"Everyone present is not enough, even if it is a catastrophe, it is the same, and it is destined to be crushed by him. If you want to kill him, just do it. Any killing move can be used. ”

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This was what the monks had learned from the young man's words. And it was precisely these words that made the endless terrifying killing machine lock the young man who had just woken up from his coma in an instant.

It was born of the wrath of dozens of Raider Monks, terrifying, cold and bound with a terrible desire to destroy. And when countless common forces locked the white night together, Rao is white night was also a little unbearable.

At this moment, although he had just woken up, his injuries had already healed for the most part, and at this moment, in the face of that killing machine, he had a sense of powerlessness that he had more than enough strength to spare. It's a pity that this is a gap in the realm of cultivation, and at this moment he has not recovered from his serious injury, and it is very difficult to fight.

But fortunately, Bai Ye is just more difficult to fight, and with his temperament, such difficulties are not called difficulties. At this moment, if this terrible oppressive force is likened to a gust of wind that can destroy all beautiful trees, then the white night is a small sapling like a weed.

Know how to forbear, persevere, and live to die...... These are the essence of the weed, and it is also his essence. It was nothing more than the anger of a few dozen raiders, and it was nothing to him.

At this moment, sweat slipped quietly down his forehead, wetting the hem of his clothes and soaking through the torn clothes on his back. His face was pale, almost like a dying man.

But even so, he still looked indifferent, as light as ever. This is the path he chooses to practice, to walk on the edge of life and death, to experience, to experience, to repeat the feeling of dancing on the edge of death.

Provoking a monk to rob the monk, in the eyes of the common sense of the cultivation world at any time, is no different from looking for death. And Bai Ye, after experiencing a tragic battle of life and death, directly provoked a group.

In the past years, such a thing was rare, and it can even be said that almost no one could do it. Of course, even if there really were a madman-like figure who wanted to make it, it would have to happen to be in time for a group of Monk Crossing Monks to gather together.

But judging from the current situation, it seems that only Bai Ye has done it. From this point of view alone, he has a very special luck to gather "the right time, the right place, and the right people." ”

Of course, this kind of luck has nothing to do with the faint green glow on his body. Every time, as long as it emerges from the body of White Night, it means that what happens next must not be a good thing.

And at this moment, its source, the curse seal that was deeply engraved in the body of the white night, was emitting an incomparably fiery light. If the strength of that light is said to be strong, I'm afraid it can only be compared to the experience of the Light Monster Sect's teleportation array.

And what made Bai Ye feel a slight headache was that there was more than just this kind of curse mark on his body at this moment. At the position of his shoulder, there were still pale and dazzling light streaks, which were the seal of the heavens, belonging to the Thunderstorm Royal Court.

And the appearance of this careful curse mark also gave a few more pairs of vicious and vicious eyes to the crowd of the monks who had crossed the robbery. Obviously, the monks who have completely killed Bai Ye are no longer less than half of all the monks who have crossed the catastrophe.

And with the sudden changes that took place on Bai Ye's body, the entire crumbling small world of the heavenly dome also began to change uniquely.

And this time the anomaly made the dozens of unreasonable monks on the opposite side even more frightened than the party Bai Ye.

There are seven steps on the path of cultivation, and if you ask one of the things that monks in this realm are most afraid of, it must be the Thunder Tribulation. And now, in the shattered sky of this small world, there are dark and dim clouds sweeping over.

They're scary, they're pitch black, they're bleak...... But they were wrapped in wisps of glittering white. The white mangs were like a long snake that swayed through the dark clouds formed by the gathering of clouds.

And this situation and this scene are all telling these monks that the thunder tribulation is coming. For these people, this is an extremely familiar feeling, just as the passage of time is irreversible, and the baptism of thunder tribulation is also a compulsory lesson for monks in the tribulation period.

And countless experiences have made them invisibly imprint traces in that seemingly indestructible Dao heart. The traces were deep, and they had been cleverly hidden, sometimes unnoticed by the monks.

But what this trace means to these monks is different, and most of the time, it can represent an emotion, which can be fear, bravery, or calmness.

