Dozens of lightning rushed towards this side, and the figure was longing, surrounding the place, looking at the bloody corpse on the ground, it was enough to see the ferocity of the sneak attacker.

"Come on, restrain it, my eldest prince hereby swears that he will capture the murderer, and swear that he will return blood for blood, and tooth for tooth!" Zeng Zichen's deep and magnetic voice resounded in this clearing, invisibly giving everyone the power to reassure, and the Praetorian Guard, who was originally a little restless, began to calm down,

Zeng Zichen's voice was very loud, spread all over the army, and also clearly reached the ears of Baili Yanfeng, but Baili Yanfeng didn't care, in his opinion, tonight was his killing feast, he had already investigated clearly, at this time, Zeng Zichen's military highest cultivation was also the innate law, although he only had the cultivation of the innate heaven and human realm, but under the cover of the fog array, there was no need to be afraid under the innate enlightenment.

As one of the most powerful hole cards of the Baili clan, the Fog Fan Array has its own uniqueness, and its array is the user himself, which is now Bailiyan Peak. And the mist can not only isolate the detection of the naked eye, but also devour the divine thoughts, which is also the reason why Baili Yanfeng firmly believes that no one can threaten him under the innate enlightenment realm, think about it, kill one person in ten steps, do not stay for a thousand miles, and return to the station, how shocking the others will be.

Baili Yanfeng's figure walked through the mist like the wind, looking for another ambush point, originally, he wanted to shoot thirty or fifty people and return, but now he changed his attention, "Tonight, I want to kill a hundred people!"

Nearly a thousand people gathered on the hill, waiting for the results of Bailiyan Peak.

In the distance, Tang Jinlong stood alone under a locust tree, his figure thin and lonely, and his ruthless cold eyes flashed fiercely. When you look closely, you can find that his cold eyes are staring straight at the place shrouded in mist, with a cold light under his eyes, and his expression is as cold as the frost of the moon.

Most people looked up at his upright figure, his delicate and beautiful facial features exuded an indescribable momentum, and the innate arrogance above the world deeply shook their hearts.

Geniuses of the same generation, they also have their arrogance, but in front of him, they have to bow their heads, because that kind of momentum is by no means comparable to them.

A young man looked calm, and jumped to Tang Jinlong's side calmly.

"Want to go?" the young man asked casually.

Tang Jinlong narrowed his eyes slightly, silent, and there were wisps of cold light overflowing from his black eyes, which was unfathomable. But he still nodded in the inquiring gaze of the young man.

Seeing this, the young man smiled with satisfaction, Tang Jinlong was rude and indifferent to other people, and the young man didn't care at all, but if anyone dared to treat him, the young man never guaranteed that he would still be alive in the next moment! As the Holy Son of the Holy Demon Pure Land, one of the three major sects of the Demon Dao, his heart was not as elegant as his appearance!

"Huh! it's kind of interesting!" Closing the jasper-gilt fan in his hand, the young man raised his eyebrows lightly, and his expression was a little strange. The slender eyes narrowed into a slit, and the corners of the lips were slightly hooked, provoking a touch of playfulness.

In the crowd, however, whispered.

"Wang Shen, do you know who he is, he can actually stand by Tang Jinlong's side!"

"Shhhh

After speaking, he looked at Xiao Yuebai again, but this time he met Xiao Yuebai's gaze, but those cold eyes looked into the depths of Wang Sheng's eyes, and he was so shocked that his soul couldn't stop trembling. Fortunately, Xiao Yuebai quickly looked away. Wang Shu hurriedly pulled his companion into the crowd.

"Holy Maiden, how many innate guards do you say that Bailiyan Peak can kill?"

Liu Yunyan's gaze turned, and the noble and extraordinary aura made it difficult to take people off his eyes.

"Mu Chen, let's go!" Liu Yunyan completely ignored him, summoned Mu Chen, and left.

Mo Yufei touched his nose, smiled indifferently, and continued to follow behind them, saying as he walked: "I underestimated him before, but in the current situation, a hundred people, it's not impossible!"

In Liu Yunyan's opinion, Mo Yufei is scheming, very good at hiding his strength, and is not an easy person to deal with. His indifference was already well known to outsiders, but Mo Yufei followed him for a few days. Regarding his own ignorance and indifference, Mo Yufei didn't care at all, and talked wildly on the side, chattering endlessly. This person, she wants to stay away, but the sect asks for it, and the saint is not free.

Mo Yufei's fascinated smile reappeared, and he kept discharging at Liu Yunyan.

Liu Yunyan raised his eyebrows, curled his lips and said, "Master Mo, I'll talk to Mu Chen about some personal matters!

"Okay, it's not too early tonight, the holy woman should rest early! I'll come to you early tomorrow morning!" Turning to look at the graceful figure, his eyes narrowed slightly, he sneered in his heart, and turned to leave.