Emperor Wu Bai looked at each other a few times, you look at me, I look at you, but no one can tell what happened just now, a tattered face, a withered life, how to restore it to its original state, let alone what happened. In the middle of a deep groan, the white god led a few curses in his mouth, spit out thick phlegm and said, "Hell!"

Sun Changkong sat up, stretched out his hand and stabbed Zhu Dachuang, who fell at his feet, and found that the other party had passed out, it turned out that it was caused by excessive consumption just now, and there was no worry about his life. Confirming this, Sun Changkong stood up, stretched his waist lazily, and said casually: "Okay, you have already used a piece of your shield, what's the matter, will you change Chen Shijie next?"

Although Chen Shijie has resentment in his heart, he will not be stupid enough to kill himself. Through the previous battles and the battle between the two of them, he has clearly understood the huge gap between him and the other party, and he must deal with it with death or life. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but take two steps back, showing weakness.

Seeing that Chen Shijie had no intention of stepping forward, Sun Changkong turned his gaze to the rest of the people and asked one by one: "What about you! What about you! Hey, why are they all so timid and cowardly, do you cowards want to rule the world?"

Just when Sun Changkong was "making a big fuss", the white god collar suddenly reached out and took off the white cloak behind him, stretched out his arms, gently flicked to the sides, and opened all the cadres, faced Sun Changkong and said, "Let me come!"

At this time, the eternal and golden baby on the tree had already sat down, looking at the big drama about to be staged in front of them, the two were extremely happy, but they lacked some refreshments to chat about and entertain, so it was too boring to wait.

Seeing the White Eater Divine Leader stepping forward, Sun Changkong immediately clapped his hands and applauded: "Hehe, it is worthy of being a divine leader, and his demeanor and courage are really beyond the reach of ordinary people." But ......"

After a pause in his voice, the White Eater suddenly felt as if something had changed in front of him, but after he carefully observed it, nothing unusual had happened.

"Oh, you mean Zhu Dachuang! I put him under the tree next to him, so that it would not get in the way of the fight later. ”

Following Sun Changkong's gaze, the White Eater Divine Leader really found Zhu Dachuang leaning against the tree not far away, and as for the other party's hand when and how to make it, he didn't see it at all, which was really incomprehensible.

After thinking for a moment, the White Eater God raised his eyes full of wisdom and said with an ugly face: "It turns out that this is your true strength!"

Sun Changkong smiled faintly and said: "It's just a small skill of carving insects, it's not enough." ”

In the face of Sun Changkong's such a bland answer, the White Eater God Leader secretly said in his heart: If this is also a small skill, then wouldn't the real housekeeping skill destroy the world and replace the era?

"Let's make a move!" Sun Changkong stretched out his hand and said politely.

"Hehe, let me strike first, I'm afraid you'll regret it. ”

That's right, being able to take the initiative in a battle is the key to victory, even if the two of them move at the same speed, the one who strikes first will definitely be able to send the killing move to the enemy's body first, so that the former can kill the opponent before the latter succeeds. At present, Sun Changkong dares to give up the lead so "generously", obviously because he is quite confident in his own strength. As a result, the White Eater God Leader was even more apprehensive in his heart. However, the arrow was ready to fly, and it had to be sent. Even if he knew that there were many murderous opportunities ahead, he could only bite the bullet and continue to move forward. In the moment when the two looked at each other, the first move finally occurred in the White Eater Divine Domain.

I don't know when, there was an extra brush in the hand of the leader of the Shibai Society. What was even more surprising was that the brush was not dipped in black ink, but white juice, or fortunately, white pulp.

Between waving his arms and shaking his wrists, the white ink of the brush in his hand splashed and fell around, like flower buds, blooming one after another, turning into round spots of different sizes. Although Sun Changkong has a bladed body, it is inevitable that he will be touched by it, and after a while, the clothes on his body will be hung with "white" one after another. Fortunately, these white spots are not toxic, neither clothing nor the body appear to corrode and fester, just simple staining. Sun Changkong's heart sank, and he secretly called out that this guy is not stupid, and he is doing something with some white paint with an ordinary brush, does he want to paint this place well?

The strange behavior of the White Eater Divine Collar continued, Sun Changkong's face became more and more heavy, and the corresponding people in the White Realm on the opposite side looked more and more excited, as if they were about to witness a miracle happen, and they were all filled with an indescribable joy. Seeing this situation, Sun Changkong expected that he would not be able to let the other party continue to toss like this anymore, and then in his heart, a spear transformed by the scorched earth divine power in the five elements divine power stabbed at the enemy's heart. At the same time, the white god Lingyun pulled his hand back, and the brush in his palm swept lightly over the tip of the spear, and the earthy yellow spear suddenly turned white. However, how could a mere brush be able to cope with a spear that was extremely sharp but blessed with divine power? Between breaths, Emperor Wu Bai and the others watched as Sun Changkong's weapon pierced into the body of the White Eater Divine Collar. From time to time, whether the spear head was too fast, or Shi Bai's body was too weak, and the spear penetrated the latter's body effortlessly, it looked as if it was ...... Skimmed over the general.

