Chapter 2778 I'm late, little bastard

In the center of the golden light, there is an extremely simple, yet extremely magnificent golden ancient bell, which slowly emerges.

It is an ancient bell that is bigger than a mountain.

The light is lingering, the rhyme of Tao is swirling, and it is extremely sacred, enough to make people admire and pay attention to it.

"Boom!"

Another sound.

This sound is more deafening and terrifying than the previous one.

The entire space seemed to have turned into a sea in an instant, a vast ocean with violent giant wolves rolling.

Those are pieces of space ripples.

There is no collapse, but it seems to be more terrifying than a direct collapse.

The ripples swept, like a huge wave, rolling towards the Mingyuan Sect.

"Run, run!"

A disciple of the Mingyuan Sect screamed wildly.

Like a terrible plague, tens of thousands of disciples of the Mingyuan Sect fled to the back.

Even those high-level members of the Mingyuan Sect did the same, quickly retreating to a distance, not daring to confront this attack.

Even the God of Hell had an ugly expression.

He also retreated a little.

It was obvious that he was also a little afraid of this attack.

However, perhaps because of his sect master's face, he did not retreat too far.

After retreating a distance, he stopped.

At the same time, a surge of divine power surged out of his body and quickly wrapped him up.

This was his body-protecting divine power.

The God of Hell was fully prepared, and he was really a little scared.

In fact, until this moment, regardless of whether those short-sighted disciples of the Mingyuan Sect below could recognize it.

But the God of Hell and his men could definitely recognize it.

It was just that they were extremely surprised and even a little unbelievable.

At this moment, the one who came to rescue Wu Yun was actually the legendary incarnation of the ancient holy object, the God of Creation Bell.

Buzz, buzz, buzz...

The power surged, and at this moment, the sky above the Mingyuan Sect was really like a rolling ocean.

The space ripples, boiling endlessly.

In the midst of these sweeping and rolling forces, humans were as small as duckweed in the sea.

Without exception, including the Hades.

They were all directly shaken away by this force.

It is enough to see that the strength of the Hades is probably far inferior.

And just like before, Wu Yun and Hei Pao were not hurt at all.

All the forces passed around them, as if they were guided, and cleverly avoided them.

And what is even more mysterious is.

This terrifying attack force was only raging in the sky above the Mingyuan Sect.

And it did not cause any damage to the buildings below the Mingyuan Sect.

This precise power control can be said to be the ultimate operation.

But this process did not last too long.

Soon, the shaking space gradually calmed down.

And all the people who were originally scattered over the Mingyuan Sect also retreated to a very far place.

In the entire Mingyuan Sect, only Wu Yun and Hei Pao were left.

The black robe had already reached Wu Yun's side, and helped Wu Yun back to the mid-air.

Dong!

In the distance, another bell rang.

But this time the bell rang much more gently.

Moreover, it was not aggressive.

After the bell rang, the ancient bell that was as huge as a mountain in the distant void gradually dissipated.

Of course, it did not disappear, but gradually a human figure emerged from it.

This person's appearance should be a little strange to the Mingyuan Sect, even including the black robe.

However, when Wu Yun saw this person, his whole body froze slightly.

Even though he had guessed that this was the person he thought.

But when he saw it with his own eyes, he still had an indescribable feeling.

Kindness, warmth, touching, all kinds of complex emotions quickly emerged in Wu Yun's mind.

Even for some reason, he felt a slight sourness in his nose.

If this person is not the God of Creation Bell, who else could it be?

It's been too long since I saw it.

It has been several years since we last met in the Immortal Realm.

Although they used to quarrel and argue with the God of Creation Bell in the past.

But the feelings between the two have long been inseparable in this state of getting along.

For Wu Yun, the God of Creation Bell is both a teacher and a friend. To a certain extent, the help given by the God of Creation Bell to Wu Yun is no less than that given to his master Wu Lingtian.

Or, in fact, the two of them just don't have the status of master and apprentice.

"Old bastard, I knew it was you!"

From a distance, Wu Yun called out jokingly, but with gratitude.

It's not disrespectful, but because he has long been accustomed to it.

And the God of Creation Bell doesn't care how Wu Yun calls him.

"Stinky boy, I haven't seen you for many years. How come you have only this little strength? After going to the ancient starry sky road, you were beaten up like this by these guys in the divine domain when you came back?"

The God of Creation Bell also spoke to Wu Yun in a joking but caring tone.

Of course, these words are more joking and teasing.

In fact, Wu Yun has been able to reach this point in just a few years, which can be regarded as an incredible speed of cultivation.

After all, he is not the God of Creation Bell, and he is not like Wu Lingtian, who fell from the peak of cultivation.

He is step by step, from

Of course, in terms of cultivation speed, it is impossible to compare with these two people.

But compared with other people who have cultivated normally, I dare to say that Wu Yun's cultivation speed is definitely unprecedented.

While speaking just now, the God of Creation Bell also used a teleportation speed, and in the blink of an eye, it had already arrived in front of Wu Yun.

"Hello, senior!"

On the side, the black robe bowed slightly.

Perhaps the black robe is not weak, and he has lived for a long time, at least tens of thousands of years ago.

However, compared with the incarnation of the holy object that existed in ancient times, the God of Creation Bell.

Not to mention his mere tens of thousands of years, even tens of thousands of years, hundreds of thousands of years, are far from enough.

"Yes!"

The God of Creation Bell nodded to the black robe.

Then he looked at Wu Yun again and said slowly: "Smelly boy, I'm sorry, I'm late!"

"Before, you told me to protect them, but after they ascended to the divine realm, I went to other places."

"This time, if it weren't for special reasons, I happened to hear the news about this matter and hurried here, I'm afraid the consequences would be unimaginable!"

"Old bastard, let's not talk about these words, you can't always guard them."

Wu Yun nodded and thanked: "I am very satisfied and grateful that you can come."

"Now, what we should do is to let the Hades hand over the people, and don't mention the rest!"

"Haha, good!"

The God of Creation nodded and smiled.

After all, it was a close call, and some words are useless to say more.

He then looked up, and his eyes, at this moment, instantly became firm and indifferent.

At this moment, where he was looking was where the Hades had stayed before.