Only hearing a loud "dang", Qian Feng suddenly felt an unprecedented shock coming from the surface of his golden clock.
This kind of power has surpassed his imagination, so much so that he has no defense at all.
As soon as the hand went numb, the condensed admiralty was no longer firm, and cracks appeared on the surface.
Jingle!
Having lost complete mana control, the sound made by the golden bell is no longer as loud as a loud bell, but like an ordinary musical instrument, making a ridiculous sound.
In an instant, Qian Feng's strongest method lost its due power.
"This is the strength you have always boasted about, but that's all. I really don't know where you got the face to be so arrogant." Fu Changqing laughed.
From the first time everyone saw Fu Changqing, this person has been forbearing.
In the eyes of other academy disciples, this is the basic respect of the lower realms for those who come from the heavens.
However, they overlooked one point. With such poor resources in the lower realm, Fu Changqing was able to become the leader of the Heaven and Earth Alliance and make all the sect masters bow down to him. How could he be a submissive person.
Even if it is for ascension to the heavens, it is impossible to lose the arrogance that a monk should have, otherwise it will affect the Taoist heart, and there will be no great achievements in the future.
The only explanation is that Fu Changqing is forbearing.
He waited, these people who came down from the heavens were so arrogant that they lost their caution, and then they made a move to make everyone suffer.
Now it seems that he has succeeded.
Seeing that his golden bell was actually broken, Qian Feng couldn't help being shocked.
However, he quickly reacted and laughed loudly: "A group of ants from the lower realm, do you think I have this trick!"
The next moment, a blood-red talisman suddenly appeared in his palm.
As soon as this talisman appeared, there was a strong smell of blood all around, and a handful of magic conch was condensed from Qian Feng's hand again, with blood-red lines engraved on it, which was extremely clear.
"Woo¡ª¡ª"
Qian Feng blew the conch, and the surrounding space began to fluctuate accordingly.
When Fu Changqing saw the scene in front of him, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he dodged aside to avoid the sound wave.
As the sound waves echoed in all directions, the surrounding formations seemed to be affected as well.
This was something Fu Changqing did not expect.
Qian Feng actually kept a hand.
"Hahaha, idiots from the lower world. You are only worthy of lingering in this small place, a bunch of short-sighted people." Qian Feng laughed and mocked.
Fu Changqing's face just changed, but soon, he saw the flaw in Qian Feng's hand.
Shen Bo of this faluo seems to be much stronger than Jin Zhong, but Qian Feng's grasp is not good.
The voice fluctuates from high to low. Although it can kill others by surprise, it doesn't have much lethality.
Fu Changqing now only felt a tightness in his chest, but he did not suffer any serious injuries.
"It's just a fool who only speaks for the benefit of the tongue."
Now, Fu Changqing has completely seen through Qian Feng.
That being the case, there is nothing scary about Qian Feng in front of him except that his methods are better.
"Why, now that I know how powerful I am, why don't you hurry up and open the formation for me." Qian Feng said proudly.
He did not notice the change in Fu Changqing's face at all.
Just when Qian Feng thought that the winning ticket was in his hands, Fu Changqing suddenly issued a flying sword.
The flying sword was like a needle, piercing through the void in the blink of an eye, and came to Qian Feng. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com