Countless cracks had already emerged from the ground under Jing Jiu. If this was not the core of Yunmeng Formation, the ground was as hard as a magic weapon, it would be afraid that his people would be pushed into the ground.

As heavy as a mountain, this is one of the most important features of Jingyun Bell.

Qilin looked at Jing Yunzhong in his hand, and the incredibleness and anger in his eyes gradually turned into fear and fear. Even his breathing became much more rapid. His front hooves kept pushing the ground lightly, and his waist sank slightly. He was not thinking about escaping, but preparing to kneel down...

Jingyun Bell is the most treasure of the Zhongzhou School. It has unimaginable power and cannot be used from a distance like a magic weapon. However, if it sounds in the ears of practitioners, whether it is a great thing or a so-called exiled immortal, its soul will collapse and be in pain.

In the battle of Chaoge City, it was as strong as even three months. He was extremely afraid of Jing Yunzhong in the hands of Zhenren. Just yesterday, the strongest man in the underworld, the Underworld almost died because his face was attacked by his childhood face with Jing Yunzhong.

Now no one in the world can match Jing Jiu's speed. If he is asked to chase the other party with Jing Yun Bell and keep ringing, it is indeed an insolvable killing move.

The problem is that Qilin is a real ancient beast with unimaginable natural power and realm strength. Just as he said, he doesn't know how many means he hides. Logically speaking, even if he is afraid of Jing Yunzhong in Jing Jiu's hand, he will not be afraid of being like this now, which is worse than Ada.

Why is this?

"The legend is that Jingyun Bell is your natural divine creature, and it has been tied between your neck since ancient times."

Jing Jiu looked at Qilin and said, "And I don't believe in any myths or legends."

He himself is the legend of Chaotian Continent, so he naturally knows that legends are often far from the truth, but there are some inexplicable connections.

For example, in the world of cultivation, it is said that Emperor Xiao was hiding in a turtle shell, which was obviously influenced by the Yuan turtle. In fact, it was just the most solid treasure in the world. Sometimes it was a turtle shell, and sometimes it was a river clam. If Emperor Xiao wanted to, he could even turn it into a palace.

And at some point, this connection is even more interesting, with legends and truths even being completely opposite.

If Jing Yunzhong was not a natural magical creature of Qilin, why would it always be tied to its neck, and why would it become a magic weapon that only the head of Zhongzhou Sect can hold?

He only needed to make a simple inference and he got an answer close to the truth.

In fact, this answer was found hundreds of years ago with Taiping Zhenren, but it was only confirmed today through Qilin's reaction.

Jingyun Bell is not a natural divine object of Qilin, but a divine object that is born to restrain it. It may be born naturally from heaven and earth, it may be refined by a powerful man in ancient times, or it may be cast by the founder of the Zhongzhou School.

The Qingshan Sect has the same principle as Chengtian Sword Sheath to restrain all things with one sword.

Hearing Jing Jiu's words, Qilin knew that he understood the real purpose of Jing Yunzhong. Anger flashed deep in his eyes, forcibly suppressing the tremor in his heart, and said, "Is it a bit too much for you to use the treasures of the Zhongzhou Sect to deal with me, the Zhongzhou Sect's divine beast?"

Jing Jiu said: "It's very suitable."

Qilin shouted in despair and angrily: "This matter has nothing to do with me!"

Jing Jiu said: "I'm also very surprised why Bai Yuan didn't take you with him in doing this."

Qilin said: "I am an expert in the immortal family. It doesn't matter if I kill a few people occasionally. How can I do such a thing? Isn't I afraid that the Heavenly Dao will accept me?"

The changes in the aura of heaven and earth naturally cannot hide the perception of this ancient divine beast.

"Real person, please calm down. That girl Bai Yuan is obviously crazy, so she would do such an outrageous thing."

Qilin looked at Jing Jiu and said helplessly: "Since that's the case, how could she care about my life or death?"

Jing Jiu said: "In this way, even if she knows that I want to kill you, she won't show up?"

Qilin said seriously: "Not bad."

"If I don't kill her within an hour, I'll come back and kill you."

After saying this, Jing Jiu put away Jing Yunzhong, turned around and left Yunmeng Mountain.

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...

The bright sword light broke through the endless clouds and mist, returned to the fields and mountains and rivers of Chaotian Continent, flying and walking through at an unimaginable speed.

The sword light saw the entire world and was also seen by the entire world.

All the people in rural towns thought they saw the ominous meteors in the daytime, and felt that they were very unlucky and kept spitting.

People from various sects of practice naturally would not think so. Looking at the fleeting sword light in the sky, infinite awe and yearning arise in their hearts.

On a huge cloud boat, Tan Zhenren put away his bloody handkerchief, looked at the sword light that kept lit up between the sky and the earth, and the wrinkles on his broad forehead became deeper, and he sighed.

People in the Qingshan Mountains naturally saw the sword light, and their emotions and reactions were different.

At the top of the Shenmao Peak, Liu Shisui put his hands together and whispered the scriptures he learned from Guocheng Temple. Yuanqu held a pen and paper, constantly calculating the speed of the sword light and the number of passages entering the underworld. He wanted to calculate how long it would take for the head of the sect to find Bai Zhenren. Zhuo Rusui was lying on a bamboo chair, holding his head with his hands, not knowing what he was thinking.

When the sword light was traveling through the world, Ping Yongjia kept pinching the sword technique in the sword peak.

His face was pale, his sword intent was extremely consumed, and his fingers kept trembling at the sky.

