‘Buzz buzz’!

The Pangu Bell is oscillating at a terrible frequency at a high speed. The dull bell sound is like countless saw blades rubbing at the same time, which makes people feel upset and hurts their eardrums.

Especially in the roar of Pangu Bell, there was a sad and sad cry from time to time, which was like applying a handful of hot mustard powder on a person's eardrum and sprinkling a handful of sharp iron sand on his heart. The discomfort was simply crazy.

Ji Hao and the Ya Gong no longer had to fight back. Ji Hao could only activate Pangu Bell with all his strength to protect the two of them. The Ya Gong even bleeded in seven orifices. He returned to the original appearance of the golden crow. Three claws were tightly pressed on Ji Hao's shoulders, with their wings spread open, and countless golden feathers burning, and each feather was standing up straight like a sharp knife.

The Dragon Mother, the Sad Taoist, and the Lord of Kuzhu Mountain joined forces to attack Pangu Bell slowly.

The Dragon Mother's offensive was like a storm. There were hundreds of millions of storms in the blink of an eye. Billions of extremely thin golden lights roared. The dense golden light contained great power and contained terrible penetration. Each attack carried terrible high-frequency oscillation, which was enough to crush all metals in the world.

If it were ordinary defensive treasures, they had been forcibly broken through such a dense and violent attack by the Dragon Mother. That is, the Pangu Bell was made of almost the entire spine of the Pangu Saint. Although it was still missing a small piece, it was the hardest bone on the Pangu Saint after all. No matter how crazy the Dragon Mother was, it could never break the Pangu Bell's defense.

The attack of the Lord of Kuzhu Mountain was neither too fast nor too slow, and it was easy and ethereal with a sensation of Taoism. A series of green bamboo shadows fell slowly and clearly visible. Countless thunder burst out from this attack, and countless lightning flashed in the next attack. Another blue bamboo shadow fell, and countless sharp wind swords roared and cut through the void...

The attack of the Lord of Kuzhu Mountain seemed slow, but various magical powers emerged one after another. All the magical secret techniques that could be derived from the Qingmu spiritual energy were constantly pouring out in his hands like a blooming flower.

Especially the Lord of Kuzhu Mountain seemed to have some kind of unique talented magical powers. Several times when the green bamboo sticks in his hand fell on the Pangu Bell, he could see a green shadow flashing by. The green bamboo sticks traveled through the void, causing ripples, and almost poked on Ji Hao several times.

After almost suffering losses for several consecutive times, Ji Hao carefully observed the attack of Lord Kuzhu Mountain, and then he found that Lord Kuzhu Mountain's green bamboo stick not only traveled through the void, but even shuttled through time at that moment, launching an attack on Ji Hao from the two high-level dimensions of space and time.

Fortunately, Panguzhong suppressed Zhou Tian, ​​and chaotic auras spread out, like countless small vortexes shattering time and space, completely turning a void beside Ji Hao into chaos, which was to isolate the attack of Lord Kuzhu Mountain.

The Lord of Kuzhu Mountain was not anxious. He just attacked slowly with one stick and walked slowly around Ji Hao, just like an old man walking comfortably in the bamboo forest with a full meal and drinking. The leisurely and comfortable manner is really enviable.

Compared with the Master of Kuzhu Mountain, the attack of Dragon Mother was powerful and domineering and unstoppable, but it couldn't help but fall into the lower level in its realm. The Master of Kuzhu Mountain was a man of good deeds and a man of high and high decent style, while Dragon Mother was an old woman who completely stripped her clothes and made a fuss in the streets and alleys!

As for the sad Taoist, he squatted in the corner of the cave like a ball of flesh. A pair of round little eyes stared at Ji Hao, occasionally sternly with a stern face and a majestic manner, crying miserably...

With Pangu Bell protection, the crying of the sad Taoist certainly shocked Ji Hao and Ya Gong and his internal organs toss, and blood kept oozing from his eyes, ears, mouth and nose, but his injuries were not very serious. However, every time Ji Hao and Ya Gong were fully focused on defense, the crying of the sad Taoist suddenly sounded, which was like walking in a cemetery in the middle of the night, and someone suddenly shouted behind him, which scared and disgusting!

Fiercely resisting the attack from all directions, Ji Hao slowly sat down cross-legged, slowly took out the Pangu sword and placed it horizontally on his knees.

The Lord of Kuzhu Mountain waved the green bamboo stick and suddenly slowed down. He looked at the Pangu sword in Ji Hao's hand with fear.

Long Mother sneered, "Old Zhushang Gang, what are you afraid of? What are you afraid of? Well? This kid is the apprentice of Taoist Yu Yu, not Taoist Yu Yu... You wouldn't be afraid of anyone who draws the sword after being cut by Taoist Yu Yu, right?"

The sad Taoist on the side started to wail miserably: "Poor fellow Taoist Chris Kuzhu... Hehe... Hehe... Hehe... Hehe... Hehe... Hehe... Hehe... Hehe... Hehe... Hehe..."

The sad Taoist cried miserably, but anyone could hear the sarcastic meaning in his tone.

The Lord of Kuzhu Mountain's face slightly darkened. He took a deep breath. Suddenly his body shook into a green whirlwind and turned around the chaotic aura emitted by Pangu Bell. With a few "swish swish swish swish swish", the Lord of Kuzhu Mountain stabbed out eighteen rods in succession at this moment.

Pangu Bell shook slightly and heard the sound of shattering like crystal glass. Around Ji Hao, eighteen green square bamboo sticks pierced the void and approached him very slowly. The "hissing" sound was endless. Pangu Bell shook the void and disrupted the time. The eighteen green bamboo sticks slowly approached less than three inches away from Ji Hao. Then Ji Hao suddenly waved the Pangu Sword.

An arc-shaped sword light flashed, and with a "swish", eighteen green bamboo sticks were cut off by Ji Hao's sword at the same time.

The Dragon Mother exclaimed: "Old Zhushang Gang, do you have a set? Keep going, work harder and you can kill the boy!"

Ji Hao's body shook, and the chaotic aura emitted by Pangu Bell suddenly became messy for a moment. Relying on the invincible sharpness of Pangu's sword, Ji Hao cut off the green bamboo sticks, but the master of Kuzhu Mountain's magic power was much more powerful than his. He was shocked and his whole body was trembling like an electric shock. When he opened his mouth, a blood arrow sprayed out.

"He doesn't have enough magic power and cultivation... It's so miserable, so miserable, so miserable... Fellow Daozhu, he's going to beat him to death!" The sad Taoist on the side cried again and tragically.

Ji Hao's face changed slightly. His magic power was not strong enough. It was indeed his biggest weakness when facing these old monsters. If they really attacked this weakness, Ji Hao might have exhausted his magic power by them. He would not be able to activate Pangu Bell at that time, so Ji Hao could only use his body to withstand...

In the jade bi, Taoist Tong Jiong who was staring at this place suddenly laughed: "Emperor Ji Hao, we are friends in wine and meat after all. Why not do this? All things in the living gourd will be given to you... You promised to let me leave the jade bi and then grant me a god position as the Heavenly Master of Heaven... How about keeping me free and easy?"
Chapter completed!