"Ding. A crisp sound of a knife resounded in the blue sky. The fragments of the knife scattered in all directions, and a pillar of black and white light rose from the golden mist and soared into the sky.

A figure, along with the fragments, flew to the giant tree in the center of the pool. Like the shattered knife-shaped magic weapon, his bones were shattered the moment they collided.

Now he has to endure not only the pain of broken bones, but also the fear of dying at any moment. The young man in the black and white pillar of light was an absolutely terrifying existence, at least he, the fifteenth-ranked talent on the Golden Scale List, was invincible.

"Fellow Daoists, this son forcibly robbed me of the opportunity, unforgivable, I am here in white clothes, and I call on everyone to take action together to suppress this son!"

In this realm, a white-clothed figure stood majestically in the clouds, he held two pieces of transparent bamboo, countless white rune chains wrapped around him, and a snow-white villain stood above his head, and the high-level aura of the Yuan Infant Stage was undoubtedly revealed.

No one answered Bai Yihou's words, and from the moment Bai Yihou took out his sword, there were already ten thousand brilliant sword rays and countless attack methods blasting towards the figure in the black and white pillar of light.

In the entire Golden Scale List Scroll World, except for Ye Qingyan and the old man, as well as some people who were waiting, all the other talents made a move against Bai Ye at this moment.

In the pillar of black and white light, Bai Ye opened his black heavy pupils, and a touch of purple intent flashed from his right eye, and countless purple Xuangang condensed around him, resisting all attacks.

"War. ”

Bai Ye didn't speak, but his voice resounded throughout the Enlightenment Pool. That was his heart, and it was his voice. The monks in the world all have their own ways of cultivation, some people walk very smoothly, and some people walk bumpy.

There are many reasons for this, but there is one thing that every discerning person can see, some people are very clear about their own way, and some people are vague, just like crossing a river by feeling a stone.

The Tao of the White Night, although it is destined to be bumpy, but he is already in the enlightenment pool, and it is clear under the tree in the pool. He will rise, even if it is a ruined era, doomed to destruction.

Open up an invincible path of his own, and only by reaching the true peak can he face the will of the Heavenly Dao and protect everything he wants to protect.

"Boom"

A bang resounded through the clouds and in the hearts of all cultivators. In the center of countless dead grass and rotten iron, the black and white pillars of light were still so penetrating, but the figures in them had already disappeared from the sight and perception of the cultivators.

A series of metal explosions sounded, and when everyone turned around, they saw that the white-clothed waiter who was still clamoring to suppress the white night was now being held by a white-haired young man by the neck against the trunk of the tree.

"I heard............ You want to kill me?"

The young man smiled indifferently and let go of the hand that was holding the neck of the white-clothed waiter, and then he turned to scan the people on the field, scarlet and purple, the strange and magnificent light flickered in his heavy pupils.

Blood flowed from his body, dripping from his wounds, black and white, intertwined, looking particularly strange and hideous.

The cultivators stared at the figure in the field, their white hair like a waterfall, as bright as a galaxy. He is a heavy pupil, the existence of the top of the golden scale list, even in the face of their siege, it seems that he has only suffered some minor or serious injuries.

On the other hand, the white-clothed waiter, the first hereditary marquis of the Cold Night Empire, and the third on the golden scale list, are as fragile as paper paste in front of this young man.

"I am the supreme will of the Golden Scale List, Mo Cheng destroyed the forging and enlightenment of all talents, and now he has descended the supreme imprisonment, imprisoning fifty percent of the strength of this son. ”

"Mo Cheng, because you have sabotaged the cultivation of all the talents, it is in line with the rules of the Golden Scale List for the talents to besiege you, and you have the right to defend yourself under confinement. ”

The majestic voice sounded again, announcing a decision that made the trialists smile. For a while, except for Ye Qingyan, almost all the talents cast a meaningful look at this white night.

Of course, there are also people who are dissatisfied, thinking that this punishment is too light, after all, Bai Ye's actions have disturbed the enlightenment of all the talented people who are cultivating.

However, what no one could have noticed was that above the canopy of the trees in the pool, there was an old man watching all this, slowly stroking his gray hair, and there was a slight panic in his eyes.

"If I do this, the master shouldn't be blamed if he knows it............"

Even if you are a heavy pupil, even if you have excellent talent, even if you are invincible, but how can you resist the siege of more than seventy times the monks of the same realm, or when your own ability is sealed fifty percent.

This is what these monks think at this moment, and now they are like wolves on the steppe in the eyes of the white night, greedy, bloodthirsty, dark, and deadly.

"Mo Cheng, give me death!"

A loud roar sounded from under the pool water, only to see a white-clothed figure burning with blood flames breaking out of the water, he stepped on the white ice thorns, and held two broken ice bamboos in his hands, and his hair was scattered, even the Yuan Ying who had emitted white divine light before had disappeared, and the appearance was indescribably miserable and vicious.

