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Chapter 207 Bell Twelve Roads

The bells are ringing seven times, comparable to the Han family's Qilin son.

Han Tianyang, the only genius in the younger generation who can make Zhong Ming Qi Dao shake the entire clan and was directly granted the elders privileges by the senior clan, which shows that the Han family values ​​the power of blood.

And I, just today, gave the Han family a big surprise.

The same bell rings seven times, and the same shocks the entire clan.

After the seventh bell rings, the bell sounds long and spreads for dozens of miles, covering the whole city.

In the city, no matter where people are, they can hear the bell ringing.

This is a special treatment, announcing the birth of the Han family's Qilin son, but two of them appeared in this generation.

Over the years, it is good to have a Qilin son in each generation of four generations. In this generation, two of them appeared in the younger generation, which naturally caused a sensation.

I could sense that countless powerful auras had erupted from all over the city and rushed towards the city gate.

"Seven Dao..." The tall old man's eyes were a little straightened, he looked at me in a daze, and his mouth twitched, "Seven Dao Bells, unlimited potential..."

"Where are the law enforcement guards?" At this moment, Elder Soldier suddenly shouted.

The guards of the law enforcement hall beside him responded quickly.

Elder Wu's eyes flashed with a glimmer of light. He pointed to Han Kun, who was seriously injured and helped in the distance, and said coldly: "Slander my Han family's Qilin son, took him into the law enforcement hall, escorted him to the Nine Heavenly Prison, cut off his limbs, abolished his cultivation, and suppressed him for a hundred years!"

At this moment, Elder Wu was decisive and decisive.

"You dare!" At this time, the old man Gao roared and shouted at the elder woe: "Old Wu, if you dare to touch a hair of my grandson today, I will demolish your law enforcement hall..."

"Yo! Who is so angry?"

At this moment, a light voice came. Looking down, I saw a person sitting lazily above the city wall yawning.

It was a young man, wearing a blood-red robe, even his hair and eyebrows were blood-red, and his eyes were all red and black, which was very strange.

When they saw this young man in red robe, many of the Han family who were watching the Han family took a breath and looked at the young man in red robe with a little fear and fear.

Some older generation Han family members frowned slightly, as if they were a little afraid of this young man in red robe.

The tall old man couldn't help but tremble after seeing the young man in red robe, and his mouth twitched and he didn't dare to say anything.

The young man in red robe dug his ears with his fingers, looked at everyone below, and said lazily: "I just heard someone seem to say that he was going to demolish my law enforcement hall? Who? Stand out and let me see which grandson is so bold!"

No one said anything, and the tall old man didn't dare to say anything anymore, lowered his head.

The young young man from the red robe snorted, glanced at Elder Wu, and said softly: "Elder Wu, the Qilin son of the Han family should not be humiliated. In my generation, after I became the Qilin son, you should know the fate of those who insulted me!"

"I know I'm wrong!" Elder Wu responded respectfully, then looked at Han Kun over there and said coldly to the guards of the law enforcement hall behind him: "Kill it on the spot!"

After saying that, the guards flashed directly and rushed towards the place where Han Kun was, covering him with murderous intent.

"Grandpa, save me..." Han Kun wailed in fear.

However, this time the tall old man did not dare to say anything, gritted his teeth and turned a deaf ear.

Han Kun was desperate. The Han family who had been supporting him before was afraid of being affected, so he had just left him and ran aside. The Han family members present looked at Han Kun with a look of pity or indifference, and no one spoke or interfered.

From this point of view, Han Kun seems to be dead!

At this moment, a huge pressure suddenly fell from the air, directly locking the guards of the Law Enforcement Hall. The huge pressure enveloped the guards, making them unable to move or speak, and stopped in front of Han Kun.

Han Kunben was already desperate. After seeing this scene, his originally dim eyes suddenly burst out with bright light, and he screamed in the air: "Thirteenth Ancestor, save me..."

The young man in the blood robe sitting on the top of the city looked at somewhere in the air, smiled lazily, and said, "Thirteenth Ancestor, you always do this, which makes me, a junior, very embarrassed!"

