Chapter 61 The Ancient Bell

As the continuous demons roared outward, the voice of the 14th Lord God sounded in the minds of Lucifer, the nine emperors of the dynasty, and the ancient demon gods with absurd breaths:

"This attack on Taikoo is under the responsibility of Anjigude, and his will, that is, my will..."

"Boom!" The densely packed ancient demon gods knelt down first, and the whole earth trembled under their knees: "See Lord God!"

The nine emperors of the dynasty hesitated for a moment. Although they were a little unwilling to accept it, they had expected this result and slowly knelt down when they saw this: "See Lord God!"

When the nine dynasty emperors knelt down, the dynasty army with distinct flags behind them also knelt down and said loudly: "See Lord God!"

Lucifer's eyes flashed with a strange look, and he just bent his waist and said calmly: "See Lord Anjigude!"

Anjigud's eyes swept across Lucifer, and a look of dissatisfaction flashed through his bloody pupils, but behind Lucifer, the obedient postures of the fallen angels finally made him feel much more relieved. Since Lucifer came to the Demon Realm, he surrendered to the gods in the abyss. As long as he expressed his surrender to the 14th Lord God, Anjigud could not do anything to him.

"Get up!" Anjigude stood in the dark fog, and the black cloak drooped from his shoulders gently swung his ankles: "After the orders, all the soldiers immediately adjusted all their hands, went to Taigu, and listen to the orders of Hou's seat!"

"Yes, sir!" The loud voice resounded throughout the sky. Lucifer glanced at the northwest land covered with dark clouds and took the lead in leaving with the Fallen Angels Legion.

"Bang bang bang!!——"

Lucifer had just left, and the dense ancient demon god stepped under the feet, one by one with rolling demon clouds, in the disappearing air. Sagrace and Emperor Constantine looked at each other, and gradually retreated back to their respective dynasty territories. Soon after, the vast army of dynasty surrounded Anjigude and the Nine Nether Demon Gods Army roared towards the ancient plane...

"thunderbolt!--"

The continuous army of demon world set out from the demon world and came out towards the ancient times. After the Nine Nether Demon God also disappeared with Anji Gude, thunder roared over the northwest Demon World. After a blazing thunder lightning passed, the 14th main god had disappeared in the thick clouds suddenly disappeared, leaving only the huge lightning vortex clouds hovering in the sky...

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Swire.

"clang!--"

"clang!--"

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On the side of the flat and smooth temple square, an old and mottled "Bronze Bell" shaking violently. The bell sounds are distant and loud, with a faint desolate meaning. The loud bells spread throughout the ancient times...

This clock is used to summon all the ancient human races in critical moments. Whenever the ancient human race hears the ancient bell, they need to rush to the temple immediately.

In front of the bronze bell, Feng Yun Wuji, wearing white clothes, held his hands behind his back, stood quietly on the edge of the holy mountain, looking down at the holy mountain. Wherever he saw, at the moment when the bell rang, dense figures rushed from all directions, and his ears were filled with sounds of breaking through the air. In the blink of an eye, there were crowds of people underground. And there were still continuous figures coming from all directions...

"Clang!" The loud copper ringtone rang all over the world, and its sound rolled, spreading towards the ancient four directions...

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On the edge of the sword domain, there is a giant peak in the sky.

On the mountain peak, Ao Hanyan held Youruo's hand and sat on the edge of the cliff, silently staring at the rolling crowds rushing towards the sword domain from all directions below. The bells in the air were surging, and the bright sound was filled with a terrifying desolation.

Ao Hanyan hugged her knees and looked silently in the distance. Her eyelids suddenly blinked twice, then stood up and said to Youruo beside her: "Sister, let's go too!"

"Well," Youruo nodded and held Ao Hanyan's hand tightly. The two of them stepped down from the top of the mountain, rushed into the torrent of the waves in all directions, and headed towards Jiange...

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Youming Peak.

