The sound of the clear bell echoed, like a continuous wave, rumbling.

Mu Feng's whole body was circulating, his black hair was flying freely, facing the three spiritual pressure, like a mountain, still standing still.

The spiritual pressure rushed into Mu Feng's eyebrows and the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness, forming an unparalleled sharp blade, slashing towards the soul sitting in the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness.

Mu Feng's soul has gradually grown up and has become a five-year-old child. From the edges of his face, it can be seen that it is still somewhat similar to Mu Feng, and there is still a trace of baby fat on his face.

At the moment when the mental pressure swept across, the baby suddenly opened his eyes, stretched out a chubby little hand, and banged it out fiercely.

Bang! A muffled sound was raised in the space of the sea of ​​consciousness, and then the sharp blade transformed by spiritual pressure collapsed.

Mu Feng's current soul has reached the imperial level, and the first three waves of spiritual pressure of this holy bell really has no effect on him.

Dongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdong! Mu Feng's eyes burst out with sharp light, and he stepped heavily on his right foot, instantly releasing the power of the eighth-level realm. His right hand bent his finger and buckled the surface of the golden bell, buckled all over the place.

Four bells rose into the sky, like four thunders exploding, shaking the eardrums of everyone present.

The power of the four sound waves superimposed on each other is far stronger than that of Gongsun Sheng, Qiu Wuji and Luo Changtian at any time. However, the ground with the Golden Bell as the center and a radius of five meters exploded and cracked, forming deep cracks and pits.

Everyone in the open space retreated to the corner of the wall, looking at the scene in fear and horror.

"This guy... actually locked it around, what did he do?"

"Yes! Even Gongsun Sheng can't do it. The spiritual pressure and sound waves released by Jin Zhong are much stronger than Gongsun Sheng and the others!"

"..." The crowd was shocked and looked at Mu Feng's back incredible. They didn't expect that the strange young man who suddenly appeared was hidden and knocked seven times with one move, which was already comparable to Qiu Wuji.

Luo Changtian, Qiu Wuji and Gongsun Sheng all showed shock, and they stared at Mu Feng's back.

"This guy...is so strong?"

Luo Bin's face was full of surprise.

He admitted that Mu Feng was stronger than him, but no matter how strong he was, he was only half a step away from Emperor Wu, and he should have a big gap with Luo Changtian, Qiu Wuji and Gongsun Sheng and others.

But unexpectedly, this son's achievements at the Holy Bell were no worse than Qiu Wuji.

"No! The conditions for ringing the holy bell have nothing to do with strength, mainly at the soul and soul level! This son's soul should be very powerful!"

Luo Bin murmured to himself.

At this moment, the fourth level of spiritual pressure swept over like a storm, and the rolling sound waves turned into terrifying shock waves, rumbling at an extremely fast speed, and it affected Mu Feng in the blink of an eye.

However, in front of the eighth level domain, the terrifying sound wave was instantly weakened most of it, and it fell on Mu Feng without much impact on his body.

At the same time, the spiritual pressure surged into the depths of his sea of ​​consciousness, turning into a spiritual storm that reached the sky and the earth, attacking the soul.

The child of the primordial spirit showed a solemn look, jumped up, folded his hands together, and slashed in the air. He saw a blazing and dazzling sword light appearing in the dark sky of the world of consciousness.

This sword light radiated across the sky, shining on the entire world of consciousness, and hitting the spiritual storm.

Just heard the rumbling sound, the mental storm stopped, and then collapsed, turning into countless small winds, gradually disappearing into the space of the sea of ​​consciousness.

"Look! He didn't retreat, but he didn't retreat. Can he continue?"

In the crowd, when they saw Mu Feng standing in front of the Holy Bell, they remained motionless, and everyone was moved.

Gongsun Sheng, the strongest just now, couldn't stand it and retreated when he hit the seventh stroke, but Mu Feng didn't move. Does this mean that the latter is even more powerful than Gongsun Sheng?

Luo Changtian, Qiu Wuji and Gongsun Sheng were completely uneasy. Mu Feng successfully surpassed Luo Changtian and tied Qiu Wuji, and it seemed that he still had enough energy.

Dongdongdongdongdong! When everyone was shocked by Mu Feng's wonderful performance, three consecutive bells rang.

The bells now have completely changed, becoming sharp, harsh and full of aggressiveness.

Many warriors have already left the open space, hang on the eaves in the distance, silently watching everything that happened in the open space.

The spiritual pressure in the open space was too terrifying. Although they hid in the corner, they were still a little difficult to withstand.

At this moment, Mu Feng stepped out his right foot and pointed his right finger against the surface of the holy bell. He faced the terrifying spiritual pressure and used the nine-level realm and knocked the holy bell three times in a row.

These three moves seemed to be stuck in his heart, making his heart beat very fast, and rumbling like a drum, making his heart very uncomfortable and dull.

In the depths of his sea of ​​consciousness, three spiritual storms appeared, each of which was much larger and more powerful than before. Moreover, the three spiritual storms formed a triangle, trapping Mu Feng's soul firmly in the center.

Mu Feng groaned, took three steps in a row, barely stopped, his eyes closed slightly, and began to concentrate on controlling his soul to resist the three spiritual storms in the sea of ​​consciousness.

"Ten hits! Oh my God, he hits ten hits, which has surpassed Gongsun Sheng's score! It's amazing!"

"Who is this boy?

He can actually hit ten times, not to mention his strength, his soul attainment alone is definitely above Gongsun Sheng and the others!"

"..." The crowd was infuriated, and they could naturally see that Mu Feng's aura was not strong, and he was probably only half a step away from the Martial Emperor.

But the Holy Bell test site is not absolute strength, but the test is the strength of the soul level. Although Mu Feng’s cultivation is not as good as Gongsun Sheng and others, the soul level is much stronger.

The strength of the soul also represents the size of the person's talent and potential, which is more valuable than the open cultivation and strength.

This is why the arrogant spiritual medicine masters of the Tiansha Spiritual Medicine Tower accept disciples according to the test standards of the holy bell. The more times the strikes, the greater the potential, the greater the probability that the spiritual medicine master is willing to accept disciples.

Moreover, ten strokes are still a threshold. If you reach ten strokes, you can still enjoy a 50% discount on purchases from Shengcaotang.

"Oh my God! Who is Lord Mu? He can actually hit ten times! It's incredible! Since His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's test, no one has hit more than ten times!"

The beautiful maid's eyes widened and her voice became sharper.

The servant in Qingyi was stunned and said blankly: "Actually, I don't know much about Lord Mu's origin. He is currently staying in Lord Luo Ran's private house, and I don't know the others!"

Although Leng Yunting and Gu Xiyu were shocked, they were not as exaggerated as the servant in green and the beautiful maid. After all, they knew very little about the holy bell, so they were not very clear about how much the meaning of hitting more than ten times was.
Chapter completed!