The white dragon was so good at all, smiling, floating high in the air, completely oblivious to the chaos below. He raised his foot lightly and took a step forward slowly, Han Yiming didn't know what he was going to do, and was in doubt, when there was a shout below. When I looked down, I saw that a piece of the ground below suddenly sank, and there were about a dozen people standing on the ground that had sunken down. I heard them shouting loudly, their bodies twisting wildly, their hands dancing, but their feet stood motionless on the ground, as if they were glued to the ground. The disciple who was still on the ground next to him had already jumped into the sky at a high speed, flying extremely fast, as if he was running away, and he collided head-on with someone, and he didn't care about it at all.

Han Yiming was stunned for a moment, and suddenly there was a flower in front of him, and someone rushed over. Han Yiming hurriedly put away his sword and almost collided with the man, but fortunately he withdrew his hand very quickly, so he didn't insert the long sword into the man's chest! Before he could speak, the man was already shouting with horror on his face: "The white dragon is going to kill someone!" Han Yiming was about to say to him: "Nonsense!" But he saw that the dozen or so people below had all fallen to the ground, and their mouths let out a miserable scream of "ah, ah", and their bodies twisted. Han Yiming was in a hurry and shouted down: "Come up!" In fact, he didn't know what was wrong with them, but because he was in the air, he was still fine, so he called them up.

The men turned a deaf ear to his cries and writhed on the ground. Originally, this place was full of all kinds of voices, some people shouted, some people shouted, some people scolded, and the fierce wind that pierced through and fro, which had already filled this place to the brim! Han Yiming raised his head, and his eyes were full of dazzling sword lights, piercing through the air, but they were all running towards one person, the white dragon.

The corner of the white dragon's mouth sneered, ignoring the sword light that was already flying vertically and horizontally, he wiped it casually, and wiped all the sword light that had been wiped in front of him without a trace, as if he was taking a leisurely stroll, and took another step. Although Han Yiming had already figured it out, the Mingyuan Sword in his hand was only lifted, and when he swung his sword to deal with the spirit worm, he did not hesitate, he used Qianjun to slash the Maha Puriya, and he did not hesitate for a moment, but in the face of the white dragon, waving the sword at each other, it was really difficult to make a move!

In this moment, the dozen or so people below were already shaking their hands and feet and twitching all over, their bodies were flattened, and blood was flowing from their mouths and noses. Suddenly, a flower in front of me, a little floral fragrance spread. Several petals passed in front of his eyes, and the stars were dark and light shades of purple that startled him. Han Yiming was stunned for a moment, his feet had been firmly supported by something, and when he looked down, a huge purple morning glory stretched up from below, supporting his feet, not only could he not go down, but he was also held higher!

Purple clothes! Han Yiming was stunned for a moment, looked around, and saw the purple figure from a distance! The tips of Zishang's right fingers flashed with a crystal luster, and she didn't know what it was, and they all came free and easy from her fingertips. In her left hand, however, there seemed to be an infinite number of petals, all of which were dreamlike shades of purple, floating everywhere. Han Yiming was stunned for a moment, only to hear someone above scolding: "Bailong, are you really going to kill us?"

The purple petals were sprinkled one after another, fluttering in the air for a moment, and then turning into huge morning glories. There were more and more morning glories, and for a moment, even the sky above the head was a boundless morning glory, like a big umbrella, covering everyone under the flowers. The people below changed their figures, some flew away, some flew in, and they all waited for the white dragon.

Suddenly, there was a soft sound of "pop", and the morning glory in the sky was gone, and the white dragon looked down and sneered: "The carving insect skills, are you also embarrassed?" I saw that his eyes were like lightning, and when he looked around, he smiled: "Didn't you come to kill me at the invitation of the green dragon? Didn't you come to be ruthless to me? You can all say the opposite, then don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless! Let's die together!" Han Yiming only felt a strong force coming from above, and when he looked up, there was nothing unusual in the chaos. But his body was heavy, and something seemed to suddenly weigh on his shoulders. After a while, even his chest became dull, and although he tried to go up, the whole person involuntarily fell down.

Looking left and right, several people around me were inexplicable. Han Yiming was about to urge the Ming Yuan Sword when suddenly there was a sound of "squeak, squeak" in his ears, which sounded very terrible. The voice came from below, and Han Yiming looked down to see that the bodies of more than a dozen people who were lying on the ground below were slowly flattening. Another "click" came into his ears, and Han Yiming immediately understood that these people had all been trampled flat by the white dragon and trampled to death! Although he was in the air, he trampled these people to pieces. Of course, they were already dead, but they were still trampled hard by him!

Suddenly, his body became heavier and heavier, looking left and right, the people around him also began to struggle, and suddenly understood that the second foot of the white dragon's air step was just above him! He wouldn't really want to step on himself! Han Yiming couldn't help but think, and tried hard to fly up, but he couldn't help himself, and gradually fell downward, being invisibly pressed down by the white dragon!

Suddenly, an extremely long and thick snake-like thing jumped up, and Han Yiming let out a cold sweat. He had seen spirit worms before, and this thing came extremely fast, and it was also crooked, somewhat similar to spirit worms, so startled that he almost exhaled. When I looked closely, there was something popping out everywhere, but it was not a spirit worm, but a thick and strong vine! The tip of the vine was growing sharp thorns and stretched upwards.

Indeed, vines grew upwards and upwards, and under the sharp thorns there were new green and purple sprouts and leaves! These vines grew very fast, and stretched upwards from his side, and in a moment they were full of thick branches. As soon as the branches touched the top of his head, his body was light. Purple Clothes! Han Yiming's body was relaxed, and he immediately turned his head to look at the direction he had seen before, and the figure of Zi Shang was long gone! All around him were green or purple hideous vines! Filled all the places he could see, even the disciples of other sects who were flying around him couldn't see it. Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he glimpsed her floating far away in a seemingly untouchable place, Huo Ran saw that the vine was growing upwards again, and in a blink of an eye, he had already submerged himself in the vine, and when he raised his head, he saw that the turbid sky above his head was completely invisible, and it was all covered by branches and leaves.

Suddenly, a person said angrily in his ear: "Hurry up, what are you in a daze, do you want to die here?" Han Yiming only felt that someone was pulling his arm hard, and he couldn't help but fly away with him-

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