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The aura is high-energy, compared to the high-grade spirit stone, the quality of this aura is simple and not a qualitative level, the pores of the white dyeing are dilated, and the boundless comfort is felt.

Each wisp of condensed aura, like a substance, entered the meridians of the white dye, as if it was about to squeeze the white dye.

And the white-dyed talisman is running at full speed, and the waterfall in the heart is rushing down, and those arithmetic symbols are constantly changing in the heart, calculating every subtle change in the aura.

The mind is divided into thousands of wisps, and Bai Ran feels that his divine consciousness can control tens of millions of points in his body, which is a wonderful feeling, as if he is a master.

Rumble!

The white dyed tiger's body was shocked, and his whole body trembled.

Later stage of foundation building!

The rest of the aura was not discarded, even if it was a waste of Cheeto, it was condensed for a week.

Bai Ran opened his eyes, his eyes flashed with wisps of essence, revealing the temperament of a tiger out of the mountain.

Goal, Great Wilderness!

Bai Ran began to exert force, like a bolt of lightning, the wind galloped rapidly, and soon ran out of the Spirit Beast Forest and saw the true appearance of the Great Wilderness.

As far as the eye can see, the sandy land is forested, and only a little forest is in the distance, which is scattered.

Is this the Great Wilderness, as the name suggests, it is really a Great Wilderness outside.

However, I heard that the beasts were rampant in the Great Wilderness, and now when I see it, there is not a single beast shadow, and the monk's fighting traces are extremely strange, and it seems that the nearby spirit beasts have been swept away, otherwise there would not be a single beast shadow.

The monk's strength was indeed terrifying, and when Bai Ran saw this scene, he immediately rushed quickly and rushed towards the depths.

You can see that there seems to be a white line on the horizon in the distance, and that white line is the endless giant wall, surrounding this place.

When Shirazen walked to the tenth day, the sky suddenly changed.

Shirazen looked up, and the white clouds in the sky disappeared, revealing a blue-white sky.

Looking further into the distance, the clouds above the wall had vanished, revealing the top.

Seeing this, Bai Ran chuckled in his heart.

Once the thick clouds in the sky disappear and the top of the wall can be seen, it indicates that someone has entered the third level.

"Damn, is it still slow?" Bai Ran has been running for so long these days, and he still hasn't seen anyone, and he can see that the group of people has run to infinity away, and I'm afraid they are close to the walled place.

Is the difference really that big in one day?

White dye doesn't believe it!

This is certainly the power of the collective, working together, sharing resources, and it is completely possible to pile up a leader.

After all, Bai Dye is a lone ranger, and if he doesn't have an advantage at the beginning, it will be really difficult to turn over.

He represents only himself, and the opponent may represent more than 100 people behind him.

"Look, do you regret it, I knew it was like this, I should have been the first to rob the boss in the first place." Little Black Tower still snorted.

Bai Ran sank his face, this was already his fastest pace, and after half a day, he finally saw the crowd.

There was a forest in front of him, guarded by four or five monks on the periphery, and the sound of fighting was incessant, and the aura was amazingly thick, billowing up like wolf smoke.

"This is the territory of Changgelou, who is coming, stop quickly, otherwise the sword will not have eyes!"

A female cultivator at the head, with handsome eyebrows and ice eyes, stood in front, holding an ice bamboo flute in one hand, full of righteousness and iron bones.

"Hmph, this seat is white, where is your grandfather, ask him to come to see me."

When Bai Ran saw Changgelou, he was immediately overjoyed, and a thought crossed his heart, and the secret path was feasible.

When the nun heard this, she was shocked.

The person in front of him had short snow-white hair neatly and neatly, standing there without anger and self-authority, and there was a natural majesty, which should be the gaze of the superior.

"Bold, how can the ancestor of Changgelou be called casually, you either leave quickly, or eat my Xu Righteous sword!" A boy behind the female cultivator stood up, took out a sword bamboo, and shouted sharply, very seriously.

This sword bamboo has a six-hole hole flute, and the sword has two major mouths, which can be used for and can also be used as a sword messenger.

"Brother don't, I'll ask the young master, you wait for a while." The beautiful nun stopped her little brother and walked back.

When the little brother saw his sister leaving, he couldn't help but be eager to try, no matter if she was careful or not, she just picked up the bamboo sword.

