The brilliant golden brilliance pierced through the snow on the stone wall, and with that terrifying roar, it was reflected in the white clouds.

"My true spirit, this world. ”

Bei Shen Fengtian penetrated the obstacles of layers of ice and snow, wielded his fierce blood halberd, and soared into the sky in countless shining gold patterns, stepping on the silver chariot.

The shadow of the fierce man who was originally fighting against Ye Qingyan had already turned into a Dao black qi at this moment, and entered its body along the gap in the golden armor.

A golden-armored villain floats above the head of the Northern Underworld. Its body was covered in black sinister patterns, and it held a crystalline war halberd, which was completely a miniature version of the Northern Underworld Fengtian.

If there is really any difference between the two, it is that behind this yuan baby, there are four golden flags. At first glance, there are mysterious runes evolving into it, giving people a sense of extraordinary.

"I got such a precious demon remnant spirit, but I didn't take the initiative to absorb and refine it, and directly used it to cultivate the Yuan Infant, and I also cultivated such a four dislikes, I really don't understand what people like you think. ”

Bai Ye sneered, he waved his hand at the top of the clouds, and in the blink of an eye, countless ice condensed from his hand, and a huge icicle immediately rose from the ground, a burst of ice-blue light flashed, and at the top of the icicle, countless white ice vines evolved and turned into a rattan chair.

Bai Ye bent down and placed Ye Qingyan on the rattan chair.

"You have a good rest, and the rest of the battle can be handed over to me. He smiled indifferently, then turned around and faced the cultivators who were besieging him.

A layer of crystal ice blue barrier emerged from the icicle, enveloping Ye Qingyan, Bai Ye's heart was filled with a hint of surprise, and then he felt the ice bead in his dantian trembling slightly.

A sense of joy entered his sea of knowledge, but it was mixed with a little chagrin, perhaps because Bai Ye had divided part of the devoured power to construct this icicle rattan chair.

"Bold, today, this prince is bound to suppress you here. ”

Beiming Fengtian roared, anger burning uncontrollably in his heart, and in his eyes, the more casual the white night, the more angry he became.

Under the golden armor, broken black lines derived from his dantian parts and crawled towards all directions of his body. A desolate and desolate aura appeared all around him.

Blue electricity began to climb and flow above his armor. On top of the silver chariot, Beiming Fengtian Teng waved his halberd, and countless blue thunder rays converged towards the blade of the halberd.

This is the power of the bloodline of the Fierce Beast, which was borrowed by the Northern Darkness Fengtian at this moment, and slashed towards the white night, wanting to suppress the white night.

Bai Ye spread his hands in the sky, his left hand was full of black lines, his right hand was full of white lines, black was vertical and white was horizontal, and the battle spirit that rushed to the sky shone in the heavy pupils of Bai Ye, now, no matter how many enemies there were, no matter how strong the enemy in front of him was, he would let the other party rout.

"White Nights ............"

Ye Qingyan was silent, grandpa said that cultivation is a journey that never ends. She had become much more impetuous since she broke through the primordial infancy, until now, she suddenly realized that she was straying from her true path.

But more than these, she was more concerned about the safety of the young man in front of her. She knew that he was so strong that he could even join forces to challenge the resurrected immortals, but she wasn't sure where he could go in the face of so many enemies.

"War. Bai Ye snorted, his figure flashed, and in the blink of an eye, he collided with the Northern Darkness Fengtian who was shining with blue thunder and lightning.

In an instant, the entire sky dome was filled with blue lightning, and the black and white shadow was suppressed with the blood halberd in the hand of the Northern Darkness Fengtian. The white night soared into the air, his hands condensed his fists, and he shook the thunder method all over the sky.

"Lei Dao, the blood halberd is destroyed and killed. ”

Beiming Fengtian stepped heavily on the silver chariot under his feet, and in the face of the fist of the young man in the sky, he was also hard. The blue lightning in the sky was shining, intertwining countless blue electric beasts, frantically biting towards the white night.

A wave of anger from being threatened and provoked surged in Bai Ye's heart, and as the two hearts in his body beat more and more powerfully, at this moment, the demon blood in Bai Ye's body was completely boiling.

Fan Li is the existence of the main killing and conquest among the twelve demon gods of the Flood Desolation, at this moment, the demon blood in Bai Ye's body felt the fierce breath, and was also provoked by the other party, and the demon blood in his body evolved on its own.

Black and white runes, mixed with blood, traveled to every corner of Bai Ye's body with the beating of his heart, and Bai Ye could feel that now the power of his blood was becoming more powerful than ever.

A feeling of excitement arose spontaneously from his heart, Bai Ye swung his fist and slammed on the blood halberd of the Northern Darkness Fengtian, unexpectedly, there was nothing unusual in the White Night, but the Northern Darkness Fengtian, his face changed at first, and then his body instantly retreated.

"Impossible!"

Beiming Fengtian exclaimed, since he got this remnant blood, he had asked himself countless times if he wanted to completely absorb and refine it, and in the end, in the spirit of the difference between human and demon, he only used his power on Yuan Ying and his own combat weapons.

He knew that if he chose to devour and refine at the beginning, his spiritual veins would definitely be able to evolve, and even that would transform into half a demon clan, but that was not what he wanted.

