Xiao Chen took out the small copper bell from the Qiankun Ring, looked at the very damaged bell patterns on it, and smiled faintly: "These should be repaired. As for the chaotic Taoist patterns inside, they can be sorted out slowly in the future."

He put the bronze bell at his hand, and his spiritual sense swayed around the star iron and slowly floated up. The endless purple flames in his right eye began to rotate rapidly.

Whoosh!

The purple fire brush suddenly popped out of his right eye, burning the star iron directly. The star iron is extremely hard, and ordinary fire cannot melt it at all.

Xiao Chen, the purple thunder true fire that formed the original source, also needs to condense the temperature to the extreme before he can barely melt it.

Time passed slowly, and two hours came unknowingly. The star iron in the purple flame showed no sign of melting.

Xiao Chen's forehead was covered with sweat, ticking and falling, and the terrifying temperature in the flames made his cheeks red.

Bang!

Xiao Chen threw away another dull spirit stone. This was the third lower spirit stone he threw away.

The long-term burning of the purple thunder true fire is extremely depleting. In fact, with Xiao Chen's current realm, he is really anxious to melt the star iron.

The ancient cultivators on Earth only have the ability to melt the iron of stars after they reach the Nascent Soul stage. After all, they are objects outside the domain. Literature                                       

Xiao Chen gently wiped away the sweat from his forehead, and he was not too anxious. In his red face, he looked firmly at the star iron in the purple fire, and was still burning.

drop!

When the tenth lower-level spirit stone was used up by Xiao Chen, the star iron finally changed. A drop of bright red liquid slowly fell down and fell into the jade bottle that Xiao Chen had already prepared.

At this moment, a strange phenomenon emerged, and a evil spirit with a vague shape rushed out of the star iron. It wailed terrifyingly and rushed towards Xiao Chen directly.

This is a mysterious evil spirit in the universe. Almost every piece of star iron is stored. The evil spirit has no body and will only devour people's souls. No martial arts have any effect on him.

No one knows what happened to the formation of evil spirits. It is like various strange special effects of Star Iron, which makes people unable to understand them with common sense.

Xiao Chen knew it well and was not too panicked. He had long expected the appearance of the evil spirit, when the evil spirit opened its teeth and was about to rush into Xiao Chen's mind.

Two purple lights suddenly shot out from his eyes. The purple light passed through the evil spirit and instantly pierced it. A black smoke dissipated. The evil spirit kept crying and finally turned into nothingness.

This purple light is the light that Xiao Chen would shoot out after every time he improves his great realm, and he never knows what it is for.

But Xiao Chen had an intuition in the dark that this purple light could be eliminated and the fierce spirit that specifically devoured human souls, because the same picture seemed to have appeared in his life.

When she was planning to melt the star iron, Xiao Chen made up his mind and took this opportunity to raise his legs and enter the realm of a great martial artist, and use the purple light to kill the evil spirit.

Although now is not the best time to advance, there is no other way to eliminate the evil spirits outside the domain.

When the evil spirit disappeared, the star iron was completely melted. Xiao Chen got up and moved for a while, not in a hurry to check the situation after advancement.

He directly took the porcelain bottle on the ground into his hands and could turn into star iron as big as a hill. After being calcined, only a dozen drops of bright red liquid were left.

Tick!

Xiao Chen slowly poured the liquid on the bronze bell, and a red drop fell on the bronze bell, and it instantly penetrated, looking a little strange.

When more than a dozen drops of red liquid poured in, a bloody light burst out from the bronze bell. It immediately flew into the air.

Textures appeared on the surface of the copper bell, as if an invisible hand was depicting it. The broken gaps and loopholes on the copper bell were slowly filled.

A faint aura came from the bronze bell. Standing next to it made people feel that the platform was extremely calm. Xiao Chen showed a hint of joy on his face and leaned against the bronze bell in the air and said, "It's indeed a secret treasure used by the ancient saints. It's worth wasting more than a dozen lower-level spirit stones."

when!

The last texture above the bronze bell was laid out, and a complete ancient bell appeared in Xiao Chen's eyes. After a flash, the bronze bell turned into a tall figure, and a long bell rang out.

The sound was very peaceful. Xiao Chen stood directly under the bronze bell and felt that he had just entered the realm of a low-grade martial artist. Under the melodious bell sound, it became much more stable.

Xiao Chen looked up and saw that the inside of the bronze bell was pitch black and boundless. He couldn't help but move. There seemed to be a small world here.

"The secret treasure that can automatically evolve into the small world is a broken king-level secret treasure?" Xiao Chen frowned slightly, looked at the deep space, and said with some confusion.

A black flag flew out of Xiao Chen's eyes. The flag flew into the black space with Xiao Chen's spiritual sense.

boom!

