Pick up a god to cultivate immortality

"Oops! This sound is the supreme Taoist magic weapon, the Sanqing Bell!" He Baifeng's panicked voice suddenly came from the body of Xue Xue.

"Sanqing Bell?" Xue Xue repeated, he had never heard of Sanqing Bell at all!

"The Sanqing Bell is also called the Emperor's Bell. It is pleasant music to the ears of humans, but it sounds frightening to zombies and other monsters. Have you ever heard that vibrating the Dharma Bell brings the gods and ghosts together!" He Baifeng's voice sounded in She trembled slightly, eating blood was an evil cultivator. Although she was eaten, she was only imprisoned in him. She still had her own consciousness. Will she be shaken to pieces by the Sanqing Bell this time?

Isn't it just a bell? Tao Xue sneered in his heart. A broken bell still sounds so evil.

"Master, it's better not to be careless!" Xuanyuan Liang stared at the source of the sound and said nervously.

"ding ding ding" "ding ding ding"

The ringing sounded far and near. At first, it was slow and sweet, but gradually the rhythm became faster and faster, and the sound became louder and louder. It began to sound deafening, like a loud bell!

Looking at the cultivators of the Ghost Sect, they were all bleeding from their orifices, their eyes were protruding, and their whole bodies were turned purple. Some of the more advanced practitioners just spurted blood from their mouths and fainted on the ground.

He Jiaojiao curled her lips and sneered. Looking at the scene in front of her, she felt extremely happy.

Xuanyuan Liang's face turned pale and he hurriedly covered his ears. Not long after, a sweet smell came out of his throat, and then he felt dizzy and nauseated. With a "wow" sound, he spurted out a large mouthful of blood!

He Wenhao quickly supported him and asked with concern, "Xianxiang, are you okay? What's wrong with you?"

Son-in-law?

He Jiaojiao raised her eyebrows. She chewed these two words over and over in her heart.

Xuanyuan's conscience secretly scolded this hypocritical old man!

"Master He, don't you feel any discomfort when you hear this voice?"

He looked at He Wenhao doubtfully and found that he was the same as usual, as if the ringtone had no effect on him at all, and his expression didn't even change.

"I don't feel any discomfort when listening to this ringtone. I even find it pleasant to the ear! The previous ones didn't do any harm to me. Maybe this ringtone is just for practitioners of ghost cultivation." He analyzed.

At this moment, Xue Xue let out a beast-like roar, and he spit out a mouthful of blood with a pale face!

This ringtone! This ringtone actually attacked his soul!

At the same time, He Baifeng and Qing Jiang on his shoulders both let out shrill ghost whistles! The sound was sharp and painful, as if it was about to penetrate the eardrums!

"Master!"

Xuanyuan Liang wanted to rush over to help him up and sip the blood, but as soon as he took two steps, he was shocked by the sound of the bell and spit out a mouthful of blood again. His chest was already stained red with his own blood, and he could only feel the things in front of him. It started to shake non-stop, and I stretched out my hands to grab it, but couldn't catch anything. As soon as my eyes darkened, I fell softly to the ground!

"This won't work. We have to find a way out, otherwise we will all die here!" Xue Xue tried hard to hold back, not letting himself spit out any more blood.

"Xuan Yuanliang, take a few people to find the exit. He Wenhao, take a few people to find the exit! Let's all find the exit separately!" After Xue Xue said this, he spat out another mouthful of blood. His body swayed and his face turned a little whiter.