A strange halo slid down the altar on the edge of the sky, and the mountains, rivers, lakes and seas were quietly overflowing, exuding a faint purple stream.

The wordless heavenly book flew out of the tengu's violently coughing mouth.

In the Book of Heaven, Zuo Lang held a paintbrush in his hand, and slowly flew from the Book of Heaven, he looked at Bai Heren, and his black eyes showed a touch of indifference.

In Zuo Lang's hand, the brush has wings, and the purple feathers are surging wildly in the depths of the pen tip, and at this time, Zuo Lang's body also exudes this strange feather.

From a distance, the layers of purple feathers were shining with golden light, as if they were wearing a golden battle armor.

The Nirvana technique, no matter how powerful it is, with the cultivation of Zuo Lang's Fusion Realm, it is simply not enough to contend with it.

However, Zuo Lang relied on the blessing of the purple feather on his body, and he couldn't see any damage, which was suspicious.

"Oh, it's the reincarnation of the Reincarnation Escapee, no wonder even the Nirvana Dharma Corpse can't devour you!"

Bai Heren's eyebrows turned, he glanced at the purple feathers that were inexplicably circulating on Zuo Lang's body, and then reached out to the top of the head of the Tengu Dharma Corpse, and immediately felt a wonderful reincarnation fluctuation, making his fingers a little cold.

The tengu corpse was supported by the wordless heavenly book, and the abdomen that was originally surrounded by heavenly fire actually formed a layer of white feathers, and the ice was also cold.

With Bai Heren, an old monster who has lived for hundreds of years, how can he not see the clues.

"It's just a fifth-level spirit beast devouring the Sun Heavenly Dog, what's the point of worrying, even if it's a living spirit beast, I'm not afraid, let alone that it has been refined into a law corpse by you. ”

Zuo Lang smiled indifferently, the corpse collector condensed the law corpse, it was difficult to exert the peak combat power of the beast corpse, this sun-devouring tengu was condensed into a natal corpse by Bai Heren, although the physical strength was nirvana, it could only reproduce eighty percent of the power of the tengu.

If Zuo Lang is the reincarnation of the Sage, then the Sun Devouring Tengu really can't help him.

"Hahaha, the reason why you little sages re-enter reincarnation is not to comprehend the heavenly machine in order to seek immortality!

Bai Heren still laughed wildly, and did not take Zuo Lang in his eyes: "If you are still a saint cultivator now, I am still afraid of you, but you are only a cultivator of the Soul Fusion Realm, even if you have the Heavenly Book to protect your body, you are only Yunyun." ”

There are all ants below Nirvana, and the Continent of Gods has not been canonized again for a thousand years.

Those saints, big and small, in order to promote the Fa and accumulate the Fa and become immortals, can only re-enter the reincarnation of the Dharma body and soul, and seek a glimmer of life through the reincarnation of the Dharma body.

Otherwise, if the Great Realm of Divine Beings has not been canonized as a god for a thousand years, what saint can live for another thousand years? Even if they are strong in Nirvana, they will only live for 500 years, while most of the reincarnation saints will live for 800 months.

"How can a mortal fetus with the naked eye see through the holy relics! With your mere Nirvana body, how can you know the intentions of the Heavenly Dao!"

Zuo Lang held a purple pen in his hand, shrugged his shoulders and slanted his shoulders, turning the brush in his palm from time to time, and the brush that fell from the waves gave birth to a contemptuous color.

That Bai Heren, as an old generation of Nirvana powerhouses, couldn't stand Zuo Lang's sarcasm, and couldn't help but be furious, and Shen Bai's long beard was full of murderous intent: "I naturally have a way to spy on the heavens, where can I tolerate you as a corpse puppet junior to train!"

Bai Heren pointed at the void, and a blue streamer flew from under his feet, and the strange crane beside him, with blue eyes and blue eyes, red crown and bare feet, flew in the sky with purple wings.

I saw a bloody yin wind roaring out of the crane's body, and the blue yin wind was full of ice and snow coldness, carrying the crane to Zuo Lang violently.

The speed of the crane was extremely fast, and in an instant, it had already come to Zuo Lang, and a stream of cyan ice spirit blood arrows came from all directions, and the runes were swirling, quickly condensing into a blue sky blood tower, besieging Zuo Lang inside.

An invisible seeping coldness emanated from the crane's body, and all kinds of unknown strange snow waves flew into it, causing the entire blood tower to instantly form a frozen and snowy field.

"Bai Heren, you are really vicious, even your own mount has been refined into a golden body law, this is a follower who is willing to accompany you to step through the mountains and rivers, how can you bear to turn it into a killing machine?"

Zuo Lang's brows furrowed, his two starry eyes erupted with anger, and he was extremely angry when he saw the death aura on that crane.

This immortal crane has obviously been drained, ignoring Zuo Lang's anger at all, a bloody mouth, and an endless terrifying suction surging from his mouth, wanting to spit Zuo Lang directly into his stomach.

"Hahaha, kill him, I want to see those reincarnation saints, what can I do?"

Bai Heren laughed wildly, his face was extremely hideous, and he shouted coldly at the purple-winged crane.

When the Purple Winged Crane heard its master's order, it became even more ferocious and violent, and a more bloody and cold aura emanated from its mouth, containing the laws of heaven and earth, and the entire Blue Sky Blood Pagoda instantly condensed into a snow tower.

"Hmph, Bai Heren, you can't kill me, you wait to accept the merciless judgment of the Sage..."

Zuo Lang took a step back, took a deep breath, and warned Bai Heren.

However, before Zuo Lang's cruel words were finished, he felt a cold air coming from under his feet, penetrating people's souls.

