"Chapter One Hundred and Thirty-Five, Damage"

Hundred miles of silence.

"Loose cultivation, good casual cultivation. A cold glint flashed in Xu Zhenjun's eyes, "If you hadn't said it in advance, the old man would have taken you down now." "He didn't believe that Baili Lin was a loose cultivation at all.

Everyone present didn't believe it, except for Pei Pu, he wanted to heat the ants on the pot now, walking back and forth, but found that he couldn't get out of the radius, and then he understood what Baili Lonely was doing, for fear that exposing himself too early would cause unnecessary trouble, and thinking that on the day the small world opened, this formation would also dissipate.

"Believe it or not. After saying that, Baili Lonely drove back to the original mound.

Xu Zhenjun stared at Baili Lone's figure for a while and didn't move, being able to teach a sect like Bai Lilone is not something that he can compete with by waiting for the Xuanmen, weighing the pros and cons and finally shaking his head, when nothing happened.

In fact, both the Xuanmen and the evil cultivators had the same views as Xu Zhenjun, and the result was unexpected by everyone.

Baili Lin went to the mound and thought about it, and understood the truth, he just smiled, he thought he was a smart person, and he was all over the world.

Settle into practice, regulate qi, and travel in the sea of books, just waiting for the time to go to the small world.

At the beginning of the next day, the gate of heaven is not opened, the morning sun is warm, the morning frost is waiting for the sun, the golden light shines on the river, under the blue sky, there are occasional egrets flying by, the mountains on both sides of the bank lie quietly, the breeze passes through, and the bright glow has been leaping across the hundred rivers and thousands of peaks.

The monks of both good and evil factions are holding their breath and concentrating, paying attention to the movement outside the sky, and there is no sound of people in the gorge for a while, but they hear the noise of the river, rushing eastward, and the sound of eternal change.

At the end of the hour, Xu Zhenjun walked on the altar and threw a ball of chaotic light in his hand upward, this thing was thundering in the middle of the sky, shaking the four fields, a louder than a sound, above the zenith, the clouds swirled sharply, showing a large whirlpool, gradually like the umbilicus sinking, as if someone outside the sky grabbed a handful and pulled it upward.

Soon after, suddenly the cloud surface was divided, and the vortex opened, as if it was a big hole in the sky, and through that eye of the heavenly hole, it seemed that you could vaguely see that there was an indescribable behemoth hanging above the nine heavens in the far reaches of the deep space.

But just for a short moment, the thing was covered by the light, and a cloud of curled clouds appeared, but after a few breaths, I heard a cracking sound, like a broken egg cocoon, exploded outward, the sky was full of light, Venus and silver flowers, stretched on all sides, and when they went to the extreme, they all preached and vented, thousands of rainbows, falling down, booming, and there was a sound on the ground.

Until one hour the clouds opened, and the forbidden door was opened.

At this moment, an evil Dao real person appeared above the zenith, only to see the magic trick moved, muffled, and a cloud on the top actually dispersed, although his face was slightly pale, he looked very injured. But the action was not slow, and he took out a pot very neatly, pulled out the lid plug, and poured it down.

Suddenly, countless black smoke came out from the mouth of the pot, and without spinning, the rolling magic clouds spread out for hundreds of miles, blocking the road. This cloud cannot hurt people, nor can it be used to confuse the gods, but it can hide its tracks, confuse the ears and eyes, and it spreads outward all the time. It is faster than the light, and it won't take long for it to spread thousands of miles away.

With his movements, the light on the peak below flashed, and dozens of rainbow rays rushed up, and it was actually all the evil monks who flew towards the entrance of the Extreme Heaven Small World together.

On Qingdan Peak, Xu Zhenjun glanced away and sneered, he had expected this, and there was no surprise on his face.

When Elder Jin made his move, the evil cultivators of the wind and sea had already taken advantage of the wind in the air, spread the light to the extreme, and flew towards the entrance.

Because no one disturbed him, he didn't stop and broke through the vortex, and then he arrived at a small world.

The fog in front of the eyes, the colorful air flow rolls, penetrates to the ground, a small world has just been formed, everything is about to grow, chaos is beginning to open, there is a lonely hanging stone in the sky in the high place, thousands of feet high, if the circle is like a square, there are hundreds of holes to swallow and exhale the gas, shoot out thousands of lights, at this moment the sun is in the sky, the inside and outside are bright, is bathed in a golden glow.

This star stone seems to be extremely close, but in fact it is still far away, and the spewing wind is even more powerful, they are just standing in the distance, and they feel that the talisman treasure light is shaking, and the body is difficult to stand, as if it is about to be blown down.

The world is at the beginning of the world, all things break the ground accompanied by the innate purple qi, this is a treasure of heaven and earth, can give the Yuanying monk a glimpse of the photogenic supreme divine object, the major Xuanmen that does not have its own small world, this small world is rare and valuable lies in the innate purple qi at the beginning of the formation, otherwise the evil monk will not brazenly touch the Xuanmen.

If the group rushes too quickly, they are afraid that they will be crushed to pieces in an instant, and they are busy offering the edict in their hands.