"clang!--"

When the bell came, a silver-bearded old man sitting cross-legged, his eyes closed, and his back against the pothole wall in the cave suddenly opened his eyes, sat up straight, staring at the entrance of the cave, a trace of unaware loss and pain flashed through his eyes. He glanced at the left side of the cave, and the old man murmured, "Disciple, it's time for us to leave!"

"Leave?" Beside the old man, a young man who was meditating opened his eyes when he heard the sound and asked in confusion. Suddenly, he seemed to notice something from the old man's face. The young man's face suddenly turned pale and he murmured: "Master, are you going to fight?"

"Yes, it's going to be a big fight!" The old man nodded, his eyes flashed across the boy, and a deep guilt appeared in his pupils. He had no time to teach him, nor enough time for him to practice: "Are you scared?"

"Well," the boy lowered his head and nodded embarrassedly. He was indeed a little nervous. When he ascended, the blood-slaying policy had already ended, and he had never experienced the battle between gods and demons, but he just vaguely knew something.

"Don't be afraid if you have a master here!" The old man smiled and patted the boy on the shoulder.

"Well, I'm not afraid of having a master and apprentice here!" The young man smiled and raised his head.

"Disciple, don't be afraid. Before I fall, no one will hurt you! What a pity, I don't have time!" The old man looked at the young man, and a deep sadness flashed through his heart.

With his strength as his, he is not qualified to participate in the battle between gods and demons, and he has not even fully adapted to this place. The old man thought silently, but can he keep him here? How can he have the eggs when the nest is destroyed? Instead of letting him stay in the cave and wait for death silently, it is better to let him die on the battlefield with himself!

"Disciple, Master hopes you remember one thing!" The old man stroked the boy's head and said lovingly.

"Master is here, the disciple is listening."

"No matter what, you must remember that you are the ancient human race. Even if the ancient human race dies, you will stand!"

"Well, I remember, the disciple!" The young man nodded in a vague way.

"One day, you will understand," the old man thought in his heart, stood up, walked out of the cave with the young man, and rushed towards the holy mountain...

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The vast snowy land in the north.

When the desolate bells came from the temple, a woman in white gauze stood up from the snow, and a tent of snow fell from them.

"The ancient bell has rang, and it's time for war. Sisters, let's break up here..., I'm leaving, goodbye, sisters." A tall woman covered in a veil spoke first, breaking the calm: "I hope we can still be sisters in the next life..."

"But sister, your martial arts..."

"Yes! I am a woman, and my martial arts are very humble, but even if it is humble, I hope to do that humble power. I am first of all a human race in the ancient times, and then a woman protected by men. When we were most needed in ancient times, there was no difference between men and women! My martial arts are humble, but even if I die, I would rather die on the battlefield with men than in humiliation at the hands of demons!"

After saying this, the woman walked forward without looking back. The snow at her feet made a rustling sound, and an unchangeable will was revealed in the sound.

"Sister, wait!" The women behind him suddenly called.

"You guys?" The woman suddenly looked back and looked at the sisters behind her in confusion.

"Sister, how can you leave us behind?" The women smiled and walked up quickly: "Since you become sisters in this life, don't think about leaving us behind in this life..."

The tall woman smiled, the women looked at each other and smiled, and walked towards the holy mountain together. At this moment, their hearts were peaceful and warm...

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The underground cave of the Wind Clan, the Palace of the War Clan, the North Sea, the mountains in the southwest... The densely packed ancient powerful men walked out of their residence. The moment they left, many people turned around and destroyed the cave where they lived. Their expressions were calm and firm...

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The ancient land was magnificent, whether it was born in chaos or ascendant the sky, it all came together at this moment. Nearly 100 million ancient human races all came together at this moment.

A trembling feeling surged from the soles of the feet to the top of the head. When I saw countless ancient human races walking from all directions with a calm and calm expression, a heat flow that had never happened before was flowing in Fengyun Wuji's body.

"I have never been struggling alone. Behind me, I have many brothers and sisters.... We are not relatives, but better than relatives. No matter what the future holds, we will fight together in this war until the end..."

