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This three-inch golden light.

It was not as grand as Jiang Tong's sword that cut down the body of the ancestor of the Hongmen, nor was it as vast as the punch that killed the ancient fairy.

It didn't even cause any vision, but it just passed through the void without a sound, leaving a long golden trace.

It was this ordinary, seemingly powerless three-inch golden light.But it makes people feel that there seems to be nothing in this world that can stop it.

Under the three-inch golden light.

Those who hid thousands of meters away and watched the battle from a distance all had pale faces.

They felt that there was only a trace of aura overflowing from the golden light, floating between the heaven and the earth.Their souls immediately seemed to be torn apart, and there were bursts of throbbing.

"what is that?"

An old man with thinning white hair and furrowed wrinkles, dressed as a noble in the Western Middle Ages, yelled in horror as if he had seen a ghost.

The higher the cultivation base, the more obvious the feeling of soul trembling.

Under such soul coercion, even the body does not belong to him.

They can hear their souls screaming, trembling, and crawling...

The speed of the three-inch golden light was very slow at first.

In the end, faster and faster, it turned into a golden afterimage, as if escaping into the void, disappearing.

The Dragon Lord, who escaped a few miles away in the blink of an eye, looked happy, and then looked back in fear.

"Hmph, although I am no match for you, I want to leave. In today's world, who can stop me?"

For hundreds of years, the reason why the battle of gods has rarely been launched in this world is because the gods are restrained by each other.

No one is sure to kill the other party, after all, we are both gods, and the means are the same.Even if your skills, martial arts, and magic weapons are far superior to mine, but I want to escape, there is nothing you can do.

So unless it is absolutely necessary, Huashen will not do it easily.

Just like today.

The Dragon Lord and Fairy Gu are willing to agree to the invitation of the ancestor of Hongmen and come to help him.

It's because they didn't know that Jiang Tong had hidden his cultivation of transforming spirits, and they thought that a true Hejin could be crushed to death with a flick of a finger.

But if he had known in advance that Jiang Tong's cultivation was all over the world, he would have learned everything about heaven and man.Even if the three of them join forces, the Dragon Lord and Fairy Gu will never agree to anything.

The fight between the gods is too risky.

Offend the other party, if he wants to kill the offspring around you.Even if you are in front of you, you are not sure to stop it.

Fortunately, the dragon master saw that the situation was not good just now, and escaped at a critical moment.

He secretly decided in his heart that after returning to Longtang, he would immediately close the hall and escape from the world.Staggering Jiang Tong's era, it won't be too late when he disappears or comes into the world.

"My God, who is this son?"

"At a young age, he stepped into the realm of transforming gods. Could it be that he came out of that place?"

When mentioning 'that place', the Dragon Lord showed panic, as if the shadow buried in his heart resurfaced.

His heartbeat quickened, and his body shook like a sieve.

was thinking.

The Dragon Lord, who felt something, suddenly turned around and looked a thousand meters away.

I saw that piece of void fluttering, as if something was escaping from behind the void.

At this moment, the Dragon Lord also felt his soul, and there were bursts of restlessness.A sense of uneasiness urged him to leave here quickly.

The Dragon Lord found the source of that uneasiness, which was emanating from the soul.

next moment.

The Dragon Lord seemed to notice something, and exclaimed: "Not good!"

Surrounding the whole body, the Taihuang Bell, which was slowly turning, suddenly turned into a height of several feet, directly covering the Dragon Lord.

Even so, under the violent and uneasy intuition, the Dragon Lord hastily activated more than a dozen protective magic weapons.

Like a huge cocoon, it wraps the Dragon Lord inside and out.

The uneasiness and agitation in the mind and soul, not only did not decrease, but multiplied with the arrival of the moving void.

Immediately afterwards, a three-inch golden light appeared from behind the void, and slashed towards the Dragon Lord.

Taking a closer look, the core of the golden light is a small three-inch sword.

The three-inch small sword seems to have leaped from another world, invisible and qualityless.Under the terrified gaze of the Dragon Lord, Xiaojian directly ignored the Taihuang Bell and the dozen or so barriers in front of him, and passed through.

The Taihuang Bell rotated slowly, and the talismans and seals on it flowed, the patterns and lights flourished, and flew out of the surface, hanging high in the void.

More than a dozen magic barriers were shining brightly without any damage.

Just like that three-inch small sword, it is like a shadow.

But at the next moment, the Dragon Lord standing behind the Taihuang Bell and more than a dozen magical artifacts opened his eyes wide in disbelief.

"This... what kind of supernatural power is this?"

In a world of dead silence, only the dragon lord muttered to himself.

His soul was cut off by the little sword in an instant, and his soul was scattered and shattered into powder.

The three-inch small sword passed through the Dragon Lord's body silently, without leaving a trace on it.

Then it shot a thousand meters away, and on the vast and boundless ice field, several polar bears came out to look for food.

The three-inch small sword skimmed over the polar bears, and several strong polar bears fell to the ground and died instantly, their souls flying away.

Wherever the little sword goes, everything dies, and all forms and spirits are scattered.

In an instant.

The clear light dissipated, and the Taihuang Bell returned to its original appearance.

Only the uninjured and unmarked body remained, falling on the ice field from a height of several hundred meters.

In the white and snowy weather, there was no living thing to be seen.

The Taihuang Bell, which lost control, was suspended in the air.Then, as if he was attracted by something, he flew in the direction of the ice valley.

……

In front of the ice valley, Jiang Tong is in high spirits, his clothes fluttering, and he stands between the sky and the earth with his hands behind his back.

Then there was a mouthful of mini gold bells, bursting from an unknown distance.

Finally, it slowly fell into Jiang Tong's palm.

"Defensive spirit weapon, not bad!"

Jiang Tong's calm face finally showed a wave of fluctuation.

Those underground powerhouses in the distance trembled when they saw the golden bell, "Then... isn't that the Dragon Lord's Great Emperor Bell?"

"Could it be that the Dragon Lord also..."

When many people saw the golden bell falling into Jiang Tong's hands, they thought about the direction in which the three-inch golden light just shot.

I guessed something in my heart.

His body was shaky, almost unable to stand still.

Holding the Taihuang Bell in his hand, Jiang Tong looked at a certain space in the ice and snow.

The line of sight seems to penetrate all obstacles, cast behind the void, and look directly at the source.

"Hmph, you want to hide it from me, too?"

Jiang Tong's divine sense penetrated into the Taihuang Bell, directly erasing the remaining divine sense of the Dragon Lord, refining it for his own use.

After beating the golden bell, he said calmly:
"go with!"

The golden bell rose against the wind, turned into a height of five feet, and directly covered the space where the ancestors of the Hongmen lived in seclusion.

A scream came out.

Everyone saw the emptiness, and the Hongmen patriarch fell from it.

Before he could escape in a panic, he was imprisoned inside by the Taihuang bell.

"Jiang Diye boy, if you have the guts, kill this ancestor!"

The ancestor of Hongmen screamed again and again.

Jiang Tong didn't ask and didn't care, just put the Taihuang Bell and the spirit of the ancestor of Hongmen into the storage bag.

So far!

The three great gods, two dead and one injured.

On this day, Jiang Diye's name shocked the whole world!