Chapter 96
Chapter 96
"When ~ when ~ when ~"
Just when everyone was terrified, the Youyou bell rang.The clearer and longer the bell sounded, it could quite calm people's hearts, but the hearts of the people were even more flustered.
"The bell of death!" Someone yelled in surprise, which attracted Uncle Wu's eyes.This bell is actually called Shangmeng Bell, which was jointly cast by two seniors of Shengxian Valley. When the bell rings, the bell can spread to every corner of Shengxian Valley. Lingfu, clearly audible, as if ringing in your ears.The sound of the bell is as clear as ever no matter how far it travels. Although this is not common, it is not uncommon. What is really strange is that this bell can sense the changes of the sky. Ring in advance to alert the owner.To say that the last time this bell rang was before the Great War of the Immortal Demon Abyss. Blood flowed like a river. There were countless deaths and injuries among immortal cultivators and demon cultivators, and countless ordinary people died. For a long time, the water that was dredged from the mountains was blood red, and you could see the cracks when you went shopping. body parts.In short, nothing good happens every time the bell rings.Over time, no one called the bell by its original name anymore, and everyone called it the death bell.
The bell rang one after another, and there was already a cowardly disciple over there crying on the ground: "This...what's going to happen again? I...I don't want to die!"
Of course, there are also calm technical geeks who analyze the general trend of the world: "It's only been more than 100 years since the war between immortals and demons ended. Demon cultivators and immortal cultivators have to cultivate well. It shouldn't be possible for the other party to make a comeback so soon, right? Press it well, the seal is not loose, and it is impossible for the demon king to be born. Tuntianhai has been calm recently, the patriarch of the Jiaoren clan just died, and the third son who is now succeeding to the throne is only 120 years old. You won't come out to make trouble, right? What is the bell warning? Could it be that the demon king who took Min Qingfeng's body and ran out of the secret realm is coming?"
Ying Qingtian's analysis at the beginning was quite reasonable, but after hearing his conclusion that Min Qingfeng was the *oss, she lost interest all of a sudden.Which boss is of Min Qingfeng's level?
Some people comforted their companions: "No, no, I heard that the death knell, the greater the crisis, the longer it rang. You just heard that it rang three times, which means it is not a catastrophe." This is true. You must know that on the eve of the Great War of Immortals and Demons, this clock rang for a whole day and night. The Tuntian Sea Clan launched a surprise attack. This bell rang for a day, and the Immortal Bone Land Island sank into the bottom of the sea. All the islanders had no life. This clock only It rang eighteen times, and now it's only three times, so it shouldn't be a catastrophe.
"All disciples, Shang Meng Dian, assemble." Just as everyone was panicking, a sound transmission talisman floated over and burned into ashes in the air.
It was the voice of the master.
"Let's gather at the Shangmeng Hall." After such a commotion, no one cared about the little conflict just now, Master Wu arranged for everyone to evacuate to the Shangmeng Hall.All the disciples looked serious, and no one spoke loudly anymore. While guessing anxiously, they went to Shangmeng Hall.
Dark clouds weigh heavily on her head, Ying Qingtian's heart is extremely heavy.Ever since he entered the Ascending Immortal Valley, he hadn't had a good day. After finally waiting for the stupid tiger to cross his catastrophe, he had to wait until the clouds opened to see the sun and the moon. Well, the death bell was ringing.It has only been three or four months now, I am afraid that the stupid tiger has just started to retreat, and an earth-shattering event is about to happen.I don't know how he, a little monk who hasn't even built a foundation, will survive this catastrophe. Maybe he will never see the tiger again.
"Hey, isn't that the head?" When they arrived at the Shangmeng Hall, someone had sharp eyes and immediately recognized the fairy-like old man in front of the Shangmeng Hall.
"Wow, the owner of the valley is here too!"
"Not only that, Guzhu's head, the nine peaks and eighteen envoys, are all here! Even Daoist Qiongyu, who never gets involved in sect affairs, is here too?"
Everyone looked at the little old men in front of the hall, and they all looked at each other tacitly: "Something big is going to happen."
Before Ying Qingtian heard that the clock only rang three times, she felt a little relieved at first, but now seeing the battle of the sect, she felt that it was not easy.Coincidentally, Uncle Wu asked the doubts in his heart for him.
Uncle Wu arranged a group of disciples, turned around and walked towards a thin Taoist priest with a goatee, and bowed to him respectfully: "Brother, the bell only rang three times, why is the head of the sect, the Valley Master, all here?"
The Taoist priest with goat beard had a sullen face and didn't speak. He just turned his head to the hall, motioning for him to look for himself.
"This!" Martial Uncle Wu turned his head to look into the hall, and was stunned on the spot.Now he finally knew why the bell only rang three times, but the head of the valley, Jiufeng, and eighteen envoys all came, because the death bell was broken now.After only three beeps, it was already broken.What a big deal this is going to happen!
