The bright moon is like frost, freezing the heaven and earth.
Under this bright moonlight, all life was frozen.
At this moment, it seemed as if time had stopped for a moment, and the stagnation spread to the surroundings, gradually spreading from the small wilderness to the great world.
And those who came with various tasks were completely sealed in the small wilderness.
The Small Desolate Realm is attached to the Great Thousand Worlds, and the real will behind those people is also sealed between the Small Desolate Realm and the Great Thousand Worlds, with nowhere to escape.
The crooked moon hung high in the sky, echoing the red light bell that instantly suppressed the world.
All those who entered the small wilderness knew in their hearts that they had been trapped.
With a click, their minds turned, everyone escaped from the frozen state, and then began to struggle desperately.
However, it was too late.
The invisible passages became tangible, and the descending will was covered with a thin layer of frost.
Under their struggle, the frost cracked and shattered.
In an instant, it was able to escape, but the clicking sound was still ringing, and a thick and long bell sounded.
Under the sound of the bell, these wills that had just regained consciousness fell into confusion again.
At this moment, a faint blue firelight suddenly appeared in front of Jieying, who was standing on the foggy platform.
The firelight flashed away like a startling dragon.
The next moment, an ethereal figure appeared in Xiaohuang. within the environment.
Everyone who had been in a state of shock and doubt finally came to their senses: "Immortal Lord" Their eyes were fixed on Changli.
Sure enough, the appearance of Hongmang Zhong was not an accident.
Jieying, who was sitting very high up, kept his enigmatic smile.
Fortunately, he was quite clever, otherwise his image would have been lost.
That's right.
Master, if you don't warn him in advance when something happens, he almost fails to maintain his image as a powerful disciple.
The moment Changli stepped into the small wilderness, the bright moon in the sky suddenly trembled, and then the moon, as curved as a willow leaf, began to gradually become full.
Although he never believed that only a round moon is perfect, and a crescent moon is not perfect, perfection itself does not need to be paid much attention to, and he is not that lazy.
Since he has pinched a crescent moon, he will It doesn’t matter if the moon is shaped into a gradient The perfect shape of the moon depends entirely on his will.
If he wants it to be curved, he must make it curved, and if he wants it to be round, he must make it round.
This is the moon he wants.
Therefore, when those people were about to escape the control of the frost, the ice on their bodies was reinforced again with the bright moonlight.
Contrary to the moon, the Hongmang Bell, which had become as vast as a mountain range, quickly shrank and then fell into Chang Li's hands.
Changli raised his hand and shook it gently. clang Not only in Xiaohuang, but also in the vast world, a heavy bell rang.
The real Hongmang Bell left in Taixuan Sect also made a clear sound.
The two bells echoed each other, and at the moment when the layers of sound waves intersected, they exploded quickly, and then swept the entire world.
Whether it was the will to stay in Xiaohuang or the will to hide in the vast world, they were so shaken that they couldn't even keep their bodies.
At this moment, the world is silent, with no other sound except the bells that seem to be omnipresent.
The human heart is also silent, with no other thoughts except emptiness.
Even time seems to be silent, like this A breath of time has been taken away from the long river of time.
The sound of crashing, crashing came from time to time.
It seemed like a heavy fog had arisen in front of my eyes.
It was blurry and I couldn't see anything clearly.
There was a faint voice rising from the bottom of my heart.
It seemed to be the will of the world.
The whole world seemed to have turned into a pencil drawing.
The only color in the drawing was Chang Li holding the Hongmang Bell.
He was cold, calm, and persistent.
He shook the bell again, as if he was doing a trivial thing. .
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Then, the bell rang again, and the atmosphere like a solidified scroll was instantly crushed.
Everyone even heard a hissing sound.
The next moment, all the cover-ups of the soul that had concealed the will of the world were shattered.
Completely broken.
The foreign souls were completely exposed to the world's will and suffered the hostility of the world's will.
Seeing this, those wills that regard this world as fat simply did not hide it anymore, completely exposed their true colors, and attacked Changli without hesitation.
Standing in the clouds, Chang Li's expression did not change at all, and even the coldness in the corners of his eyes and brows remained the same as before.
His sleeves swayed slightly with the wind, and the next moment, another earth-shaking sound appeared.
