Ye Feng could hear clearly what Yue Zhuoqun and the others were talking about.
Hearing that the Soul-Breaking Bell could restrain the Soul-Controlling Flute, Ye Feng smiled bitterly in his heart. Where could he find this Soul-Breaking Bell? If he had it, he would be able to break Elder Wei's Soul-Controlling Flute.
I've been playing the flute all night and my head is so big. It would be great if I had a soul-breaking bell. I wouldn't have to deal with these bronze warriors anymore.
Suddenly, Ye Feng's heart moved, and an idea flashed through his mind. In the cellar at the head of Yu Shui Bridge in Jiangnan, a bronze bell fell out of the bronze coffin, with a skull carved on each of its three sides.
At that time, I thought it was an evil thing and stuffed it into the Medicine King Ring without paying much attention to it. Could it be the Soul-Breaking Bell
Ye Feng took the small copper bell from the Medicine King Ring and looked at it carefully in the moonlight.
He was surprised to find that on the tongue of the small copper bell, there were two tiny words engraved: "Broken Soul".
If you don't look carefully, you might think it's a pattern.
Is this the Soul-Breaking Bell
The sound of the flute started again, and Elder Wei used it to urge the bronze warriors and zombies to launch a new round of attacks.
Bronze warriors holding bronze heavy swords, lined up in a row, and gradually approached. Their hollow eye sockets revealed fierce murderous intent, and the bronze heavy swords emitted a cold and eerie light under the moonlight.
The ferocious beasts also got into fighting posture. Xiaobai was panting violently and barking at the approaching bronze warrior. The wound on its back was still oozing blood.
The bright red blood stood out against its snow-white fur.
A large piece of Li Yanhu's bright red hair had fallen off, revealing his golden belly. That was the mark of being cut by a heavy sword. Fortunately, there was a defense layer formed by demon energy outside his skin, and only a clump of tiger hair was cut off, otherwise his intestines would have been pierced and his stomach would have ruptured.
The sharp sound of the flute was like the roar of thousands of troops, rushing straight into the sky. The bronze warriors' armor made a clanging sound as they ran, which sounded particularly harsh.
Ding ding ding, a soft bell sound is like the afternoon sunshine shining through layers of storms, suddenly bringing a sense of warmth to the depressed heart.
The mountain wind was howling, and the bronze warriors who were almost rushing in front of Ye Feng suddenly stopped, as if time had suddenly frozen, and they still maintained their running posture.
Elder Wei heard the slight ringtone, not loud, just like the ringtone of a cell phone at a concert, like an unintentional mistake, and could not overwhelm the magnificent symphony at the concert.
But when it reaches people's ears, it sounds extremely uncomfortable, as if a needle is piercing the heart. The effect is particularly bad.
Elder Wei was very angry. How could it be possible that the sound of the bell could interrupt the soul-stirring sound of the Soul-Controlling Flute? This was a blasphemy and an injury.
Yue Zhuoqun and the others were stunned. They saw that the bronze warriors were about to rush to Ye Feng. This time they should be able to defeat Ye Feng and these ferocious beasts.
The bronze warriors and zombies all stopped, as if they had no life and no spirit. Suddenly, their souls disappeared, leaving only empty shells.
Yue Zhuoqun asked Elder Wei in confusion: "What's going on? Why did they all stop?"
The white-bearded elder shouted, "Elder Wei, hurry up and play the flute."
Elder Wei was blowing the Soul Control Flute desperately. The sharp sound of the flute was trying to urge those ghosts to attack. It could not be stopped. However, another ding-ling, ding-ling sound came and interrupted the sound of his Soul Control Flute.
"How is it possible? How could that sound disturb us?"
A look of horror appeared in Elder Wei's eyes. In the moonlight, he saw Ye Feng sneering and shaking a small bell gently.
The sound of the bell seemed to come from the sky, light and ethereal, not enough to cover the powerful sound of his flute, but it seemed to be born specifically to destroy the sound of the flute.
Everything in the world has its restraints, and this bell sound is like the nemesis of the flute sound.
There is only one kind of bell sound that can make the ghost driven by the Soul-Controlling Flute still and free itself from being driven, and that is the Soul-Severing Bell.
Elder Wei let out a roar from his throat: "Soul-breaking Bell, he is holding the Soul-breaking Bell."
Yue Zhuoqun and the two white-bearded elders were all startled, and Yue Zhuoqun almost dropped the sword in his hand.
"How is it possible? Didn't you say that the Soul-Severing Bell disappeared long before the Nine Yin Society was destroyed? How could it appear in Ye Feng's hands? It's been more than a hundred years. How could Ye Feng get something that's been more than a hundred years old?"
Ye Feng finally breathed a sigh of relief. The strong and ferocious bronze warrior stood in front of him like a sculpture.
No need to get entangled with them.
That night, Ye Feng felt like he was dying of exhaustion.
The ferocious beast was also too tired to do anything.
Ye Feng originally planned to release the Lovebirds when the Five Evil Beasts could no longer hold on, capture the Five Evil Beasts, and then ride on the Lovebirds to escape from Shenlong Peak.
But with the Soul-Breaking Bell, the summoning spell of the Soul-Controlling Flute can be broken, and Elder Wei will not be able to summon undead creatures or those bronze warriors.
Ye Feng was confident that he could take the heads of Yue Zhuoqun and the three elders with his flying sword.
Xiaobai rushed to a bronze warrior. Although he felt that the other party was still as evil as before, he no longer sensed its murderous intent. Xiaobai raised his foot and urinated on the bronze warrior captain. Then he raised his head and shouted a few times, announcing that this would be his territory from now on.
The wound on its back was caused by the bronze warrior captain, and this dog urine was its revenge.
As Ye Feng shook the Soul-Breaking Bell, a ball of blazing flame rose in his hand. That was the flame of the Earth Fire Spirit Stone.
Fire snakes were like lightning, cutting through the night sky, drilling into the empty eye sockets of the bronze warriors, and burning fiercely in their bronze armor.
A slight burnt smell spread across Shenlong Peak. The bronze armor was burned to pieces and fell apart under the burning of thousands of degrees of underground fire, turning into pieces that scattered on the ground.
The zombies turned into balls of fire and quickly burned to ashes in the cold wind.
Although these evil creatures are affected by the Soul-Breaking Bell and cannot be summoned or moved temporarily, they are still a great threat.
It is better to burn them to ashes when they are still, so that they will not be summoned by Elder Wei and his ilk in the future, which would threaten other people's lives.
Ye Feng blew a whistle, and Li Yanhu let out a deafening roar and suddenly pounced towards Yue Zhuoqun and the others who were not far away.
Under the moonlight, in the darkness, it was like a fireball, rushing in front of Yue Zhuoqun and the three elders in the blink of an eye.
One of the white-bearded elders sneered and raised the sword in his hand. The sword body burst into dazzling light and stabbed at Li Yanhu.
"How dare a ferocious beast be so rampant? If I don't teach you a lesson, you will know how powerful ancient martial arts are."