Chapter 248
The huge bell sounded like a sound wave, and quickly swayed from the Great Hall towards the surroundings, spreading throughout the entire Chaos Holy Land in a short while.
Zhao Yuanchun's face was extremely pale. Chaos Bell has been in the center of Haoyang Palace since the fall of the previous master, and has never moved.
The guy in front of him could actually cause Chaos Bell to vibrate.
Zhao Yuanchun was very puzzled, he could neither understand nor accept it.
After a while, the quaint Chaos Bell flew to Chen Luo's side, like a good baby, hovering beside Chen Luo, waiting for Chen Luo's comfort.
Chen Luo was overjoyed. Sure enough, the old Sect Leader was right. With the Mark of Chaos, it would be a breeze to subdue this Chaos Bell.
Chen Luo only slightly stimulated the power of the Chaos Mark, and this Chaos Bell was completely subdued by Chen Luo.
There is absolutely no need for too much other behavior.
"Why, who are you!"
Seeing the scene in front of him, Zhao Yuanchun couldn't hold back any longer. Their foundation-level emperor soldiers of the Holy Land of Chaos were subdued by this guy's light words. Why?
"I said it all, the one who killed you!"
Chen Luo smiled slightly, and then the power of the Chaos Bell wanted to be activated to suppress and kill the Saint Lord of this Chaos Holy Land.
"boom!!!"
However, Chen Luo hadn't activated Chaos Bell's power yet, and a violent roar suddenly appeared in the area where Chaos Bell was just now in the Great Hall.
A terrifying, tearing blood-colored beam of light burst out from the blood-colored curse seal below the Great Hall.
The immortals in the entire Great Hall became extremely violent, and the air was filled with an aura of destruction. Chen Luo's face changed slightly, what was it?
"Little Wuya, I have been imprisoned for so many years, today, I will destroy your chaotic holy land orthodoxy!"
At this moment, a tyrannical hoarse voice sounded, and bursts of power surged from under the bloody curse mark, which shocked Chen Luo extremely.
No, there are ghosts coming out of there, Chen Luo suddenly noticed the abnormality.
danger! Hurry up!
Then, Chen Luo didn't care about the life and death of the Holy Land Saint Lord, and quickly left Haoyang Palace with Chaos Bell. Before leaving, Chen Luo also took away the many crystals that released the immortal essence not far away.
All kinds of spiritual objects around the Great Hall were also searched by Chen Luo.
"boom!!!"
Not long after Chen Luo left, the bloody curse mark of the Great Hall was completely broken, and a rotten figure crawled out from the ground.
The figure was disheveled, and his blood had completely decayed. However, the terrifying aura emanating from his body distorted the space of the Great Hall.
It was as if this figure did not belong to this world at all.
Zhao Yuanchun's face was pale, and he stared at the figure in front of him stiffly. Extreme fear had already filled his heart, making him completely lose his ability to think.
The figure slowly walked towards Zhao Yuanchun, and every area he walked through was full of Death breath.
The surrounding immortals flowed towards the figure at a very fast speed.
"Little guy, do you know where that guy Wu Yazi is?" After a while, the figure came to Zhao Yuanchun and asked hoarsely.
Zhao Yuanchun's body was stiff and he wanted to speak, but his mind went blank and he couldn't speak at all.
"You don't want to say it? Forget it, then I'll find it myself!" The figure showed a cruel smile, then stretched out his withered right hand, grabbed Zhao Yuanchun's head, and gently grabbed Zhao Yuanchun who was in extreme fear. up.
"Crack!!!"
With the sound of breaking, Zhao Yuanchun's head was easily crushed by the figure like tofu.
"Swish Swish Swish!!!"
A moment later, a burst of bloody light appeared on the figure, and all the blood power, Spirit Power, law power, and all substances in Zhao Yuanchun's body surged towards the figure.
After a while, a trace of energy and blood appeared in the withered body of the figure, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.
"It turns out that more than 20,000 years have passed!"
The figure murmured in a low voice, with a sense of vicissitudes in the voice.
"That's fine, it's not too late to settle the accounts of those years!" The figure slowly raised his head, his eyes full of fierceness.
"boom!!!"
After finishing speaking, a monstrous force of Qi and blood surged from the figure's body towards the surroundings.
The incomparably violent power of Qi and blood formed a huge vortex of blood light, starting from the Great Hall, destroying everything within reach...
"Brother, it's time to run away, there is a ghost in that Haoyang Palace!"
At the treasure house of the Holy Land of Chaos, Chen Luo said to Li Wudao who was scraping the treasure house of the Holy Land of Chaos.
Due to the noise of the Chaos Bell caused by Chen Luo, coupled with the appearance of that strange aura, many people are rushing to Haoyang Palace.
At this time, Li Wudao was pretending to be a disciple of the Holy Land of Chaos, and in the name of protecting the treasure house of Sect, he was collecting treasures from the Holy Land of Chaos.
"Ghost? What the hell?" Li Wudao was stunned, not understanding what Chen Luo was talking about.
Chen Luo pointed to the area where the Haoyang Palace is located, and Li Wudao looked towards the area where the Haoyang Palace is located, and suddenly saw an extremely violent vortex of blood light, followed by a burst of tyranny, almost destroyed breath of everything.
"Wo Cao, what are you doing?" Li Wudao was a little dumbfounded seeing the aura that was about to tear apart the world in the distance.
Chen Luo just captured the Chaos Bell, how could there be such a horrible scene.
The bloody vortex not far away is extremely powerful, and there is a dead silence everywhere it goes. Even the surrounding space seems to be completely broken, and waves of chaotic breath are constantly circulating.
"I don't know, after I took the Chaos Bell away, it became like this!" Chen Luo spread his hands and said helplessly.
"Let's go, let's go, we can't stay in this holy land of chaos!" Li Wudao said hastily.
That breath is really terrifying, Li Wudao has no intention of continuing to win treasures here.
No matter how many treasures there are, they are not as important as own life.
Chen Luo nodded. Now that Chaos Bell is in his hands, he can retire completely, and there is no need to get involved in the muddy waters of this chaotic holy land.
Immediately afterwards, the two quickly left the Holy Land of Chaos and galloped towards the periphery of Shengxuantian Valley.
At this time, the Holy Land of Chaos was in chaos everywhere, and the changes caused by Haoyang Palace made everyone in the Holy Land of Chaos fall into fear.
The ever-expanding vortex of bloody light continued to wreak havoc like a ferocious beast that wanted to devour everything.
Gradually, more and more Chaos Holy Land disciples were swallowed by this bloody vortex, and the smell of blood and death gradually permeated the entire Saint Xuantian Valley.
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