infinite danger

Chapter 80 The Soul Gathering Bell Forced to Open

Whether it will become a monster or a magical combination, no one can predict.

After all, this is the first time that there has been no one before or since the beginning of the world.

Feeling the biting coldness brought by the Soul Gathering Bell, Ji Siwei's sanity became extremely clear, and he looked at the eight-tailed cat with red eyes: "I need to seek the opinions of the sages."

If the sages agree, you can give it a try.

If they object, with the blessing of the eight-tailed cat and the puppet, Ji Siwei can still fight with all his strength.

Perhaps a third drawer will appear at some point.

Ji Siwei looked sideways at Mr. Beard: "Sir..."

"You don't need to say too much, I've heard it." Mr. Beard looked at Ji Siwei, his eyes were like two bottomless wells: "I think it's a good idea."

"Student, if you gather souls for us and endanger your life, we will never agree. Since the only way left is to combine, why not try it." Mr. Beard looked sideways at the other people around him, and said in a deep voice Asked: "What do you think?"

"I agree." An old man wearing glasses said with a smile, "I'm curious what will happen next."

The youngest man among the sages also laughed: "I didn't expect to encounter such interesting things after death. Of course I have to try."

A well-dressed man said: "To be honest, I have been curious about the thinking of you gentlemen for a long time, and I can't wait to get into your minds and see how those amazing research results are obtained. Yes. This opportunity could not have been wished for.”

Another person echoed: "If you don't gather souls, you will be wiped out sooner or later. I have no objection to this decision."

"agree……"

"Agree +1..."

"Agree +2..."

"Since everyone agrees, let's implement the decision." Mr. Beard made a final decision, and then greeted the youngest man: "Xiao Zhong, go and write the list to this student, lest he waste time looking for names everywhere."

"Okay." The young man agreed, let go of the hands that were holding the glass, and his soul floated in the direction of the blackboard. He picked up the chalk and wrote twelve names on the blackboard in one go.

"Nanqing, Xiao Xiao, hurry up and help repair the barrier!" Without the support of one person, the cracks on the glass window spread a lot, Mr. Beard frowned, and said loudly to Ji Siwei: "Student, please hurry up!" Let's get started, stay safe!"

The two sages whose souls and bodies had been reshaped immediately went to the window to help repair the barrier.

As for Ji Siwei, without Mr. Beard's instructions, he was already ready.

Wrapping the chain of the soul-gathering bell around his wrist, Ji Siwei raised his right hand and looked at the powerful names on the blackboard with deep eyes.

With the previous two experiences, Ji Siwei already knew how to protect himself. There was a red blood mist all over his body, and the cat face mask looked very strange in the blood mist, making him look like an extremely dangerous monster.

He held the soul-gathering bell tightly, and clearly called out the first name on the blackboard—"Li Bai" three times.

The well-dressed man replied, "I am next."

The soul-gathering bell wobbled uncomfortably in Ji Siwei's hands, and it made an earth-shattering sound. Endless black mist poured out of the shell, and the villain engraved on the bell opened its eyes again.

"Li Bai!"

Countless voices mixed together cried out and called this name, and the black mist condensed into a vortex in midair.

Li Bai's soul was sucked into the vortex.

Everything was proceeding in an orderly manner according to the steps of gathering souls.

Until Ji Siwei called out the second name.

"Sima Yi, Sima Yi, Sima Yi!!"

Ji Siwei's cry was not very loud, but his voice pierced through the wind and entered everyone's ears clearly.

The tall man in a white coat responded quickly: "I'm Sima Yi!"

The vortex in the air suddenly froze, and the Soul Gathering Bell, which had been shaking violently, stopped, and hundreds of different voices were still shouting "Li Bai", as if they didn't react for a while.

Li Bai, who was caught in the vortex, was suspended in the air, and a little bit of starlight joined the vortex at minus ten times the speed.

The cries of "Li Bai" gradually weakened, and the whole showroom fell into a strange silence because of the name "Sima Yi".

"Sima Yi?" A slightly puzzled voice sounded from the soul-gathering bell.

The boy in the white coat raised his hand and quickly replied, "I'm here, I'm Sima Yi."

Soul Gathering Bell fell into a strange silence again, and after a while, there was a burst of ups and downs shouting: "Sima Yi! Sima Yi!"

At the same time, Sima Yi's soul was sucked into the whirlpool by an invisible force.

Two calling sounds sounded from the soul-gathering bell at the same time:

"Sima Yi! Sima Yi!"

"Li Bo! Li Bo!"

Hearing this warm and crying voice, Sima Yi and Li Bai looked at each other in the whirlpool, and the atmosphere was a little delicate.

The vortex in midair was bigger than before, and countless lights emerged from the corners and merged into the vortex.

At this time, Ji Siwei called out the third name: "Shangguan Wan'er!"

After three beeps, a sage with a high ponytail replied: "I am Shangguan Wan'er!"

The soul-gathering bell, which was forced to open for business, suddenly shook violently: "????"

Why is it endless!

It's so hard! It's even harder!

A moment later, a desperate cry came from the soul-gathering bell: "Woooo... Shangguan Waner!"