Rather than saying that he was driving the sword, the current situation was more like the sword light tractioning his will.

Zhao Layue did not look at the sword light in the sky, and was staring at Ping Yongjia's face from beginning to end.

Master Guangyuan thought she was worried that Ping Yongjia could not hold on, which led to the master's real person who could not continue to turn into a sword. Nan Wang thought she was thinking about the method of replacing Ping Yongjia with the acquired invisible sword body. Only Qing'er knew that in addition to these, she had another idea that no one could know.

"Do you want to observe his weaknesses so that you can kill him at any time in the future?"

Qing'er flew behind Zhao Layue and asked carefully with his spiritual sense.

Zhao Layue was silent for a while and nodded unconsciously.

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...

The sword light went to all parts of the world.

All the places Bai Zhenren might be there have been.

Jing Jiu looked at the passages leading to the underworld such as Lengshan, and even went to the Great Whirlpool and the Underworld, and finally stayed on the banks of the East China Sea for a moment.

In the end, he found nothing, and time had come, so he returned to Yunmeng Mountain again, entered the deepest part of Yunmeng Array, and came to Qilin.

"I thought you would try to escape," said Jing Jiu.

Qilin looked at the dim but mad light in his pale face and eyes. He knew that he was really going to draw his sword and said angrily: "Can I be faster than you?"

Jing Jiu said: "You can hide like Bai Yuan."

Qilin said helplessly: "Can you stop trying me again? I really don't know where she is, nor do I know what method she used to hide her breath."

Jing Jiu said, "Then I have to kill you."

Qilin's eyes showed a proud and cold expression and said, "But I just thought of something."

Jing Jiu took out Jing Yun Bell and said nothing.

Qilin said anxiously: "Did you forget Tianshou Mountain?"

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Tianshou Mountain is southeast of Chaotian Continent, and is still some distance from Guocheng Temple and Shuiyue Temple.

This mountain is green and has very little clouds and mist. It is the tomb of the former dynasty. It was occupied by Wuhen Sect many years ago and became the place of the sect.

Pei Baifa left the world after fighting with the West Sea Sword God. The Wurong Sect had no great things and was forced to block the mountain and protect himself. No one had ever appeared except for the registered disciple Liu Shisui.

The former dynasty's tombs had a formation that shielded the aura, and the Wurong Sect activated the formation to seal the mountain, which could be said to be an isolation from the world. No wonder no one could sense the aura of Bai Zhenren.

More importantly, there is also a passage to the underworld below the tombs of the former dynasty. Wuhenmen has been stationed in this passage for generations, and I don’t know how many people have died.

The verdant cliff was illuminated by sword light, and then quickly returned to normal.

The mountain breeze blows through the white clothes, bringing silk threads, and blending with the gradually shrinking sword lights.

Jing Jiu stood in the clouds, looking at the continuous hills below, raised his eyebrows again, like a sword about to be unsheathed.

Qingshan Sect has had a good relationship with Wuhen Sect for generations. He had traveled here many years ago, but he didn't like the breath here.

It has nothing to do with the yin energy of the tomb, nor with the yin wind radiating from the underworld.

This mountain mausoleum buried the emperors and queens of the previous dynasty, but he was a descendant of the Jing royal family, so it felt something was wrong.

The formation of the former dynasty tombs was not worth mentioning to him, but the Mount Wuhen Sect's Mount sealing formation was indeed a bit powerful, like an invisible, indestructible lid covering the ground hundreds of miles, blocking the sunshine, rain and dew outside.

But Jing Jiu is really good at cutting off.

His gaze fell on Tianshou Mountain, and he quickly looked at every cliff and even every ancient tree, and discovered the only passage of this formation.

Qingshan Sect and Wuhen Sect are allies who share life and death. It is of course inappropriate for him, the leader of Qingshan, to break the formation directly, but he didn't think about this and flew directly to the other side.

The bright sword light illuminated an ancient tree, broke through the bark, disappeared instantly, and when it appeared again, it had already reached the formation.

The elders and disciples of Wuhen Sect were all in seclusion in the cave and did not sense the arrival of this sword light. The stern sword intent only alarmed countless fallen leaves.

With the isolation of the mountain sealing formation, the cold and heat here are not consistent with the Chaotian Continent, and it seems that it is still autumn.

The yellow leaves fly and roll, like countless butterflies dancing constantly.

The sword light broke through countless yellow leaves, and before the Wuhenmen main hall, he quietly broke through the extremely thick stone gate and continued to go deep into the Tianshou Mountain.

This main hall is the front temple of the tomb of the former dynasty. Going inside is the interior of the tomb.

Countless crisp and slight cracking sounds sounded, and the sword light broke through dozens of stone walls in succession, passed through the seventh hall, and finally reached the deepest part of the tomb.

This mausoleum is buried with a famous tyrant from the former dynasty. Its structure is unusual and its tomb is tall.

The coffin made of white jade in the center of the tomb exudes a faint cold smell.

Zhenren Bai hid in the white jade coffin.

A soft sound was heard.

The white jade coffin broke, and the bright sword light floated in, but... stopped.

This sword light once slashed a gorge and raised a mountain. No one could resist it in the sky and the ground, but at this time it was blocked by something!

This is really the most imagined thing in the world.

The sword light is still.

The fragments of the white jade coffin fell like snowflakes.

Jing Jiu's figure appeared.

Bai Zhenren looked at him quietly, holding a clam in his hand.

Jing Jiu's finger was sandwiched by the clam shell.
Chapter completed!