"Eat me with a sword!"

Xu Zhengyi is like a naughty monkey boy, who cultivates in the later stage of foundation building, and it seems that he has succeeded in practicing swords, so he is itching to fight.

Buzzing.

The bamboo sword roared softly, and the wisps of sword sound shook out, and with a bang, the sword light and sword shadows emerged endlessly, splitting the face and killing.

Bai Ran raised his eyebrows, he didn't have the same knowledge as him, but pointed at him like a sword, Gangfeng sword qi suddenly shot out, a sword broke ten thousand laws, and the small sword qi entered the sword light and sword shadow, and the pop sound was in the defect, and the sound was shattered.

The boy opened his mouth in surprise, but he was not afraid, but said more excitedly: "Haha, only in this life, I finally met an enemy who is not in the world, and you and I are destined to have a life-and-death battle." ”

Little Heita was on Bai Ran's shoulder, and when he heard this, he couldn't help but slant at him, as if he was looking at a joke.

Bai Ran listened, did not laugh, at this time, a finger of sword qi shot out, unimaginably fast, almost in the blink of an eye, the sword in the boy's hand was instantly bounced, flying dozens of feet away, making him instantly stunned.

"This ......," the boy muttered.

"Little brother, don't make trouble!" His sister ran back, followed by a familiar face.

That person was wearing the gorgeous clothes of Changgelou, his god was like jade, and his face was like a peach blossom, wasn't it that Duan Tianling?

"Duan Tianling, where is your ancestor, I want to see him." When Bai Ran saw Duan Tianling, he stepped over without saying a word, and a sword step was silent, stunning the audience, making the handsome female cultivator's expression change, and she was about to blow the flute to defend herself, but was unexpectedly stopped by her young master.

"Below is the younger brother of the elder brother who is not a weapon, called Duan Ling." His younger brother's expression was plain and unfazed, which couldn't help but make Bai Ran look a little high.

Subsequently, after two hours of traveling, Bai Ran finally met his ancestor.

"Bai Daoyou, if you dare to come to my Changge Building, aren't you afraid that there will be no return?"

In another forest, the aura here is full of energy, more than ten times higher than that in the town, and it feels like drinking water when you take a sip.

The ancestor of Changgelou sat cross-legged on the ground, as soon as they met, he was very polite, and a pair of eyes suppressed it strongly, and there was a great momentum of wanting to frustrate the bones and scatter ashes.

Bai Ran snorted coldly, the shelf was very big, sitting on a plate of stones, stilting Erlang's legs, looking down at him with his eyes, and said: "This seat is in and out of this place, if you enter a no-man's land, if you don't believe it, you can try." ”

Rustle.

The leaves in the forest changed from static to still, the leaves rustled, and one after another figures appeared in some tree trunks, the lowest cultivation also had the middle stage of foundation building, and the highest foundation building Great Perfection also had twelve.

Including that bad old man, it adds up to thirteen.

Every foundation building Dzogchen monk is a high-level combat force, all of them are experienced and experienced, and they are all human spirits who have lived for more than one or two thousand years, and none of them are weak, and their cultivation is terrifyingly solid.

If it weren't for the suppression of cultivation in this second level, they would have already gone up to the Yudan realm.

Now dozens of people appeared one after another, the dull aura was invisible, and the rustle of the leaves became louder, as if on the eve of the war between the two armies on the battlefield.

Everyone's eyes were staring at Bai Zhan's face, and their ears were pricked up, waiting for the ancestor's order.

It seems that as long as he gives an order, all the soldiers will go into battle to kill the enemy without fear of death.

The rustle, solemn atmosphere was tight, but the cold wind blew the tips of the white dyed hair, but it couldn't blow the cold in his eyes.

Old Ancestor's eyes narrowed, his mouth opened and opened, and at this time, he noticed the small black tower on his shoulder, and his eyes couldn't help but flash with fear.

"Come and be a guest, everyone is staring at what the guests are doing, let's disperse." Old Ancestor looked at the little black tower, his eyelids jumped slightly, and he had no choice but to say so.

There was a sound of squirming, the black shadow dispersed, and the forest couldn't help but become a little brighter, as if the sun was shining on the ancestor's face.

"I don't know what Bai Daoyou wants?" In the sunlight, the ancestor said with a smile in his eyes. (To be continued.) )