"Why don't Brother Long Dao call your big insect here? There is still some forest land for it to roam in our mountains."

A group of people looked at Taoist Long and smiled.

"Brother Dao, you..."

"Brother Dao Long, wait a minute. I have a question that I would like to discuss with Brother Dao."

At this time, the Taoist holding a crutch next to him finally couldn't hold himself any longer.

"Brother Taoist, please tell me..."

Taoist Long glanced at Taoist Zhiguai, and he naturally knew what to ask.

Who here doesn’t know the heel of the bell?

"I saw that the bell contained the aura of the underworld, and it could hardly suppress the abyss of thousands of miles."

"Could it be..."

The Taoist priest Zhiguai was thinking carefully in his mind and asked.

"It's exactly what Brother Dao wanted."

One person glanced at him and then said.

"But didn't Brother Dao say it was broken?"

The Taoist priest asked doubtfully.

"I am good at tinkering."
Chapter completed!