At this moment, a white lotus flower was born in the void above Bai Yun's palm, slowly spinning.

Like the bright moon of the fifteenth year, thousands of cold silver rays of light emitted it, crystal like jade, and the fresh and elegant fragrance of lotus flowers came to the nostrils.

The ground shook beneath his feet. The roof above the ruined temple also seemed to be crumbling, and it would collapse at any moment.

Everyone panicked.

Except for Bai Yun and Dao Xun Sanxian who fainted on the ground, the other three would all do light exercises, and they all jumped up in an instant.

Daoist Yun Qing stood on the enlarged Spirit Void Sword and instantly moved out.

Changping jumped onto a tree in the middle of the rain leaking from the broken temple.

Chang Geng used his hands and feet at the same time, hugged the beams and pillars in the temple in a hurry, looked at the crumbling roof, and was terrified. He also had no better options, and the medicine for internal and external injuries began to work, but the physical strength was still insufficient.

At this time, I found out that the rainstorm did not know when it had stopped. It's starting to snow. The snowflakes fell one by one, one after another, and it is not an exaggeration to call it goose feather snow.

After a while, the half of the leaky roof turned into a snow-white sheet, accumulating a thick layer.

On the side where Bai Yun was, the cracks and ravines on the ground and the white bones in the ravines instantly turned into powder. The crack slowly healed with a roar.

Bai Yun felt the violent shaking of the ground, and Ben panicked thinking that he would fall if he didn't know martial arts. But to his surprise, he found that he had been suspended in mid-air for some time.

Now only the unconscious Dao Xun Sanxian was still lying on the ground, seeing that he was about to be buried in the cracks. Just when Bai Yun instinctively aimed his palm at Dao Xun Sanxian, and the silver halo protected him, a sturdy figure rescued him, and he jumped away again.

It turned out that Changping finally came to save him.

Ignoring the goose feathers and heavy snow, Changping hugged his palm fairy master and returned to the snow-covered tree. Somewhat twisted, he held him to his chest near the armpit to warm him.

The corners of Bai Yun's mouth were hooked, and a smile appeared on her face. This Changping is also an interesting person, duplicitous. obviously looks obscene, full of conspiracy and calculation, and ruthless, but in fact, he really values love and righteousness in his bones.

scolded the slap fairy the most fiercely, and the pit master must spare no effort to say "I don't accept it", but the actual action is worthy of the "master" he called just now.

"Woooooooooooo

Chang Geng held the pillar with one hand, stretched out with one hand, choked and cried out in pain, "Seventh Senior Brother", still unable to speak, it sounded like a whining cry to others.

Chang Geng watched as the remnants of the Seventh Senior Brother turned to ashes in the blink of an eye, falling into the cracks in the ground. Never again. But there is nothing that can be done.

With the same fate, it naturally also includes the uncle Xuan Sidao on the side.

The ground has become extremely flat, reflecting the crystal clear white snow on the side, and you can see the spotless blue brick floor. Consists of a large boulder.

Dust to dust, dust to dust.

It's as if the two of them have never been here.

The momentary change made everyone a little stunned.

Bai Yun wanted to say "festival mourning and change", but opened her mouth and said nothing.

In just one day and one night, although she was naïve and young, she had fully understood that it was not appropriate to say anything from a different position.

That blanket, as a descendant of the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan, will not return it after all! Not to mention that she is the daughter of the Nine-Tailed Fox Patriarch!

The lotus flower that had materialized from Bai Yun's palm was getting bigger and bigger, rising higher and higher, brighter and brighter, and more and more gorgeous.

The dazzling brilliance illuminates the entire ruined temple with the slowly rotating lotus flower.

Bai Yun was suspended in mid-air, her hair was like a cloud, her expression was quiet and serene, as holy as a Bodhisattva.

Her feet were filled with fairy aura, and her body was filled with a silvery white halo.

There was a strong instinct that called to her.

She gently waved the white whisk in her hand.

Up and down, left and right, front and back.

"Good!"

With a deep voice, a black figure suddenly appeared in front of Bai Yun.