"What's the sound?" the old man with the sharp-beaked monkey cheeks glared, and raised his right hand to pat the big man's head.

"What kind of sound do you say, what kind of sound, don't shut up for you!" The old man slapped it again, causing the big man to quickly shrink his head, but he didn't dare to avoid it.

The old man snorted coldly, no longer paying attention to the big man, with a gloomy face, and galloped towards the Dongfu Mountain Range where Su Ming was located below, the six people behind him hurriedly followed, and the seven people turned into seven Changhong, and went straight to the earth.

But just as they flew out and didn't get close to the mountain range, suddenly, another bell rang out, and the bell buzzed, causing a layer of ripples visible to the naked eye to appear in the sky, spreading in all directions.

Under the ringing of this bell, in this ripple, the old man's heart immediately shook again, and he was moved, and as for the six people behind him, their bodies also shook, and their expressions were shocked.

"This is the voice of the dementor, Ah Gong, or... Why don't we go, the other party is a dementor. In the echo of the bell, there was another person behind the old man, who hurriedly opened his mouth to persuade, this person's face was pale, he was only a first witch, and under the sound of the bell, his body seemed to be buzzing, making him almost unable to stand on his feet.

"Fart!" the old man with the sharp-beaked monkey cheeks glared, and raised his right hand to slap the head of the man who spoke.

"Lao Tzu told you what kind of sound this is, this is indeed the sound of the soul, you don't want to think about it, why did he have this sound as soon as we came, it was because he was afraid, you know no, he was afraid, so he had to make this sound!

"Do you know how it came from, it was the sound of hitting the rocks, and what did it make you look like just such a sound?" the old man with the sharp-beaked monkey cheeks snorted coldly.

"It's still Ah Gong's wisdom and knowledge, it turns out that this is the sound of hitting the rocks. The six people nodded hurriedly, looking at the old man's eyes with reverence.

"If he didn't make a sound, it would have been okay, but now that he has made a sound, I know that this little dementor baby who came from nowhere is scared. The old man with the sharp-beaked monkey cheeks didn't know how to make such a judgment, so he raised his right hand at this moment and slapped the other six people on the heads one by one.

"Ah Gong, it hurts!" the big man who was the first to speak shrank his head again and muttered.

"You wait here for me, to see how Lao Tzu can drive this dementor baby away, his grandmother's, dare to occupy the place of Lao Tzu's tribe. The old man with the sharp mouth and cheeks glared, no longer paying attention to the six clansmen, but turned around and roared towards the mountain range where Su Ming was.

But just as he was still a hundred feet away from the mountains, all of a sudden, the bell roared with a more intense sound, and it spread all around, causing more ripples, and even a gust of wind that curled the old man's hair.

The old man with the sharp-beaked monkey cheeks gasped, don't look at what he said to the clansmen just now, but in fact, he didn't know what it was, it sounded a little frightened, but he was the witch of the White Bull Tribe, and he must not show cowardice in front of the clansmen.

At this moment, he gritted his teeth and rushed again in his inner muttering.

The six clansmen behind him couldn't help but retreat one by one, looking at the figure of their grandfather walking forward at this moment, listening to the increasingly violent humming, and looking at each other.

"Or Ah Gong is wise, how does he know that this voice is the other party's fear?"

"Otherwise, he is Ah Gong, you are not Ah Gong, Ah Gong is right, you see that the closer he gets, the stronger this voice is, and he is obviously afraid. ”

"But I don't think it's like that..."

"Yes, that's obviously scared. ”

While the six were talking in a low voice, the old man with the sharp-beaked monkey cheeks was already nearly fifty feet away from the mountain range, and when he was about to step on the mountain, he puffed out his breath and let out a loud roar.

"This mountain ......"

But before he could finish speaking, his eyes widened suddenly, and the voice came suddenly, and a breath that made his scalp tingle suddenly burst out from the mountain range.

With the dispersion of the breath, but in front of the old man, a huge phantom of a hundred zhang in size, suddenly appeared, the phantom was the shape of a clock, after appearing at this moment, a strong coercion shook the earth, and the sky changed its color.

The old man with the sharp beak was rushed by the coercion, and was even more shocked by the huge bell that suddenly appeared, and the whole person quickly retreated without saying a word.

At the same time as he retreated, an incomparably clear bell rang from within the huge illusory bell, and the sound was several times clearer than before, and it fell in his ears, buzzing.

The old man with the sharp-beaked monkey cheeks hurriedly stepped back, and only then did he return to his clansmen.

"His grandmother's, what is this......" The big man behind him spoke again at this moment.

"This sound is not a knock on a rock, what is this?" The people behind the old man gasped.

"What's the matter, you know what!" The old man seemed to be a little annoyed and angry, turned his head and glared at a few people viciously, raised his hand and patted it again.

"Let Lao Tzu tell you, what is this, this is a small big bowl!"

