Chapter 143: The Phantom Bell is broken (3 more (1/2)
what's the situation?
Together with the deafening bell ringing, all the people who were about to leave were shaken by the eardrums. The crowd turned around, and all eyes gathered together on the only young figure on the table.
The beauty of Xilan in the Wuxing area of Tianxing is trembling, the jade hand is lightly held, and the eyes are faintly visible.
”This power is ...”
”rumble!”
The golden Shenghui sprinkled by the phantom bell shrouded the table. The original level of strength was even more chaotic at this moment. The mighty light was centered on the Chu marks and was constantly turning.
The golden bell floating above it split open countless dense gaps, and a dazzling beam of light transmitted through the crack.
”That is?”
Looking at the light projected from the fissure of the golden bell, not only the talented students of the major martial arts, but also the mentors of the leading teams were all confused.
This feeling is like the sun's rays of dawn in the morning.
”Click!”
The fissures are getting more and more, and the huge wave of power makes the space on the table tremble trembling uneasily.
”when……”
At the same time that the golden bell's shadow shattered, a ringing bell sounded in the square of Shengzhong, but it was shocking that the extremely loud bell did not originate from Chu. The marks are from the sky above the five clock towers.
Everyone's gaze shifted immediately above the bell tower.
The five main towers are full of runes lingering and flashing, magnificent, like an ancient deity ... On the top of the central main tower, the treasure of the holy bell city, the power fluctuations emitted by the phantom bell become particularly unstable.
That second shocking bell just came from it.
The earth and the earth quietly changed color, and the situation rose accordingly!
The mighty golden brilliance, like a raging tide, hovered over the five clock towers, and in the void, there was a constant sound of thunder.
In that room, the entire crowd in the square of Saint Bell seemed to be under the storm.
And the young figure above the stage still sat firmly on Mount Tai, and Junxiu's side showed his fortitude.
...
”Lei Shi, what is going on?” Asked Yue Shan, the core instructor of Wuxiang Wufu.
However, Lei Shi didn't answer, his brows frowned, his old eyes stared at the phantom clock on the top of the main tower, and the withered old hand was dying to write the walking stick in his hands, his emotions were particularly tense.
”Click!”
A crisp and heavy crackling sound was conveyed to everyone's ears. Everyone's pupils could not help shrinking in that room. I saw a deep crack on the phantom bell. .
”Oh my god!”
”The Phantom Bell is cracked.”
”what happened?”
...
The people of the Holy Bell City tribe suddenly fell into panic, and the fear on their faces felt like the sky was about to fall. But Lei Shi and a few elderly elders didn't have much panic, as if in their eyes, this kind of thing would happen sooner or later.
”Don't panic, this is just a matter of time.” Lei Shi held his cane tightly in his hand, his tone still helpless.
”Grandpa, what's going on?”
All the people present looked at Lei Shi with a confused look, and the latter stared at his head, shook his head, and said in a deep tone, ”In fact, when the Phantom Bell was in the hands of the Lei Zhen Patriarch, 'Defective'. ”
defective?
Everyone was surprised, and the leaders of the major martial arts were also surprised.
”According to Lei Huan, the body of the Phantom Bell has been damaged. Although he tried to repair it, it is only temporary. One day, the body will still be destroyed ...”
Lei Shi's old face was full of complexity, and his words were still more regretful. He really did not expect that this day would come so suddenly.