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Below the sea of clouds, directly south of the thirteen-story building, the entire holy water secret realm fell into a situation where the long river of time instantly stagnated.

On the side of the alley of Liangzhou City, the little fox was holding three copper coins in his hand, and he was struggling with what stuffed meat buns to sell, and he didn't realize the vision of heaven and earth, and Zhao Qingluan on the other side of the threshold had not moved at all.

Outside the east gate of Pingxi City, Yuan Lie, the third-generation elder of Burning Haizhai, was flushed, and the refined natal object was buzzing and trembling in the acupoint, which allowed him to try his best to see some blurry pictures in the secret realm.

When Wei Cheng, who was located in the northernmost part of Zilai Prefecture, saw the snow-white figure falling, his face was full of endless remembrance, and finally he burst into tears, stood up, and stopped talking.

Eventually, he gave up the idea of venturing into the holy water realm.

Gongsun Xiao sighed, knowing that everything had turned into nothing, and his mood was a little lighter.

At the gate of the broken temple in Duyang Mountain, Cui Feng, who looked solemn, was just about to step out, frowned, retracted his foot, and did not move.

Guan Zishi and Zhao Yongchang both stood still in a treacherous manner, and the small and delicate bronze tripod had already appeared in front of the broken temple gate, close at hand.

Cui Feng thought about it for a while and decided to respond to all changes with the same.

The Bai family didn't know how many generations of thousand-year-old ancestors were, squinted their eyes and looked at Liangzhou City in the distance.

A handsome man dressed in white like snow, with black hair fluttering and a calm expression, stepped out of the city, came here in an instant, looked at Ye Fan, who was seriously injured and had passed out, lowered his head and muttered: "It's a stubborn boy who doesn't admit defeat." ”

Not far away, there was a beautiful woman with red hair and red eyes, who stretched out her finger and accused: "Stake, if you want to come, you should come early, and it will be useless to wait for someone to get injured like this before you come out." Besides, if the movement is so big, if it has to be known to everyone, how can Brother Fan be allowed to meditate and practice at that time?" Seeing that the man didn't speak, Ye Roujia was even more annoyed, and then sighed, without looking at the thousand-year-old ancestor of the Bai family, one dodged and swept over the valley, holding back the anger in his heart, "The old Wang Ba of the two temples, don't you like to watch the excitement, why did you retract the Wang Batou at this time?"

To the north, an ethereal figure wearing a yellow robe appeared, vaguely visible, a middle-aged man, with a golden jade pendant hanging from his waist, engraved with the seal inscription "The world is for the public".

Behind him was a young woman with a delicate face, who turned out to be Huang Ya, who had something to do with Cui Feng.

The middle-aged yellow-robed man said, "Meet the seniors."

Ye Roujia took a deep breath, pointed at the ancestor of the Bai family, looked at the middle-aged man in a yellow robe with an extraordinary bearing, and asked, "Your temple is all eating dry food, isn't it?"

The yellow-robed man was silent.

In fact, as early as more than a month ago, he was greeted in advance, saying that the ancestor of the Bai family would go down the mountain to the Pure Water Country to secretly protect his Bai family's unicorn, which involved the other seven countries and Dayan, so before the ancestor of the Bai family left the sect, he informed the temple, but it happened suddenly, and it was too late to ask for a document from the Zilai Prefecture sacrifice, so the middle-aged man turned a blind eye to this matter, and he didn't expect to lead to such a big man.

The ancestor of the Bai family was a little impatient, and after taking one hand, he stretched out the other hand and pointed at Ye Roujia, "Seeing that you don't look like a human, could it be that the demon clan has cultivated a human body, recognized this kid as the master, and wants to avenge him?"

Ye Roujia still didn't pay attention, but the corners of her mouth moved slightly, as if she was sarcastic.

In fact, don't look at this middle-aged man in a yellow robe who let Ye Roujia insult him, but he didn't say anything, in fact, his identity is a few points higher than the sacrifice in charge of a state.

