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Chapter 177 The wind is blowing and the weather is cold. Treasure!
"Crossing the Hanshan Chain!" Su Ming did not look back, but placed his right hand on the ancient bell in front of him again, and struck the No. 19 bell!
The bell rang together, the ripples echoed, the rocks rolled, and the mountain with the back of the turtle in the sky let out a sharp roar again.
"Nineteen blasts!! How much does he want to blast? Where is his limit!!"
"Does he want to break through the Hanshan chain? If he is injured during the ringing of the bell, breaking the Hanshan chain is tantamount to courting death!"
"This person is acting arrogantly. You can see that someone from Yanchi has arrived, but he still chimed in No. 19 when he answered!"
The sound of discussion was like a strong wind, echoing around. At the same time, the old man from Yanchi tribe took a deep look at Su Ming, took out a token from his arms, and threw it towards Su Ming.
"According to the order of the clan leader, I recognize your qualifications to enter the Han Mountain Chain. I, the Yanchi Department, look forward to your arrival!"
Seeing Su Ming take the token, the old man turned around, turned into a rainbow and galloped away, heading straight to Yan Chifeng to recover.
The silent people on the three mountain peaks could no longer remain silent. After the Yanchi tribe, there was also a Changhong roaring from the Andong mountain peak. The man in the Changhong was none other than the war leader!
He came in person and galloped towards Mount Han. His appearance was immediately seen by the surrounding crowd.
"An Dongdong's first battle!"
"He came in person!"
"Of course he will come. This is the man who can ring nineteen bells!"
Anton's head was approaching. He did not stand in mid-air. Instead, he came down and stood ten feet away from Su Ming. He looked at Su Ming. His eyes flickered. After a long time, he cupped his fists and bowed to Su Ming.
"By order of Duke Man, I recognize your qualifications to enter the Handan Mountain Chain. I, Anton, look forward to your arrival!" With that said, War Chief Anton took out the token and gave it out respectfully. He gave Su Ming a meaningful look and turned around. gallop.
He recognized the person in front of him, it was Mo Su!
But he didn't want to offend this person, especially since he felt that Mosu's aura was strikingly similar to Sima Xin's, which made him have a guess, and he didn't want to offend him.
"Pu Qiang is the only difference between the three!"
"Logically speaking, it's time for someone from the Puqiang tribe to come."
"It's a pity that once someone from Puqiang comes, this mysterious trespasser of the Hanshan chain will probably stop ringing, and the third ferocious beast on the ancient clock of Hanshan will still not be seen."
Su Ming stood next to the ancient clock and did not strike it again. He could feel that the counter-shock force on the ancient clock was getting stronger and stronger. No. 20 was by no means simple. Once struck, the reaction would be The force of the shock will affect him.
Time passed, and it was a stick of incense in a blink of an eye. During the time of burning incense, there were more and more people around, and finally almost all came here except those who could not enter the third floor.
Those gazes were focused on Su Ming and lingered for a long time, as if they wanted to penetrate his bamboo hat with his black robe to see clearly what he looked like and who he really was!
"It has sounded nineteen times. If he can break through the Hanshan Chain, his reputation will be as high as the sun. It is not impossible to enter the Tianhan Sect!"
"There's no need to do that, he's already awesome now!"
"I wonder why no one from the Puqiang tribe has come yet?" There was a buzz of discussion, and many people sometimes cast their eyes on the black mist-shrouded peaks of the Puqiang tribe.
Su Ming frowned slightly. He waited for a stick of incense, but the Puqiang tribe remained silent.
"I have very little contact with the Pu Qiang tribe, and I don't know much about this tribe, but I can feel that this tribe is very mysterious..." Su Ming raised his head and glanced at the Pu Qiang tribe's peak. The mountain was very foggy and filled with the scent of death. smell.
After waiting for a while, people around him gradually noticed something was wrong and looked towards the Puqiang Mountain Peak. Even the leaders of the Yanchi tribe and Andong Province also set their sights on Puqiang.
"Take advantage of the situation to gain prestige!" Su Ming had a chill in his eyes as he stared at the Pu Qiang Mountain Peak. He vaguely guessed the intention of the Pu Qiang tribe, which was to take this opportunity to show the mystery and majesty of his tribe without giving the token.
The more Pu Qiang remained silent at this moment, the more he would attract attention. They would not refuse to give him this token, but they would deliberately make Su Ming wait for a while to achieve his goal of promoting himself.
"Puqiang tribe, it's too late." On Yanchi Peak, Yan Luan withdrew his gaze from looking at Puqiang Mountain, and said calmly.
The same words came from the mouth of Manggong from the east of An.
At this moment, suddenly the black mist on the mountain peak of Puqiang tribe was shaken and rolled, and a person walked out from it. This person was wearing a black robe and had an unruly expression. He came straight to Hanshan City. In the middle of Hanshan Mountain, he looked down. He glanced at Su Ming beside the ancient clock below.
"Mr. Man has not come out of seclusion, please excuse me for waiting a little longer."
As soon as these words came out, the crowd around him immediately fell silent, and all their eyes fell on Su Ming.
Su Ming remained silent, his face hidden under the bamboo hat and black robe. Others could not see his gloomy face, but they could feel that there was a chill condensing on Su Ming's body at this moment.