Soon the news that the death bell was broken spread like wings, and everyone in Shengxian Valley knew about it.There were some blindly optimistic disciples who were whispering to each other before, but when the news came out, everyone seemed to be dead, and no one could make a sound.
Silence, deathly silence.
Ying Qingtian's heart became more and more sad.
"Disciples." In the gloomy silence, the owner of the valley took a step forward and stood up, "I believe you have all heard the bell of Shang Mengzhong. Shang Mengzhong, as a sacred object in the valley, has the purpose of seeking good fortune and avoiding evil. As a result, this unprovoked shattering is not yet known whether it is related to that unknown catastrophe. But I hope that all disciples can be more vigilant and stand ready..."
Before the owner of the valley could finish speaking, suddenly there was an earth-shattering sound wave from all around, which shook people's liver and gallbladder, and even the whole floating island couldn't help shaking. His cultivation base was profound, and he stabilized at the last moment.But the other disciples were not so lucky, they were all shaken by the sound.
"This... what's going on here! I don't want to die!" Some timid people have already cried out.
"It's not good!" Just when everyone was still in shock, a person rushed in staggering from outside, because he was in such a hurry that he didn't even notice that he had tripped over the threshold.The man crawled up to the head of the sect with all his hands and feet, "It's not good, the spirit beasts in the spirit beast garden are all crazy! They're all crazy!"
"What?" The head was startled and was about to ask in detail, when another gatekeeper disciple ran in, with a pale face and two wrestling looks, and when he saw the head, he screamed, "It's not good! There are a large number of monsters coming Come this way! We are attacking the guardian formation!"
The head of the sect was shocked by so many situations, and his mind became a little confused. Seeing this, Gu Zhu hurriedly stepped forward to ask him: "How many monsters are there? What kind of monsters are they? How are they cultivated?"
Before Gu Master could finish his sentence, another gatekeeper disciple ran in with blood all over his body: "Master, it's not good, the guardian formation can no longer support it!"
"What?!" The headmaster was shocked, "Why are you paying back for such an important matter now?!"
The disciple who came from behind was still clear-headed, and when he heard the headmaster's question, he immediately replied: "It's just the monster that was discovered just now! We don't know where so many monsters came from, densely packed, big and small, all over the place. There are all types and cultivation bases, our Senior Brother Xu, who was guarding the formation, was pierced through the heart by a thorn-clawed beast as soon as he went up, and now... the large formation of the guardian faction can no longer support it!"
"Beast tide! It's a beast tide!" Gu Zhu's complexion turned pale.The beast tide is a large-scale migratory activity of monsters caused by unknown reasons. The monsters in the beast tide are extremely cruel, and the damage is almost twice as high as usual. When Dalan City was destroyed by the beast tide , overnight, the most prosperous Yelan City was completely turned into a bloody ruin, which has not yet been restored.In front of the beast tide, Yelan City, the most powerful and prosperous city on the Qingluo Continent, is like this, let alone a small Ascension to Immortal Valley?
"It's over..." Gu Zhu raised his head, lowered his hands weakly, and let out a desperate sigh.He had already seen hordes of bloodthirsty beaked birds flying here, and this astonishing density shattered their last hope of escaping with their swords.
Is it just waiting to die like this?When Ying Qingtian saw Gu Zhu's appearance, a trace of despair flashed in his heart. He hugged the kitten in his arms tightly, gritted his teeth and found a corner to hide himself.
"Ah! Ah!" A huge blue bird landed heavily on the top of the Shangmeng Hall, shaking its head and making several long calls.
"This is... Qingyufeng?" A well-informed disciple recognized it at a glance, "It's so big, it should have lived for 3000 years..."
The Qingyufeng has half the bloodline of the ancient Qingfeng, and is one of the extremely rare ancient exotic birds in the world. The last time the world saw the Qingyufeng was more than 300 years ago.Now there is a living green feather phoenix in front of them, but no one can get excited.
Hundreds of extremely rare birds and beasts scrambled to land on and off the hall, or groomed their feathers, or licked their paws. After a while of despair, the people who thought that disaster was imminent, slowly discovered that these monsters did not seem to want to hurt themselves. Meaning, even Ying Qingtian, who was holding a kitten in her arms, poked her head out curiously.
"What... what's going on here?" After the initial panic, some disciples also became curious and began to look at these strange birds in amazement.
All the exotic birds ignored these curious gazes. After combing their feathers, they all raised their heads high and solemnly looked in the same direction.
The disciples became even more curious: "What are they looking at? They look so serious."
Ying Qingtian's eyes turned around on the exotic birds, and then followed their eyes...
etc!this direction!Isn't this direction Xiyapshan? !They...they couldn't be attracted by stupid tigers! ! ! !
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