At the same time, in the headquarters of the White League of the Demon City, hundreds of miles away, a figure rose into the sky, and was about to shoot away into the distance!

The speed of this figure was extremely fast, and looking at the direction she wanted to go, it seemed to be the location of the battlefield hundreds of miles away!

It's just that at the moment when this slender figure rushed into the sky, another figure appeared directly in front of her.

Bai Yewei frowned slightly, and glanced deeply at the person opposite, with a slight change in her eyes.

The person in front of him is the head of the Song family, Song Zifeng!

In the old mansion of the Bai family below, an indifferent voice came out: "Song Zifeng, you dare to break the contract?"

Song Zifeng smiled, and then said casually: "Do you really think that our Song family has made an appointment with you?" Bai Zhanyuan, although your strength is strong, can you guess if you can cross me?"

In the old mansion of the Bai family below, Bai Zhanyuan's figure slowly walked out of the main entrance, and after looking up at Song Zifeng above the sky, he said coldly: "Weiwei, you go first, I'll deal with this old guy!"

At this moment, Bai Zhanyuan was already the number one master in the entire ancient martial arts cultivation world, and no one could deal with it!

Even if it is Song Zifeng, I am afraid it may not be Bai Zhanyuan's opponent.

However, Song Zifeng's face did not show any fear at all, and he just chuckled: "Bai Zhanyuan, you better look around!"

Bai Zhanyuan raised his eyebrows slightly, and then his figure slowly rose into the air, and when he looked around below, his eyes instantly became extremely gloomy!

Because at this moment, near the Bai family, there are already hundreds of people surrounding the entire Bai family, and by everyone's side, there is a chariot that is more than one person tall and comparable to the size of a car!

Bai Zhanyuan's voice was extremely indifferent: "Song family's soul chasing car? Song Zifeng, you are so generous!"

Song Zifeng, who was high in the sky, laughed loudly: "How about Bai Zhanyuan, even if you can kill me, what? My Song family has hundreds of soul-chasing cars, this is all the accumulation of a hundred years! Under the same outbreak, I am afraid that you, the headquarters of the entire White League, will be left with no bones! Except for you and Bai Yewei, who can escape the slaughter of my Song family?"

Bai Zhanyuan slowly raised his head and looked coldly at Song Zifeng above: "What do you want?"

Song Zifeng smiled: "I don't want to do anything, I just want you not to move, the number of people sent out by the White Alliance is enough, there is no need to meddle in this battle!"

Bai Zhanyuan shook his head: "I don't believe it, for the sake of a martial alliance, your Song family is willing to bury all the century-old heritage!"

Song Zifeng shrugged his shoulders slightly, and then said with a smile: "Believe it or not! Your Bai League is so domineering, you really let you destroy the Wu League, then the next one to be destroyed is not my Song family? Since the Song family has made a move, there is absolutely no way out!"

Bai Zhanyuan suddenly snorted coldly: "There are only 100 soul-chasing cars, don't you really think that my Bai Meng is a vegetarian?"

"If the Song family is not enough, then how about adding my Ling family?"

As soon as a voice fell, another figure had already appeared by Song Zifeng's side like lightning!

Then, dozens of skyrocketing breaths erupted wildly within a radius of the surrounding kilometers!

After feeling these breaths, Bai Zhanyuan's face changed again and again!

These people are all innate masters among dozens of large and small ancient martial arts families in the entire ancient martial arts cultivation world, and there are nearly thirty of them!

The White League has gathered more than a dozen ancient martial arts families, and naturally it is not without any background, as Bai Zhanyuan said, the power of the Song family, even if it is poured out, may not be able to cause too much damage to the White League!

However, these more than 20 innate masters have made a move, and now many of the innate masters within the White League have left, in this case, Bai Zhanyuan has no certainty of victory!

But then, Bai Zhanyuan suddenly laughed: "It seems that the innate masters in the entire ancient martial arts cultivation world have all appeared today......! Here, there should have been more than ninety percent of the innate masters! That is to say, except for two or three kittens, no one else will participate in that battle! In this case, how about we watch the show?"

High in the sky, Song Zifeng and Ling Xiao, the head of the Ling family, glanced at each other, and then they both nodded slightly, and no one spoke, as if they acquiesced to Bai Zhanyuan's words.

After a while, Bai Yewei returned to Bai Zhanyuan's side and asked in a deep voice, "Why don't you fight?" These people are blocking us here, if there is an accident over there, I'm afraid it will ......."

Bai Zhanyuan waved his hand lightly, and then said with a smile: "These guys don't necessarily want to fight to the death with our Bai League! But they just want to see if the strength of the Wu League can cause damage to our Bai League! After all, these guys are all sweeping the snow in front of their own doors, so who cares about the frost on others?"

Bai Yewei still frowned: "But ...... over there"

Bai Zhanyuan said with a smile: "It's okay, don't worry, the vast majority of innate masters have gathered here, so there must be no surprises over there, at most, the two congenital shots of the Song family, plus the old ghost of the Li family and Chen Ping of the Wu League, there are only four congenitals, one of them is only the peak of the innate second layer, and the other three are only the first level of the congenital, so there is no need to worry! Great elders, they are enough to deal with!"

Bai Yewei nodded lightly and didn't say anything more.