Feng Yun Wuji stood on the top of the cliff and thought silently. Every time he touched a look, he couldn't help but feel a sense of blood connection. At this moment, there was no supreme, no temple, but only friendships of the same race. Although everyone's abilities were different, everyone's mind was the same at this moment, that was to protect the ancient times and protect this last quiet land!

"roar!--"

"Cry!"

"hold head high!--"

Three long sounds in the north, three long roars in the sky, white, red, and yellow three long rainbows break through the sky from the north...

"Wuji, we are here..." While the three long rainbows came from the north, three familiar voices rang out in the sea of ​​consciousness of Fengyun Wuji.

"Three Supremes!" Feng Yun Wuji murmured in his heart, looking up at the three long rainbows coming from the north. The three long rainbows fell to the ground in Qingming. The light suddenly subsided, and the light breeze swayed behind Feng Yun Wuji, and the three supreme bodies appeared.

"Boom!"

Behind the three supremes, a black cloud swept over. Looking closely, among the black clouds was a tall and tall man in black robe. On them, Feng Yun Wuji felt the ancient aura as prehistoric as the prehistoric aura, and the prehistoric aura was also emitting a sharp murderous aura, which was an aura that could only be possessed by the battlefield for a long time.

These "Ancient" God Queen Masters who came from the north were covered with their hair, stepping on the void one by one, with their eyelids opening and closing, and their brilliance was filled with light, carrying a cold breath. Compared with other God Queen Masters in the ancient times, these God Queen Masters have a powerful aura that no one else has!

"See the Supreme!—"

In all directions of the world, the ancient human race was densely packed with dense kneeling down on one knee, and the bright voice echoed in the sky, rolling towards the four directions like thunder.

"Wuji," in front of the ancient bell, the Supreme White Tiger looked at Fengyun Wuji and said in harmony: "Thank you for your hard work during this period!"

"I dare not, this is my duty." Feng Yun Wuji said calmly. The three supreme masters smiled but said nothing. The White Tiger Supreme glanced over the cliff, swung his hem, took a step forward, and said flatly with both hands: "Everyone should get up!"

The voice of the White Tiger Supreme was mellow and calm, with a force to soothe people's heart. Looking at the eyes of trust around, a trace of emotion flashed through the eyes of the White Tiger Supreme.

"Dear tribesmen, today, I have a small request." The White Tiger Supreme looked around and said loudly.

"Supreme, please speak, we will definitely be satisfied!" said everyone.

"I hope that there is no difference between the supreme today," said the White Tiger Supreme, "I will continue to say: "I have been thankful to you all and I will be the supreme position. If it has been calculated for billions of years. For billions of years, Gongsun is ashamed to be bowed down by you. Today, I would like to ask all my clan members to accept my Gongsun as well!"

After saying "bang", the Supreme White Tiger knelt on the ground. Behind him, Zhuque and Xuanwu also knelt down.

"I would also like to ask all my tribe members to accept my Suzaku worship!"

"Please accept my Xuanwu worship!"

Everyone, including Feng Yun Wuji, was stunned. The earth was silent and the fallen leaves could be heard. The actions of the three supreme masters were completely beyond everyone's expectations. Even Feng Yun Wuji was shocked when facing the worship of the three supremes! In the void north of the holy mountain, the "Ancient" God Queen masters who had just awakened from awakening were also staring at the top of the holy mountain with shock!

"Bang!" The three supremes knelt on the ground, knocked deeply, and then raised their heads: "Today, the ones who should really kneel down are not the same clans, but us!"

These three crisp kowtows finally woke everyone up. Everyone finally woke up and exclaimed: "Supreme, no!"

For a long time, Supreme is the most noble existence in the ancient times. A consciousness has long been formed in the ancient times. Supreme is the person who has made the most contribution to the ancient times. The ancient human race does not kneel on the heaven and earth, but will only kneel on the supreme. Supreme is no longer just Supreme, but the spiritual pillar of the ancient times!

"Is this the supreme of the ancient times?" The boy knelt on the edge of the crowd and asked the master next to him excitedly.

"Yes, they are the supreme of my clan!" The old man nodded, his eyes a little confused.
To be continued...