seems to be better than cultivating alone."
Onishi's voice came, "This Fallen Soul Bell can also be used for cultivation in the Ghost Realm. Many Ghost Emperor level powerhouses would be ecstatic if they had the chance to cultivate under the Fallen Soul Bell. They would ask for it but couldn't get it. However, if one's level is too low, their soul will scatter as soon as the bell rings. "
Two days later, the door of the hall opened. The man who wanted to enjoy the girl earlier and another man rushed out and rushed to the place where Na Ben was.
Not long after, they brought a hundred samples into the hall.
Yang Qingxuan's main body watched quietly in the void without making any movements. However, he had already guessed that the man with the missing scalp was most likely guarding him outside the Falling Soul Hall.
While waiting for Jun Qian and the others, he let his second Primordial Spirit cultivate in the Falling Soul Hall. Under the constant sound of the bell, his second Primordial Spirit quickly broke through to the late-stage Three Star Thousand Realms Whirling stage.
Soon, Jun Qian and the other four also quietly sneaked over and gathered beside Yang Qingxuan.
Hong Gu whispered, "My Lord, when do we move?"
Yang Qingxuan said, "Let's wait a little longer."
The frequency at which the Fallen Soul Bell vibrated his primordial spirit was simply too profound and impressive. His second primordial spirit was immersed in it and didn't want to come out.
Outside the Fallen Soul Palace, a voice sounded. "Has that person come out yet?"
The man with the missing scalp turned around and realized that it was Mr. Lu. He hurriedly said, "Not yet."
Mister Lu frowned and looked inside the hall. It was dark and gloomy, and he couldn't see anything clearly. He asked curiously, "Is he really dead?"
The man with the missing scalp revealed an ugly smile and said, "It's normal to be dead. It would be abnormal if he didn't die."
Mister Lu was quite disappointed. Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly stopped in his tracks. His ears twitched as he shouted, "Something's wrong! The bell is still ringing. "
The man with the missing scalp said in shock, "It can't be?"
Mister Lu suddenly walked to the door of the main hall and listened carefully. His expression became more and more surprised.
The man with the missing scalp also leaned over and listened for a while. It seemed like he couldn't hear anything, but he could feel a little power from the artifact. He exclaimed, "It's true!"
Mister Lu was surprised and overjoyed. He couldn't help rubbing his hands together. "That's great! There's finally someone with good talent. This person's talent is at least at the Star Glory level if not at the King level. "
The man with the missing scalp said, "Should we think of a way to go in and save him? Otherwise, even if he's not dead, he'll die under the continuous ringing of the Fallen Soul Bell. "
Mister Lu said, "You're right."
As he spoke, his right hand grabbed at the void, and two spirit talismans floated down. Then, he slapped them on both sides of the door frame.
His hands quickly formed seals, and spirit talismans shot out from his fingers into the Fallen Soul Hall.
These spirit talismans connected together like palace lanterns, illuminating a bright path.
Mister Lu said, "Come in with me. For this sample, I used so many spirit talismans at once. It's a big loss. I hope this sample is worth the money. "
The two of them walked in one after another.
Immediately, the sound of bells rang out, clearly entering their ears. It was extremely urgent, as if a powerful army was breaking through the void and arriving.
Mister Lu was shocked and said, "Why is the Fallen Soul Bell so impatient?"
Suddenly, with a loud clang, a powerful sound wave power turned into circles of light waves, and violently attacked.
"Not good!"
Mister Lyu shouted and slammed his palms forward.
"Boom!"
A powerful Protective True Essence blasted out, blocking the sound wave.
However, he was still shocked and took a few steps back. His Qi and blood were rippling, and his soul was faintly aching.
"What's going on?"
The two of them were shocked. They saw a figure flying over in front of them, holding the Fallen Soul Bell in his hand and constantly slapping it.
The sound wave turned into visible light and slashed over.
"What?!"
Their eyes widened like copper bells, and their eyeballs were about to fall out. This person had refined the Fallen Soul Bell?!
Without time to think, Mister Lu shouted, "Attack!"
He pinched his fingers in the air, and two runes appeared on each of his hands. They were yellow and green in color. As he infused his Zhen Qi into them, the runes exploded. One of them turned into a yellow dragon while the other turned into a green bird. Both of them charged toward Yang Qingxuan.
The man with the missing scalp also swayed and slapped out with his palm.
His footsteps were according to the Eight Trigrams position, and countless runes appeared around his palm. Under his palm, there was a power to split the stars and cut the moon.
Yang Qingxuan sneered, and his hands formed seals and slapped on the Fallen Soul Bell.
With a clang, the bell became a hundred times bigger and suddenly covered the man with the missing scalp.
Then, he stretched out his hand, and the Dragon Power Iron Mace appeared and hit the yellow dragon and the green bird.
"What?!"
The man who was missing his scalp was horrified. Under the Eight Trigrams Palm, he was immediately suppressed by the ancient rhythm of the bell. Moreover, the sound of the bell continued to ring, shaking his soul and internal organs. In his panic, he suddenly stood on the tip of his foot and fled.
However, the bell had become a hundred times bigger and had already covered a part of the space.
Moreover, the sound was like a ghost's curse, and it constantly sounded in the void, turning into runes and forming a cage to trap the man.
How could he escape?
Clang! — —
With a loud clang, the man with the missing scalp was trapped in the ancient bell.
In the void, the yellow dragon and the green bird fought a few rounds with Yang Qingxuan. Finally, the green bird's head was hit by the iron mace, and with a bang, it exploded and turned back into a spirit talisman. Then, it disappeared bit by bit.
Mister Lu was shocked. The person in front of him was covered in golden light, and he could not see his appearance clearly. He could only sense that his cultivation base was at the late-stage Three Star Thousand Realms Whirling stage.
He was at the peak of the Three Star Thousand Realms Whirling stage, and yet, he was suppressed by his opponent's aura, Divine Abilities, and moves.
And what was that iron mace?
It actually shattered his Spirit Transformation Divine Talisman.
"Boy, don't be so arrogant!"
Mister Lu shouted. He took out a jade ruler and shook it in the air.
Cold qi spread out, and he split into six clones that surrounded Yang Qingxuan. Each of them held a jade ruler in their hand, and they formed different hand seals to form a formation.
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