The attacks that came all at once, with great tacit understanding, were instantly shattered, and the aftermath of the bells spread, causing the bodies of those who were hostile to explode directly, and they could only escape with their souls in embarrassment.
And at this moment, a distant voice that was deeply engraved into the origin of this world appeared. call At this moment, all the creatures in this world heard the sound coming from the underworld, and a sense of sudden enlightenment filled their hearts.
They seemed to hear the sound of all things activating, the sound of the sun rising and setting, and the sound of the sun rising and setting.
The sound of the cycle of life, immersed in the most original joy, unwilling to wake up.
The most original power of the avenue appeared in front of everyone at this moment, and then swallowed up those foreign wills.
Tragic screams resounded throughout the world, and Chang Li's flying clothes shrouded in the moonlight seemed to be stained with the coldness of the moonlight, making him look cold and cold.
The Hongmang Bell in his hand exudes a faint light.
After all, it is something he spent some time making, and it is more than enough to deal with these people.
In the Northern Han Immortal Territory, in the Taixuan Sect, the real Changli was holding the Xuanzhong, which was shaking continuously.
Who says that the Hongmang Bell in Xiaohuang Realm is not real?
Who can say that the Hongmang Bell in Taixuan Sect is fake.
Hongmang Bell, unlike several other treasures, was not conceived by heaven and earth, but was born in the hands of Chang Li, who polished it for hundreds of thousands of years before it was born.
Therefore, in terms of the harmony between the supreme treasure and the sect's Taoism, Hongmang Bell is the most suitable.
It is an inherited treasure specially refined by Changli for Taixuan Sect.
The other sect-suppressing treasures of the remaining sects were either obtained by chance and were not in line with the sect's moral principles, or, like Fucang Palace, they inherited the Taoist meaning of the treasure and regarded the treasure as the root of inheritance.
Using it cannot be regarded as a real inherited treasure at all.
As long as he put his effort into it, he would never do anything wrong.
Chang Li, who looked extremely alienated, easily left this group of people who always wanted to take advantage of others in this world.
Since you like these treasures so much, you might as well stay and be the stepping stones for these treasures to develop.
With your blood, the edge of the treasure will be even sharper.
Under the three bells, the intruders suffered heavy casualties.
However, in just a few breaths, the crescent moon in mid-air turned into a silver plate.
When the silver plate was completely perfect, Chang Li, who was in Taixuan Sect, waved his hand casually and sent the Hongmang Bell away.
The ringing of the heavy bells suddenly stopped, and two mysterious bells appeared in the same space.
Then, as if they were attracted, they quickly approached and merged into one.
At the same time, a strong will also forcibly cheered up, planning to cut off the gecko's tail and escape from the world.
And Changli seemed not to notice at all, letting them go, but just when they had just caught up with his own body, but still had a slight connection with the world, they suddenly started to attack.
A cold mirror light suddenly lit up, fixing everything on a constant track, and then the mirror light flipped, and the palaces that were infinitely far away were quickly moved to the small wilderness, and then, they were completely Devour.
The sound of clicking sounds kept coming.
This time it was no longer the sound of life disappearing, but the sound of the origin being swallowed up.
The nine-day thunder falls from time to time, the pure and dirty air are constantly separated, and the bright mirror light is interspersed from time to time, causing the enemy to be destroyed.
How can a few incarnations make up for the origin that Xuantian Realm has lost over the years?
Those who swallow people will always swallow them.
Substitutes can't make up for it, so use the original body to make up for it.
I don't want you to spit out what I swallowed.
I will just spit you out.
Just swallow it All grudges and old debts will be sorted out directly this time.
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It doesn’t matter if you can’t get back the origins of just a few treasures and immortals.
I just need to swallow you all, so the stolen things can come back to me.
The territory comes up.
At this moment, the will of Xuantian Realm became stronger than ever before.
Why is there only one Immortal Lord left who appears every tens of thousands of years?
It is naturally because those Immortal Lords continue to fall due to some unexpected reasons.
Why are there only a few treasures that once corresponded to the three thousand avenues?
, naturally because those treasures have long been lost.
And why the longevity of the master of Xuanzhen, who is supposed to have millions of years of immortality, keeps falling, naturally it is because the origin of the world is being depleted time and time again.