Those who can be among the Zhongzhou Temples and accompany the great sacrifices, when

However, he is a veritable immortal or saint, and even in a sense, he is more weighty than a dynasty king.

Ye Roujia sighed, "You two, you know that I can't do anything to you now, so you have no fear, right?"

The yellow-robed man shook his head and said, "If you want to, you can, but you have changed a lot more than before, so you won't do this, I think it should have a lot to do with that young man." ”

Behind him, a quiet voice sounded, "All finished?"

Ye Roujia squatted down, folded her shoulders, folded her hands around her knees, and was a little discouraged, "Ye Fan is my master, but I failed to protect him, but let you clean up this mess." ”

The white-robed man slowly walked to Ye Roujia's side and said, "Since that's the case, let you protect him." ”

The ancestor of the Bai family, who had been standing in place and watching the play, said with a smile: "I didn't expect that it was not Gongsun Xiao who came forward this time, but you came, but it's okay, at least it won't be "unfair". It seems that this person is also a hidden sword cultivator, the Ten Realms, can't it be the Three Tribulations Immortal of the Ferry Return, right?"

Huang Ya, who was behind her, glanced at the yellow-robed middle-aged man in front of her, the latter had a solemn and solemn expression, obviously facing this white-robed man who looked extremely young, and the pressure was greater than facing the Bai family ancestor who had lived for nearly a thousand years.

The white-robed man took a step forward, landed a few feet in front of the ancestor of the Bai family, and walked forward slowly.

The middle-aged man in the yellow robe said in a deep voice: "If the seniors make a move, they will break the rules of this heaven and earth." ”

The white-robed man turned a deaf ear and just walked forward step by step.

Hanging on Ye Fan's waist, there has been no chance to unsheath the sword of the Nine Heavens, the snow-white sword is circulating, and there is a hidden sword sound.

The ancestor of the Bai family thought quickly, shrunk his hand in his sleeve, and wanted to leave empty, but suddenly found that this world had been imprisoned by people, and he could no longer leave easily.

On the way forward, the white-robed man turned his head to the yellow-robed middle-aged man and said, "For Yu Feiwan's sake, I won't kill you, get out." ”

The yellow-robed middle-aged man frowned slightly, seeing the delicate long sword that had already risen in the air, he hesitated slightly, but still dispersed, and was forced to leave this holy water secret realm that even traveled around the long river of time.

The white-robed man stretched out a palm and gently held the buzzing Nine Heavens, "Is it only about half a percent?" But splitting a Yinghu Mountain should be enough. ”

"No!"

A very majestic voice came into this small world from Zilai Prefecture.

The white-robed man turned a deaf ear and gently threw the Nine Heavens upward.

Gone in a flash.

This holy water secret realm canopy broke through a big hole on the spot, and the flying sword rushed straight to the East Dome Longzhou, which was fleeting.

In the void between Zilai Prefecture and Zhongzhou, a sword cultivator who had closed his five senses and was refining his sword intent suddenly opened his eyes.

Then he appeared in a flash on the vast sea of the land of the two states, looking up to the east.

In an instant, the clouds in the sky seemed to be directly split in half by a flying sword, and the wind and waves were turbulent, forming one huge wave after another.

Is there still such a sword cultivation in the Hongmeng world?

Did Chu Zhong leave the trapped dragon well?

But Chuzhong doesn't seem to have such a sword until now, right?

The five best swords in the Hongmeng world have been destroyed, two have been destroyed, and the remaining three, one is in the waist of the human emperor who opened the sword curtain of the sky, and the other is in the hands of the patriarchs of the ancient void royal family of the past dynasties, and one is in his own hands, which can be worthy of the sword of Chuzhong, and there are indeed very few in this world.

He didn't chase after the incomparably powerful flying sword, but suddenly realized that he immediately rushed to the southernmost part of Zilai Prefecture.

