"Besides, I think now that I'd better stay away from a pervert like you, it's too shocking!"

Ye Bai looked up to the sky and smiled, stopped talking, and with a step on his feet, the whole person turned into a streamer and escaped into the tower.

It wasn't until a long time later that Wang Ping retracted his gaze, his heart was actually far less calm than on the surface, which could be called extremely shocking, because in a short period of time, especially with the sword just now, he found that he seemed to be a little unable to see through this Uncle Ye.

This result surprised and shocked him.

You know, how long has it been since he met Ye Bai?

No matter how talented or demonic it is, it seems that there should be a process, right?

It wasn't until Ye Bai entered the tower that the monks of the various sects where the imperial sword stayed in the air did they show doubts on their faces and communicate.

"Who is this person?

"When did our oasis have such a No. 1 Demon King of the Mixed World?"

"I don't think he's a weak crown age, and his cultivation is so strong, it's not worse than us, don't tell me that this person is a monk of this year's Southern Regions Great Competition. ”

"Tut-tut, it's the first time I've seen a monk who dares to force the Ruyi Sect, arrogant enough, arrogant enough, but that one still turns a blind eye, interesting, really interesting. ”

"Luo Huai is the realm of Jindan Great Perfection, and he is also one of the few true geniuses in our oasis who has the opportunity to impact the Yuanying realm within three years, this person is just a late Jindan cultivator, but he has such a strong strength, he shouldn't be nameless. ”

"You might as well inquire, such an amazing talent, I believe it is easy to find out. ”

Soon, when the monks of various sects who flew in the distance fell to the lake one after another, they suddenly felt a little regretful.

The lake was calm, the towers were immovable, and the two strong auras of the battle had disappeared.

"In my opinion, that aura is very familiar, it should be the young hall master, right?"

"Yes, among the Jindan cultivators, I am afraid that only the young hall master has such strength, and the others, I really can't think of any Jindan cultivator hidden in the oasis who can create the strength of the Yuanying Realm. ”

The monks who stepped on the flying swords around the tower were not in a hurry to return to the tower to practice for a while, but flew to the lake and gathered with the monks of their own sect.

"Senior brother, do you know that monk just now?"

"Hahaha, junior brother, you have been practicing in the tower these days, you don't ask about the world, naturally you don't know what is happening in the outside world, let me tell you the truth, now we are an oasis, but there is a great demon genius. ”

Many monks of various sects who had participated in the Dandian gathering were shocked, and deliberately betrayed Guan Zi to tell the things they knew.

The monks who had been in retreat in the tower for more than a month were all in shock.

"Fight the Yuanying Monk with the Jindan realm?"

"Dare to challenge the Ruyi Sect?"

"The Jindan realm was able to cross the border to kill the Yuanying Cultivator, and Lin Zhong fell?"

"Hey, isn't this really a lie, Ye Bai is only nineteen years old, and he is still the young hall master of the Dan Palace?"

The sound of gasping for anger came one after another, and everyone was a little suspicious of their ears, they were genius cultivators, and they also belonged to the smallest part of the younger generation in the Southern Regions, and they naturally knew very well that geniuses actually had limits.

At least Jin Dan Zhan Yuanying, this is something they dare not think about.

When they heard the matter of all the pills that Ye Bai had announced today to reduce the price by three layers, these genius cultivators who were obsessed with cultivation suddenly fell silent.

"This is a great kindness. A monk sighed with emotion.

A monk next to him said thoughtfully: "Although the price of the pill has only dropped by three layers, in fact, how many fewer people will die for us genius monks of the sect." ”

Cultivators are afraid of death, and they are not afraid of death, they are afraid of death because everyone wants to pursue the Great Dao well, and if they can not die, they do not want to die, and they are not afraid of dying because if it is really necessary, they do not mind sacrificing themselves, but what every person in the cultivation is most afraid of is that they will die quietly, and death has no value.

After a while, almost everyone looked at the tower in the middle of the lake, and these genius monks looked solemn and bowed deeply.

This salute, salute Ye Bai!

Wang Ping stood outside the tower door and saw this scene in his eyes, he smiled, his body straightened up a little, and with a move of his hand, he turned into a sword light and disappeared into the sky.

Uncle Ye Bai is really an unpredictable person.

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The interior of the tower is composed of a small cubicle, these small cubicles are not large, the walls are made of wood, and the strange thing is that Ye Bai's divine sense cannot penetrate these woods at all, let alone see the situation inside.

At the end of the stairs is the stairs to the second floor.

Ye Bai almost didn't hesitate, and went up to the seventh floor in one breath.

One foot had just stepped into the floor, Ye Bai's face had a different color, in front of him, in the passage of this floor, there was a thin red mist floating, and if you looked closely, you could find that these fogs actually came out of the cracks in the doors in the small compartments on both sides.

Compared to the other floors, there are many fewer cubicles on this floor, and each cubicle occupies a larger space.

Ye Bai narrowed his eyes and took a deep breath.

Almost at the same time, the red mist that was originally in a static state seemed to be under some kind of traction, scrambling towards Ye Bai's nostrils.

The red mist is like two small snakes, with long bodies that seem to be endless.

After a long time, Ye Bai stopped inhaling, his breath continued to rise, and then he spit out a mouthful of turbid breath.

At this moment, in the passage on the seventh floor, the fog that was originally thick has become much thinner, but fortunately, there is still fog coming out of the room and beginning to fill and recover.

Ye Bai's complexion was ruddy, he only felt that his mouth was full of words, his abdomen was full, and his mental state was unprecedentedly good.

In the middle of this exhale, his cultivation has advanced a lot towards the Great Perfection of Jindan.

This is already the case with colleagues on the seventh layer, but what about the eighth layer?

Ye Bai was looking forward to it, and he didn't hesitate at the moment, just walked towards the steps at the end of the passage.

Soon, Ye Bai was standing in the middle of the passage on the eighth floor.

Compared to the seventh floor, there are only nine rooms here, four on each side of the passage, and the last one is at the end of the passage.

Compared with the other eight rooms, this small room is more conspicuous, not only is the space larger, the location is special, and even before Ye Bai walked in, he already smelled a strange fragrance that made him refreshed.