Dongyang Palace, the bear demon is calling, and the strength can carry the tripod. Among the human race, a big man walked out.

Zaijian's big man figure is not much worse than that of the bear saint, and he is also a tiger's back, but it is only a cultivation of the high-level Great Perfection.

"Cultivating Deng Long in Xiasan, I am willing to give it a try!" said the strong man.

"Please!" Xiong Sheng hugged his shoulders and looked at him coldly. He knew the weight of the bronze tripod very well, and he expected not to look at the big man in front of him who was in good shape, but his strength was definitely not as good as his own.

Deng Long stepped forward to take a deep breath, stood up with his horse steps, and then held Dingzu with both hands.

"Get up!" Deng Long exerted his arms and shouted at the same time, and the bruises on his face burst out.

zaijian, the bronze tripod really rose from the ground.

"Get up—" Someone among the Terrans said in surprise.

However, I saw that the bronze tripod was only more than a foot high from the ground.

"Boom-" Deng Long's body was loaded, and he took off his hand directly, and Dading smashed directly to the ground.

"Whew-" Deng Long let out a sigh of relief, his face embarrassed.

If it weren't for the cultivation power to protect himself, Deng Long would have to vomit blood. It seems that there is no need to cultivate strength, even if he thinks that he is infinitely powerful, but to lift this bronze tripod of seven or eight thousand catties, it is also more powerful than climbing to the sky.

Deng Long said ashamed, hugged his fist to the top of the main hall, turned his head and walked away, and walked out of the main hall of Dongyang Ancient Temple.

"Hmph!" All this was already expected by Xiong Sheng, it was impossible for the human race to lift the Great Ding with his physical body, seeing that Deng Long's gray face, Xiong Sheng couldn't help but sneer.

"Dongyang Ancient Temple is the one who holds the bull's ear in the cultivation world of the Eastern Regions of Dongling. I heard that there is a Dharma Protector Vajra in front of the Buddha, and his power is infinite. I don't know, is there a high monk in your temple who can lift this bronze tripod?" Xiong Sheng looked at Master Shui Yun and Abbot Wuruo.

At this time, not only Xiong Sheng, but also other human races also looked at the two senior monks of Dongyang Temple, and sincerely hoped that Dongyang Ancient Temple could stand up with a King Kong man and extinguish the arrogance of the bear spirit.

But Master Shui Yun and Abbot Wuruo glanced at each other and couldn't help but smile bitterly. They are naturally familiar with the situation of the monks in the temple, and there is no shortage of masters in Dongyang Ancient Temple.

However, this Xiong Sheng's trick and stipulating that he does not need to cultivate his strength, but only relies on the liliang of the flesh, who can be his opponent?

"There is no such person in our temple!" "If the abbot is deeply aware of Buddhism, he actually doesn't value such a competition, so he replied in a calm tone.

"Haha!" When Xiong Sheng heard this, he couldn't help but look up to the sky, "The human body is really vulnerable!"

As soon as these words came out, on the main hall, the faces of the human race were not good. There were already many Terran monks who couldn't swallow this breath and glared at the bear spirit.

Amu watched Xiong Sheng's clumsy performance for a long time, and sneered in his heart. However, such a scene is too small for Amu.

Moreover, Amu feels that things are definitely not that simple, a little bear saint, the realm of the spirit, I am afraid that he has not had the courage to dare to provoke such an incident in Dongyang Ancient Temple. There must be more powerful people behind him.

The main event may still be to come, so Amu is as steady as Mount Tai, and suddenly feels that this Dongyang Festival seems to be interesting, so his question is postponed, and he will see the situation first.

"Xiong Daoyou, the performance has passed, is there anything else?" Master Shui Yun said lightly.

"No!" Xiong Sheng clenched his fists, but as if it was fine, he wanted to go back to his seat directly, and all the Terrans held their breath.

You know, not all human races have the cultivation and concentration of the monks of Dongyang Ancient Temple, and even many monks are not Buddhists, how can they swallow this breath?

