Dragon Proud Valkyrie

Chapter 644 Mad Killing

"Desolate Soul Buddha Bell!"

Long Hao looked around, there were huge black clocks, his fists clenched tightly.

No matter what, I have to surrender this magical treasure.

Human ghosts and earth ghosts also saw it.

The entire Moyun Peak is full of huge black clocks.

"The magic treasure, hahaha, this is the magic treasure."

"Second brother, do you know him?"

Of course the ghost knew that there must be a treasure born in Mo Yunfeng, but they didn't know what kind of treasure it was.

The ghost nodded.

Suppressing the endless excitement in his heart, he said pleasantly: "The ancestor of Gui Yanmen is actually a demon warrior, but in order to survive, he can only choose to hide."

The human ghost listened quietly, never knowing that the ancestor of the sect would be a demon warrior.

"I read the record in an ancient book of the sect. In the Tianmo Palace, there is a treasure of the demonic way, called the Bell of the Dead Soul."

"Is this what it is?"

"It shouldn't be wrong."

How can we not be surprised!
How can you not be excited!
What nonsense demon way, as long as you can strengthen your own strength, that is the right way.

The Floating Soul Bell, according to the legend, is the supreme treasure of the Heavenly Demon Palace, possessing the power to destroy heaven and earth. The two of them really did not expect that they would meet here.

"Second brother, what should we do now?"

"Look for a chance to surrender, absolutely not let Long Hao get it."

"kindness."

If the magic treasure is spread outside, it may cause a sensation in the whole continent, especially the Tianmo Palace.

Since the Lost Soul Bell was lost, the Heavenly Demon Palace has been looking for it everywhere.

Outside Moyun Peak.

"Look, what's going on here?"

"The strong magic power is sweeping, could it be that some treasure was born?"

"Giant clock!"

The entire Moyun Peak is shrouded in majestic and vast magic power. Giant clocks are scattered all over the Moyun Peak. Looking from a distance, it is very spectacular.

Who is not a sharp-eyed warrior who has entered the realm of seizing luck.

Everyone could feel that there must be a treasure born in Mo Yunfeng.

Demon warriors, everyone can get them and punish them.

just.

The treasure of the magic way is two different things, especially if it can attract such magic power, if you think about it, you can know what this treasure means.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh~~~!

In front of the treasure, no one could resist, one by one crazily broke into Moyun Peak, trying to snatch this magic treasure.

In the nine-day void of Moyun Peak, the magic power was tumbling, and it kept roaring upwards.

Long Hao also didn't know, among the countless mourning soul floating slaughter bells, which giant bell was the real magic treasure.

There are too many densely packed giant bells. Looking at them at a glance, Long Hao shook his head a little depressed. If he continues to search like this, I believe that even if he is exhausted, he will not be able to find the real ghostly bell.

"Devil's Burial, can you sense which giant clock is the real Bell of the Dead Soul?"

Demon Burial said: "According to my guess, all the giant clocks here are fake, all of them are phantoms, and the real Grief of Souls Buddha Bell should be sealed."

Countless gigantic clocks exuded a fearful aura, roaring ferociously.

呲味, 呵味, 呵味~~~!

The piercing bells and cold roars echoed throughout the Moyun Peak, and in an instant, waves of terrifying killing intent began to burst out from every giant bell.

The warriors who just poured in were instantly invaded by magic power, followed by harsh voices, echoing in their minds, instantly eroding the soul of their minds.

"Ah~! Kill! I want to kill everyone, ah~!"

His eyes were red, revealing endless killing intent, his face roared ferociously, and within a few seconds, he had already fallen into a killing madness, only knowing about killing.

The warriors who followed the influx were slaughtered by their companions before they could react, and the rest of them were extremely shocked, and they just wanted to leave again, which became somewhat impossible.

The change of Moyun Peak attracted many warriors, who stepped into Moyun Peak one after another to fight for treasures, but after entering Moyun Peak, they couldn't resist the erosion of magic power, and instantly became mad killers, only knowing killing, killing, or killing.

One by one, the warriors stepped into Moyun Peak, 60.00% of the warriors could not resist, each warrior began to be eroded by the magic power, and gradually became crazy.

Moyun Peak has completely turned into a purgatory on earth. Apart from killing, here is a bloody massacre. The scene is extremely bloody. Warriors who have fallen into madness only know how to kill. Warriors who have not fallen into madness must resist the killing and be careful of the invasion of magic power.

Now the Moyun Peak is completely boiling, and the human ghost and the earth ghost are resisting with all their strength. As expected of the Saint Venerable Realm, their state of mind is far above that of ordinary warriors.

Even so, the two of them still didn't dare to be careless in the slightest, resisting the magic power with all their strength, for fear of being eroded.

The Moyun Peak was soon completely stained red with blood, the giant clock still made piercing sounds, and there were bloody killings and miserable roars everywhere.

Long Hao didn't dare to have the slightest hesitation, and immediately activated the Immortal Swallowing Art in his body, and the demonic martial arts taught him by the demon burial, even so, he still felt a little trembling, and the erosion of magic power was too overbearing.

"Long Hao, hurry up and use your Buddhist martial arts. Once it is eroded by magic power, even if it is not influenced by killing, it will be very harmful to your cultivation."

Nodding his head, how could Long Hao not know what the magic burial said, and immediately cast the Heavenly Burial Ten Thousand Buddhas Seal, strands of Buddha's power instantly condensed into a Buddha's power aura.

There was a sound of Buddha's chant, and the harsh sound of collisions fiercely, the Buddha's prestige around was rolling, and waves of magic power collided fiercely, exuding terrifying air waves.

Immediately sitting cross-legged, the Immortal Swallowing Art in Long Hao's body began to run crazily, cycle by cycle.

Giant bells spread all over the Moyun Peak.

"Long Hao, hurry up and follow my aura, I have already locked on the Bell of the Dead Soul Buddha."

Shaking his head, Long Hao said: "Mo Zan, do you have a way to let me devour the magic power here and improve my realm."

There is still more than a year and a half left before going to Cold Blood City. His current strength alone is definitely far away. According to Zhou Yan's words before, Long Hao can guess that among the warriors who pursue Bing'er, not only There is an earthly realm, and even a heavenly realm.

He rushed to Cold Blood City by himself, and the last time he had to advance to the Earth Honorable Realm.

In normal cultivation, even with the help of Immortal Swallowing Heaven Art, it is difficult to break through in a short period of time. If you can devour the magic power here and transform it into your own strength, I believe it will definitely improve your strength a lot.

Mo Zang said: "Long Hao, you have to think about it. Once you devour the magic power here, although you can improve your realm in a short time, it will have a great impact on your state of mind. If you can't suppress it, it will even make you Slowly becoming bloodthirsty, killing."

[PS: Thank you brother: ★ˇ ZDR for the reward]

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