As soon as this talisman is urged by the mana, it immediately turns into a spiritual flower, falls at the foot, and the circle of clear light blooms, like a lotus holding the moon, isolating the wind from the outside, and the five people do not delay, drink together, and then spread the light, and fly to the star stone.

On the mound, Baili saw that the gate of heaven was wide open, and all the factions were going to the extreme sky, but he did not seem to be anxious, he was still calm, he looked at the demon cloud a few times, thought for a while, smiled, turned into a rainbow, and swept away the middle sky.

After a hundred miles of silence in the middle of the air, he saw black clouds covering the sky, obscuring the horizon, his expression was calm, and the castration of the light did not decrease at all.

At this moment, a sword light of Bai Sensen came out from the clouds and mist, and it galloped fast, slashing straight at him.

He raised his eyebrows, snorted coldly, and raised his hand to be a sword light, easily cutting off that sword light.

More than a hundred zhang away, the demon cloud was outward, and a middle-aged Taoist with long hair came out, and there were two blood-red clouds on his head.

He stepped on an evil Jiao, and there were dozens of silver flashing flying knives dancing around him, Hong Sheng smiled, and said, "It turned out to be you, I didn't want that Your Excellency, but I had to do it with a mission, and the Blood Spirit Sect did nothing, and I came to learn the wisdom." ”

Baili didn't say much, just nodded "Okay!"

Sang Wuwei smiled. With a shake of his body, Gangyun trembled sharply on the top of the Yuanying Duo, and hundreds of bloody spirits roared. At the same time, he pointed forward, and released the dozens of throwing knives around his side, and then killed.

Baili Zhuo stood still, and a sword light that was not long like snow suddenly jumped out at a point. As soon as he showed it, he galloped away, and the sword light was within reach. Like a cracked sun melting snow, the hundred heads of blood that flew in were sanitized in an instant.

Because of the sharpness of the sword, it was the magic cloud that split a gap, and the scorching sun shone in.

At this time, those dozens of flying knives had arrived, and the sword light swirled like a flash of light, twisting them together into scrap iron.

Sang Wuwei was greatly shocked, he didn't expect this person's kendo cultivation to be so powerful, but just two sword lights had destroyed his greatest reliance on the enemy, and he didn't sacrifice his sword.

Hundreds of miles of silence thought together, the sword light groaned, trembled lightly in place, and suddenly flashed a sharp phosgene, blinked over a hundred zhang, and rushed over.

Sang Wuwei was shocked, and hurriedly sacrificed a ten-zhang banner flag, the sword light fell down, cut the banner in two sections, and then turned around, still refused to give up, and pursued it, Sang Wuwei was unable to treasure at this time, and in a hurry, he shouted, and the top of the gang cloud shook down a flower, blocking the sword, and at the same time dodged and retreated, went out for a hundred zhang, and opened a stinky blood arrow to spray out.

Baili snorted coldly, waved his sleeve, and with just a touch of sword light, the blood arrow disappeared by itself, as if it had never appeared.

This scene Sang Wuwei felt chills in his heart, this blood arrow was condensed for his painstaking efforts, and after it was released, he had never missed, but now he was cut off by the other party with a sword, and he really couldn't think of how to deal with this person.

Originally, he only wanted to hinder the people of Xuanmen for a moment, but he really wanted to learn the means of a hundred miles of silence, so he came forward to obstruct it, but the process made him tremble, and he didn't want to die here, so he turned around and wanted to escape.

Seeing that he fled, Baili Lin still stood there without moving, but lightly took a sword trick, "the sword is gone", the sword is still more than 100 zhang away, but in the blink of an eye, it actually jumped out of the void, and within three zhang of Sang Wuwei's back, he jumped and broke the talisman treasure light, and his sword will be split in half, and hundreds of years of penance will be dispersed.

Solved the other party, he shook the sleeves of his robe, the sword light wrapped his body, and he rose vertically, tearing the demon cloud in an instant, and saw that there were clouds swirling on the top of the sky, and there was a huge vortex in the middle.

Baili Lin was not in a hurry to enter, but stood at the entrance and took a look.

At this time, his expression moved, and when he looked back, he saw that Huo Xuan and the others had also escaped from the demon cloud.

Originally, there were thirteen Yuanying monks from the Xuanmen of the Lijiang River, but at this moment, there were only five people left, but I didn't expect that in just a short moment, eight Yuanying elders were lost from the Xuanmen of the Yangtze River, and the battle situation was so tragic that the price paid by the evil way must not be less.

After leaving Jiang Xuanmen, there was another surge in the clouds and mist below, but this time it was Mingyu Xuanmen and his party who broke out.

However, they are even more miserable, originally Mingyu came, a total of twelve Yuanying monks, because Zhou Qingyu and his junior brother were killed by Baili Lone, there were only ten people left, but now in addition to Zhou Huang, only two elders are left behind.

Zhou Huang's eyes also caught a glimpse of Baili Lonely, but he just didn't see it, only Xie Keming glared at him hatefully, and when he raised the edict, he turned into a rainbow, penetrated the entrance, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.