"Hoohoo hu-"

A series of piercing screams echoed throughout the already dilapidated cavern. It was the effect of a gust of wind that broke through the air.

And at this moment, the white night is standing quietly in place. His current mentality is very simple, and it can be said that it is very different from the chaos in front of him.

At the moment, the interior of this majestic palace-like mansion is already broken, and what is still dilapidated is dilapidated. This is the effect of the supernatural power that was casually used when the white night hunted down the dried corpse before.

Although the dry corpse has developed another consciousness of its own, from a technical point of view, it is the warden's essence after all, and it has a deep connection with him.

Bai Ye's strength is naturally extremely strong, in a life-and-death fight, if he uses all his strength, he can be called "invincible at the same level", and he can even "fight beyond the ranks".

It's just that the person he chased and killed, that is, the dried corpse, its defense is still too terrifying after all.

In the time just now, Bai Ye had attacked hundreds of times, from the initial temptation to full firepower, it was fine, but this cave was in trouble.

Now looking at this cave mansion, except for the pool of green water, which has hardly received any influence, all the other places add up to be completely described by the word "incomplete".

And now, as the coolness in his heart became stronger and stronger, Bai Ye's battle intent began to slowly brew from his heart. In Bai Ye's cognition, the warden is an extremely terrifying creature.

Able to stand tall over the years and stand tall above the beings of the Soul Suppressor for a long time, making himself the sole ruler of this place of exile that is not hell more than hell...... Such a creature, Bai Ye couldn't think of any reason to belittle it.

Although it was because of witchcraft, they did it. Everyone shouts and beats evil cultivators in the world, and there are many evil cultivators in the world who have unspoken intentions. Judging from the attitude towards evil arts, the monks in this era are far less enlightened than they were during the flood and famine.

But the flood is gone.

............

At this moment, the white night is still waiting. He was naked, allowing his power to flow and grow with the combined guidance of the bloodline and the Killing Saint Desolate Heavenly Technique.

Feeling the coolness rising in my heart, Bai Ye felt a little speechless. Through the subtlety of his supernatural powers and the narration of the dry corpse, he seemed to understand what the so-called truth had.

But even if things have developed to this point, he still retains three doubts about the truth. Cultivators have walked this path a lot and have been walking for a long time...... You will find that in fact, there are too many things in this world, both real and illusory.

And often in many cases, it is impossible to understand the true side of the truth by relying on appearances alone, so even if the truth is known, it needs to be verified.

For Bai Ye, the method he chose was to fight happily...... After all, that's what he needs to really do anyway.

Regardless of what the warden was, as long as he won the final victory in the war between the two of them, then everything about the truth probably didn't matter to Hakuya.

The words of the dry corpse Bai Ye let Crispy go to identify, and more than nine percent of them are the truth, which is not deceitful. And his daughter's ability, Bai Ye believes very much.

And the dry corpse has made a big disturbance just now, and has left the coffin where it has been staying, and the warden's side should be aware of it, and should rush directly towards this forbidden place at an unimaginable speed.

As Bai Ye expected, while he was still gathering strength and waiting silently, the cave he was in had a terrifying change...... In fact, it is better to say that it is not so much an anomaly, but an anomaly.

Because what Bai Ye witnessed at this moment was that the top of the entire mansion in front of him was easily lifted, and then disappeared from Bai Ye's sight.

And with the disappearance of the heart, what Bai Ye's gaze touched was a black-robed figure standing in the air. The figure was incomparably burly, about a dozen feet high, and there was nothing to be seen in the pitch-black robe and hood.

This is the warden, and the white night is extremely familiar. After all, when he was fighting desperately in the field of life and death, this guy really gave him a loyal audience for more than ten days.

It's just that at the moment, when Bai Ye met him again, he found that the warden's entire momentum had changed. "Dark, bleak, violent...... these things were seen by the white night from the appearance he revealed.

"Chaos, rage, despair...... these things are what Bai Ye feels from the aura that emanates from him.

"Angry, mad...... Extremely calm. This is the emotion that Bai Ye felt when he faced this burly shadow, and when he looked at each other's eyes.

............

A gust of cold wind blew by, stirring the white night hair at the same time, but also stirring the threads of the warden's pitch-black robes.

At this moment, these two very different things were each fluttering in the wind. They were blown and moved by the wind, but in the gloom caused by the arrival of the warden, they all shone with their own brilliance.

White and black, two colors, at this moment, the world in the tower seems to be caught in the long night, and the world is full of their brilliance...... They are bright in their own right, but they are all shining at the same time.

"Xiu, you are indeed beyond my expectations. ”

Finally, the warden was the first to speak. He opened his huge eyes wide and stared at the white night without a trace of emotion in his eyes.

But despite the fact that his eyes were like this, Bai Ye saw a different color on his looming face through his heavy pupils, which was clearly different from the coldness in his eyes.

The colors are fanaticism and madness.

"Each other, each other. ”

Facing the enemy in front of him, who was so powerful that he didn't seem to have any hope of defeating, Bai Ye, who had always been indifferent to any enemy in the Soul Suppression Prison, showed a smile for the first time.

