Chapter 3593: Surrender
Wu Yun reacted suddenly.
Looking down, I saw the Divine Bell of Creation.
At some point, the body of the Divine Bell of Creation levitated out of his storage ring.
"Old bastard, it's really you! Have you recovered?"
Wu Yun was very excited. No wonder it was the sound of the bell that woke me up. It turned out to be the Divine Bell of Creation.
Wu Yun couldn't believe it.
But soon I felt extreme dizziness in my head.
This is a feeling of weakness.
That's right, in that moment, Wu Yun had already been devoured too much of his cultivation power.
But now, he is still trapped, and his cultivation is still being devoured.
"recover?"
The Divine Bell of Creation responded: "Do you think I have recovered?"
"Forehead!"
Wu Yun was stunned for a moment, and despite his dizziness, he took a closer look at the Divine Bell of Creation. Sure enough, it was still broken and had not recovered.
Just when he was about to ask more questions, the Divine Bell of Creation continued: "Okay, if you continue to ask questions like this, you may be close to death. If you have any questions, I will ask you later. I will help you first." Get out of trouble!"
"Old bastard, can you make a colorful magic flower live there?"
Wu Yun was slightly surprised.
"This thing contains extremely majestic power. It's useless to you, but it's very useful to me!"
The Divine Bell of Creation replied: "Wait a moment!"
Boom!
As soon as the words fell, a loud boom was heard, deafening and breathtaking.
This sound seemed to shake the entire space. Whether it was the surrounding air, the surrounding energy shield, or even the colorful energy spreading everywhere around it, it began to tremble slightly.
The next moment, an extremely violent sucking power emerged from the inside of the Divine Bell of Creation, unparalleled in its ferocity.
In just a short moment, those seven-colored energy disintegrated, and the energy shield on the periphery collapsed and disappeared. For a moment, all the sucking power surged towards the seven-colored magic flower.
In an instant, the body of the colorful magic flower was wrapped inside it.
It can be seen that the colorful magic flower must have sensed the danger and wanted to resist.
The majestic colorful energy within it surged out, tearing, colliding, or struggling, trying to break through the shroud of the sucking power of the Divine Bell of Creation.
But it is obvious that the power of the Divine Bell of Creation is stronger.
That force, like a tangible giant palm, tightly covers the colorful magic flowers. No matter how the power of the colorful magic flowers collides, it will not waver.
However, both sides should still be in the stage of mutual surrender at this moment.
Although the Divine Bell of Creation had the absolute upper hand, it only trapped the seven-colored magic flower, but was unable to penetrate it.
At this moment, Wu Yun had gotten rid of the shackles of the seven-color energy, and the devouring of his cultivation had also ended.
Although the body is empty and weak, it does not damage the fundamentals. After some recovery time, he can return to his peak.
Seeing the fight between the Divine Bell of Creation and the Colorful Magic Flower, Wu Yun was also entranced for a moment. He sat cross-legged and watched the battle between the two sides while recovering.
The two sides were in a stalemate for about half a quarter of an hour.
Suddenly, a buzzing sound was heard.
But this was no ordinary buzzing, it was a bit weird, it sounded like a wailing, screaming, painful sound.
The moment the voice fell, the colorful magic flower began to gradually wither.
The colorful energy that had been pouring out violently before was no longer so crazy.
It begins to languish, it fails.
If nothing else, the sound just now was the sound of the colorful magic flower after she failed and was injured.
In this battle, the Divine Bell of Creation achieved absolute victory.
His power gradually penetrated into the colorful magic flower.
The speed became faster and faster until it completely occupied the entire colorful magic flower.
Gradually, those seven-colored energy was sucked back along with the power released by the Divine Bell of Creation, and entered the body of the Divine Bell of Creation.
At this moment, these colorful energies have completely lost their violent nature, and are as well-behaved as tamed sheep, without any threat.
Take big mouthfuls, sucking in like crazy.
At first glance, the Divine Bell of Creation at this moment seems to be unbelievably powerful.
In a daze, Wu Yun seemed to see a monster coming to the world, greedily asking for everything.
Of course, this is just a subconscious illusion.
In fact, the Divine Bell of Creation is by no means a monster. It is a sacred object that coexists with heaven and earth in ancient times.
The whole process lasted for nearly half an hour.
Although the speed of devouring the Divine Bell of Creation gradually slows down as it reaches the back, one has to admit that the power inside the colorful magic flower is indeed sufficient and strong enough.
It can be seen with the naked eye that under the nourishment of the power of the colorful magic flowers, the broken corners of the Divine Bell of Creation have been repaired.
After waiting for a long time, he saw that the seven-colored magic flower had completely withered and lost its function, and the Divine Bell of Creation had lost all its light and returned to its original state. Wu Yun then stepped forward and asked.
"Old bastard, you absorbed the power of an entire colorful magic flower. Have you fully recovered?"
"Much better, but still not good enough!"
The Divine Bell of Creation answered.
The tone of his voice when he spoke was obviously much stronger than before, but it was still the original appearance of the Divine Bell of Creation and had not evolved into a human form.
"Is it still worse?"
Wu Yun frowned. Could it be that the Divine Bell of Creation has not been fully restored?
He raised his eyes and looked at the Divine Bell of Creation carefully again.