But in the confrontation just now, he clearly felt that his Yuan Infant, his Evil Remnant Spirit, his Golden Armor, and his Evil Blood Halberd were all trembling.

That feeling is no stranger to him who grew up in the Cold Night Palace since he was a child. That's the feeling of facing a superior person, like a prey, when facing a predator at the top of the food chain.

"The fool fools himself. ”

Bai Ye snorted coldly, and the black and white demonic power rose, and at this moment, the blood all over his body was boiling, surging, as if setting off a monstrous wave in his body.

"The shaft is arrogant. ”

Bai Yihou roared angrily, and the bamboo sword in his hand burst out with an extremely cold sword aura, he had been ignored by these two for a long time, no matter how he was said to be one of the third-ranked talents on the Golden Scale List, now, he couldn't help but be angry.

Xuan Bing, condensed in the wind and snow, ice vines, vines into dragons. Under the guidance of the white-clothed Hou Shuang Swords, two ice vine dragons with a length of a hundred zhang let out a violent roar, swept through the sea of blue lightning, and suppressed the white night.

"Ink suffers death!"

Bai Ye turned his head sideways, only to see a purple giant sword, also the size of a hundred zhang, evolved from his east, held by a monk, between the changes of his magic technique, slashed towards Bai Ye, and frantically suppressed.

At the same time, in the southwest of the White Night, there were several monks who had exhausted all means and used terrifying offensive methods to suppress the White Night and wanted to kill him here.

Among them, there are attacking demon beasts, some have 3,600 swords, some have sacrificed tens of thousands of explosive talismans, and even some have hidden in the void, leaving dozens of puppets to prepare for secret operations.

"Hahahaha-"

Bai Ye laughed, his long white hair, which was like a galaxy waterfall, was blown by the wind in the sky at this moment, fluttering up, showing its elegance.

A strange brilliance rose from the edge of his body, at this moment, his demeanor was infinite, not to mention Ye Qingyan, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, even the enemies besieging him couldn't help but be attracted by his demeanor at this moment.

However, while they were still in a trance, the white night vanished. In the sky, it suddenly turned into a blood-colored field, and the scenes of countless creatures surrendering and falling appeared from the blood-colored sky one by one, evolving into strange killings.

The nine-wheeled big moon hangs high, exuding a cold glow of dead silence, giving people the feeling of looking up. The next moment, blood flashed, endless creatures wailed in the collapse of the blood cloud, and the nine wheels of the great moon fell in unison, and a terrifying sense of oppression came to the face.

"Poof—"

Some people could not withstand this level of attack and killing, vomited blood, and lost the strength to fight.

He was the master of the three thousand six hundred flying swords, but a young man stood in front of him with blood marks on his face, and around him, countless fragments, drifting in the wind, were missing.

"Uh........." The monk was speechless, only feeling that his mouthful of old blood was not wronged.

"No ..............."

Someone wailed, he exhausted all his stocks, and sacrificed tens of thousands of explosive talismans, each of which had the power to blow up the monks of the Yudan period to ashes, and he wanted to blow the white night directly into pieces.

However, after the duel, he also saw the figure of the young man, except for a few torn clothes and a few terrifying and explicit wounds, he seemed to be fine, and smiled at him.

In this way, the most speechless among them was the owner of the Baizhang Purple Sword, he was a sword cultivator and a talented refiner, but just now, before the Great Moon Blood Diagram was extinguished, he suffered a terrifying lightning strike.

Now he is unrecognizable, puffs of black smoke will come out of his mouth from time to time, his white-clothed Taoist robe has become tattered, and even his previous flowing and handsome hairstyle has become an exaggerated explosive head.

Such a change, even Bai Yihou, who was deeply frustrated, was very sympathetic to his experience at this moment. Especially Beiming Fengtian, he was already extremely sad in his heart at this moment.

He has almost exhausted his hole cards, but he still can't help the other party in the slightest, with the strength of dozens of people, it is just to seriously injure him, with his understanding of this forbidden talent in the Beifeng Frontier, this level of injury, people don't have anything to do at all.

"Hey.........

The scarlet luster flickered from the left eye of the white night. Just now, Ye Qingyan sent a message to him, telling him that these people had been busy for a long time. It's just for a few dozen drops of enlightenment true liquid on her body.

"I have a friend who is fat. Bai Ye glanced at the people who were seriously injured and fell to the ground in front of him, and a hint of cunning flashed in his eyes.

"Don't talk nonsense, if you want to kill or scrape, whatever!" someone yelled, unwilling to be defeated.

"Now, I'm going to carry forward his great legacy. Bai Ye smiled, "Give the truth liquid of enlightenment on your body, and I will hand it over to the uncle!"

"Dream!" someone roared, but he was greeted with nothing more than a kick in the crotch. However, that kick contains the power of the White Night Twelve Cultivators, even if this person survives by luck in the future, before he breaks through the merger period, most of them will be wasted.

Beiming Fengtian and Baiyi Hou only felt that it was dark in front of them, and then passed out heavily............

Far away in the sky, on a palace on the top of the cloud mountain, a fat man was fiddling with three old copper coins in his hand, however, he sneezed several times in succession.

"Who, isn't it that I'm too handsome, and there is a female cultivator who can't forget me? Yes, it must be that little girl from the Star Silence Sect. ”

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