The heavens start with letting the bullets fly

Chapter 889
"This is?" Bai Suzhen's face was serious, as if thinking of something terrible.

"Sister, what is this?" Xiaoqing asked.

"Turning day into night, wasting space, howling ghosts and howling wolves, this is the 'Eastern Emperor Bell' from Wuling in the past, a remnant of the legendary Eastern Emperor Taiyi." Bai Suzhen said: Qianqianyu clenched her hands into fists. "I didn't expect the son of the earl to own it and take it out of Wuling. No wonder he is so confident."

Pang Yong clenched his broadsword, and hurriedly asked: "Is this Donghuang Bell very powerful?"

They all showed solemn expressions on their faces, but Chen Zhao's expression was indifferent, with a look of indifference.

He looked at Bai Suzhen, obviously he didn't know the origin of the Eastern Emperor Bell.

But seeing his calm and composed appearance, everyone present calmed down a little.

Before Bai Suzhen could answer, ghosts and wolves rushed towards her with their teeth and claws open. She frowned slightly, and with a swipe of her hand, rays of light shot out from her hand, knocking down countless ghosts.

But there were too many souls, and they came rushing forward one after another. Pang Yong shouted again and again, dancing the sword in his hand like a windmill.

But the ghosts and ghosts are empty and transparent, and the steel knife has no effect at all.

But he was full of energy and blood, and the gangsters could only howl around him, but they couldn't cause substantial harm to him.

At the same time, Xiaoqing also used her magic power again and again to repel the ghosts.

But there are too many ghosts and wolf souls
Bai Suzhen gave a cold drink, circled the realgar sword in a big circle in her hand, murmured something, and shouted: "Get up!"

There were several explosions in the air, and sixteen long pillars of fire characters appeared out of thin air.The blue-white flame rose and burned fiercely, protecting everyone in a small space.Every time those vicious ghosts whizzed over and hit the pillar of fire, they would utter a shriek and scream. In some cases, their burned bodies would shrink a lot, or in severe cases, they would be wiped out on the spot.

As for the martial arts people studying on the other side, they are naturally out of range.

It's just that the son of Kang Dingbo wanted to deal with Chen Zhao and others wholeheartedly, and ignored these minions.

Here, Bai Suzhen set up a large protective formation, which barely blocked the howling ghosts and wolves. Although she didn't consume much mana, with her ability, she could only do so much.

"Haha, Master Xu, I didn't expect that you have such a powerful confidante who can block the howls of ghosts and wolves from my Eastern Emperor Bell. It's really amazing!"

Outside the pillar of fire, the confident voice of Kang Dingbo's son resounded.

"The son of the world has supernatural powers, and the poor Taoist admires him very much!"

This was the voice of the middle-aged Taoist priest from the Maoshan lineage.

The voices of the two were whistling in front and whistling behind, and it was impossible to judge their position.And the surroundings changed from day to night, only ghosts crying and wolves howling, the gray mist was misty, and the figures of the two of them could not be seen clearly at all.

"This heroine's magic power is also very strong, but it's a pity that she relies on her own blood essence rather than mobilizing the power of heaven and earth to form a formation. Even if I can persist for an hour, I still have a steady stream of ghosts flocking to me, hahahaha, until now At that time, even if your blood is strong, you will be exhausted by my spirit!"

Kang Dingbo's son let out a smug laugh.

Surrounded by ghosts and wolves, the outside is the darkness where you can't see your fingers. Although the sixteen fire pillars are burning, as the son of Kang Dingbo said, no matter how long you persist, there will be a time when the mana is exhausted.

The method of Kang Dingbo's son was not cultivated by himself, but passed down from the Wuling Man, and it was a remnant left by the ancient monster clan great sage Donghuang Taiyi.

Although it is a defective product, it may not even have one percent of the mana of the genuine Donghuang Bell, but the mana contained in it is not something that ordinary people or ordinary monsters can resist.

"Sister, what should I do?"

An anxious look appeared on Xiaoqing's face, but her beautiful eyes looked at Chen Zhao in a daze.

She knew that her sister's mana was powerful, but there was a limit to her demon power.

The cultivation energy of more than 800 years is not enough to look at in front of the tens of thousands of ancient monsters who practice at every turn.

Besides, the Eastern Emperor Bell was born with the magic power to restrain all kinds of monsters. Even though Bai Suzhen used the orthodox Taoism of Taoism, it was still impossible to hold on for too long.

Bai Suzhen knew this, and so did Xiaoqing.

So Xiaoqing looked at Chen Zhao.

Chen Zhao's calm and confident expression fascinated her deeply and made her fall in love. For some reason, she didn't even have the slightest sense of fear.

And Bai Suzhen looked at Chen Zhao, and said helplessly: "Xu Xianggong, what he said is right, this strange formation is not something I can break, but as long as we rush out, this formation will be resolved naturally, the only thing to worry about is this. It’s a wasted space.”

"Oh?" Chen Zhao looked at Bai Suzhen and asked with a smile, "What is vain space?"

The crowd was stunned.

When is this, you still care about this kind of thing.

However, Bai Suzhen is a thousand-year-old monster after all, and she has her heart on Chen Zhao. In addition, the time is not hindered at this time, so she calmly explained: "The so-called vain space is the space where the ancient gods cultivated. , hidden in a very small space. Later, the Buddha Sakyamuni carried him forward and created the mustard seed, one flower, one world, one leaf, one Tathagata.”

"The Sun Wukong, the great sage equal to heaven who is making troubles in the sky, can turn a hundred and eight thousand miles with a somersault, but he can't turn the palm of the Buddha. He is talking about the hand of the Buddha, which has turned into a mustard seed. The space inside Infinity, no matter how far Sun Wukong turns, he will naturally not be able to turn his palm."

"Now that this man's Eastern Emperor Bell is swaying, we are not only in this formation of howling ghosts and wolves, but also in a void space. As long as this formation is not broken, no matter how far we go, we will still be within this formation."

"Hahaha, Master Xu, I didn't expect you, a confidante, to have such insight. I admire her, but you can't protect her. You can only watch you burn away together. It's a pity!"

At this moment, the son of Kang Dingbo is even more proud.

On the one hand, it puts psychological pressure on the people in the formation, and on the other hand, it targets the middle-aged Taoist priests of the Maoshan sect.

"is it?"

Chen Zhao chuckled and waved his right hand again.

He showed his weapon, that Fangtian painted halberd which was faintly green and bright.

With a loud shout, he stepped forward and unfurled the halberd.

He is a super warrior with the appearance of a fairy and strong inner energy, and the Beixuan Divine Art that he and Zhang Sanfeng studied together has the spirit of a true martial artist.

Emperor Zhenwu's actions in his whole life were to kill demons and ghosts. Wherever he went, all ghosts were frightened, and all of them were trembling with fear.

Therefore, the aura attached to the halberd soars into the sky, the spirit of true martial arts bursts out into the sky, and the ghosts and wolf monsters in the sky shriek and hide in all directions. Nothing.

Even the black curtain of the virtual space was opened up by Chen Zhao's halberd, and a ray of white light emerged from the heavy mist, just like the sunshine in the gap between the dark clouds.

"What? How dare you shatter the void with a long halberd?"

Kang Dingbo's son screamed, his eyes full of disbelief.

His figure was also seen by everyone in the white light through the heavy mist.

Chen Zhao glanced at it quietly, and smiled slightly: "No matter how advanced your Taoism is, you don't know one thing. Do you know the origin of my long halberd?"

"Where did it come from!"

The prince asked tremblingly, without the arrogance he had just now.

(End of this chapter)