"Now that I'm here, allow me to ask you. ”

"Please. ”

At this moment, Bai Ye opened his mouth with a smile, and the warden actually answered Bai Ye's question with the same appearance just now. In anticipation and solemnity, Hakuya finally met his penultimate enemy.

However, they did not break out into a terrifying and shocking war like normal enemies of life and death. They just kept their quiet, and their every move was extremely abnormal, like two old friends who had not seen each other for many years, and like two polite gentlemen.

"If I had challenged you directly, would I have achieved the same results in the end?"

At this moment, Bai Ye's smile disappeared from his face, and his expression became a little serious. It was like a tireless mortal scholar, as if he was discussing some kind of scholarship that mortals cared about the most.

"What if I say yes?"

"That's my bad luck. ”

"What if I say it's not?"

"Then I should be happy. ”

"Oh, that's it. ”

............

As soon as the warden's words fell, a blood-red and slightly dim divine light suddenly appeared behind him.

It was a long scythe, the prototype of a weapon condensed by White Night using the power of the Rakshasa Dao. From the outside, it is completely modeled after the burning of love.

But in the end, it's just a god-like relationship. If it was said that it was an identical replica, it wasn't that Bai Ye couldn't do it now, he just didn't want to do it.

After all, the current burning love is Mo Yexue, and Mo Yexue's position in Bai Yexue's heart has already been laid in the flood famine. This position has never been shaken before, and no one can do it now, and it will not be in the future.

However, although it is only similar in shape, its power is satisfying to Hakuya...... In the face of Bai Ye's sudden offensive, the warden obviously didn't care.

But when the blade of the scythe slashed at his back, his black robe immediately broke a narrow gap.

A trace of dark green blood oozed from the wound, but it quickly returned to the warden's body unusually, and then the wound healed, and the blow of the white night seemed to have left a hole in the warden's body.

However, this is just a façade, and it is not.

It took less than a breath from the appearance of the blood-colored scythe to the time it left a "faint" mark of blood on the warden's burly body.

Although its appearance looks very plain, and it does not have the power of the world like those so-called peerless supernatural powers, the terrifying power it contains shocked the warden in an instant.

In these long years, the warden has not encountered so-called challengers. In the long years that he ruled the Soul Suppression Prison, the challengers he encountered were more or less counted, if not a thousand, there should be eight hundred.

But these creatures all disappointed the warden, and many of them couldn't even break through his body's instinctive defenses when they first attacked.

And without exception, the majestic vitality of these creatures has become a part of that pool of green water in the end. They are either one drop, or less than one, or ten or even dozens of drops...... In the end, however, it was just the warden's sustenance for the dried corpse.

After all, it is the power of the Rakshasa Dao, and it is the same as the power contained in the Shura Dao, which is the ultimate killing power.

Although their properties are slightly different, they are the most terrifying and untouchable taboo beings for any living being.

And as Bai Ye's comprehension of this extreme killing path gradually deepened in the midst of fighting and daily practice, his understanding of this terrifying supernatural killing technique also became more profound.

Judging from his current cognition, he himself has decided on it. That is, compared to the Shura Dao, which is suitable for dealing with pure evil things so far, the Rakshasa Dao is even more suitable for facing some powerful and masculine evil things.

After all, it represents the way of assassination, and it can be said to have originated in the darkest shadows. Compared with Shura Dao, it can perfectly interpret the sentence left by the second generation of Emperor Killing - "Killing is a technical job." ”

And the warden of the Soul Suppression Prison that Bai Ye is facing at this moment is exactly like this, through his keen perception, Bai Ye has already determined what the source of this warden's power is.

This self-proclaimed warden is no longer a Terran by now. He was an evil creature now, barely a living being, not a pure creature.

There was a rotten aura on his body that only the deceased had, but judging from the trace of blood he had just flowed out, the power contained in his blood was vast and masculine.

Faintly, Bai Ye even felt that the power of this warden could really give people the feeling of walking with the sky. Maybe it had something to do with the warden's previous experiences, or maybe it had something to do with his sorcery.

After all, he has absorbed the vitality of countless living beings, and he has lived from it for endless years, and he has continued to grow his body. In Bai Ye's opinion, now, the strength of this warden should be comparable to that of a strong man in the Mahayana period.

"You're a person who makes people feel like they're all sorted. In vain, I gave up many sleepy hours to watch you fight. ”

"But I'm still looking forward to you, I don't know, can you dance on the stage I built for you......"

At this moment, the warden looked down at the white night. His looming face was trembling slightly, and when Bai Ye looked at him, he saw a fierce light in the other party's dark eyes.

"War is over, so why don't you say more. ”

In the face of the warden's words, Bai Ye returned to his usual indifferent appearance. He stared coldly at the warden, but with a wave of his hand, another scythe manifested in his hand.

The long sickle was inky all over, sometimes revealing golden lines that were sometimes bright and sometimes dim in the white night. The quaint and desolate atmosphere, and the unique breathtaking feeling.

After the initial temptation, Bai Ye was really serious. In order to avoid unnecessary consumption, Bai Ye directly used his biggest hole cards.

This life-and-death battle between him and the warden is destined to be a tragic war. If the Warden is victorious, he will continue his reign of rebellion. And White Night, no matter what, unless he falls here this time, otherwise, he will only win.

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PS: Today's update.