As soon as the old man finished saying this, the bell immediately reverberated again, but he saw that the illusory bell body that existed on the mountain range and in the sky instantly solidified, revealing its complete appearance.

The whole body was blue and black, exuding a vicissitudes of time, floating in the air, forming a strong coercion, making the old man and the few people behind him fall towards the earth one after another under unbearable conditions.

"Ah Gong, this ...... It's not a bowl ......."

"Ah Gong, this is really not a bowl, what is this?" The faces of those clansmen were pale, their bodies trembled, and even the cultivation in their bodies was solidified under this coercion, and their expressions were sluggish in the trembling at this moment.

"Hmph, let Lao Tzu tell you, this is a small bowl, this is the little dementor baby is afraid, so take out this bowl to scare us, that you, and you, you two go over and lure the dementor baby out to me." The old man with the sharp-beaked monkey cheeks was nervous in his heart, but he gritted his teeth and said these words, pointed to the two clansmen beside him, and saw that the two of them did not dare to go forward, so he raised his hand with his eyes glared.

The two clansmen gritted their teeth in fear and rushed out to get close to the mountain range, but they had just walked out of more than ten zhang when suddenly a terrifying low roar came from the Hanshan Bell in the sky.

The roar was even more shocking than the ringing of the bell, causing the two men to spurt out a mouthful of blood, and their bodies suddenly fell to the ground, and when they looked back, they saw the four companions behind their grandfather, who were also spurting blood at this moment, and each of them fell.

Only the old man with the sharp-beaked monkey cheeks was still standing there, but his body trembled.

"Don't think that Lao Tzu doesn't know that you are pretending to be dead, you wait, wait for Lao Tzu to pack up the little dementor baby, and go back to pull your skin. The old man stomped his feet, stretched out his arms and bit the tip of his tongue, spurting out a mouthful of blood, his whole person suddenly became like a rainbow, and behind him, an illusory huge white mist appeared, and the mist rolled, outlining the shape of a cow.

The old man raised his right hand, and somehow turned it over, a huge bowl appeared in his hand, this bowl contained water, holding this bowl, the old man took a step forward, he secretly complained in his heart, he was the witch prince of the small tribe of the White Bull Department, and after hearing the clansmen report that a dementor witch clan had appeared here a few days ago, he always hesitated.

After waiting for a few days, he sent someone back to check on him, and told him that the place had returned to normal, and that the dementor was no longer there, so he decided to bring his people here and pretend to be a person, but he didn't expect that as soon as he arrived, he met the terrifying voice.

The first few times he could still stiffen up and say this nonsense, but when the huge bell appeared, he was already frightened, but if he left like this, it would be difficult for him as a witch to do it, and at this moment, under the gritted teeth, he had a desperate plan, how could he rush up to fight with the dementor.

And he thinks that even if he is not a cultivator, how can he be at the peak of Yang Wu, and the outcome of this battle is unknown.

When he rushed forward at this moment, his expression became serious, and the clear water in the stone bowl in his hand fluctuated and rippled, forming a vapor outside his body, making him resist the echo of the bell.

Just as he was moving forward, the two fallen men on the ground immediately opened their eyes, and hurriedly crawled on the ground, returning to the place where their companions had spurted blood and fell.

Almost at the same time as the two of them returned, the four fallen clansmen also opened their eyes, looked at each other, and hurriedly crawled back without saying a word.

Only the old man, who was still galloping at the moment, after approaching the mountain range, the old man had no time to pay attention to the six clansmen who pretended to be dead behind him, and his right foot stomped on the earth, and his body suddenly rose from the ground, and flew into the air, heading straight to the top of the mountain range, and at the same time, he let out a loud roar again.

"This mountain is ......"

Almost the moment he said this sentence for the second time, outside the huge Handan Mountain Bell in the sky, there was a sudden surge, and a large blur appeared, and in that blur, an indescribable beast suddenly appeared.

This fierce beast is like nine dragons growing together, huge, the nine heads are scattered at this moment, as if occupying the entire sky, it is the appearance of this beast, so that the old man's second words, again abruptly stopped, he opened his eyes wide, revealing horror and horror, his body retreated violently, and his scalp was already numb.

When a fierce coercion suddenly came, five of the nine heads had their eyes closed, as if they were sleeping, but the remaining four small heads were with their eyes open, revealing a cold and cold light, and in the pupils of these four heads, Su Ming's figure suddenly appeared.

"What is this mountain!" Su Ming's voice roared out from the mouths of the four heads that were occupied by him.

"This mountain is your ......" The old man with the sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, who didn't know where he came from, didn't dare to continue to retreat, and hurriedly smiled.

The third watch is here, and there is a fourth watch! The monthly pass is tight, and the Taoist friends still have the monthly pass in their hands, don't keep it, vote it out in one fell swoop, let's rush it!!(To be continued)