Bai Hanxiang squatted boredly outside the formation, holding the "bricks" in his hands and stroking from time to time, looking at the solemn white light in the center of the formation for a while, and then lowering his head to study the "bricks" in his hands, knocking and beating from time to time, as if he wanted to find out some mystery from it. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Everything seems so calm.

Suddenly, Bai Hanxiang's pupils shrank, and the gaze that had just been withdrawn suddenly looked back at the center of the formation.

The formation was working weakly, and the surrounding area was still a thick black fog that could barely be dissolved. Bai Qian stood quietly under the giant sword, his expression solemn. Everything seems to be normal.

No, no, there must be something different.

Bai Hanxiang couldn't tell what kind of feeling it was, and an indescribable feeling hit his heart, making his heart beat more than once. Result...... What happened?

Bai Hanxiang stared blankly at the slender figure standing quietly under the giant sword, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to grab it, but was blocked by the formation. For some reason, at this moment, looking at the figure of the little sister standing quietly, an extreme sense of panic suddenly rose in his heart. I can't say why, but instinctively and urgently want to pull Bai Qian out of the formation.

"Smack!" The palm of the palm was pierced by the "bricks", and the red blood dripped on it, and it was completely integrated into it in the blink of an eye. A layer of faint white light flickered around the "bricks", and the blood in the wound on the palm seemed to be attracted by some mysterious power, and the bees flowed out, but the moment it just appeared, it was sucked clean by the "bricks".

This scene happened extremely quickly, and Bai Hanxiang, who was full of worries about his little sister at the moment, naturally didn't notice it.

"Little sister!" Bai Hanxiang's heart trembled suddenly, and he finally couldn't help but exclaim. At the same time, the body instinctively lunged towards the greatsword.

"Buzz!" A faint shield of light appeared, and invisible ripples easily blasted him away.

"Damn it!" Bai Hanxiang, who had been prepared, immediately stood up with his hands on the ground, and at the same time, he held the "brick" and smashed it towards the light mask.

"Buzz!" A noticeable pit appears on the smooth surface of the reticle, but beyond that, the reticle itself remains unchanged.

Bai Hanxiang's expression froze, and then another brick smashed down.

Another pit emerged, but in the blink of an eye, the mask returned to its original state. The shield that blocked Bai Hanxiang always kept Bai Hanxiang out tightly, without leaking a single gap.

"Ahh

Bai Hanxiang subconsciously looked at the scene, and in the next second, his eyes were red.

Bai Qian, who was originally standing quietly under the giant sword, had bloodshot eyes and a painful expression at the moment. The original white skin of the whole body turned red like fire for some reason, and under the messy hair, it seemed to be faintly bloody, like a demon in a madness. Especially from the temples to the forehead, the muscles are bruised, and the expression is painfully distorted, as if he is being tortured like hell.

"Little sister!" Bai Hanxiang was furious, holding the "brick" and smashing the formation light shield in front of him frantically, even if his hands were injured by the rebounding force, he didn't care.

"What's going on?" Bai Shaohong, who couldn't wait for the news outside, couldn't help but walk in, and as soon as he stepped into this place, he saw his son so crazy, his footsteps froze, and he just opened his mouth to ask, and at a casual glance, he saw Bai Qian's head holding his head in his hands under the giant sword in the center of the formation. As a result, the Bai family's guardian girl became crazy and immediately joined the ranks of destroying the formation.

At this moment, Bai Qian didn't know what Bai Hanxiang and Bai Shaohong were doing outside the formation, and he couldn't feel anything other than pain. Ten thousand years ago, the will of the power of the immortal cultivation realm was really unimaginable, just close to her body crushed her consciousness to collapse, and her soul almost wanted to dissipate, at this moment, even if she wanted to retreat, she couldn't do it.

Qiankun Ding was quietly suspended in the depths of the sea of knowledge, without the slightest sign of wanting to help her, like a mortal thing that could not be inferior. The manic will of power swept and raged in the sea of knowledge, and everywhere it passed was a mess. With Bai Qian's current strength, it is undoubtedly to seek death, but there is nowhere to hide, so he has no choice but to jump his soul into the only Qiankun Ding in the sea of knowledge that has not been ravaged.

Even so, the soul was badly damaged. In the eyes of the outside world, it is the painful appearance of Bai Qianqikong's bleeding face.

Seeing Bai Qian like this, Bai Shaohong's father and son panicked in distress, and their blood was full of anger, and they broke the formation even more frantically and wanted to break in. However, no matter how hard they tried, the mask that had kept them out was still unmoved, and there was not a trace of damage.

"That's not the way to go." In the end, Bai Shaohong, who was still experienced, first regained a little reason, grabbed his crazy son and said in a deep voice, "This is a formation laid out by the power of the immortal cultivation realm, with the cultivation of you and me at the beginning of the Qi refining period, it is simply impossible to break through, and if you continue like this, it will only be a waste of spiritual power." ”

"What then? Could it be that I watched my little sister being tortured to death by that ghostly thing? Bai Hanxiang slammed his fist into the light mask in annoyance, and said hatefully.

Bai Shaohong's face was dark, he pondered for a moment, and said: "It's impossible to shake hard, it seems that only the sword has gone sideways." ”

"What sword is off-the-beaten?" Bai Hanxiang was stunned when he heard this, and his crazy expression finally eased interestingly.

Bai Shaohong didn't explain, looked at the formation in front of him with a heavy face, and suddenly turned around: "Come with me first." ”

Bai Hanxiang was puzzled, but he also knew that it was a matter of his little sister's safety, and his father's worries were no less than his own, so he hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth and chased after Bai Shaohong.

At this time, Bai Qian, who escaped into Qiankun Ding for refuge, was not better than before, although he would not be abused by that powerful will again, but because his soul was seriously injured before, his consciousness fell into a deep sleep several times. If it weren't for her innate strong mental strength, I'm afraid that her soul would have dissipated by this time.

The soul of the living soul is the most important, even if the monk cultivates against the heavens and pursues the longevity of the heavenly way, he cannot escape the rules of life.

It is said that the injuries of flesh and blood are easy to heal, but the injuries of the soul are difficult to treat. At this moment, Bai Qian can be regarded as truly understanding the meaning of this sentence.

The pain of being wounded by the soul is by no means as simple as the flesh ~ body, and it is absolutely unbearable if it is not for a strong-willed person. Even if Bai Qian's perseverance far exceeds that of ordinary people, he still feels that life is worse than death.

These are not the most important things, what is more urgent at the moment is that Zhihai is invaded by the powerful will of the Immortal Cultivation Realm, and her soul can only save her life by hiding in Qiankun Ding, but if she continues like this, she will die sooner or later. If she doesn't find a way to resolve the crisis as soon as possible, the wounds of her soul will not be healed, and her life will be in danger!

But in her current state, let alone trying to find a way out of the predicament, it is very difficult to even maintain a clear consciousness.

What to do?