The blood-stained thorns, condensed by the ice, with a terrifying cold air, rose from the water of the pond and frantically extended towards the white-haired youth in the field, covering the sky and the sun, faintly revealing a suppressive force.

The black demonic power, rising from Bai Ye's right hand, shone with a deep and deep luster, surging with Bai Ye's fist, fighting with thousands of Xuan Ice Thorns and colliding together.

Countless shattered ice chips flew one after another, and White Night raised his left hand, which shone with a white fist, and grabbed the blood-colored blade that appeared in the void. It was someone else's surprise attack, a long wide knife, extending from the void with a special secret method.

Bai Yihou was once again bombarded on the trunk of the tree, looking at the countless battles he had experienced in his life for more than two hundred years, but he had never been so aggrieved as he was now, and his attack spell was completely broken by the young man in front of him.

Before this person, his hereditary inheritance of the Ice Devouring Dao seemed to have become a joke, and it didn't have the slightest effect. He looked sideways at the fading pillar of black and white light in the sky, and his eyes couldn't help but flash a hint of complexity.

His Dao heart was shaken.

Ice Swallowing Road, passed down for other people. Only the patriarch is passed on from generation to generation, devouring the cold ice, just for cultivation, if he does not break through, Shouyuan is destined not to be more than three hundred years old.

Since he was born and cultivated, all the cold ice that he had devoured and refined should be less than a fraction of the iceberg in front of him that had just completely disappeared. Sure enough, in this world, people are not the same.

"Young man of the Ye clan, I think you want to die, dare to be the enemy of my cold night cultivators!" Beiming Fengtian roared angrily, he glared at Ye Qingyan who was swinging a knife to stop him in front of him, and his eyes almost wanted to erupt with fire.

"Then you can try it, if you want to move him, step on the uncle's corpse first. Ye Qingyan slashed in front of her, she also let out an angry roar, and above her body, there were already monstrous cyan fireworks ignited.

Behind her, there was a ten-tailed green fox roaring, shaking the copper bell that was wound with red silk, making a crisp bell ringing, and there were countless cyan dao patterns that surrounded her, and there was a bit of a tendency to shatter the void.

Her aura seems to be at the peak of the Yuan Infant Stage, as long as she takes a step forward, she will definitely be able to break through the Transformation God. Now, she was crazy, and for some reason, she just didn't want to see the white-haired young man behind her get hurt.

"Grandpa, forgive Qingyan this time. ”

............

With the sound of the roar of the fox and the roar of the beast, this battle has truly reached a masterpiece. Bai Ye was already covered in blood, and his body was already in a state of serious injury.

He had broken six ribs, and even the bones and flesh of his left and right arms had suffered heavy blows, black and white demon blood flowed without money, his clothes had been broken, and scars were all over his body.

The scaly-like light patterns cast in gold covered him one after another, that is, the so-called confinement, which would suppress his strength with the power of absolute rules, and it really only left him half of it.

"The person with heavy pupils is in danger, and even if he is in a heavenly posture, it is difficult to resist the siege of so many Yuan Infant Juniors. Alas, I don't know which family is the descendant of Taoism, it's a pity. ”

"Yes, a generation of Tianjiao is on the verge of falling. ”

"Alas, the world is like this, even if the double pupil is born, it is destined to not be able to reproduce the majesty of this holy bloodline. ”

............

Outside the world of the Golden Scale Chart Scroll, it is already dusk again. Countless monks still gathered here, watching everything that happened in the world of the scroll in the heavenly dome, witnessing the style of the white night pushing everything, and also seeing his current situation.

"Yes, is there really no place to recover, I think these talents don't seem to last long. Someone sighed and pointed to the scroll in the sky.

I saw that around Bai Ye, there were all seriously injured Yuan Infant Monks, their magic weapons had been shattered by this white-haired young man's body, their physical condition may be a little better than Bai Ye, but it is definitely not much better.

However, there were still people who got up and sacrificed their magic weapons, or carried the only remaining true yuan, and bombarded the white night. However, all these offences were defeated by white nights.

I saw that his fist blade was shining with a slight glow of black and white, and between the evolution of strange and powerful power, it crushed and crushed all the attacks from the enemy

"What kind of monster is this?"

Some people wailed, even if they were strong in the Yuan Infant Stage, they couldn't help but have the idea of having a collapsed mentality. Is this really the physical strength that the human race can have, no matter how serious the injury is, it can be recovered at a speed that is visible to the naked eye.

And when Bai Ye was about to set off to kill the major trialists, a dazzling golden glow suddenly appeared at the bottom of the pool, and a peaceful and powerful aura appeared in the entire picture scroll world.

Bai Ye looked at the bottom of the pool, and he couldn't help but be a little surprised in his heart, where he saw a pool of big carp with golden red stripes, swimming wildly............