The world in front of Xiao Chen suddenly changed, and a void space appeared in front of him, and the black flag under his feet kept falling downwards.

Bang! I don’t know how long it took to fall, but the black flag brushed and inserted it into the void. A piece of land suddenly evolved, and a small world began to spread out along the land under the flag.

The wind is loud, the dust is flying, and the roar is like thunder. The scene of the small world is a battlefield from ancient times.

Above the void, there were countless human-shaped creatures, some of which had three heads and six arms, holding various weapons in their hands, and black air was lingering around them, standing out of thin air.

Some have a few bird-like wings floating in the air, with their hands constantly forming handprints, and energy that destroys the world falls from the sky.

On the farther land, there are seven figures hundreds of feet tall, with their heads on the sky and feet on the ground, and endless black clouds gather above them, stretching thousands of miles, endlessly, layer by layer, boundless.

Among them, a human laughed to the sky, and the laughter was filled with the heroic spirit of resisting the sky, which made people's blood still churned.

A huge bronze bell floated above his head. The bell sounded like a divine sound, storming everywhere, and circles of ripples visible to the naked eye appeared, swaying a large area of ​​the sky.

Like a shattering, countless humanoid creatures stood in the air, which were instantly vast. He stepped on his feet, and the earth shook, the sky shook, and the mountains and rivers were broken.

He reached out and grabbed it, and his five fingers became infinite, and he directly gathered together, easily crushing the figures in the air like ants.

Xiao Chen stood there, his heart suddenly moved, and said in surprise: "This is the Dragon Capture Hand. Is this the ancestor of the Yan family? What a terrifying power, with a palm, it directly breaks the law of this space."

Standing in this battlefield, Xiao Chen was like a passerby. The demon soldiers surrounded by black air passed by him, as if they had not seen him, and directly rushed towards the ancestor of the Yan family.

But the Yan family's ancestor was invincible, and the copper bell above his head shot a wisp of mysterious yellow aura, blocking all the attacks, and no one could approach him.

Finally, among the seven giant shadows standing in the distance, a cold voice came: "Is the Donghuang Bell, the most powerful secret treasure of the human race, the strongest defense?"

As the sound fell, seven black giant shadows rushed towards us, and in a short while, they shrank into an inch of their steps. In the blink of an eye, they came to the ancestor of the Yan family. The others around immediately dispersed backwards.

With loud noises, broken holes appeared in the space, and the Donghuang bell kept ringing. The ancestors of the Yan family were one-on-seven, but they were not at a disadvantage.

But the battle was getting longer and longer, cracks appeared on the Donghuang Bell, and finally it could not resist it, and the Taoist pattern was completely broken.

It turned into a small copper bell with a bang, fell from the sky, and fell to Xiao Chen's feet. The ancestor of Yan's family spitted blood, laughed a long time, and his body exploded with a loud bang, and he actually chose the most decisive way of death.

At the moment of his explosion, the ancient battlefield also disappeared without a trace. On the boundless and desolate land, only a small broken bronze bell was left, making people know that everything that had just been born was real.

Xiao Chen picked up the broken copper bell and wiped off the dust on the bell. A wisp of spiritual consciousness was imprinted into the bronze bell. There was no mark left by the ancestor of the Yan family inside.

This was much easier to deal with. Xiao Chen left his spiritual consciousness directly inside, turned into a mark, slowly merged with the Donghuang Bell, and then controlled the black flag, broke through the space and retreated.

The black flag rushed into Xiao Chen's eyes, and Xiao Chen's spiritual sense returned to his body and looked at the Donghuang Bell in the air again. Xiao Chen had already had a strange connection with it.

With a move of his hand, the huge copper bell turned into the size of a thumb, landed on Xiao Chen's palm, and murmured: "Donghuang Bell, the most powerful secret treasure of the human race's defense, I don't know how much of the power it can still exert now."

Xiao Chen took the bronze bell back into the Qiankun Ring and walked out of this illusion array directly. If someone passed by around him, he would definitely appear incredibly strangely. His body seemed to appear from the air.

"Huh!"

A faint sigh reached Xiao Chen's ears. Xiao Chen's expression condensed and he dispersed all his spiritual consciousness. He had felt that after leaving the city lord's mansion, there seemed to be a figure following him.

But the feeling was very blurry. At this moment, he was promoted to the realm of a low-grade martial artist. His perception was more than doubled than before, and this feeling was even stronger.

The spiritual sense carefully swept through several times, but no figure appeared. Xiao Chen said in confusion: "Is it because I overreacted? If there were really someone, I would have been seen by my spiritual sense long ago."

Shaking his head, Xiao Chen withdrew his thoughts, kept a scruple in his heart, and continued to walk forward.

At this moment, Xiaobai's figure ran over from afar, holding a few herbs in his mouth, and jumped to Xiao Chen like a treasure.
Chapter completed!