Martial God Sovereign Chapter 1237: Hanshan Temple Lifting Bell

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Chapter 1237 Hanshan Temple Raising Bell

"Boom!"

From the bronze mirror, rushed out a terrifying beam of light, which seemed to have the power to rush into the starry sky of the universe and smash the sun, moon, and stars.

Wherever the beam of light goes, nothing will not be destroyed, nothing will not be destroyed! As long as the big river was hit by the beam of light, it would explode and evaporate. Soon, the Jiuqu Yellow River Array was destroyed.

"Take a demon mirror!"

In the distance, someone exclaimed.

Zhao Yao Jing is a magic weapon of the top emperor's military level. Using its full power, it can fight against the powerhouse at the peak of the emperor. Looking at the cultivation world, there are only a handful of people who can block his military front.

Furthermore, the Zhaoyao Mirror is made by imitating the emperor's Zhaotian Mirror, and it has been around the Zhaotian Mirror all the year round. It already possesses a touch of divinity of the Zhaotian Mirror, which is three points stronger than the average top emperor's soldier.

Even if Zhao Xinggang can't fully display the power of the demon mirror, it is terrifying, and few people can match it.

Zhao Xinggang screamed and rose into the sky. With a demon mirror in his hand, the light is shining, and every strand seems to have the aura of crushing the universe. The other four people followed him, rushed to the sky, and quickly formed troops to surround the jade man.

"The devil, today is your death date!" Yuanshou said bitterly.

Among a few people, his strength ranks third, but his injuries are the heaviest. Many parts of his body have been corroded to the bones, and he has been completely unrecognizable and has no human form.

"Only you?" Jade curled his lips in disdain.

"If you didn't kill the formation, you would be nothing!" Yuanshou said unconvinced.

The Jademan owes him even one more look at Yuanshou. He looks at Zhao Xinggang and said: "Are you going to fight me brightly and neatly, or are you going to use the mirror to deceive me?"

Zhao Xinggang hummed: "You set a trap to entrap us, and you still want to be fair? What a joke. The jade person blows, today's situation is completely yours, and you are not sorry for your death!"

Zhao Xinggang blew the demon mirror at the jade man, preparing to launch a fatal blow to him.

"The jade is over, Zhao Xinggang's strength is not lower than him, and now he urges the top emperor's soldiers, how can he resist?"

"Unless he also has soldiers of the top emperor. But the treasures of this level are the ancient forces, which is also one of the few. Today, he will definitely die!"

Everyone is not optimistic about the jade man blowing, but the jade man blowing with his hands behind his back, playing with the jade flute, with a clear look.

"My old man respects you as a hero, and I will let you die decently today!" Zhao Xinggang urged Zhao Demon Mirror with all his strength, and Zhao Demon Mirror began to recover greatly. The aura of terror was even more terrifying than a volcanic eruption. The light on the mirror surface became more and more prosperous, as if it had confined the sun in the sky in the mirror.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a bell-like voice sounded like a big Lu Hong. The bell was so long and desolate that it seemed to come from a dilapidated temple somewhere.

"Puff!"

A person beside Zhao Xinggang suddenly vomited blood and fell down. The faces of the others were shocked and pale.

"Boom!"

Another bell sounded. Yuanshou vomited blood and fell to the ground, unconscious.

"Where does the bell come from, how can it be so terrible?"

Zhao Xinggang hurriedly threw the demon mirror into the sky, and light rain fell from the demon mirror to protect him from the sound of the bell.

"Boom!"

The third bell rang.

"Ah!"

Another screamed and fell into the mountain. Even if he had covered his ears, it still didn't help.

"Who is it, get out of me!" Yu Mei yelled, eyes staring like fish-eyes, three bells in succession, shaking off his odd meridian and eight channels, if one were to come again, he would die undoubtedly.

Suddenly, everyone's eyes were cast to the west sky, and there appeared a figure, an old man, stepping into the air with one hand holding a quaint big clock.

This is a person who is as thin as a bamboo pole, wearing a tattered robe, like a jade, like a beggar. The clock in his hand was tattered, and some places were worn to the ground, like a rotten bell discarded in a temple, and he picked it up.

"Slaying the Immortal Taoist!" Han Yu just walked out of the main hall, and saw this scene, and couldn't help being in a daze.

"Why did the Taoist Slaughter Immortal come?" Han Yu looked at the Taoist Slaughter Immortal, and then at the Jade Man blowing. Judging from the dressing of the two, they really looked like the same family. They all came from the "gang of beggars". ".

"Boom!"

The bell rang again, and Yu Mei vomited blood and fell into the mountain.

The bell came from the broken bell held by Taoist Slaughter. The broken bell didn't ring by itself.

Everyone looked at Taoist Slaughter in a daze, shocked in their hearts. The broken clock he was holding was as tattered as his clothes, but now no one dared to underestimate him and the broken clock he was holding.

"Hanshan Temple!" Zhao Xinggang slowly spit out these three words. He was really familiar with the people who came here, and it was the brother who Jade called.

"Hanshan Temple, Han Yu?" Suddenly, Zhao Xinggang's heart moved, "When the Jade Man rescued Han Yu in the past, he said that Hanshan Temple and Han Yu had some connection with each other. Could this Hanshan Temple also come from the little one in Jingzhou? The Han family? Hanshan Temple has been in the world for more than two hundred years. No one knows his origin, maybe it is..."

"I didn't expect it, I didn't expect that such a character appeared in that little family in the barren land. It seems that the old man really underestimated that family!"

There was a lot of waves in Zhao Xinggang's heart. He thought of a lot from the words the jade person blew.

"Zhao Xinggang, you and he want to kill my junior, do you want to die?" Slaughter the immortal Taoist Hanshan Temple strode forward, staring at his eyes, feeling a little bit of anger and prestige.

"Hmph, your younger brother risked the world's ill will to protect the Heaven-Swallowing Demon Body. Everyone will get rid of it!" Zhao Xinggang suppressed the shock in his heart and responded forcefully.

"I really take myself seriously!" Hanshan Temple's arm shook, and the big clock he was holding hit Zhao Xinggang.

The broken clock is one foot high and it is dilapidated, but in action, it is like a majestic mountain, the simple and desolate air seems to be able to crush everything.

Zhao Xinggang yelled and urged the demon mirror, and a beam of terrifying light shot out from the demon mirror, which hit the broken clock directly.

"Boom!"

The broken bell rang loudly, the beam of light shattered, and finally the broken bell hit the demon mirror heavily.

"Boom!"

There was another loud noise, and the demon mirror was knocked upside down and flew away, smashing several mountains one after another, but Zhao Xinggang was shocked to cough up blood and retreated in panic.

As soon as the broken clock went forward, it rolled towards Zhao Xinggang.

"Huh?" Zhao Xinggang was so scared that he was so scared that he yelled in horror. Even looking at the demon mirror couldn't stop this broken clock, how could he resist it.

Hanshan Temple raised his hand and broke the bell and flew back. Zhao Xinggang escaped and couldn't help but breathe. Looking at Hanshan Temple, I saw Hanshan Temple's contempt, and his face flushed for a while.

Hanshan Temple obviously disdains to kill him.