As soon as the young man in the blood robe finished speaking, a huge thought swept across here. He could not see anyone but heard his voice. A vicissitudes of life sounded.

"Xiao Hao, let's forget about this!"

After hearing this, the young man in the blood robe raised his eyebrows and slowly stood up from the top of the city.

The breeze blows by and his clothes flutters. His figure looks like a mountain, a blood mountain made of thousands of corpses. There are huge illusions in the space behind him. Among the illusions, there are mountain of blood seas of corpses, broken limbs and broken arms, and various unjust souls roaring, just like purgatory.

The violence that emanated from the young man with blood robe was not crazy, but extremely cold-blooded.

This aura instantly enveloped the entire audience. Everyone was influenced by his aura for a moment, and they became red in their eyes, and they evoked the hidden murderous intent in their hearts. They were breathing heavily, wanting to kill each other.

The young man in the blood robe looked at somewhere in the sky, and the red and black light in his eyes changed rapidly, as if he was a little excited, and he said softly: "Thirteenth Ancestor, don't force me! Otherwise, I will not bear the consequences if I do something crazy!"

Hearing this, an angry hum came from the sky, and the Thirteenth Ancestor of the Han family seemed to be angry.

"Han Xinghao, do you want to attack me?"

The young man in blood robe smiled, with a little expectation in his smile, and replied softly: "Yes!"

"Boom..." The thunder in the air was furious, as if God was angry.

This world was filled with violent power, and the Thirteenth ancestor of the Han family seemed to have really competed with the young man in red robe.

The atmosphere was solemn, and at this moment, the bronze ancient bell trembled gently at the city gate.

After the seven bells rang, the power of the Huangqi Bell quickly retreated and broke away from my body little by little.

Although the seven bells are already very good, I am still a little unwilling to accept it. But what if I don’t want to? The power in my body has reached its extreme and it is impossible to break through in an instant.

Just when Huangqi Bell's power was about to completely withdraw from my body, the remnant soul of the black beast roared angrily in my heart.

The power of Huangshi Bell stumbled slightly and rushed into my heart instantly.

Immediately afterwards, the Huangqi Bell trembled, as if it had gathered some power.

Just as the young man in red robe confronted the Thirteenth Ancestor and was about to take action, the Huangshi Bell once again made a loud bell ringing.

The eighth bell rings in the "年".

The bells were ringing, and the sound waves conveyed were mixed with a special aura, sweeping across the audience, defeating all the violent and bloodthirsty pressures that had previously enveloped the audience, and spreading them to the distance.

At the same time, a huge picture appeared on the huge bronze bell, in the void.

It was a black ferocious beast, looking up at the endless sky and making a scene of unwillingness to roar. Although I couldn't hear the roar, the vast and lonely aura conveyed from this picture could already shock everyone.

Eight bells have been ringing, and the Han family has never appeared for many generations!

The Han family's nine generations of Han Chentian, nine bells ringing at the extreme. Since then, no one has ever made the Emperor's Bell shake more than seven times.

At this moment, even the young man in red robe and the Thirteenth Ancestor of the Han family who had not appeared were stunned, no longer confrontation, and looked at me in a daze.

Is this the end?

How is that possible!

Before everyone could come back to their senses, when Huang Shi Zhong's power began to withdraw and fade, I shouted, and a ray of evil spirit burst out from the clone of the Nether Sea in my mind, which spread out from the golden light world, and touched the power of Huang Shi Zhong.

The power of Huangshi Bell trembled slightly at this moment, and instantly followed the evil energy and penetrated into the golden light world in my mind, on the huge sea of ​​darkness full of evil energy.

At this moment, the Huangshi Bell, which had been calm all the time, suddenly became extremely crazy.

In the Huangqi Bell, strong forces burst out, and rushed into my body wildly, rushing into the golden light world in my mind, as if they wanted to detect the range of my dark sea.

I'm right. This clock verifies the bloodline of the Han family. Another function is to detect a person's potential.

I don’t know how great my evil clone is.

After a few breaths, the Huangshi Bell stopped crazily detecting it. After the strange quiet, the bell rings again.

"Tongshoushou..." Four consecutive sounds broke through the sky.

Twelve bells ring!
Chapter completed!
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