In an instant, the huge Bell that was refined on the spot fused with the earth sect's Dao chief and turned into a magic tool that emitted an evil black mist.
It symbolized the fall and the corrosion of everything in the world.
The vertical eye on Zhu Jiu's forehead lit up and suddenly shot out a ray of black light, hitting Xu Qi 'an directly. Xu Qi' an's mind was in a mess and his body was stiff.
The giant Bell suddenly came down.
The dust settled.
Seeing this, North vanquishing Prince and the others smiled as if victory was within reach. The fall of the bell had laid the foundation for their victory.
"Clang ..."
Suddenly, a palm appeared on the surface of the bell. It was a palm print that protruded outward.
"Clang clang clang ..."
More and more palm prints protruded, and the shape of this magical treasure that symbolized depravity was distorted and on the verge of breaking.
