When passing by Han Yang, Han Yang could still clearly hear the little girl muttering: Nangong Lin, Nangong Lin, Nangong Lin...

Ha ha!

He almost couldn't hold back his laughter.

This little girl is just as interesting and innocent as Xiao Jiuer.

Walking to the clock of all things, Lian Yao suddenly gritted his teeth, spit out a mouthful of blood essence, and once again inspired the second-level spirit body, and then...

puff.

It's like there's a leak.

Although she rang it, the bell did not ring.

It's not a folktale after all.

If one can ring the bell of all things with a single heart, then many of the ninety-eight people eliminated will definitely have stronger aspirations than Lian Yao's.

Lian Yao opened her mouth in astonishment and stared blankly at the giant clock in front of her.

Why doesn't it ring?

You do.

Could it be that the knocking posture is wrong?

She still wanted to muster up her energy to give it a try, but Sneer Ran on the side had already made up her mind with a smile: "If it can ring, it can ring no matter how hard you knock. If it can't ring, it can't ring no matter how you knock."

ring."

"This is... limited by your talent, you can't force it."

Hearing this, Lian Yao felt as if he had suffered a violent blow, and his tears fell instantly.

Some people couldn't help but look at Nangong Lin.

If Nangong Lin could stand up at this time, say a few words about his appreciation for Lian Yao, and be willing to accept her as his disciple, that would be perfect.

pity.

The beautiful Ancestor Nangong was still sitting on the high platform, motionless, not even the slightest change in his expression.

Everyone sighed for a while.

Lian Yao didn't stop crying for long. She walked quickly to Han Yang, waved her little fist and shouted: "Knock it, you must knock it!"

This is... pinning all hopes on Han Yang.

Han Yang smiled.

I couldn't help but reach out and rub Lian Yao's little head.

stop.

Countless Xingxiu Mountain disciples were so excited that they almost shouted.

That is the second-level spirit body, the head of the number one genius under Nangong Lin. Is it something you, a barbarian from the lower world, can touch whenever you want?

Lian Yao also didn't expect that Han Yang would touch his head like a child, and stayed there stupidly.

By the time she came to her senses, Han Yang had already stepped forward and stood a few steps away from the All Things Clock.

This scene made Lian Yao subconsciously hold her breath.

Countless Xingxiu Mountain disciples around him, as well as powerful martial masters on the viewing platform, all held their breath and concentrated.

If...it could really ring a bell.

That would definitely be... earth-shattering.

Now there are rumors in Manzhou that once Nangong Lin becomes the Martial Ancestor and is invincible to the saints, Xingxiu Mountain will definitely be able to unify Manzhou.

If there is another person who can ring the bell of all things in the second level of the Martial Emperor, then Xingxiu Mountain may be able to move out of the Barbarian Continent and move towards the top continent.

Even those who originally looked down on Han Yang had some expectations.

Under the blazing gazes of everyone, Han Yang raised the corners of his mouth slightly, gently raised his hand, and flicked his fingers.

It's like hitting a disobedient child.

Clang.

The clock of all things is ringing.
Chapter completed!