The soul-gathering bell seemed to be unhappy. After Shangguan Wan'er responded, a strong wind rose from the ground and directly swept up Shangguan Wan'er's soul and dragged it into the vortex.

Ji Siwei stood in front of the blackboard, holding the soul-gathering bell tightly, and read out the names of the sages one by one. Every time he said three times, the souls of the sages whose names were called would be sucked into the whirlpool.

Suddenly, I felt the thrill of roll call in class.

As more and more people were dragged into the soul-gathering vortex by the soul-gathering bell, fewer and fewer people stood by the window to repair the barrier.

The little puppet and the puppet bear judged the situation and hurriedly joined in.

With the addition of the puppet, the enchantment, which was so fragile that it was about to collapse, was forced to open again.

"Huang Zhong!" Ji Siwei recalled the last name, and the youngest sage finally joined the whirlpool.

All the phosphorescence in the showroom was completely silent, only the enchantment charms on the verge of breaking by the window emitted a faint yellow light, and the vortex formed by the condensed black mist almost covered the sky above the entire room. clockwise rotation.

The voice in the soul-gathering bell kept calling the twelve names, and countless dots of light rose from all directions and merged into the black mist.

This scene resembled a turbulent storm, dense clouds covering the top, and stars flickering among the dark clouds.

The red blood mist was suppressed by the overly tyrannical Yin Qi, and a thick layer of frost formed on the hand holding the soul-gathering bell, and the knife-like frost climbed up Ji Siwei's shoulder along the back of his hand.

Ji Siwei endured the piercing pain without saying a word, and never let go of the hand holding the Soul Gathering Bell.

"Stupid human being, don't hold on! If your heart is frozen, you will die!" Seeing that the blood on Ji Siwei's face was getting less and less, the eight-tailed cat climbed onto Ji Siwei's shoulder, stepping on the frost that was climbing up.

"Don't worry." Ji Siwei tilted his head slightly, his eyes under the mask were bent: "Before the heart is frozen, the soul gathering will definitely be completed."

"Crack!"

The enchantment spell on the glass window suddenly dimmed, and the glass on the entire wall shattered suddenly, and the glass shards shot into the showroom like sharp knives.

"This guy has amplified his move, withdraw!" The little puppet quickly grabbed the puppet bear's ears and dodged to the side, while Nan Qing and Xiao Xiao got down on the ground.

The shards hit the glass display case with another high-pitched shattering sound.

All over the place.

The curtains shattered into pieces in the cold wind, the cold moonlight poured into the showroom, the smoker hung in the air, and the black gauze on the bamboo hat swayed in the wind.

Seeing the twelve souls trapped in the huge vortex hovering in the air, the smoker turned pale with fright, and spit out a cloud of bloodshot white smoke.

If the smoker is smart enough, when he notices any changes in the showroom, he will go back to the eighth floor and report to the people in the seminar.

It's a pity that the smoker is an extremely arrogant person. In his eyes, a newcomer and a dozen weak undead can't turn the sky upside down.

What's more, he was sure that the rookie didn't have the Soul Gathering Bell in his hands.

So he wants to destroy this ghost barrier with his own hands, and then see with his own eyes what tricks the newcomers play in it.

Then... the smoker saw the soul-gathering bell in Ji Siwei's hand that was roaring and calling for his name.

Seeing this situation, the smoker finally guessed a little bit of the ins and outs.

The smoker's heart seemed to be pierced by a sharp knife. He stretched out the bong in his hand and pointed at Ji Siwei, extremely angrily: "Newcomer, you really have a problem! Are you from Nether?"

Ji Siwei raised his eyes and said flatly, "No."

The veins in the hand holding the bong bulged, and he roared ferociously: "There is no point in denying it. You are doing something that is beneficial to Nether. This reason is enough for me to kill you."

The little puppet threw the puppet bear aside casually, and returned to Ji Siwei with a "swoosh", with his hands on his hips, the little puppet raised its head, and said in a deep voice, "Who do you want to kill?"

If you turn back to the eighth floor at this time, your ability will definitely be questioned. The smoker was so angry that he lowered his hand holding the pipe and said ruthlessly: "Kill this cripple with paralyzed legs! Kill you! Kill everyone here! "

Hearing the smoker's words, the little puppet pursed its lips and clasped its ten fingers. The bright red totem between its eyebrows lit up with a scorching fire, and blood mist rose from its feet. The little puppet sneered and threw a spherical blood mist: "I'm afraid you No such ability!"

"Don't think that you are powerful after killing clowns and gluttons. You will not end well if you underestimate the enemy. Just a small toy ball wants to kill me. This fire is not enough for me to light a cigarette..." The smoker didn't put the puppet in In his eyes, he was motionless in place, holding a bong in his hand and preparing to smash the small fireball.

When the small fireball shortened to one meter, the smoker laughed wildly and waved the pipe casually.

"Oh!"

The small fireball suddenly swelled to hundreds of times its original size, and a terrifying flame exploded. The tongue of flame rushed towards the smoker's body with a heat wave, and he only had time to shrink into a cloud of smoke before being completely surrounded by the flames.

The little puppet laughed softly: "Is this fire enough for you to light a cigarette?"