Even if the person who is chosen by the immortal character is unwilling to become an auditor, there will be countries competing for it. Among the tens of thousands of spectators, there are officials from hundreds of countries, just waiting to pick up this bargain.

Unless you have an idea, there is no student left who has reached this point.

After the fairy bell selected about 20 people, the finale finally started.

There are a total of twenty-one people with many characters in their bodies. Of these twenty-one people, only nine could be left in the end.

These nine people will become the pride of the world.

At this point, the tension and excitement of the audience and students are no longer what can be described by pen and ink. Among the audience, many people have already fainted. But no one cared about it, and they all watched the drama intently.

Among the students, it is even more tense and depressing. Only Bai Hou Wuyang is quite calm. And then there is the young man in the purple shirt, who has been expressionless.

Twenty-one people, the fish rushed in, and walked under the fairy bell. The purple-shirted boy shook three times in one step, and Hanger Lang was at the end.

It really lived up to expectations. The fairy bell, which had been ringing, suddenly rang.

Dangdang, it rang seven times in a row, resounding to curb Xingyun and suppress the audience.

Among the nineteen people in front of Bai Hou Wuyang and the purple-shirted boy, seven of them were affirmed by Xianzhong. Each one was rewarded with a bell. This greatly boosted the spirits of Bai Hou Wuyang and the purple-shirted boys. Especially Bai Hou Wuyang, he threw off his arms and took a big stride. Reveal an invincible spirit.

The fairy bell was also really popular, and he actually gave Bai Hou Wuyang three rings alone. The audience boiled.

The purple-shirted young man's face changed slightly. This is Bai Hou Wuyang's bell, if you want to ring it for him a few times, you can ring it a few times. If you don't get it right, I'm afraid I'm going to make a mistake. Sure enough, as the young man expected, in the midst of the boiling sound of the audience, he walked under the bell. Not only did the bell not ring, it didn't even buzz. The boy was stupid. The audience was also stupid. Only Bai Hou danced and almost jumped up and cheered. If it were to change anyone, it would not be fainting, and it would have to be paralyzed to the ground. But the young man has experienced life and death many times, and his heart is already as strong as iron.

After the young man was stupid for a moment, he was furious, jumped like thunder, pointed at the fairy bell and scolded: "You dog who owes a beating, why can't you just get along with me......?

The audience was dumbfounded. This kid is too donkey, and he dares to scold the fairy bell.

The boy scolded, swung his left fist, and struck the fairy bell in the air.

When, the boy's fist was still a few feet away from the fairy bell, but the fairy bell really rang.

The audience was completely dumbfounded. Including many bigwigs with half-immortal bodies, they were all stunned.

Seeing that, the young man punched one punch after another, hitting nine times in a row, and the fairy bell rang nine times.

Boom, on the rostrum, there were eight more white-haired old men.

One of the old men in red asked Qinghezi in surprise: "Ninth brother, where is the ancestor?"

Qinghezi, who was already stupid, mechanically pointed at the purple-shirted young man and replied, "The ancestor didn't come." It was that kid who called the fairy bell. ”

"What kind of mess?" the old man in red was puzzled and said to himself: "Only when the ancestor comes, this fairy bell rings seven times...... No, it's obviously nine rings......"

The old man in red opened his mouth and was dumbfounded. The rest of the old men have also become stupid geese.

"Bold boy, do you dare to ring the fairy bell without authorization, do you want to go to the eighteenth layer of hell?" Bai Hou Wuyang's original form was furious, and he pointed at the young man and shouted: "No! You should be wiped out and ...... forever"

"What's it calling, what's calling? Like your mother's mad dog. Isn't it just a bell that you can't touch!" The young man interrupted Bai Hou Wuyang's words, blocked him back with the three words of no chaosheng, and shouted disapprerovingly: "It's not your ancestral grave, and I haven't dug your ancestral grave, what are you calling for? Why is it not ringing when you pass it, but it won't ring when I pass it? If it dares to give me no sound, I will beat him!"

The eight old men and the green lotus were shocked. Say it lightly, and beat it if you don't obey. This is the treasure of the originator of Taoism, and it is an immortal weapon that has been cultivated. How can it be an ordinary bell that is beaten and beaten? Besides, this is the fairy bell, and whoever wants it to ring will ring it for you.

This fairy bell is the treasure of Longshan. Not to mention ordinary people, even these righteous nine sons who have achieved cultivation, no one dares to say that they can ring this bell.

The red lotus root led by him has entered the Righteous Qi Academy for hundreds of years. I have never heard of this fairy bell that can ring ......

The boy ignored everyone's feelings and expressions, and walked to the ranks of the inductees by himself.

"You can't come here! You weren't chosen by the fairy bell, you cheated yourself to make the fairy bell ring. Bai Hou Wuyang completely revealed his original form, swept away his gentle and elegant image, and jumped to his feet and shouted in anger.

"It's supposed to give me a sound. If you have the ability, you can beat this broken bell for me. If you can beat it up, I'll turn around and leave, and I'll never die here!" the boy pouted.

Bai Hou Wuyang is also full of blood and blood, forgetting that this is their Zhenshan immortal weapon, not to be offended. Rolling up his arms and sleeves, he used all his strength to hit the fairy bell.

Qinghezi woke up and was about to make a move to obstruct it. But he was stopped by the red lotus.

Red lotus doesn't know how to solve this problem. Thinking about it, it's good to let Bai Hou Wuyang try it. If he can also ring, things may turn around.

Whew, a strong wind, whistling, struck towards the fairy bell.

Quiet, silent. Not only was there no voice, but even the sound of the wind disappeared without a trace.

And the five-zhang square fairy bell is not moving, not to mention, it is even more silent.

Bai Hou Wuyang looked at his fist stupidly, dumbfounded.

The young man came to the end, and shouted point-in-cheek: "It's okay if you're not convinced, you can find a-stirring stick to ring this broken bell." As long as it rings, it counts!"

"You ......" Bai Hou Wuyang glared angrily, speechless.

Just the punch he just made was a hundred times more powerful than ordinary knives and guns. It didn't shake the fairy bell in the slightest. No matter what is used, it is impossible to ring the fairy bell.

"It's really not good, you kick and hit ...... with your head," the young man sneered, and he had to make a move.

"This student, Hugh is talking nonsense!" The red lotus root stopped the young man, and said solemnly: "This bell is the treasure of Longshan, and it is not something that can be offended at will! But that doesn't mean you can offend the fairy bell at will, understand?"

"Thank you for the teachings of the immortal master!" The young man hurriedly stepped forward and respectfully bowed: "The student was born in the mountains and wilderness, and he doesn't know how to count etiquette, so please ask the immortal master to do a lot of Haihan!"

The red lotus root saw the nine big vermilion characters hovering over the young man's head, and laughed in dismay.