Silver and blood-colored lines emerged from the sky, and finally condensed into a ghostly face pattern in the unwilling wail of the man in white. Slowly swirling, countless silver and blood-colored runes alternated, and dark clouds condensed in them.

"Demon God Change", Fan Lifa, the way of evolution. The obscure scriptures slowly emerged in the sea of knowledge in the white night, and the scene of Fan Li devouring all living beings and constantly transforming in the battlefield appeared again, evolving in his sea of knowledge.

Because of the physique and inheritance, every time Bai Ye enters the realm, it is extremely difficult, and the cultivation is far from being as simple as imagined.

Some people's cultivation is very smooth, even if they reach the realm of transforming into gods, it is very easy, but if they encounter a hurdle, if they can never cross it, then they are destined to have no chance with the next realm in this life.

On the path of cultivation, how many cultivators have exhausted all their longevity in the years, and finally ended up disappearing between heaven and earth.

The blood stained the man's white clothes red, and at this moment, even if it was an immortal, the white night could make it fall. Practicing together has always been a combination of risk and reward, and this is true of the white night, and the same is true of sentient beings.

This red blood with golden runes is the greatest magic medicine for the current white night, the breath that is beyond the mortal dust, the incomparably pure energy, all through the slender white fang, absorbed by the white night.

"Knock, knock, knock............" The powerful heartbeat pierced through the sky, and a strong divine light flashed above Bai Ye's body, and black and white blood flowed, impacting the obstacles in his body.

Hou Yi stood quietly with his hands in his hands, he had long expected that Bai Ye must have the means to kill this man, but what he didn't expect was that this method was so simple and rude.

A breath of silence permeated the sky, and in the dantian of the white night, a white ice bead swirled drippingly, and what the white night did not expect was that the immortal blood that he had devoured desperately was cut off by this bead.

The red Emperor Killing Pearl and Fan Li Demon Pill didn't mean to make a move, but just watched from the sidelines as the Extremely Cold Artistic Conception Pearl devoured the pure energy to strengthen their bodies.

The breath of the white night, at this moment, is climbing at an extremely fast state. The high-level of the knot, the pinnacle of the knot, the high-level of the knot, the peak of the knot.........

The black-haired young man, like the remaining monks on the ground, was witnessing the end of this amazing battle that could be called a miracle.

Bai Ye is constantly lowering his realm, and the foundation of the Tao is the true capital of cultivation. Practicing together, practicing qi, building a foundation, and forming a pill are just to pave the way for the future realm of Yuan Ying.

"Look at these stupid monks, is it worth your life for them?"

The man in white is unwilling, he has been in the long river of years and has persevered until now, he can get out of it when he sees it, he can get rid of the restrictions of the blood sacrifice method, and get out of this secret realm.

But the appearance of this young man broke everything, and all his efforts over the long years were all in vain. His vitality is passing, and his primordial spirit will soon dissipate between this heaven and earth.

Bai Ye was speechless, his eyes became extremely calm, this immortal was about to fall. But his words made Mo Qing's appearance resurface in his mind. Bai Ye raised his hand, and a bit of a sharp blade of burning love penetrated the body of the man in white.

The man in white was trembling slowly, he still didn't understand why a person who had rebuilt was so strong. He obviously only has the third step of cultivation, even if he has the Fa of his previous life, but he should not have the cultivation of his previous life, how can he show the power of his previous life.

"I ...... Bai Yuze, in the name of the immortal...... Curse you, bury your life...... Burial ...... Burial ...... Eternal Killing. The man in white said slowly, his pupils gradually becoming dilated, and countless golden divine chains became blood-red at this moment.

It emerged from within the body of the man in white, piercing the body of the white night. Countless dark green runes flowed like water from the blood-colored divine chain and entered Bai Ye's body.

It was a terrifying curse force, even under the tenacious resistance of the three forces of Fan Li, Emperor Killing, and Extreme Cold Artistic Conception in Bai Ye's body, it could only play a buffering role.

"Forget it, I should pay you back a cause and effect. Hou Yi sighed, with a hint of helplessness in his eyes. When he saw the Fan Li demon power on Bai Ye's body, he didn't want to help Bai Ye anymore.

The man in white and the white night, no matter who wins, he doesn't care. Because in the end, whoever wins will be killed by him with an arrow, but not now, just because he owes that trace of green mang.

"I ......... The ...... of the Searching Immortality is a bamboo basket...... ......The white-clothed man's body began to turn into pale golden points of light drifting away in the wind, and he took one last look at the world he had "created", with unwillingness and anger in his eyes, as well as a hint of vague relief.

