Chapter 1237: Hanshan Temple Lifting Bell

Chapter 1237
"boom!"
From the bronze mirror, rushed out a terrifying beam of light, that beam of light seemed to have the power to rush into the starry sky of the universe and smash the sun, moon and stars.
Wherever the beam of light goes, nothing will not be destroyed, nothing will not be destroyed! As long as the big river was hit by the beam of light, it would explode and evaporate. Soon, the Jiuqu Yellow River Array was destroyed.
"Take a demon mirror!"
In the distance, someone exclaimed.
Zhao Yao Jing is a magic weapon of the top emperor's military level. It can use its full power to fight against the powerhouse of the Wuhuang peak. Looking at the cultivation world, there are only a handful of people who can block his military front.
Moreover, the Zhao Yao Mirror was made by imitating the emperor soldier's Zhao Tian Mirror. When he was next to the Zhao Tian Mirror all the year round, he already possessed a touch of the Zhao Tian Mirror's divinity, which was three points stronger than the average top emperor's soldiers.
Even if Zhao Xinggang couldn't fully display the power of the demon mirror, it was terrifying, and few people could match it.
Zhao Xinggang screamed and rose into the sky. With a demon mirror in his hand, the light shed, and every strand seemed to have the aura of crushing the universe. The other four people followed him, rushed to the sky, and quickly formed a formation to surround the jade man.
"Devil, today is your death date!" Yuanshou said bitterly.
Among several people, his strength ranks third, but his injuries are the heaviest. Many parts of his body have been corroded and bones are seen. He has been completely unrecognizable and has no human form.
"Only you?" The Jade curled his lips in disdain.
"If you didn't kill the formation, you would be nothing!" Yuanshou said unconvinced.
The jade man owed him even one more look at Yuanshou, and looked at Zhao Xinggang and said, "Are you going to fight me brightly and neatly, or are you going to use the mirror to deceive me?"
Zhao Xinggang hummed: "You set a trap to entrap us, and you still want to be fair? What a joke. The jade person blows, today's situation is completely yours, and you are not sorry for your death!"
Zhao Xinggang blew the mirror to the jade, preparing to launch a fatal blow.
"The jade is over, Zhao Xinggang's strength is not lower than him, and now he urges the top emperor's soldiers, how can he resist?"
"Unless he also has a top-tier emperor's soldier. But the treasures of this level are the ancient forces, which are also one of the few. Today, he will definitely die!"
Everyone is not optimistic about the jade person blowing, but the jade person blowing with his hands behind his back, playing with the jade flute, with a clear look.
"Old man respects you as a hero, let you die decently today!" Zhao Xinggang urged Zhao Yaojing with all his strength, and Zhao Yaojing began to recover greatly, and the aura of terror was even more terrifying than a volcanic eruption. The light on the mirror surface became more and more prosperous, as if the sun in the sky was confined in the mirror.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, a big bell-like voice sounded. The bell was so long and desolate that it seemed to come from a dilapidated temple somewhere.
"puff!"
A person beside Zhao Xinggang suddenly vomited blood and fell down. The faces of the others were shocked and pale.
"Boom!"
Another bell came. Yuan Shou vomited blood and fell to the ground, unconscious.
"Where does the bell sound so terrible?"
Zhao Xinggang hurriedly threw the Mirror Demon Mirror into the sky, and light rain fell from the Mirror Demon Mirror, protecting him from the sound of the bell.
"Boom!"
The third bell rang.
"what!"
Another person screamed and fell into the mountain. Even if he had covered his ears, it still didn't help.
"Who is it, get out of me!" Yu Mei yelled, his eyes staring like fish-eyes, three bells in succession, shaking off his strange meridian and eight pulses, if there is another one, he will undoubtedly die.
Suddenly, everyone's eyes were cast towards the sky to the west, and there appeared a figure, an old man, stepping into the sky with one hand holding a simple big clock.
This is a person who is as thin as a bamboo pole, and the robe he wears is tattered, like a jade person, like a beggar. The clock in his hand was tattered, and some parts were worn to the ground, like a rotten clock discarded in a temple, and he picked it up.
"Taoist Slaughter!" Han Yu just walked out of the main hall and saw this scene, he couldn't help being stunned.
"Why did the Taoist Slaughter Immortal come?" Han Yu looked at the Taoist Slaughter Immortal, and then at the Jade Man. Judging from the dressing of the two, they really looked like the same family. They all came from the "Beggar Gang."
"Boom!"
The bell rang again, Yu Mei vomited blood and fell into the mountains.
The bell came from the broken bell held by Taoist Slaughter. The broken bell did not ring by itself.
Everyone looked at Taoist Slaughter in a daze, shocked in their hearts. The broken clock he was holding was as tattered as his clothes, but now no one dared to underestimate him and the broken clock he was holding.
"Hanshan Temple!" Zhao Xinggang slowly spit out these three words. He was really familiar with the people who came here, and it was the senior brother Jade called.
"Hanshan Temple, Han Yu?" Suddenly, Zhao Xinggang's heart moved. "When the Jade Man rescued Han Yu in the past, he said that Hanshan Temple and Han Yu had some connection with each other. Could this Hanshan Temple also come from the small Han family in Jingzhou? Hanshan Temple has been in the world for more than two hundred years, no one knows his origin, maybe it is..."
"Unexpectedly, I really didn't expect that such a character appeared in that little family in the barren land. It seems that the old man really underestimated that family!"
There was a lot of waves in Zhao Xinggang's heart. He thought of a lot from the words Jade said.
"Zhao Xinggang, you and he want to kill my junior, do you want to die?" The Slaughter Taoist Hanshan Temple strode forward, staring at his eyes, and felt a little irritable.
"Huh, your junior is risking the world's ill-will and defending the Heaven-swallowing Demon Body, everyone will be punishable!" Zhao Xinggang suppressed the shock in his heart and responded strongly.
"I really take myself seriously!" Hanshan Temple's arm shook, and the big bell he was holding hit Zhao Xinggang.
This broken clock was one foot high and was dilapidated, but when it acted, it looked like a majestic mountain, the simple and desolate air seemed to crush everything.
With a loud shout, Zhao Xinggang urged the Demon Mirror, and a beam of terrifying light shot out from the Demon Mirror, which hit the broken clock directly.
"Boom!"
The broken bell rang loudly, the beam of light shattered, and finally the broken bell hit the demon mirror heavily.
"Boom!"
There was another loud noise, and the demon mirror was knocked upside down and flew away, smashing several mountains one after another. Zhao Xinggang was shocked to cough up blood, and backed away in terror.
As soon as the broken clock went forward, it rolled towards Zhao Xinggang.
"Huh?" Zhao Xinggang was so scared that his souls were all gone, shouting in terror. Even looking at the demon mirror couldn't stop this broken clock, how could he resist it.
Hanshan Temple raised his hand and broke the bell and flew back. Zhao Xinggang escaped a catastrophe and couldn't help gasping for breath. Looking at Hanshan Temple, I saw Hanshan Temple's contempt, and his face flushed for a while.
Hanshan Temple obviously disdains to kill him.