At the same time, the green frost and ice and snow under his feet gathered more and more, and in an instant, it was already over his shoulders, forcing Zuo Lang to quickly pinch his fingerprints and escape into the wordless heavenly book.

"Bai Heren, as an elder powerhouse in the Nirvana Realm, if you interfere in the dispute between the juniors, you will definitely be judged and killed by the sage, you wait to eat the consequences!"

A purple air stream shot out from the wordless heavenly book, straight through the sky, and those cold and green snow in the blood tower, as soon as they touched that purple air flow, they were eroded into slag by a strange force, and turned into nothing.

Seeing this, the purple-winged immortal crane screamed, spread its wings, and swept towards the wordless heavenly book.

Snort!

Before the purple-winged crane flew within three feet of the wordless heavenly book, it was blocked by a burst of purple mist, and faintly could see that in the purple mist, there were three cold and bright eyes, like purple-blue dragon eyes, looking at the four directions.

"Yikes!"

The purple-winged crane just glanced at the three dark eyes, and immediately the cold feathers stood upside down, and the crane's body couldn't help but tremble, and the only remaining trace of thought made it subconsciously let out a hoarse chirp.

After sensing the dangerous aura, the Purple Winged Crane retreated, and in an instant, it flew out of the Blood Tower and retreated to Bai Heren's side.

"I said, you can't kill me!"

Zuo Lang raised his eyebrows and smiled indifferently, having no fear in the wordless heavenly book. However, he only dared to hide in the book of heaven, and did not dare to fly out half a step.

With the protection of the wordless book of heaven, Zuo Lang once again returned to that quiet and comfortable appearance, and he no longer scolded Bai Heren, but held a painting and smiled, watched the night stars, and quickly inscribed the stars and crane wings in front of him in his own dilapidated and yellowed drawing board that was about to fall off.

"Hmph, the kid of the Corpse Puppet Sect, when I refine the Drop Immortal, all the people here will be buried together, including you!"

Bai Heren snorted coldly, glanced at the wordless heavenly book in mid-air, and a touch of coveting color appeared on his face, but he was quickly suppressed by him.

Then, he pointed at Ling Tian, held the crystal star coffin that he had snatched from Zuo Lang's hand with both hands, and flew towards the sky.

Bang!

The starry night trembled, Bai Heren stepped into the crystal star coffin with both feet, and the sound of a copper drum sounded in the coffin, and the coffin cover of the crystal star coffin was under Bai Heren's cold kick, and he didn't know where it flew down.

I could only hear the sound of the wind, and after a burst of blue-purple bloody yin qi filled, a royal blue ball came out of the crystal star coffin.

Bang!

The ball flew down to the altar, smashing a big hole in the ground, and the green bricks of the mountain were shattered, and only after the dust and smoke had cleared could people see that it was a little boy of five or six years old.

Di Xian is really too fat, his blue eyes are full of cold light, he is covered in water skin and fat, and he is only four feet tall, and he looks like a walking blue ball.

"Who are you?

Di Xian'er just crawled out of the ground, looked at Bai Heren beside her, chirped her little chubby mouth, and asked with a childlike face.

Di Xian'er's body trembled, his fat body made him unable to see his feet when he walked, and the falling flesh on both sides was like a huge eight-clawed grinding disc, covering the land within a radius of several zhang.

It's not that every step Di Xian'er takes, there is a trembling horror on the altar, and every time Di Xian'er takes a few steps, he will leave two big footprints like iron balls on the ground.

Then, everyone must have thought that Di Xian'er was a footless monster with a human face and a ball body.

"Who am I? I'm your daddy! Come to me. ”

Bai Heren saw Di Xian'er appear, raised his right hand, and greeted.

"Daddy?"

Di Xian'er was a little unconvinced, looked up, and his keen intuition made him quickly spot Mo Caiwei's figure: "Mother, is he my father?"

Di Xian'er looked serious, looked at Mo Caiwei, and asked the bottom of the matter.

"No, it's not!"

At this time, Mo Caiwei was extremely weak, and not long after she woke up from Chu Ge's arms, she clenched her teeth and shook her head.

"Well, then how can he recognize others as sons indiscriminately, and he doesn't know the shame at all?"

Di Xian'er was a little strange, her blue eyes moved slightly, and she looked at Mo Caiwei: "Mother, my stomach hurts so much, did you adults really grow up by swallowing those pagodas?"

Because Di Xian'er swallowed the holy weapon of the Heavenly Sect and the Five Elements Pagoda, she had a heart-devouring cramping pain in her abdomen, which was unbearable, and it was difficult to use the nirvana magic power in her body.

"Silly, stupid boy, you are so stupid, how could an adult grow up with a tower swallowing?"

Mo Caiwei half coughed, smiled dismally, and beckoned to Di Xian'er: "Come, Xian'er, come to my mother's side." ”

"H-huh? I can't teleport?"

Di Xian'er responded, her mind moved, and she found that she couldn't use the power of Nirvana, her fat little mouth trembled, and she looked anxious: "Mother, I can't teleport, Mother--"

"Run!"

Mo Caiwei's face was pale, and she was also a little anxious, and called.

"Hmm!"

Di Xian answered again, and hurriedly trotted up, his body was so fat that the entire altar made a violent trembling sound.

However, before Di Xian'er had taken a few steps, she was attacked from behind by a big hand covered with runes, and Bai Heren carried Di Xian'er as light as a puppy and a wolf, and carried it directly to his side.

"Xian'er, where do you want to go, your father is here!"

Bai Heren carried Di Xian'er, reached out and took out a sword candy gourd from the Qiankun bag, and handed it to Di Xian'er.

A strange greedy light flashed across his face, and Bai Heren smiled coldly, but what he was thinking about was how to drain the soul of the drop fairy in front of him in order to step into the gate of reincarnation.