At the same time, Tie Changjing also took out his iron sword and took a charge, but she did not rush forward, but was waiting for the best opportunity.

Kue Zhong pressed Murong Ningyue with endless momentum just like before. Mingjing looked like he was determined to win. In his opinion, Murong Ningyue would definitely escape in a hurry like before.

But beyond Mingjing's expectations, Murong Ningyue did not choose to retreat this time, but rushed over directly to the Kue Zhong.

Mingjing laughed at this and said, "Hahaha! This bitter embryo clock is worth ten thousand pounds. If you want to fight hard, you are simply seeking death. I want to see how you died under the bitter embryo clock!"

Murong Ningyue certainly knew that the Kue Bell was extremely powerful, and Murong Ningyue could feel the power contained in it just by being separated by a distance.

It was because of knowing that the power of Kue Bell was powerful and Murong Ningyue wanted to give it a try. After advancing to the sixth-grade immortal, Murong Ningyue really wanted to know what level his strength reached.

The power of Kue Bell can be said to be the limit of a sixth-grade immortal. Even ordinary seventh-grade immortals will not choose to beat Kue Bell. If Murong Ningyue can withstand the impact of Kue Bell, it means that her power has reached the level of a seventh-grade immortal.

"Clang!" "Clang!"

When Kue Zhong and Murong Ningyue's hands touched each other, a loud bell sounded. Everyone present couldn't help but cover their ears. Some of them had low cultivation and even fainted under the turbulence of the bell.

Murong Ningyue was closest to the Kue Bell at this time, and the bell rang in her ears. A powerful force was hidden in the bell and banged towards Murong Ningyue's soul. For a moment, a feeling of sadness surged into Murong Ningyue's heart. Murong Ningyue seemed to have seen all kinds of sufferings that the world had endured.

However, as the bell gradually deepened, Murong Ningyue suddenly felt that the bell was similar to the sound of prayer flags I heard in the Thousand Buddha Cave.

After all, Murong Ningyue was once a disciple of Kongruo Temple and had some understanding of the martial arts of Kongruo Temple. At this time, the martial arts of Kongruo Temple were activated. As expected, the influence of the bell gradually became weaker and weaker, and in the end it could basically be ignored.

But Murong Ningyue still did not relax at all. Although the effect of the bell was eliminated, the power transmitted from the Kue Bell was a real existence.

Murong Ningyue used all the immortal power in her body to fight against Kue Bell, but her body was still pushed back by Kue Bell.

Mingjing had already thought of the bell and smiled at the sky: "Hahaha! Murong Ningyue, do you think the Kue Bell is only powerful? This bell is the real killer move of Kue Bell. If you are hit by the Kue Bell at such a close distance, I see how you die!"

But soon Mingjing's smile stopped, because he had already discovered that Murong Ningyue was just pushed back by the power of Kue Zhong at this time, but Murong Ningyue's expression was still normal and he was not affected by the sound of Kue Mi.

"How could this happen! This is impossible! Even a seventh-grade immortal would not be able to be affected by the sound of suffering at such a close distance. How could you be safe and sound?"

Murong Ningyue finally stopped after retreating for nearly a hundred meters in a row. The bitter bell was indeed extraordinary. Murong Ningyue calmed down and said to Mingjing:
Chapter completed!