"Slow!" At this moment, a Terran monk suddenly stood up on the east side of the main hall.

This Terran monk is a thin old man, dressed in red, with a pointed chin, and blazing eyes, at first glance, he is an aggressive person, the highest spiritual level Great Perfection!

"In the Lower East Ridge Wanqing Valley Yunyue Heng, all Taoist friends are invited!" The old man in red hugged his fist to everyone in the hall.

The monks above the main hall basically didn't all have heard of this sect.

Because, Wanqing Valley is known as the first secular gate in the Eastern Regions of Dongling. Dongling Duofo Sect, but there are also many vulgar doors, the vulgar doors of Dongling Eastern Regions, the first Wanqing Valley.

Wanqing Valley is famous for formations and illusions, and has the reputation of "the first mysterious" in the eastern region of Dongling.

At this Dongyang Festival, there was more than one person from Wanqinggu, and this Yunyue Heng was notoriously hot-tempered.

Fang Cai, the words of the white-clothed monk and the Xiong Sheng, had already made him dissatisfied, if it wasn't for the two clans, he would have made an appointment to fight the Xiong Sheng, and he would have fought to the death.

"Xiong Daoyou, you have just won, the human race is not as good as the bear clan, admit it below. However, there is no doubt about the human spirit, and I am willing to compete with Brother Xiong again, how about it?" Yun Yue arched his hand at Xiong Shengyi, and directly explained his intentions.

"How to compete? Brother Bai Dao just said, sword light and sword shadow, in case of death and injury, it will hurt the harmony of our demon clan!" Xiong Sheng was not afraid of Yun Yueheng, he just used words to squeeze him.

"Hehe, Daoyou Xiong said it well!So as not to hurt the harmony of our demon clan!" Yun Yueheng sneered, "In this case, we are participating in the Dharma Festival of the Buddha Sect this time, so how about comparing our concentration?"

"Compare concentration?" Xiong Sheng was puzzled.

"That's right, it's better than concentration!" Yun Yueheng sneered, "Fang Cai, Xiong Daoyou said that there is no need to cultivate, the demon clan is stronger than the human race." Then I have to prove it in the next place, there is no need to cultivate, people's hearts are far better than demon hearts!"

Yun Yueheng's words were loud, and many Terran monks couldn't help but applaud secretly.

However, several senior monks of Dongyang Temple shook their heads secretly. Buddhism is compassionate and less fighting, and in their opinion, Yun Yueheng's actions are extremely unwise.

Let that bear demon be rampant for a while, why do you have to distinguish the superior?

However, at this time, the human race was excited, and it was the demon race that provoked first, and it was impossible for Dongyang Temple to go against the minds of many human races.

"How do you compare?" Xiong Sheng asked.

"Simple!" Zaijian Yunyue rushed to the abbot of Wuruo and hugged his fist, "Master Wuruo, I heard that there is an ancient bell in the ancient temple of Dongyang, called the Seven Buddhas and Demons! It is said that this bell can emit seven different sounds, each with its own wonderful use. One of them is to simulate magic sounds and train people's mental concentration. Today, Yun has the courage to beg Master Wuruo, please take out this bell, sound the magic sound, and test people's hearts, who is better!"

"Huh?" The abbot frowned, he didn't expect Yun Yueheng to compete like this.

The Seven Buddhas suppress demons, it is a strange treasure, as soon as the magic sound sounds, if the mind is not strong, I am afraid there will be great danger.

"Master Yun, the human heart is demonic, and they all have the heart of the Buddha! Why do you have to compete for the strengths and weaknesses?" Master Wuruo persuaded.

"What the master said is extremely true, but people's hearts are demonic, and they all have hearts. But for those unintentional things, the Buddha still needs to ignite and beat them with his heart!" Yun Yueheng replied extremely skillfully, implying that Xiong Sheng and his ilk were already unintentional things, provoking trouble, and they must teach a good lesson.