Indeed, as Bai Zhanyuan said, although dozens of innate masters have gathered here, as long as Bai Zhanyuan doesn't make a move, these people will never make a move easily!

After all, Bai Zhanyuan and Bai Yewei's strength is too strong, no one is invincible, plus a Haijing country, even if these people are numerous, if they want to deal with the current Bai League, they will definitely suffer heavy casualties!

Each of them comes from different families, so naturally they will not sacrifice their lives to fight with the White League, at most they will contain each other.

In that case, let's take a look at this scene, and the final result will be good!

As long as on the other side, the two great innate members of the Wu League are destroyed, and the vitality of the Song family is greatly damaged, and at that time, the return of the several congenital beings of the White League will naturally make these families retreat!

In this way, it can speed up the pace of the reunification of the White League!

Thinking of this, Bai Zhanyuan also returned directly to his study, with a faint smile on his face.

However, the hundreds of Song family disciples around the headquarters of the White League, as well as Ling Xiao and Song Zifeng above the sky, did not leave.

Ling Xiao saw that Bai Zhanyuan no longer moved, and he also took a deep breath, and turned his head to look at Song Zifeng: "Old Song, are you sure about this battle, no problem?"

Song Zifeng smiled faintly: "Regardless of whether there is a problem, this is already the last hope, isn't it?"

Ling Xiao was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly, and could only nod slightly.

Yes, if the Wu Alliance is defeated, with these Gu Wu clans that are now scattered, there will be no way to deal with the Bai Alliance at all, and they can only be broken by each one!

Therefore, if the Wumeng wins this battle, they can continue to maneuver, if the Wumeng is defeated, their families, I am afraid that there will be no good fruits to eat!

So the key to everything is the battle hundreds of miles away!

It's just that that there has been completely blocked by the Wumeng, and no news can come out, so if you want to know the result, you can only wait.

As for the battlefield at this moment, the four great innate beings of the White Alliance have come directly to the top of the battlefield and surrounded the entire battlefield!

In the center of the battlefield, Hu Bailong and Old Man Li, who were still fighting, also retreated a little, Hu Bailong quickly came directly to the side of the Great Elder of the White League, and after a moment of violent breathing, a little relief also appeared in his eyes.

In this way, Old Man Li and the Song family congenital, that is, the innate second-layer peak master Song Zihao in the Song family, were directly surrounded by the entire five innate masters in the center!

However, on the periphery of the encirclement, another aura of an innate master emerged, it was the last innate of the Song family, Song Ziwen!

The three major congenitals of the Song family, two of them came!

It's just a pity that even if you add Old Man Li, it's just one congenital second-layer and two congenital first-layer.

But the other party has a full five people!

Among them, the Second Elder and the Third Elder White Dragon are both the pinnacle of the innate second layer!

The Fifth Elder and the Seventh Elder are all innate first-layer, and as for the Great Elder, they are even the pinnacle of the innate third-layer!

There is a big gap in the strength of the two sides, and it can even be said that it is completely crushed!

After Song Ziwen broke into the encirclement, several members of the Bai League did not stop him, and when Song Ziwen came to Old Man Li, he asked bluntly: "Didn't you say that Chen Ping from your Martial Alliance would come?"

Old Man Li smiled faintly: "Of course he will appear at a critical moment, but now, don't count on him! Let's think about it first, how to deal with these guys!"

Song Ziwen and Song Zihao glanced at each other helplessly, and then Song Ziwen said in a deep voice: "How to deal with this?

Old Man Li shook his head: "It's not five to three! It's seven to three!"

Song Ziwen and Song Zihao were stunned for a moment!

Then I saw that there were two people in the distance, and they didn't approach here, they just hugged their shoulders and looked at this side coldly on the periphery, although there was a distance of hundreds of meters, they could still feel the innate breath of these two people!

These two, although they are only the pinnacle of the congenital layer, their strength is not weak, and the identities of the two of them were also recognized by Song Ziwen and the two of them at the first time!

These are clearly the two innate masters in the White League!

However, these two people did not become one of the elders of the White League, and within the White League, they were called Keqing.

There are as many as five people like this, and Xia Mingyu, who was in charge of the peak training camp at the beginning, is one of them!

The strength of the two people who came here today is comparable to Xia Mingyu.

Although these two guest ministers have no intention of making a move, once the situation is unstable, these two people may join the battle at any time!

As a result, Song Ziwen and Song Zihao's faces became more and more ugly.

Old Man Li didn't look nervous at all, and smiled casually: "Two of you, don't be so nervous! You have both lived for such a long time, what else can't you see? It's just a big battle, what big deal can it be?"

Song Ziwen turned his head and glared at Old Man Li: "You old ghost, you have lived for almost eighty years, you are happy enough, of course you are not afraid, Lao Tzu has not lived enough!"

Old Man Li suddenly rolled his eyes: "Your eldest brother Song Zifeng is not as old as me, you call yourself Lao Tzu to me?"

Song Zihao pouted: "Being old is a fart! At such an old age, it is still a congenital layer, not ashamed?"

Old Man Li's face turned red into the color of pork liver, and he snorted coldly, and didn't say much, just pointed to the three long white dragons opposite: "This guy is handed over to me!"