The sky, earth, wind, thunder, mountains, water, and seven talisman seals, and the seven-colored light radiates across the void like a rainbow.

Amu continued to deduce and merge, and seven talisman seals were endless. Countless talisman seals were generated, which attracted the general trend of heaven and earth and gradually turned into forbidden maps.

At this time, the two ancient war souls exuded endless murderous intent and death aura, blocking Amu.

Amu knew these two ancient war souls. It was impossible for the white-clothed monks to break through them for a while. Moreover, they had the ancient war soul lamp in their hands. This ancient war soul could be said to be immortal, which was enough to entangle the white-clothed monks. Using this time, Amu wanted to deduce his strongest forbidden picture.

Sure enough, the monk in white also saw that Amu was constantly deducing. When his body moved, he turned into a afterimage and headed straight for Amu.

But as soon as he moved, the two ancient war souls moved immediately. Two long black spears, the power of death that cut through the void, directly called the white-clothed monk.

Although the white-clothed monks had no effort to deal with Amu and ordinary monks, it was not so easy to encounter this ancient war soul. At the beginning, Amu had the ancient war soul lamp first to subdue these two war souls, otherwise he could only temporarily suppress it with black wood and black vines.

At the beginning, these were two gods of killing. Now, for Amu, who has the ancient lamp of war soul, these are two gods of guardianship.

The white-clothed monk changed three or four magical techniques, but he could not harm the ancient war soul at all. Such an attack was basically ineffective, and even ordinary soul-squeezing techniques would not work.

A soul treasure was thrown out, and it was actually dispersed by the long spear of the ancient war soul. The white-clothed monk snorted coldly and once again sacrificed the magic weapon with blood-red light that shook Shen Yan.

As soon as this treasure came out, before it could reach the ancient battle soul, Shen Yan quickly saw her eyes and directly called Qing Ruyi.

"Boom--" Although Qing Ruyi was shaken away again, the magic weapon with blood-red light was also shocked. An ancient war soul stepped directly over and a long spear in his hand moved outward.

With a "bang" sound, the red light of the magic weapon suddenly shook away, revealing its true appearance. It turned out to be a blood-red tooth-shaped thing, but I don't know what material it is.

At this time, another ancient war soul took a step forward and then ran to the white-clothed monk.

When the monk in white saw it, his murderous aura appeared in his eyes. These two war souls were really difficult to deal with. If he did not use real means, he would probably have long nights and dreams.

Goodbye, the white-clothed monk's cheeks were tense, his eyes gradually turned black, and his eyes slowly turned black. It was the same magical intention as Amu, but it was more than several times stronger than Amu. Such magical intention was enough to directly kill the monks of the same level.

"Cough cough cough!" Suddenly, the monk in white coughed violently again, and the black shadow protecting his body almost appeared instinctively.

This time, the monk in white coughed for a while. At the same time, a pale light rose slowly from the monk in white. The white light was cold and dazzling, like the sun emitting endless cold light.

"Yeah!" At this time, Amu's seven seal forbidden map had been completed. He did not drive the two ancient war souls forward, but watched it.

The seven-color forbidden map has been established, and Amu can attack and retreat or defend, and has already gained a greater reliance.

The golden-level spiritual coin was hung above Amu. One was to provide spiritual power continuously, and the other was to make plans for the next step. If it was a last resort, Amu was ready to use the power of the golden-level spiritual coin to attack the spiritual realm at any time. Once he could enter the spiritual realm, he would not reverse the unfavorable situation.

However, Amu still has some means to use it for the time being and will not take such risks. In this case, if you rashly impact the spiritual realm, you may be in a devil if you don’t do it well.

"Is that a head?" Chen Yan suddenly said in shock.

Sure enough, at this time, a head vaguely appeared in the rising white light above the monk's head, but the appearance was not clear, and there was only the outline.

This scene was extremely strange, and Amu also felt a little familiar.

Three years ago, on the life and death stage of Beihan Sect, Amu and Lishui fought against Han Zixiang, who was a high-level Great Perfection in Dingjing. Han Zixiang used a similar technique to sacrifice a white skull, which later seemed to be broken up by the black vine or disappeared. Now, this scene is very similar to the original scene.

Did he also sacrifice a skull? Amu said secretly, and at the same time he used the seven-color forbidden map to protect Chen Yan and himself. With these seven-color forbidden maps, Amu believed that it was enough to deal with all attacks.

At this time, the Yin-Yang Galaxy Map in the void and the black and white double mirrors were still confronting each other, and the black long sword and the black vine were also fighting independently.

The atmosphere of the entire Chaos Secret Realm was very tense. Miss Miao Er, Mr. Yun San and the High-level Great Perfection of the Spirit Saint were all staring at everything in the field at this time.

At this time, the outstanding figures from the famous Seven Immortals of the Sea Wasteland seemed to have completely become spectators. They had no qualifications to fight at all, and seemed to be completely imprisoned.

The white light above the monk's head was still spreading, and the shape of the head was even more obvious. The monk's eyes were as dark as ink, empty as an abyss, and had already lost the bright colors that had just come to life, and were so beautiful that it was more charming.

At this moment, he was possessed by a god and a demon.

In contrast, two ancient war souls stood in front of Amu, with endless death aura dispersed, and a seven-colored forbidden picture above his head.

The murderous aura, demonic intention, and strange atmosphere filled the entire Chaos Secret Realm. It seemed that the last round battle between the two demon cultivators was about to break out.