"Retreat, then wake it up." Su Ming's hoarse voice echoed. This was the first time he had spoken here. The moment he spoke, Su Ming raised his right hand suddenly. , a punch landed on the ancient clock.
Boom! !
No. 20 sound!
The ancient clock shook violently, and it swayed backwards under Su Ming's punch. The strong sound surpassed all the previous bells, and it circled around the world, and when it spread in all directions, No. 20 A bell rang, followed by earth-shattering!
Su Ming suddenly raised his head, his eyes showing shock. His body was influxed by the force of the shock, and he took a few steps back. His bamboo hat shattered with a bang, but his black robe still covered his face, and outsiders could not see it. arrive.
"How could this happen..." Su Ming was shocked.
The sound of these two bells merged together, like a roar, spreading over the Hanshan City, turning into ripples and sweeping across. Not only did the rain stop, but even the mountain turtle behind the sky shook its body, and its hands shook. There was a strange light in his eyes, and he roared.
The direction of its roar was surprisingly... it was Puqiang Peak!
With its roar, and the fusion of the two bells, the two voices became one, coming out of nothingness, as if a certain existence in the dark came from a distant place, a voice that did not belong to this piece of land. The voice of heaven and earth.
"Han..."
The sound sounded like a bell, or like the roar of a mysterious turtle. It sounded vague, but the moment it came out, there was a shocking roar in the black fog of Puqiang Peak. However, the black fog that enveloped the entire mountain peak, Unexpectedly, at this sound, it exploded directly, forming countless black threads that rolled back, making Puqiang Mountain rarely reveal most of it that had always been hidden under the mist!
This sudden change caused the people around them to be horrified, and they fell into dead silence in shock. They didn't know what happened, and they didn't know why the ringing of the bell this time had such astonishing power.
The power contained in the fused voice just now was able to defeat most of the Puqiang tribe's mountain-protecting power!
In the silence all around, the black-clothed man from Puqiang was stunned in mid-air, his expression showed disbelief, and even a sense of fear.
On Yanchi Peak, Yan Luan's eyes widened suddenly, and her body trembled for the first time. Her expression kept changing, her breathing became rapid, and she stared at Hanshan City.
"He...he actually activated the power of the Hanshan Bell!!!"
At the same time, the eyes of Han Feizi, who was also on this peak, flickered with light. When he felt this power, his mind was shaken. At this moment, he swayed without thinking, white clouds rose under his feet, and he headed straight from Yanchi Peak to Hanshan Mountain.
She wanted to see if this person was the Mo Su she was waiting for!
On the Andong Mountain Peak, Anton Manggong originally looked calm, but at this moment his pupils shrank, and he stood up suddenly, staring at the Han Mountain Peak, taking a breath, and a strong light appeared in his eyes.
"I have long felt that he is very similar to Master Sima. Master Sima used the power of Hanshan to achieve creation. This Mo Su also did the same!!
Hanshan Bell, Hanshan Bell... You have existed in Hanshan for countless years. Even the ancestors of Hanshan were unable to obtain your inheritance. For countless years, only Lord Sima of that year has received part of the inheritance. Now, this Mosu..."
On Anton Peak, Han Cangzi clenched her fists, her beautiful eyes showing excitement. She knew that she made the right choice this time!
The peak of the Puqiang tribe was also in shock at this moment. An uproar came from the tribesmen in the peak. As the fog protecting the mountain disappeared, the barbarian of the Puqiang tribe could no longer calm down. This man in purple robes looked like a skeleton. The old man showed surprise in his dim eyes.
"Give him the token!!"
Su Ming's heart was beating rapidly. He stared at the Hanshan Bell that was still shaking slightly in front of him, and took a deep breath. The punch he just punched, the moment he touched the clock, he clearly felt , the power of Qi and blood in his body was strangely sucked away by this clock.
He obviously only knocked once, but what echoed out was two chimes!
He was far from expecting that these two seemingly ordinary bells would burst out with such a powerful force that the mist of the Puqiang tribe's mountain guards would collapse after they merged together!
This kind of power is definitely not something that ordinary Kaichen can achieve. It can blow away the power of a medium-sized tribe to protect the mountain in one fell swoop. What kind of cultivation is required to achieve this... Su Ming's heart beat faster.
"This Hanshan Bell...could it be...could it be a treasure!!"
At this moment, when the city of Hanshan was shocked by the ringing of the bell, somewhere in the land of Nanchen, which was extremely far away from here, there was a colorful mountain peak. This mountain had colorful lights shining at all times.
The colorful light replaced the sky, and there is a mountain pavilion under the mountain.
The stone table in the pavilion is like stars, covered with black and white two pieces, a man and a woman are sitting there, looking at the chessboard, the man is wearing a green shirt, his face is as white as jade, his eyes are like stars, his appearance is handsome and extraordinary, and he has a saying The breath that doesn't come out seems lonely and calm, and there is a red line half a finger long between the eyebrows.
He was holding a white ball and was about to drop it when suddenly he frowned and looked up at the distant sky.
"Brother Sima, what's wrong with you?" The woman next to her was holding her chin with her hands, and now she raised her head, revealing a face that, although not enough to captivate a country, was full of wild beauty.
If Su Ming were here, the moment he saw this woman, his three souls would be shaken like thunder, and his seven souls would be shocked. It's unbelievable! !
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