"Huh?"

Sun Changkong was shocked, and went to look at the other party's body. And at this time, instead of being a pervert in the slightest pain, there was a treacherous appearance of a successful conspiracy, pointing to the body of the gun that pierced his chest, and said in a disdainful tone: "This also wants to kill?"

Sun Changkong wanted to stop his hand, but he didn't admit that the White God Eater made a move very quickly, one left and one right, and the two heavy palms had hit his bilateral ribs, and then the two thick palms entered without body. When he retracted his arms, he saw a pair of white slap prints remaining on Sun's clothes.

The palm power of the White Eater Divine Collar is really extraordinary, and I am afraid that the immortal will die if he suffers. However, what kind of cultivation strength Sun Changkong is, although these two palms fell on him, although they were not lightly fingered, they were not much heavier, and he only took a small step back, and he was completely stabilized. It's just that there are more and more white marks on his body, which makes him a little unhappy, and how to clean them is still a problem.

The blow was successful, and the White Eater God Leader withdrew with his strength, and the spear was pulled out of his chest, and when he looked closely, there was not the slightest wound on his chest, not even a drop of blood. Sun Changkong looked at the spear in his hand, the bottom of the spear head had turned white for about a foot, his brows couldn't help frowning, he casually threw it aside, grabbed it in the air, and a brand-new spear appeared in his hand.

The White Eater Divine Leader stretched out his finger and pointed at Sun Changkong, and said with a sneer on his face: "Don't worry, it won't be long before you will pay the price for your actions." There is no good end to going against the White World. ”

Sun Changkong waved the spear in his hand a few times, and poked it on the ground on his right side, and said provocatively: "My head is here, I have the ability to get it myself!"

"Oh, yes? Then I'd be respectful and obey. ”

After speaking, the white god shook his wrist, and he didn't know where the white ink came from, and suddenly a large piece of ink emerged from the brush hair, flying into the air, and at the same time he suddenly took out his other palm, Sun Changkong suddenly found that his back was cold, and he didn't have time to turn back, the sharp claw skill had already acted on his neck, and in another moment, he was going to be in a different place.

"Yikes!"

Shocked, Sun Changkong didn't have time to fight back, he fell down, and then turned over two more heels, and then stopped. Sure that he was safe for the time being, he reached out and touched the back of him, but found that there was a sticky feeling on his neck, and when he retracted his eyes, it was white ink. It turned out that when the two were fighting, the White Eater God Leader took advantage of his unpreparedness, and also left a large piece of ink behind him, but he didn't have it in his mind, so he didn't notice it. The situation just now is really dangerous, and I am afraid that another person would have died on the spot. However, in this way, the White Eater Divine Collar also revealed the secret of his moves, which was obviously related to these seemingly ordinary inkblots.

Seeing that Sun Changkong had just escaped death, the white-eating god leader with a regretful face couldn't help but shake his head, and secretly shouted: "I'm afraid that the mysteries of the white pen and white ink have already been seen through by him, and if you want to defeat it, you can only fight quickly!"

Realizing that the strange and inexplicable sneak attack of the White Eater God Collar was related to the white ink on his body, Sun Changkong immediately made a decision, and reached out to immediately untie the outer clothes. It's just that the white god collar on the opposite side has obviously realized the urgency of time, and the palm of the hand that originally held the pen immediately became like holding the pen, and then flew hard. I saw that those ink spots that were like a torrential rain fell one after another, and the other palm of the white god led to a flip of the wrist, and there were dozens of white fine needles between the fingers, and then threw the ink spots in the air. At the moment of life and death, Bai Sisheng, who had a slight friendship with Sun Changkong, couldn't help but squint his eyes slightly, in case he saw the bloody and unbearable picture. However, when he slowly opened his eyelids, he was surprised that there was an extra flame in front of his eyes.

It was a man of fire, or a humanoid flame that had been brought to life. In any case, the figure had been struck by the flames, from top to bottom, without exception. After a while, Bai Sisheng patted his palms and woke up like a dream: "Yes! Although this white ink does not melt when exposed to water, it is extremely difficult to clean. However, once it is grilled by the flame, it immediately reverts to its gravel appearance and can no longer attach itself to people's bodies. Wonderful, wonderful!"

Gradually, the flame of that flame weakened more and more, Sun Changkong's face was exposed, and when he saw the white food god leader's face, he immediately chuckled: "What's the matter, even your companions are impressed by my ingenuity." Without these so-called white ink, you see how you can sneak up on me!"

The White Eater Leader gritted his teeth and said, "Boy, don't be complacent!

As soon as the words fell, the spear that had been thrown on the ground by Sun Changkong immediately jumped into the air, and the sharp head of the spear was impartial, hitting his lower abdomen dantian.