Bai Xiaobai has three unique swords, and the sword one that cries on the ground.

"I understand the meaning of abandoning the sword, and I will return it to a clean place!" After that, Bai Xiaobai threw down a pill, "It can solve the poison of the little bear!" ”

After that, Bai Xiaobai left with Yun Mo.

Yun Mo: "Jian Yi, I think he is extraordinary!" ”

Bai Xiaobai: "Little Bear too!" According to the internal transmission, the fifth elder of the Confucian Daozun Palace is almost here. ”

Yun Mo: "Whoever stands in the way will die!" ”

Bai Xiaobai nodded and smiled slightly: "If this time, you and I can survive, I think you will understand everything I have done, I only hope that you will not hate me at that time." ”

Yun Mo: "Chi Gongtian, do you also have a grudge against you?" ”

Bai Xiaobai didn't say anything, just quietly cut off the sword.

The clouds converged in the sky, and the icy raindrops fell without the slightest sign of stopping.

On the main road leading to the swampy new city, the autumn rain for more than ten days has made this main road full of mud, and the carts, horses and cultivators transporting supplies are slowly moving forward, people are sleepy and tired, and the fatigue on people's faces is as long as a cloud overhead.

A middle-aged monk raised the hat on his head and glanced ahead, the outline of Xiongcheng had already appeared on the horizon in the distance, his face was expressionless, and the interval between his eyebrows and eyes was a little wide, which looked a little wooden.

The middle-aged monk walks casually, but he has a feeling of spatial fluctuations, which ordinary people will never feel, but when he looks at it with a master of the Enlightened Light Realm, he will feel gasp.

This middle-aged monk is definitely not simple.

There was a commotion ahead, and a monk with two fiery red feathered arrows on his back, riding a wind-chasing leopard, walked backwards in the procession carrying supplies.

The Wind Chasing Leopard is a five-grade spirit beast, which can travel eight thousand miles a day, and only a few sects in the Shiwei Realm can raise it.

The Wind Chasing Leopard Knight rushed left and right in the crowd, and instantly came to the middle-aged monk.

"Get out of the way!" The knight burst into a shout, and his eyes were about to crash into the middle-aged monk, but the next moment, within a radius of ten zhang, the autumn rain falling from the sky suddenly hovered, and time seemed to stand still.

The raindrops were squeezed open like a curtain of beads, and the middle-aged monk came to the knight's side.

A shocking scene for the knight.

The middle-aged monk looked at the two red feathered arrows on his back and sighed slightly.

"Is it still a step too late?"

As this voice sounded, countless hovering and still raindrops suddenly fell, and the wind-chasing leopard landed on all fours, splashing a puff of mud, and the knight with a shocked face rushed out like an arrow from the string.

The middle-aged monk slowly raised his right hand, casually wiped it in front of him, countless raindrops quietly shattered into mist, and in a white mist, a scene appeared, it was a wide but somewhat dim room, there was an old round table and twelve chairs in the room, and there were twelve lamps around the room.

Several lights have gone out.

Among the oil lamps that were lit, there was a lamp on which the flame did not move, but it was frozen by a layer of frost, which seemed unreasonable and very strange.

It was the sixth lamp, representing Wei Canghai.

The frozen oil lamp, the middle-aged monk's face finally gave birth to an expression, his brow furrowed, and frost condensed between his brows.

"Useless!" He said coldly.

The next moment, on the muddy main road, a large crater suddenly exploded, and a strong shock wave swept away the surrounding carriages and horses and cultivators, and for a while people turned over on their backs, and mud and rocks splashed everywhere.

People looked up, confused and frightened in the emptiness.

The sky above you is a hundred miles in a circle, a hundred miles in a circle**, and all of them disappear.

In its place, there was a high blue autumn sky, and a huge waterspout rising from the ground.

The countless wind and rain that were swept up turned into a hideous tornado, rushing towards the direction of Gumen, and it was a hundred miles in an instant.

Gu Gate.

Bai Xiaobai: "It's here, I didn't expect it to be so fast!" ”

Yun Mo: "After beating the small one, the old one is coming, I want to meet, what is the difference between the fifth chapter of the Confucianism and Taoism Palace." ”

There was a sudden crackling sound in the air, like the sound of firecrackers, but soon, the sound grew sharply louder and sharper, turning into a piercing scream.

Countless leaves trembled, then fell, shattering into tiny pieces in mid-air. The room for falling was also instantly blown into a white mist. In the midst of this scream, cracks appeared in countless houses and palaces, and the ground trembled.

Above the nine heavens, the wind and clouds suddenly changed.

A huge waterspout rushed from the north.

This waterspout is thousands of feet long, constantly devouring the surrounding clouds and autumn rain, stretching across half of the sky, emitting a screaming sound that resounded between heaven and earth, almost saying that this side of the world was torn apart.

A huge waterspout came to Yun Mo's head in the blink of an eye.

The surface of the tumbling waterspout was covered with thunder and lightning the thickness of an adult's thigh, and the explosion was dense and terrifying.

In the face of this vision of heaven and earth, most of the people in the audience temporarily lost the ability to think.

If the previous battle shocked them inexplicably, then this giant waterspout at this moment has completely exceeded the limit of their imagination.

While everyone was stunned, a waterspout fell from the sky and smashed into Yun Mo.

This waterspout is too big and too fast, even if it is Yun Mo, there is no possibility of escaping.

People watched silently and were swallowed up by this sudden huge waterspout.

The water splashed everywhere, the wind blew fiercely, and within a radius of a hundred feet was the place where the waterspout landed, except for the splashing water and the terrifying thunder and lightning.

It was as if someone had pierced a huge hole in the sky, and the waters of heaven poured down.

Whether it was a cultivator in the Enlightenment Realm or a powerhouse in the Breaking Tribulation Period, they were all knocked away by this splashing water and howling wind, even if it was the power of the Spirit Void Realm, it was a little difficult to resist, and they fled into the distance in a hurry and panic.

The power of heaven and earth is unstoppable.

Yun Mo and Bai Xiaobai, who were in the center, were under such terrifying coercion?

From the appearance of the waterspout to the end, although it was only a short period of time, for the cultivators here, it seemed as long as a lifetime.

Wait until the mist dissipates, the strong wind ceases, and the thunder stops.

The place where the giant waterspout fell on the frightened people.

Everyone bowed their heads.

They looked down, just because in their sight, the flat ground had disappeared, and the ground within a radius of thousands of feet was still sinking.

A huge waterspout smashed the entire ground to the ground.

A huge pit with a diameter of 1,000 zhang appeared in people's field of vision, bottomless, as black as ink, as if it went straight to the abyss underground.

Where the surface of the crater is level with the ground, there is water vapor, like a series of clouds.

And just above the clouds, stood a monk in a blue robe.

The famous monk who was frightened by the people really couldn't imagine anyone who had such terrifying power.

The blue-shirted monk looked down at the abyss under his feet, and after a moment, he suddenly took off the hat on his head, held the edge of the hat with his right hand, and threw it downward.

"Yun Mo, you have violated the Confucian and Taoist Palace, your sin is unforgivable!"

The hat spun at great speed, like lightning bolts.

Everywhere he passed, there was a trace of free black cracks.

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