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This Poisonous Text Volume 225, [The Ancestor Comes Out] "Dingling bells!"

The bronze bell around Mo Beihe's waist made a sound.

His right hand, which was stroking the bell, stopped involuntarily.

He only paused for a moment, and then continued to rub it, as if the sound of the bell was normal. He was used to it and didn't particularly care.

But in fact, he was using his spiritual consciousness to carefully explore the surroundings, and his heart was very solemn.

Since he took over the position of leader, this brass bell has not rung before.

The copper bell is very magical, it can detect danger.

If there is a practitioner in the sixth realm or above showing murderous intent nearby, the copper bell will sound a warning.

If the person wearing the bell is about to enter a dangerous place, the bell will also warn.

This bell was acquired by Master Tianque during his early travels. It is estimated that it is very old and is an ancient relic.

Master Tianque relied on this bell to survive all the way to the seventh realm.

Without the warning of this bell, Master Tianque would have died countless times.

Sometimes, that's it. Even if you are a genius, you may not be able to make a difference. What if you die halfway?

God is jealous of talents and routine operations.

After Master Tianque lived in obscurity all his life and passed away, the bell became the master's token.

This thing is really stable, but it's a pity that the next disciples of Tianque Sect are not very talented. What will happen if they live to their peak?

You can't stand out!

The short and extremely ugly Mo Dalang sat on a high chair, then quickly dodged to the right, and took out a long gun from the storage ring, which was as long as two of him.

The spear was completely black, but the tip of the spear had a lavender sheen.

The pattern on the gun body is very beautiful, with two swimming dragons engraved on it.

The moment Mo Beihe took cover, half of the room was torn apart, and a burly man appeared from nowhere, holding a giant blade in his hand.

The bottom of the giant blade is jagged, and there are round holes one after another in the upper part, with copper rings hanging inside the round holes.

When the wind blows, the giant blade will make a whimpering sound, like a ghost weeping.

"I let you escape." Liu Ying glanced at Mo Beihe indifferently, and his eyes were fixed on the bell on his waist.

"Sure enough, this copper bell gave you a warning." He waved the giant blade again, and a fierce sword was produced. Mo Beihe held a gun to resist, and almost couldn't hold the spear in his hand.

"At least the sixth realm! Maybe even the peak of the sixth realm!" Mo Beihe's face was very ugly.

Streams of light rushed towards the direction of the main hall. All the elders of Tianque Sect sensed the movement and flew over together.

Liu Ying looked around at everyone and felt confident.

He originally wanted to take Mo Beihe away, because according to the description of the priest, he knew that it was Mo Beihe who gave the key.

But since he was discovered by the copper bell, he naturally couldn't take the dwarf away silently.

Fortunately, he had just sensed that there was not even anyone above the sixth level in the entire Tianque Sect. For him, it was not difficult to slaughter the sect.

It's just that the priest has told me that this trip should not be publicized, and it is better to be careful.

The person who took away the key could not even be reckoned with by the priest. He even had ten fingers broken off and one eye blinded.

Liu Ying knew that he was no match for such a great cultivator. He probably wouldn't be able to defeat the person who took the key out of ten.

Therefore, the purpose of his trip was just to find out who that person was from the gate of Tianque!

As for the keys and beads, we can only figure them out slowly next.

Unlike in the TV series, where you have to state the reasons and process before a fight, the battle at Tianquemen Peak is about to start, and it is just a one-sided crushing.

Several elders couldn't even block Liu Ying's sword, and ordinary disciples had no need to come. They only brought food when they came.

However, Liu Ying didn't seem to have any intention of going on a killing spree. After seriously injuring everyone, he stepped on Mo Beihe's right leg and crushed it to pieces.

The sound of bones breaking was very harsh.

"Tell me who you gave this to, and I will spare your life."

"Otherwise, I will slaughter your whole family tonight!"

Mo Beihe looked at the portrait in Liu Ying's hand and naturally recognized it at a glance.

Isn't this what we gave to Lu Xun?

Although his cultivation talent is not very good, he is not a fool either.

He could naturally imagine that this mysterious man who suddenly came to his door was going to cause trouble for Lu Xun.

Mo Beihe looked at him and said, "I haven't seen him before, so I don't know."

Liu Ying kicked him in the chest.

Mo Beihe slid across the ground and stopped when he hit a pillar.

He spat out a mouthful of blood, stared at Liu Ying fiercely, and said, "I don't know!"

It's not that he fell in love with Lu Xun at first sight and wanted to protect him.

But he is very clear about the stakes involved.

First of all, it is unknown whether Liu Ying will spare everyone as he promised.

It is childish and ridiculous to place hope on the mercy of the enemy.

Secondly, he didn't know what Lu Xun's purpose was for doing all this, or what the Mo Sect's purpose was.

Now that I think about it, Lu Xun was looking for this thing, and on the night he got it, Mount Tai was razed to the ground. There should be a lot of connection.

Plus tonight a mysterious man comes to your door...

All revealed a trace of unusualness!

Tianquemen... seemed to be involved in a whirlpool.

And it may be swallowed up completely at any time!

Mo Beihe didn't know what had happened, nor did he know the real purpose of the strong man in front of him.

But he knew very well that he had been pushed to the table.

He had to gamble and make a choice.

The stakes were the entire Tianque Gate!

The development of the situation would be an unknown, and he couldn't predict what would happen next.

As the head of the sect, his responsibility was very simple.

Minimize the damage to the Tianque Gate and maximize the benefits!

All the people in the Tianque Gate respect me, respect me, listen to my orders, and have great power.

Then, in this case, as the head of the Tianque Gate, he would have to shoulder this responsibility.

In fact, at this time, the simplest choice was to kill the mysterious man in front of him.

In this way, not only would the problem at hand be solved, but Lu Xun of the Demon Sect would also owe the entire Tianque Gate a favor!

The key to the problem was how to kill?

Mo Beihe, the dwarf, was lying on the ground at this moment, and his whole body was twitching instinctively because of the pain.

His eyes were bloodshot, but he was not timid at all.

He was an orphan, and was taken to the mountain by the former head of Tianque Sect and accepted as a disciple.

The master treated him as his own son, and his fellow disciples were as close to him as brothers.

A little beggar became the head of a sect. Sometimes when he recalled the past, he felt like a dream.

Everything he had was given by Tianque Sect, and he would have to pay it back sooner or later.

Because he was a beggar when he was a child, he seemed a little arrogant after entering the sect. In fact, he was using arrogance to cover up his inferiority in his heart.

People are always like this. The more they lack something, the more they try to show it.

But when Lu Xun came to Tianque Sect, he was so flattering.

The dwarf-like man fell to the ground and muttered to himself: "Lu Xun, you are the junior master of the Demon Sect. Your favor should be very valuable, right?"

He had made a decision.

Since he was at the gambling table, he had to learn to win big with a small investment!

Mo Beihe practiced his skills, and the blood in his body seemed to be burning.

He was like a dwarf. There were so many short people in the entire Tianque Sect. There was a reason for this, and it was not that everyone was born like this.

And this is the trump card of Tianque Sect on the gambling table!

Mo Beihe yelled at the top of his lungs, spitting out blood and saliva:

"Burn my heart and blood, burn my blood!

"Please come out of the mountain!!!"

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