Chapter 1914 The legend of the King of Tibet

Ye Qingyun just seemed to have been possessed.

He remembered that after his hair had fallen off one by one, the holy power in his body had soared to a very high level.

"What is this?"

Looking at the sacred light bell, Ye Qingyun's eyes sparkled, and his face showed confusion.

After the bell had conveyed the rolling force to Ye Qingyun before, the light on the body was obviously dimmed a lot.

"Holy Light Bell." Next to him, Li Qingxin's eyes sparkled, and suddenly he thought of something. He murmured, "I heard that the Holy Light Bell is the King...