A golden arrow, with a trace of green light shining on the tip of the arrow, entered Bai Ye's body. The cursed power of the dark green rune raged wildly in the body of the white night, this is a strange force, it corrodes the power of the white night, and then assimilates and erodes again, forming an endless cycle.

However, within three breaths, Bai Ye had already become extremely weak, and a withering and falling aura filled his body.

"It's over, it's over, it's black, it's black........."

The fat man's voice had a hint of crying, and he didn't do it when Bai Ye was pierced by the golden divine chain, but at this moment the fat man was really a little panicked. Because the luck of the white night turned black in his eyes, representing the black of bad luck.

He is a disciple of Tianyan Pavilion, and what he cultivates is the mysterious Qi Luck Dao. The monk's luck is all black, and in the Tianyan Pavilion, it is a big taboo, and such a monk, no matter who walks with him, will be affected.

Worse still, it could bring destruction to the world.

The crisp sound of gold and iron sounded, and Bai Ye clearly felt that there was an arrow that melted in his body. A trace of green light, evading the detection of his divine sense, lightly entered the sea of consciousness in the white night, and then disappeared into the invisible.

To Hakuya's surprise, the liquid that melted the arrow could help him ward off the torrent of dark green curses.

"Someone said she would be waiting for you in a mountain and river. The black-haired young man smiled, and with a swipe of his hand, a crack in space slowly emerged, and the brilliant black light flashed away, and his figure disappeared between the heaven and the earth.

After the terrifying curse was suppressed, Bai Ye heard Hou Yi's words, he was just puzzled, but he didn't think much about it.

The white night began to slowly fall from the sky towards the fat man and his party, and as soon as he landed, he immediately sat down cross-legged and entered a meditative state.

The man in white has disappeared and completely fallen. His fall was also accompanied by the fall of countless monks, not to mention the monks he killed by the method of blood sacrifice in the past years, in this battle alone, hundreds of thousands of monks buried him.

The faint green light of the curse rose from Bai Ye's body, and the spread of this curse had been blocked by an arrow from the Great Witch Hou Yi, and the rest had to be solved by Bai Ye himself.

Burying life, burying life. Bury the dead, bury the soul. The funeral road is the way to bury the cultivation of a lifetime. This was White Night's understanding, derived from the secret art of the mourners, the true terrible curse he had witnessed.

Although the curse technique originated from the Wu clan during the flood famine, it was inherited by the mourning clan of later generations with the best effect. In the last days of the flood and famine, as soon as the mourning technique came out, countless living beings immediately fell for it, and the mourning technique was just a curse.

The power of the dark green curse is terrifying, but there are four completely different forces in Bai Ye's body to resist together. One is the method of killing the emperor, although the Shura power is strong, but the white night is only the cultivation of the peak of the Jiedan, and the Shura power alone cannot resist it at all.

And Mo Yexue, after appearing for a while, returned to his dantian and fell into a deep sleep. Even Bai Ye himself didn't expect that Mo Yexue could actually mobilize a trace of the power left over from his previous life.

Fortunately, he still has Fan Li's demonic power and extremely cold artistic conception, and the three powers are used alternately to suppress the curse, and then use the immortal power he devours to forcibly condense with the curse, so that the two cancel each other out.

Even so, when all the immortal power in his body was exhausted, there was still a remnant of the curse power. A series of dark green prints appeared on Bai Ye's body, revealing an ominous and disillusioned aura.

Bai Ye opened his eyes, he slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity, cultivation, although it is still the peak realm of the Dan, but because of the curse, he can only use fifty percent at most, not to mention that among his curses, there is also an eternal killing effect, he doesn't know how that will cause him to change.

If it weren't for Hou Yi's arrow, he would probably have fallen here today. Fortunately, in this life, he has a burning feeling, he has ink and night snow, otherwise, in the face of the man in white, he will really fall here like Rahu.

It's just that he had just regained his perception of the outside world when he saw a terrifying scene. At some point, ten terrifying demon beasts surrounded him, not so much to surround him as to protect him.

Because he saw the fat man and others on the side of the huge Xuan Turtle Demon Beast. They were surrounding him, confronting the monks outside, and the tense atmosphere enveloped the place, and the white night could see that as long as there was a slight disturbance, this battle would follow.

"What, do you want to be in the company of the demon clan and become the mortal enemy of my human race?" a monk roared, his eyes full of unkindness.

"Shameless, whoever dares to hurt my brother today, I will let him turn to ashes. The fat man's face was gloomy, and countless white papers flew around him without wind.

"This son is the old man of my demon clan, a group of things that have forgotten the past years, and you will pay the price because of the greed in your hearts. The turtle went berserk, and a cyan snake shadow appeared on his back.