The ancestor of the Bai family swallowed his saliva and said, "A sword cultivator who doesn't have a sword, still wants to fight with me?"

He walked slowly.

"Look for death!"

The ancestor of the Bai family burst into a shout, and his body swept away.

With a clap of his palm, a hosta that flashed with bursts of golden light appeared out of thin air, galloping, and stabbed the strange man's head.

This hosta is a natal immortal soldier formed by the ancestor of the Bai family after refining a nine-thousand-mile river.

It's only a foot away from this person.

But the ancestor of the Bai family trembled.

I saw that the hosta that burst out with golden light stopped trembling in front of the person, full of instinctive fear, and did not dare to enter an inch.

At this moment, at the place where Heaven and Earth had previously broken through the hole, a big golden hand engraved with strange runes and chains stretched out, holding the Nine Heavens tightly, his arms trembling, and his big sleeves rolling.

Obviously, even if it was only temporary control of this ancient fierce sword, it would not be easy for him.

The majestic voice came out again, "Only this once, not the next one." ”

The white-robed man turned his head and said indifferently: "What, it's a little unpleasant that I didn't use my strength to draw the sword?"

As soon as he beckoned, Jiuxiao Tian instantly broke away from the control of that giant hand and was held in his hand.

The owner of the Dharma Phase's arm did not appear, but with a flick of his wrist, a breeze rolled like a river, directly engulfing the ancestor of the Bai family, and said: "A peak monk of the Ten Realms, under the guise of provoking the majesty of the temple, wantonly killed a young man who was blessed and had no mistakes, the crime is unforgivable, and he will go to the cliff with this seat to accept punishment." ”

The white-robed man glanced at the giant hand and said softly, "Did I say he could go?"

A sword light flashed, cutting off the fingers of the giant hand of the law phase, and the Bai family ancestor who rose into the air trembled his teeth and was terrified.

The voice seemed to be a little annoyed, and a majestic Haoran righteousness was stranded inside and outside the secret territory, and said angrily: "You really want to compete with this great avenue of the world?"

The man lifted his eyelids and said, "I've already done that." ”

The man snorted coldly, "If you do too much injustice, you will kill yourself, you are so self-conscious!"

Words settled.

The hole in the sky above the secret realm had already closed, and only a golden jade pendant fell lightly, which should have been turned into the tip of the finger cut off by the previous sword.

Ye Roujia took it in her hand and exclaimed, "Good thing!"

The white-robed man turned his head and said softly, "Take care of people, don't die." ”

Ye Roujia hurriedly took the jade pendant into her arms, trotted over and hugged Ye Fan in her arms, and said, "Don't worry, it's difficult to die if you want to die with me." ”

The ancestor of the Bai family put his hands behind his back and said slowly: "Without the natal immortal soldier, I am still a Three Tribulation Immortal. ”

The white-robed man was in front of him with a horizontal sword, and said indifferently: "Let's go." ”

Ye Roujia nodded, her mind moved slightly, and she sent the two of them to the inner world of the Nine Heavens Sword.

In the Nine Heavens that fell to the ground, there were bursts of thunder from time to time, which was the sound of being hit by the golden body of the Bai family ancestor, and it was even more caused by being cut down by a sword.

In less than a quarter of an hour, Ye Roujia's heart was settled, and it was a slight thought, and Jiuxiaotian returned to her hands.

The white-robed man slowly walked out of the sword, and even his shirt did not have a trace of wrinkles.

He asked, "What's his name?"

Ye Roujia thought for a while and said, "If I remember correctly, it should be called Bai Xuan, except for that sword madman and the Cui family in Zilai Prefecture, he should be the strongest." ”

He snorted, recalled the coarse cloth iron sword that had always shrouded the holy water secret realm, and said: "He has some magical powers, and the one who died is not his real body, it should be just one of his clones." ”

Ye Roujia said suddenly: "I said, it's just a clone, no wonder that old guy didn't embarrass us too much." ”