"Well said!" At this time, Xiong Sheng didn't speak, but the white-clothed monk who had just fanned the flames spoke again, "Brother Xiong, you won for a while, you must be tired." This person's heart is more than demonic, let the foolish brother do it for him!"

"Thank you!" That Xiong Sheng doesn't look like he looks big or three thick, but he definitely has enough thoughts, and he is by no means the opponent of Yun Yueheng, who was born in Wanqing Valley, just borrowing the slope to get off the donkey.

The white-clothed monk stepped out and bowed his hand slightly.

"In the Lower Demon Clan, Bai Mutian!"

As soon as this white-clothed monk came out, everyone knew at this time that today's Bai Mutian and Xiong Sheng were definitely not good.

Transfiguration Upper Realm, Spirit Saint High Rank!

Amu squinted his eyes at the white ape that had become a refinement, and he thought that the clouds and moons of the Ten Thousand Green Valley had something special in terms of concentration. However, I'm afraid it's no match for this white ape.

Although, to compete with concentration, there is no need to cultivate. But being able to reach the Transfiguration Upper Realm, Amu understands that those who are not with great concentration cannot reach that level, let alone the demon clan?

A shape-shifting demon is basically an old demon who has practiced for thousands of years.

How could Master Wuruo, who was also a high-level Spirit Saint, not understand this truth, so he didn't want to invite the Seven Buddhas Demon Ancient Bell.

"Please Master Wuruo, borrow the bell to use!" At this time, Yun Yue was angry, he only wanted to correct the name of the human race, and he was extremely confident in his concentration, where would he think so much?

"Master Yun Shi!" Master Wuruo still wanted to persuade again.

"Please Master Wuruo, borrow the bell and use it!" At this time, in the main hall, there were seven or eight hundred Terran monks who asked together. It seems that the two demon clans have already aroused the anger of the human race.

Master Wuruo couldn't help frowning slightly.

"Alas, Master Wuruo, let them make trouble! My Mu clan and your temple are in charge, what else can I do? Maybe as soon as the Buddha bell rings, the ignorant people will naturally understand!" At this time, the Elder Gu Song in the Mu clan spoke again, and several other Mu clan powers also nodded slightly.

What Master Wuruo is worried about is actually today's incident, which has caused a big dispute between the two clans. That would be contrary to the consistent proposition of the Dongling Brahma Temple. At this time, the Mu clan said this, and Master Wuruo had a little less concern.

"Since Elder Honka said so, then it is better for the old man to be respectful than to obey his orders!" said the master, shaking his hand with one hand.

Within the long sleeves of the monk's robe, a cyan ancient bell flew out and hung directly above the main hall.

The ancient bell is about two feet high, not big or small, and there is a faint green glow around it. On the body of the clock, it is covered with ancient Sanskrit characters of Buddhism, as well as various statues of Buddhas.

As soon as this bell came out, a quiet and solemn atmosphere suddenly dispersed, and the Dongyang Hall, which was a little restless, was instantly quiet.

"High-grade Immortal Treasure!" Amu said secretly in his heart. Such a high-level immortal treasure, although it may not be anything in Amu's eyes, is enough to become the treasure of Dongyang Ancient Temple.

At this time, Yun Yue sat cross-legged on the top of the main hall, and the white wooden sky transformed by the white ape also sat next to Yun Yue!

"Cold!" said Master Wuruo.

"Disciple is here!" Qing Han strode out.

"Play the Heavenly Demon Sound!" Master Wuruo said slowly.

"Yes!" Zaijian looked cold, formed a magic seal in his hand, and then, flicked the middle finger and thumb of his right hand.

"When—" A bell rang throughout the hall.

All the monks present were busy mobilizing their mana to fight against the bell. Master Xiaoyun even used mana to cover Amu. Fortunately, it is not an enemy at this time, it is just a practice in peacetime.

Qing Han just tapped the ancient bell and let out a faint magic sound to test whether Yun Yueheng and Bai Mutian's minds were firm. Otherwise, if you urge this ancient bell with all your might, I am afraid that no one in the main hall will be able to bear it.