Why the Immortals in this world are worse than the Gods in the God Realm is naturally because of longevity.
Why the rank in this world is higher than the first line in the God Realm is naturally because it faced many difficulties when it was about to be upgraded.
Disaster.
If it doesn't want to fall down in rank again, it can only choose to swallow all these enemies and use them to replenish its origin.
Even if this will mess up its origin, even if its will will be scattered again after swallowing these, it still has to do this.
The wind between heaven and earth was loud, and the sounds of fighting kept echoing in his ears.
Changli put away his telescope and looked at the Hongmang Bell that was gradually taking shape, with a cold expression.
Wuwuwu, once, twice, three times, the back and forth bumping wind disrupted everyone's mood.
After everything was over, his figure was already indifferently close to the two-piece Hongmang Zhong held in his hand.
He thought for a while, then stretched out his hand and took the boundary stone formed by the energy impact next to the Xiaohuang Realm into the newly formed Hongmang Bell.
Boundary stones can form a new small world, which is a unique treasure.
Casting the boundary stone into the Hongmang Bell can be regarded as adding some details to Taixuan Sect.
Although this body is made of Taiwei True Flame, it will soon disappear after going through a confrontation to wear it down.
Chang Li, who looked like a candle in the wind, casually glanced at everyone present, and then said: "The Wild Sea Meeting will be held again."
As soon as he finished speaking, his figure disappeared completely.
At the same time, he also casually threw the Hongmang Bell out and landed in Jie Ying's hand.
As if they were just waking up from a big dream, everyone suddenly woke up after hearing Chang Li's instructions.
They didn't care about holding the Wild Sea Meeting again, but stared closely at the Hongmang Bell in Jie Ying's hand.
Jie Ying's whole body shivered at the sight of them.
He subconsciously rubbed the little clock with his hand, complaining in his heart.
He knew that his master was not so kind.
Thinking of what he had experienced after the apprenticeship ceremony, Xie Ying couldn't help but feel the vicissitudes of life on his face.
Haha, haha, is it too late for him to change his master now?
In the small wilderness, most of the people have turned into smoke and dispersed.
Only some real monks in this world have survived.
Changli is too lazy to deal with them, but the will of his world will not be easily let go. pass them.
Thief, you should slice the meat and eat it
After a long time, the few remaining people slowly stood up.
They looked at everything around them in confusion, unable to figure out the development of the situation.
Among these people, Yan Qing, whose true face was exposed, trembled in the sight of the big bosses.
Although she has no good intentions, and although she also has other motives, she is indeed a creature of her own world.
She is just a member of the demon clan who was beaten to pieces by the immortals and hides miserably in a small world. .
She is a real magic girl, but she is also a magic girl who died before she was born.
She has just sneaked into Taixuan Sect and has not had time to fight.
After a competition, Yan Qing had to face the cruel Demonic birth.
How could this happen?
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She had gone through so much trouble to sneak into the Wild Sea Society, but before she could make the Immortal Lord's disciple look at her differently and let her get close to the Immortal Lord, her true colors were revealed.
Can the drama still go on?
The pitiful Yan Qing shivered in the cool wind, and shed sad tears as she looked at the competitors who fell on the ground, each of them dying unattractively.
"Demons" Her presence was quickly noticed, and she was quickly captured.
Before being taken away, she struggled to look down with only her eyes turning.
That was Sui Liu who fell to the ground with fear still on her face.
She was thinking angrily: She didn't even have time to step on the bitch.
The bustle is another big drama, it starts in a jaw-dropping way and ends in a jaw-dropping way.
When the last scene came to an end, Jie Ying, who was left by her master to deal with those endless people, had a face spread out and drank the spiritual tea numbly.
Hehe, hehe.
At the Dongfu Bell, Changli began to refine a new magical weapon.
Fu Sheng is so boring.
He has dealt with those people who are big dramas all at once.
He has nothing to do recently.
That is to say, practice elixirs, practice weapons, and make a cultivation version of the game console.
As for his poor apprentice It's not that easy to take over his orthodoxy, just work hard slowly.
After enough hard work, it will become natural.
Tens of thousands of years later, Xue Ying, who had successfully inherited his master's mantle, said to his new disciple with a gentle face, "I'll leave it to you to deal with it.
I'll take the first step as a master
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