Leaving Xiao Lei Tian, Ye Bai went straight to the southeast, his appearance had quietly changed unconsciously, and he had become a short and sturdy middle-aged man.

There is no difference between the Burial God Sea and a few decades ago, there is killing everywhere, but fortunately, most of them are monks in the Jindan Foundation Realm, and with Ye Bai's current means, it is more than enough to deal with it.

In addition to the non-stop rush of the starry night, he did not participate in any disputes, and when he encountered a strong enemy, he avoided it from afar, because the matter about Liu Yuan Shouyuan still gave him a little headache.

The sea dragon grass planted in the small shijie ring did not have any discomfort, and after sixty or seventy years, it had matured once, and Ye Bai originally wanted to send a little to Dai Xianfeng to express his heart.

Unexpectedly, this old man is hahadaxiao, it turns out that this kind of innate longevity-prolonging spiritual root is only effective when taking the first three plants, and it will not have any effect in the future.

But this does not mean that the sea dragon grass in Ye Bai's hand is useless. The excess sea dragon grass can still be refined into a longevity-prolonging pill by entering the furnace together with other spiritual roots, but the pill recipe for this pill is very small, and the materials required are extremely complex, and the probability of refining success is even lower.

So Zuihou, Ye Bai not only didn't give the gift, but was also laughed at by Dai Xianfeng, but fortunately, the old man still had a little high-quality goods at hand, and gave Ye Bai a Zhu Guo that could prolong the longevity of Jiazi, which slightly relieved his urgent need.

Now, in addition to looking for some other spiritual roots, he could only hope that Mo Er and Liu Yan could come up with some way on their own.

After flying for more than a month, Ye Bai came to the Blue Sea Demon Tower again.

The black giant tower of Tongtian, straight into the sky, every time you see it, it brings people a hideous and terrifying eerie feeling, but this is the feeling. It is most attractive to those lawless and psychologically dark monks, and it is also the largest market on the Sea of Burial Gods.

Ye Bai landed on the grass in front of the main gate, sighing slightly in his heart, the last time he came, he was with Lang Feizhou. Brought Su Liuli back to Fanghua Island, but today he came alone, and I don't know if Su Liuli slipped out again to do business in the demon building.

Thinking of this, Ye Bai's pace unconsciously sped up a little.

Bang!

As soon as he entered, a figure fell rapidly from the sky and smashed to the ground, only five or six zhang away from Ye Bai.

Ye Bai looked at it, this person was a man in his forties and fifties. Dressed in gray coarse cloth, he has a thin face and a fist-sized cyan mark on his face. The body that fell to the ground curled up like a lobster, the corners of his mouth were bloody, his face was pale, and he snorted miserably, looking extremely painful.

"Jackal, something that our Heavenly Evil Sect has a crush on. How dare you reach out?"

An arrogant and violent man's voice came from overhead, and Ye Bai looked up. I saw six figures, standing on the upper floor of more than 30 floors, looking coldly at the man on the ground.

At the head was a young man in his twenties, of medium height, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, but his lips were slightly thin. has a weak and unrighteous appearance, and there is still a rebellious and fierce aura on his face that cannot be concealed.

The five people standing behind him also looked unkind, sneering again and again.

The young man's cultivation was only in the early stage of Jindan, and the monks behind him were only in the foundation building realm. It's only the middle and lower class here, but the look is extremely arrogant.

Worship a big faction, just take advantage.

Ye Bai smiled at the corner of his mouth, and sighed secretly in his heart.

Suddenly remembered an interesting thing that Lang Feizhou once told him, his teacher Feiyu real person Song Qianqiu, the reason why he was crazy about accepting disciples, was because when he was alone in his cultivation, and when his cultivation was low, he was beaten and bullied by the big factions.

"Wu Fei, don't deceive people too much, this Liangzi, our Yuanlong Dao Sect will definitely get it back. ”

After the man in gray coughed violently a few times, he clutched his chest and shouted and scolded, his eyes full of unwillingness.

This person turned out to be a disciple of the Yuanlong Dao Sect, and Ye Bai originally thought that he was just a casual cultivator.