But at this moment, suddenly-

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The long and majestic bell, with the everlasting vicissitudes and distantness, suddenly echoed throughout the entire secret realm of the deserted souls. The bell sounded, as if everything had stopped.

The white light above the monk's head stopped instantly, and the seven-color light of the forbidden map above Amu's head also stagnated. Especially the four magic weapons that were fighting each other seemed to be shocked, and they all flew backwards and returned to their master's hands. The entire Chaos Secret Realm seemed to have endless sound waves like waves.

"Wow——" Miss Miao Er and the other two were imprisoned, and blood was spurted out. Amu, a monk in white, couldn't help but shock his body.

"What kind of bell is that?" Except for the monk in white, everyone else, including Amu, was stunned.

When the monk in white heard the bell, he instantly stopped the white light above his head, and the shape of the head was no longer there.

"Why did it be ahead?" The monk in white frowned.

At the same time, the gray fog in the entire Chaos Secret Realm changed instantly. All the gray fog rolled like a tide, and was concentrated halfway up the mountain, which was behind the place where the white-clothed monk once stood.

Wow—Wow—

The gray mist turned into a river, and the sound of water flowed. Goodbye to the monk in white, the monk in white completely turned into an endless gray river. The water flowed and there was no wind or waves.

The Black Fantasy Mountain, which was not far away, seemed to have become an overseas mountain in an instant. It was hazy and suspended on the other side of the river, but the distance was both true and illusory, and I don’t know how far it was.

"What's going on?" Everyone asked secretly in their hearts.

The scene of the Chaos Secret Realm has changed so much as Amu and others expected.

The monk in white sighed and then calmly said to Amu, "It seems we don't need to fight!"

"Hmm?" Amu was puzzled. The two of them wanted to die just now, so why don't they fight now?

The white-clothed monk knew that Amu was confused, so he pointed to the gray river and said, "This river is called Huntian. What you and I see at this time is just a projection of it in the Chaos Secret Realm. The real Huntian River is probably more than ten thousand times better! It is said that it is an existence that even the immortals and gods must stop."

"Huantianhe!" This is the first time Amu has heard of it, but what does it matter? Amu knows that there must be a following for monks in white.

"The demon bell rings, and the Huntian River opens! Don't underestimate the Huntian River. This seemingly far away looks just an illusion at this time. In fact, the mountains are still mountains and water does not exist at all, but even the demon consciousness of you and me cannot see through all this. Now the illusion is true!" said Shi Xiu Shi.

"Oh?" Amu frowned, because he secretly used the ancient devil sutra and could not see through the illusion here.

"If you want to go to the Black Fantasy Demon Mountain to get the Demon Lord's Bell, you must cross this Huntian River!" said the white-clothed monk.

"Is the bell that just now the Demon Lord's bell?" Amu said.

"Not bad! I think you are mostly here for this Demon Lord's Bell!" As he said that, the monk in white glanced at Amu Shenyan, Miss Miao Er and Master Yun San.

Miss Miao Er and Mr. Yun San didn't say anything. In fact, according to the deductions of the two ancestors, they did come for the Demon Bell, but at this time, they knew that they had both lost the qualification to compete.

This should be a world of demon cultivators. Not to mention the white-clothed monk and Amu, even Shen Yan could not easily offend these two people.

After hearing what the monk in white was talking about, Amu couldn't help but shake his head: "We are not here for the Demon Lord's Bell!"

"Oh?" Amu's answer was beyond the expectations of the monk in white, making a trace of spirit flash in his eyes, "Didn't you come for the Demon Lord's Bell? Do you know what kind of treasure it is?"

Amu smiled faintly and said, "No matter how treasure it is, it is not something I want!"

"Be serious?" said the monk in white.

"Why do we need to have falsehood? We are here only for the spirit of the desolate soul and the dream soul flower of the three lives, and of course the dream bird heart!" Amu looked at the monk in white with a calm expression and said.

When the monk in white heard this, he nodded slightly, then turned around and looked at the Huntian River, as if he was thinking about something.

As soon as Amu saw this scene, he didn't say anything. At this time, Amu already understood why this white-clothed monk had not yet climbed the Black Fantasy Demon Mountain. Now it seems that it is not that he doesn't want to go up, but that he can't go up.

After a while, the white-clothed monk said again: "This Huntian and Shen Shen all living beings fall down all magic weapons! Only the demon treasures do not fall down, and the demon cultivator does not fall down!"

"Oh?" This surprised Amu.

"If you don't believe it, you can try it!" said the monk in white.

As soon as he finished speaking, before Amu could speak, Shen Yan shook his hand and saw a flying sword. It was a low-level spiritual treasure, and it was like dirt for Shen Yan.

I saw the flying sword drew a stream of light, but as soon as it entered the sea, it suddenly fell from the void.

"Wow—"

Fall into the water and disappear.

Are all these really illusions? Amu was shocked and suspicious. At the same time, Amu's heart moved and a demon soul was released directly.

The demon soul is the body of the soul and is not subject to the laws of the world. However, when he arrived on the Huntian River, it turned out to be exactly the same as the flying sword, and it fell instantly and turned into a cloud of gray gas.

The demon soul was attached to the demon soul, but Amu didn't feel anything. He just felt dark in his mind and lost his connection with the demon soul.

"It's so strange!" The two tests made Amu feel a little surprised.

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The Demon Lord's Bell echoed again.
Chapter completed!