In the Divine Blood Mountains, people waited anxiously. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info "The appointed hour is coming, why haven't the two gods come yet?" The crowd began to stir.

Suddenly, there was a violent spatial fluctuation in the sky, and dozens of white-robed people appeared out of thin air. Teleport!

The many masters on the mountain near the Supreme Peak were all shocked when they saw it, and then almost all of them greeted them.

"Brother Bai, long time no see!"

"Lord of the White Gate!"

The person who came was the person from the White Gate, and the person who was the leader was the current owner of the White Gate, Bai Xiao!

In addition to those forces that have enmity with the White Gate, the forces that have a good relationship with the White Gate greet each other warmly, and even those who are not familiar with them also nod their heads. You must know that the White Gate is one of the two strongest forces in the Heaven and Earth Realm. The ancestor of the White Gate is one of the two gods in today's showdown, Poplar! And the other god is the founder of Momen, the other strongest force in the Heaven and Earth Realm, Mo Yin!

"Hey, who is this?" The Buddhist Sect Master Outwitted the Monk raised his eyebrows, looked at the white-robed old man on the left side of Bai Xiao and asked in surprise.

Bai Xiao smiled: "This is the sixth disciple of the Old Ancestor, and the only living disciple of the Old Ancestor." He is indifferent to fame and fortune, not disturbed by the world, and has not been out of the mountain for nearly 3,000 years. Today, the old ancestor and the old thief of Momen are fighting, and he specially came to watch the battle, and I ask for your forgiveness. ”

"Amitabha! The old monk has lived for such a long time, and there are still seniors in Baimen who he doesn't know, ashamed, ashamed! The monk clasped his hands together and bowed deeply to the white-robed old man.

Everyone hurriedly bowed: "The seniors, the juniors are polite." But they were strange in their hearts: Didn't the six disciples of the Bai seniors all fall because of the limit? There is still one alive? It seems that the White Gate is really unfathomable, and I don't know how many peerless masters are hidden!

The white-robed old man laughed: "Everyone is exempt from courtesy, the old man is stupid and can't afford it!" Excuse me, excuse me! ”

At this moment, there was another violent spatial fluctuation not far away, and dozens of black-robed people appeared out of thin air. Needless to say, of course, it's Momenmen. The leader is the current owner of Momen, Mo Yan!

Under the leadership of Mo Yan, the people of Momen also came to the mountain near the Supreme Peak.

"Brother Mo!"

"Lord Momen!"

Everyone greeted one after another, and Mo Yan also signaled one by one. With the status of white and ink, which force does not tie them down?

Then, the black-robed old man who followed Mo Yan on the right side made everyone stunned again. Everyone looked at each other, but no one knew each other, and they couldn't help but be surprised again: these two sects of Bai and Mo are worthy of being the two strongest forces in the Heaven and Earth Realm, with such a deep background, and so many strong people are hidden!

Mo Yan was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly introduced: "This is the seventh disciple of the old ancestor, who has been in retreat for many years, and the deadline is approaching, so he came to watch the battle." Don't blame you! ”

The black-robed old man didn't pay attention to it, and walked straight to the white-robed old man, the sixth disciple of the ancestor of the White Gate.

"Lao Bai!"

"Old Mo!"

The two old men looked at each other and laughed.

Everyone sighed. The hidden powerhouses that suddenly appeared in the two gates of Bai and Mo still maintain friendship despite the disputes between the two gates. However, the ancestors of the two sects completely fell out for the sake of interests, and even did not share the sky, and they have to fight to the death today. I think back then, these two ancestors were still a pair of good brothers who were born and died!

"Lord of the White Gate, didn't you expect you to come quite quickly?" Mo Yan said to Bai Xiao with a smile.

"yes, you've kept you guys waiting. We all thought you weren't going to come. Bai Xiaopi said with a smile.

"I wonder why Senior Bai and Senior Mo didn't come?" Taoist leader Li Zhen opened his mouth to break the tense atmosphere between the white and ink gates.

"Oh, it's almost there, the old ancestor and his old man will definitely come when the time comes." Bai Xiao said with a smile.

"The old ancestor still doesn't know where it is. Isn't there still a meal to make? No hurry, no hurry. Mo Yan said with a faint smile.

"Hehe, no hurry, no hurry." Everyone chimed in.

Snowflakes suddenly floated in the sky, at first only one by two, three by four, and in the blink of an eye, it became tighter and tighter, overwhelming, and there was a lot of heavy snow!

The snowflakes flying in the sky covered the mountains and forests with a layer of silver, turning the million-mile Divine Blood Mountain Range into a confused and chaotic world. That momentum, as if it was about to engulf the entire Divine Blood Mountain Range.