The young man at the head of the Heavenly Evil Sect smiled gloomily: "Ji Cang can't come out of retreat, do you still have a young monk in the Yuanlong Dao Sect who can take a shot? Just with Li Chengfeng's arrogant maniac, I'm afraid it is not enough to qualify, be careful to slaughter our senior brother Gu Xueji." ”

Ye Bai was stunned again, this was the first time he had heard the news of Ji Cangmang and Li Chengfeng in dozens of years.

The jackal was angry, but he was powerless to refute it.

Since the news of Senior Brother Ji Cangmang's retreat came out, the disciples of the Heavenly Evil Sect, who had always been at odds with the Yuanlong Dao Sect, began to frantically suppress the disciples of the Yuanlong Dao Sect, and even the famous Li Chengfeng was defeated by Gu Xuejian a few years ago and suffered a lot of injuries.

"Yuanlong Dao Sect, there is not only Ji Cangmang who is a genius!"

Suddenly, a loud, loud and fluttering voice came from outside the door.

Ye Bai immediately felt a domineering aura, like a mountain and a sea, surging, accompanied by a firm and powerful footnote, a tall and majestic figure walked into the middle of the hall of the Blue Sea Demon Tower.

This man was thirty-five or sixteen years old, wearing a black tight-fitting robe, which set off a very strong body, with a square and majestic face, a high nose, extremely deep eye sockets, a deep and indifferent gaze, and two whiskers on his lips, thick and thick, like a sword and a halberd.

The long black hair, messily draped behind the shoulders, looks a little unkempt, and has a weathered face. The breath is deep and long, with the realm of the middle stage of Jindan.

"Senior brother?"

When the jackal saw this person, his face was surprised and delighted.

However, Wu Fei's group of people changed their faces, and their expressions immediately became nervous.

The monks who were watching also showed strange expressions when they saw this person, and they all whispered one after another.

"Is this guy 'Haiba' Nangong He finally back?"

"More than a hundred years ago, he was defeated by Ji Cangmang, lost his position as the leading senior brother, and in a fit of anger, left the Yuanlong Dao Sect and went to the mainland, and now he suddenly came back, he should have made great progress, and he wanted to go back to challenge Ji Cangmang. ”

......

Nangong He swept around coldly, and his figure suddenly flashed up, as fast as lightning, and with a bang, it landed on the corridor where Wu Fei and the others were.

Wu Fei and the others retreated in shock, and said in a trembling voice: "Brother Nangong, since you have already left the Yuanlong Dao Sect, it is better to worship our Heavenly Evil Sect, with your qualifications, in our Heavenly Evil Sect, you must be a key person to cultivate." ”

Nangong He sneered: "I did leave the Yuanlong Dao Sect, but I am still a disciple of the Yuanlong Dao Sect, I can't control the matter of you insulting Ji Cangmang and Li Chengfeng, but if you insult the Yuanlong Dao Sect, you are killing yourself." ”

As soon as the words fell, Nangong He raised his stout right arm violently, and slashed out a snow-bright sword five or six zhang high, slashing towards the monks of the Heavenly Evil Sect.

This person is not simple!

As soon as Nangong He made a move, Ye Bai's eyes narrowed, although it was just a simple move, Ye Bai read the taste of the breath of space.

Sure enough, Wu Fei and the others knew that they were not Nangong He's opponents, so they ran away, and several people swept towards the bottom of the demon tower. But the speed was strangely slow, as if indulging in some invisible swamp, the journey was difficult, and the look of horror suddenly appeared on everyone's face.

The sound of fluffy puffy rang out continuously!

Before they could open the talisman hood, Nangong He, who had a gloomy face, had already flickered, swept behind everyone, waved his arms and slashed again, and the knife rose and fell.

In a few breaths, six people were killed.

The crisp and neat means of killing made all the monks who watched it feel a pang in their hearts.

Between the disciples of the Yuanlong Dao Sect and the Heavenly Evil Sect, although there are constant disputes, but because of the suppression of the elders above, there has not been a large number of casualties.

Nangong Crane clasped his hands, standing proudly on the corridor, a pair of tiger eyes shot at the same time, looked at the jackal coldly and said: "Go back and tell Ji Cangmang, my Nangong Crane is back, what I lost, I will definitely take it back with my own hands!" (to be continued......)