The Liuguang Bell is an extremely famous magic weapon of the Zhongzhou School. It can be said to be the strongest existence in battles below the Nascent Soul level.

This magic weapon comes from ancient heritage, and is born with a pair, called the Beichen Bell and the Nanping Bell.

The head and wife of Zhongzhou Sect today, when they were young, they defeated many geniuses of the same generation with this pair of Zhong Fuzhi, and killed many demons in the underworld and monsters in the Snow Country.

Over the years, the Beichen Bell has been in Luo Huainan's hands, shining with it and its reputation remains unchanged.

But it was not until this time that everyone realized that the Nanping Bell was actually in Bai Zao's hands.

Bai Zaona is the only daughter of the head of the Zhongzhou School, and of course he is qualified to hold the Nanping Bell.

But does this mean that the heads of Zhongzhou School have reached an agreement and decided to choose Luo Huainan instead of Tongyan as Bai Zao’s Taoist couple?

If this is true, it will definitely become the most popular thing in the entire Chaotian Continent's cultivation world.

That is a question that needs to be considered later.

The question now is why Bai Zao suddenly sacrificed the Liuguang Bell?

It only took a very short time for young practitioners to have these ideas.

The Nanping Bell blasted at the disciple of the Xihai Sword Sect.

A buzzing sound!

The strong wind suddenly blew, and an indescribable wave of air and invisible sound wave spreading around the canyon.

The snow pieces dance wildly, the cliff walls suddenly shattered, and the breath of heaven and earth changed.

The disciple of the Xihai Sword Sect was the direct disciple of the sect. At the most dangerous moment, he summoned his natal flying sword and forcibly blocked one.

But where can his flying sword block such a magic weapon?

The sharp sound of breaking through the air came out, and the flying sword flew up obliquely, stabbed into the hard cliff wall, and was more than two feet away, leaving only a sword hilt.

The disciple of the Xihai Sword Sect was shaken away more than ten feet, landed in the snow, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and his face turned extremely pale.

After being helped up by his fellow disciples, he didn't care about his injuries and wiped away the blood. He looked over there in shock and shouted: "Junior Sister Bai! What do you mean!"

The fellow student whispered to him.

He looked at his original location and understood what was going on, and his face turned paler.

A black flying sword hovered there.

If he hadn't forced his sword to be shaken away just now, he would have been silently slashed by the black sword.

In other words, no Bai Zao, or he was already dead at this time.

The black sword was a little wide, not surprisingly looking, but it didn't fluctuate any aura, like a real ghost.

The disciple of the Xihai Sword Sect was still scared and could not speak anymore.

The other young practitioners also felt cold in their body and mind when they looked at the black flying sword.

Everyone knows that Jing Jiu won the first place in the Taoist war, but no one will compare him with people like Luo Huainan and Tonglu.

It’s just that there is no beginning of the beginning of the game. How strong can it be?

Now everyone knows how terrible his sword is.

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Jing Jiu turned his head and glanced at Bai Zao.

He had heard Gu Qing's comments in Qingshan. In recent years, the relationship between the Zhongzhou Sect and the Xihai Sword Sect has gradually improved, and there are even signs of alliance.

The figure of Zhongzhou Sect disciples could be seen at the Sihai Banquet outside Haizhou City, which is proof.

This is probably the reason why Bai Zao took action.

She was very smart. She probably felt that this Nanping Bell not only saved the life of the disciple of the Xihai Sword Sect, but also helped him breathe a sigh of relief.

But why do you judge that I am satisfied?

Jing Jiu didn't speak, and there was not much emotion in his eyes.

Bai Zao accurately accepted his meaning.

The cold wind blew the white veil.

She said something, and her voice was very light, only Jing Jiu could hear it.

"Give me some face."

Jing Jiu didn't say anything and summoned the Black Sword back.

The disciple of the Xihai Sword Sect looked at him with hatred, but he did not dare to provoke him anymore and took out his flying sword from the cliff.

Only the realm and strength cannot convince the public in the end, let alone this is a Taoist battle, not a place for life and death, and many Taoist voices sounded.

