章節 1916: Meeting

"Give me all your strength! Obtaining the strongest power is the destiny that I, bei Jinghong, deserve!"

Not only was the dynasty Bell shining with golden light, but there were also demonic patterns dancing on it.

At some point, bei Jinghong's skin was covered with black patterns, which looked exactly the same as when Yunxiao was circulating his fiend technique.

"Childish!"

"You can't get what you couldn't for a hundred thousand years, and you can't get it now either," mo PU sneered.

He clenched his fist, and the illusory weapon began to materialize.

A terrifying power spread out from the weapon, and a demonic ring appeared and expanded to several thousand feet.

"Clang clang!"

The dynasty Bell trembled continuously under the impact of the vast power.

The demon Lord flicked his wrist, and the agama bone Cleaver left afterimages as it slashed toward the big bell!

"BOOM!"