Suddenly, the heavens and the earth went dark. The snowflakes that were fluttering in the air instantly froze, and then melted silently. The entire Divine Blood Mountain Range fell into a deathly silence, as if even time had stood still. People remained motionless, as if they had become puppeteers. It's not that they don't want to move, it's that they can't move at all, they can't even close their mouths that are open because they speak, and they can't make any sound anywhere!

A powerful pressure descended, filling the heavens and the earth, and the air seemed to explode. This coercion that shook the heavens and the earth gave people a sense of oppression, and people were almost out of breath. For the first time, people really felt their own smallness and powerlessness. In the face of God's power, any struggle and resistance is useless, futile, and wasted.

Yes, this is God's coercion, God's coming! All of them developed a sense of admiration that came from the heart and from the depths of their souls. This is the worship of God.

Without warning, a figure appeared on the top of the Supreme Peak like a ghost, which immediately attracted the attention of everyone present. Under the reflection of the five-colored light of the Supreme Peak, he seemed so illusory and unreal.

The person who came was dressed in a black suit, and his hair was extremely short, and he was almost shaved bald. His swarthy face was grim as if covered with a layer of frost, and he looked unsmiling, looking lean and capable, but he was only thirty or forty years old. He is the founder of Momen, Moyin!

Mo Yin held a purple-black spear upside down in his left hand, the body of the spear glowed with a glowing jade light, and the tip of the spear flashed with a cold glow that seemed to come from the Nine Shadows Abyss.

His body was filled with the noble aura of God, and the heavens and the earth seemed even darker. Then, his aura was restrained, and the coercion was gone. The heavens and the earth were clear again, and the snow continued to fall as if it had never stopped, almost obscuring his figure.

With reverence, people widened their eyes and looked up at the majestic figure of the sculpture-like standing on the top of the Supreme Peak, and they didn't even dare to take a breath of the atmosphere.

Somewhere in the mountains and forests of the Divine Blood Mountain Range of "Mo Yin ......", the mysterious black-robed man's lips moved slightly, and he spat out two indistinct words. In the half-squinted eyes, a trace of serpent-like hatred flashed.

"The old ancestor is here." Mo Yan looked around at the many masters of the top forces in the Heaven and Earth Realm, and said with a smile. He turned to Bai Xiao and smiled: "Mr. Bai is not very punctual, it has already passed the appointed time." ”

"Humph!" Bai Xiao snorted coldly, "Old Ancestor, he has his own preparations, when will his old man come, it is not your Momen's turn to take care of it!" ”

"He can't be so scared that he will run away and dare not come, right?" Mo Yan was full of smiles, ignoring Bai Xiao's face.

Before the words fell, another powerful coercion descended. Mo Yan's face changed. Needless to say, the one who came was naturally the old ancestor of the White Gate, Poplar.

"Aha!" I only heard a hearty laugh, and with a sound of "whoa-", the space shook violently, and a narrow crack appeared, and the snowflakes around the crack were directly sucked in.

A large long knife suddenly appeared, and a person sat on the hilt. As soon as he appeared, the temperature between heaven and earth rose sharply, the snow stopped falling again, and even the snow on the ground quickly melted, and clumps of green grass emerged from the ground, and then grew wildly, and in the blink of an eye, bright flowers bloomed. The mountains and forests have also changed into green clothes, and the towering trees have grown new leaves, and in the blink of an eye, the branches are luxuriant, lush and upright. The entire Divine Blood Mountain Range seemed to have suddenly entered the spring of the recovery of all things from the cold winter wax moon.

"Haha, everyone, the old man is late! I've been waiting for you! Laughter rang out loud through the sky.

I saw that the person who came was white and fat, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and a white hair fluttering uninhibitedly behind his head. He wore a white robe that was loose like a dressing gown, and he looked to be nearly fifty years old.

His face was full of energy, there was a flame beating between the opening and closing of his eyes, and the two thick white eyebrows showed a hint of heroism, but the eyebrows looked a little funny, like an old naughty boy, and seemed approachable.

Poplar jumped off the hilt of the giant long knife, holding the knife in his hand. The giant long knife was silvery-white in color, and the blade had strange golden lines on its body, shining brightly and surprisingly bright, comparable to the light of the sun. He also restrained his breath. The snow began to fall again, and the plants and trees quickly withered and returned to their original bare appearance.

"How? Ancestor did what he said, why didn't he come? Bai Xiao said proudly to the many masters around him.

A resentful look flashed in the eyes of the black-robed man below the "Poplar ......" again.

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