But obviously, in such an era, most of the traces engraved in the hearts of these humanes in front of Bai Ye's eyes represent their fear.

At this moment, although there are thunderclouds surging in this small world, it is still in the making, and the thunderstorm that has not yet erupted is obviously aimed at him. But even so, without knowing it, these monks will be cranky.

They were thinking wildly, and they were wondering if the coming of this thunderstorm would have a lot to do with their frequent gathering and excavation.

After all, in the usual practice of monks of their realm, it has become the norm to find a quiet and safe place to hide, and then come out to survive the thunder tribulation with certainty. To put it simply, it has become a habit for them to be fully prepared before crossing the catastrophe.

And such a habit obviously won't win them much good, as they are now facing a strange thunderstorm brewing. But such a sudden change made them stop their movements and leave behind the siege of Bai Ye and Hyuna.

And the reason why they do this is obviously related to such habits. As everyone knows, Bai Ye couldn't help but smile when he saw the scene in front of him. He laughed not because he was glad he had gotten a little respite, but because he was laughing and mocking.

He ridiculed this sad age, and he ridiculed the monks who were born in this age...... If he were asked to use one word to describe these so-called top cultivators in the cultivation world in front of him, the supreme powerhouses of the "ceiling combat power", then the words he could think of might only be stupid.

He was a man of the previous era, cultivating for the flood wilderness. The endless years passed quietly, and he continued to walk on his own path, and after he had walked all the way, Bai Ye suddenly thought of one thing just now.

This thing is that that era, everything that belonged to that era, has gone like a meteor in the day, never to return. In the past, there were also such battles as today, and there were also such strong animals as today, and even worse.

But the monks of that era had qualities different from those of this era. The dedication of the monks to the Tao and the great wisdom they have become in the past...... All of this has finally disappeared into history.

And those things have been completely eliminated, even if they have been reduced to history, they have not been remembered by others. That era, the era when the Lingshan World Venerable was holding flowers, and the only one among the Venerables laughed, has completely passed.

Compared with the legendary and epic years, in the current world, the various ways of acting of the monks seen in the white night and their so-called dedication to the Tao can be described by the word ridiculous.

Thinking of this, the desolation that lingered in Bai Ye's heart couldn't help but be more than before. At this moment, Bai Ye even remembered the world he had just taken away from Bai Crispy in a coma.

He remembered the fog and desolation, the river and the bridge over it, and the strange woman surnamed Meng...... That kind of situation may be the truest portrayal of the spiritual path of the current era.

And at this moment, Bai Ye's thoughts were cut off by an angry speech, and his heavy pupils regained their former brilliance, only to see one after another Dharma bodies emerge in this world, and countless runes are flying, revealing their supreme divine power.

"You fellow Daoists can rest assured that this thunder is descended by the will of the heavens enshrined in my royal court, and it is to kill this demon clan and inadvertently injure all Daoists. ”

"That is, today we are doing the way of heaven and destroying demons, how can we provoke the wrath of heaven?"

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And while the talk was coming and going, none of these monks stopped their actions of casting spells and evolving supernatural powers, but in a moment's time, a frenzy of supernatural powers full of all kinds of spells appeared in this small world.

Accompanied by the collapse of space, they bring the breath of death to the white night, and Hyuna who will protect the white night until death. However, just when the unstoppable and infinitely ferocious frenzy was about to devour the dark blue dragon shadow, it was a sudden mutation.

At this moment, if those methods are compared to the terrifying waves that destroy everything in this small world, then the changes it has undergone are tantamount to experiencing a sea of dry rocks, and finally ending up in a sea of vicissitudes.

I saw that in this heavenly firmament, after a flash of silver light appeared, the countless magical spells were easily distorted in mid-air, as if they were affected by some strange force, and the frenzy turned into a huge whirlpool, vast and endless.

And when these monks saw this, their eyes were about to fall. For what they saw through the vortex was an illusory shadow of pale silver.

The figure was a woman, and at that moment she stood with flowers in her hand, silent and smiling, as if the avenue had descended. And this feeling is as if the road to becoming an immortal that has been cut off has suddenly been picked up again............

PS: Update? (⊙o⊙*)?