At this point of view, Wu Yun was stunned.

He swear that he has never seen such a violent attack method, without any fancy moves, and no extra waste.

The whole space attack method of the creation of Shenzhong seems to have no purpose, and the attack is unattended. In fact, the attack of each subtle corner is accurate to the extreme.

What makes Wu Yun really stunned is this, which is the creation of the god bell. The degree of control over its own power has reached a degree of approaching perfect.

On the surrounding walls, dozens of dark dark vortex seem to be under the destruction of this force.

And it can no longer continue to confuse Wu Yun's consciousness, it has lost its psychedelic ability shortly.

"Is it successful?"

Wu Yun was a little excited, but at the same time lost some.

I was excited because it seemed to be successful immediately because of this look.

The loss was because things did not follow the development of Wu Yun's imagination. He thought that the soul of the owner of the Jailin Tower would fight back. At that time, he could see a battle between the real strong.

However, no.

Seeing that these dark vortex are about to be scattered, but there is no power to fight back.

But no matter what, this result is not a bad thing.

On the contrary, if he was defeated, he failed to break the illusion, that was what Wu Yun really should really worry.

Everything is progressing steadily. Seeing that those dark vortex are gradually collapsed, and it seems that it is going to be successful.

Wu Yun's mood gradually relaxed.

However, at this moment, Wu Yun's face suddenly changed, and said to himself: "No, wrong, stop, the attack of the god bell stopped, the power of the attack is rapidly fading, what's the matter?"

With doubt, Wu Yun turned his head sharply and looked at the creation of the gods in the air.

It doesn't matter if you look at it, Wu Yun can take a breath directly.

He couldn't even imagine when all of this happened and how it happened.

In other words, the result of Wu Yun's wanting happened.

Faced with the violent attack of the Creative Clock, the other party was still hand.

This was the result of Wu Yun's want, but at this moment Wu Yun began to panic.

Because the other party's hand is returning, it doesn't make any sense for Wu Yun who wants to learn experience.

He didn't know how the other party shot, and even without any fighting.

At this moment, I saw an invisible spiritual hood, which was bound to the creation god bell that floated in the air directly in the air.

Moreover, the restraint is not the action of creating the god bell, but to imprison him in the small space built by this spiritual mask.

There is no doubt that the spiritual hood of the creation of the god bell was exhibited by the owner of the jail tower who was talking before.

Moreover, powerful and terrible, just this counterattack, can be seen that the gap between them.

Create the god bell, far from the opponent of the owner of the prison tower in this world.

It can be seen that the creation of Shenzhong's attempts to break through this aura wall countless times. The violent wasteland has been exhibited to the extreme, and it has impacted this spiritual hood over and over again.

However, everything seems to be futile, and the domineering bell, which has just been domineering, has no room for resistance in front of this aura.

The other party did not have the ability to imprison him, but he was completely locked in this area directly, and wasolate all his connections with the outside world.

The outside world, lost his strength to maintain, is also directly collapsed.

Those dark vortexes that were about to be knocked down by the bells were almost running again.

"So strong!"

Wu Yun couldn't help but exclaimed that the master of the prison tower was too strong. In a sense, only the residual soul was left, and the creation god bell with the rupture of the body should be at the same level.

However, he trapped the creation of the god bell so easily. It can be seen that if the two are at the peak, the creation of the god bell may not be far from the opponent of the master of the prison tower.

"It is indeed a terrible existence that can be able to compete with heaven, can easily create the world, and isolate the Tiandao outside. The strength is really terrible!"

Wu Yun said to himself. After a while, he glanced forward subconsciously.

Those dark vortexes that have lost the attack of the magic bell have already restored its psychedelic effect.

When Wu Yun saw it, he immediately trapped in and could not extricate himself.

Before, the reason why he was able to wake up in time is because of the help of creating the god bell.

But now, the creation of the god bell is bound by the energy cover. His power cannot be exerted at all.

Seeing that Wu Yun was confused again, he walked towards those dark vortex step by step.

The creation of the bell was a little panicked because he knew the horror of these dark vortex, but as long as Wu Yun was swallowed, it would be possible.

"Stink boy, you wake up, come back soon!"

Seeing that Wu Yun walked step by step, the creation of the god bell eagerly yelled.

However, his roar did not play any role. Wu Yun had completely trapped in, and because at the beginning, Wu Yun had no precaution.

At this moment, with Wu Yun's own ability, I am afraid it is difficult to have the power to return to heaven.

"Stink boy, you are crazy!"

The creation of Shenzhong roared again, but still did not get any response.

"Bastard, you stop, don't hurt him, you know he is ..."

Suddenly, the creation of the god bell yelled towards the empty space of the three -layer space, but halfway, he stopped again.

He wanted to say the person behind Wu Yun, but he suddenly found that it seems that these are useless.

If he is the disciple of the martial arts, there is no effect, the owner of the prison tower was able to compete with the heavenly road, and the strength of the martial arts could not enter his eyes.

But if that person is said, it may be able to play a role, but the result is very likely to be counterproductive.

"I said that when I arrived at me, I had to do things in accordance with my rules. I respect you the ancient relics that you bred with the heavens and the earth.

After saying this, there was no sound, and the aura of the constraint of the bell, but it did not disappear.

"well!"

The bell of the creation of the bell sighed, watching Wu Yun, who was walking towards the dark vortex, opened his mouth, and after all, he didn't speak again.

At this moment, Wu Yun has long lost consciousness, and he has completely fallen into the illusion.

In front of his eyes, he was still the same export channel as before. He was still the same idea as before. In the past, see where this is the passage.

As everyone knows, waiting for him, it is very likely that it will be a trap of death.
Chapter completed!