"Even if you win the first place in Taoist war, no one will convince you, because you are a coward and domineering and unreasonable. With these two points, you will never be Luo Huainan!"

"Not bad! Can you still block all of us? Unless you kill us all!"

"What qualifications do you have to inherit the mantle of Jingyang Zhenren!"

Jing Jiu seemed to have not heard these sounds and asked, "Is there anyone coming to the Xuanling Sect?"

A little girl looked at her colleagues around her and raised her hand timidly.

Immediately afterwards, two more disciples of the Hanging Bell Sect raised their hands.

The role played by disciples of the Hanging Bell Sect in Taoist War has always been very important, and the number of people participating has always been large.

Jing Jiu continued to ask, "Where is Daze?"

Someone raised his hand.

Two practitioners from Daze were present.

Jing Jiu said: "We are not the same clan. We should not force you to walk with you, but the relationship between you and me is too close. If you don't take you away, your elders will inevitably say that they will not save you when they die. That's too troublesome."

The disciples of Xuanling Sect and Daze were stunned for a moment before they understood what he meant and couldn't help but feel at a loss.

The disciples of other sects looked at the scene and felt sympathy, shouting: "Why? They are not from the Qingshan Sect."

Jing Jiu ignored this person and said to the disciples of Xuanling Sect and Daze: "Or, I've fought with me."

The disciples of the Xuanling Sect and Daze looked at each other and saw the helplessness in each other.

Jing Jiu looked at the crowd again and confirmed that there were no monks from Guocheng Temple and no disciples of the small sects who depended on Qingshan Sect.

Finally, his eyes fell on a girl.

He looked familiar with the girl's clothes, probably because he had seen them many times many years ago.

"Shuiyue'an and Aoyama have a good relationship, but I won't listen to you. If you want to fight, you can beat me. Even if you can't beat me, can you still kill me?"

The girl said, with the contempt in her eyes very clearly.

Jing Jiu thought to himself how gentle and lovely the younger sister of Shuiyue's past was, and it was not until she had even three months of experience that she developed such a dislike that she didn't like in the world.

He said nothing, and said to everyone in the canyon: "The rest of them will stay if they want to stay, and the others will leave if they want to leave."

The two disciples of the Xihai Sword Sect and Kunlun disciples left first, and many young practitioners also left later.

Some people were annoyed that they had been delayed for so long because of such a ridiculous thing, so how many less monsters in the Snow Country would be killed. The results in the Taoist battle would inevitably plummet. Finally, they couldn't help but curse a few swear words, and some people spat in the direction where Jing Jiu was.

After asking Bai Zao for instructions, the disciples of the Zhongzhou Sect also left with their respective teams.

There were only Qingshan disciples left in the canyon. At the beginning, they followed Jing Jiu, Bai Zao's six people, and then five young disciples from the Xuanling Sect and Daze.

Jing Jiu did not speak anymore and began to calm his breath and nourish his mind.

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In fact, in the mountain roads around the canyon, there were still some young disciples who participated in the Taoist war without leaving.

For example, the team where the two disciples of the Xihai Sword Sect who left first and the Kunlun disciple were located.

Someone asked in confusion: "Why don't you leave?"

A disciple of the Xihai Sword Sect said in a deep voice: "Anyway, it has been delayed for so long and it will be late at night later, so why not camp here."

The disciple of the Xihai Sword Sect who was injured by the Liuguang Bell coughed twice, looked at the bottom of the canyon and said hatefully: "No, you can watch the fun by the way."

Other young practitioners were a little puzzled and thought that there was no fun to watch?

The disciple of the Xihai Sword Sect coughed twice again and said mockingly: "The sword will be blown to death by the wind. Qingshan Sect will definitely not come to pick it up. I want to see how they are going to leave, and will they walk back like a dog from a betrayal?"

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Time fades, and twilight fades.

The young disciples below the canyon felt the visions that came from the mountains and fields.

The two disciples of Wangfeng Peak, named Lei Yijing, could no longer bear it. They walked to Jing Jiu and almost begged, "The Taoist war was stopped halfway, and they would be punished by the master's sect in the future. Even if you are the uncle, you can't ignore the rules, right?"
To be continued...