"Bastard. With a stinking scolding in his mouth, Song Ming didn't free up his mouth that was scolding, he just beckoned the people behind him with his hand to follow, and then urged the scabbard under his feet to chase after Xuku and others, Song Ming just regretted it now, why did he have to ask Xukua more just now, anyway, he couldn't stop what Xukuang wanted to do, wouldn't it be good to wait and see what it would change, it was because he asked more, and let Xukuku say those inexplicable words, so that they now have more doubts to stick to their brains, and their thinking has become slow.

From the three short sentences just now, although Song Ming was not sure what all this came from, what Song Ming dared to be sure of was that if what Xukuku said was true, then what Xuku's actions were only for the good of Baicheng, but while protecting Baicheng, Xuku's was not on the same front as them, he had his own plan, and there were too many variables in what Xukuku said, and the more than forty people present, no matter who dared to make up their minds at this time, what was Xuku's purpose was, but everyone was sure that no matter what Xuku's words were true or false, it would not be a good thing for Baicheng。

If you let Bai Yu know that at this time, Xuku is controlling more than seventy Baicheng powerhouses, I really don't know how Bai Yu will feel, but even if Bai Yu's sixth sense is strong, he can't feel everything that is happening in Bai Cheng, just after the snow dragon essence blood in his body has been completely quenched, Bai Yu is still enjoying the pleasure brought by the snow dragon essence blood to the body, the feeling that the flesh has begun to evolve rapidly, as if the power in the air suddenly poured into the body, making the body without the slightest change become stronger, between the growth of pure physical strength, Bai Yu can clearly feel that his body is constantly getting stronger, and it is at a speed that even he can't believe。

Shaking the whole bottle of snow dragon essence blood in his hand, Bai Yu really couldn't imagine how he survived, it was more than two bottles of dragon blood, and he was drunk alone in two days, thinking about the pain he had suffered in the past two days, Bai Yu didn't want to stay in this ghost place for a second longer, but Bai Yu didn't know that it was because he was suffering here, and the strong man of Baicheng was kidnapped by Void Suffering, Song Ming and the others were restrained by Void Suffering, and he was able to escape a death catastrophe.

At the same time, the White City.

"The moat that spans thousands of miles, this is really not something that ordinary people can do, Bai Yu, I'm getting more and more interested in you......" The pale black Xuan Qi condensed together, forming a monster with a dragon's head and a tiger's body, and on the back of this monster, the barefoot Feng Han was standing steadily, his eyes were firmly fixed on the silver white at the end of the line of sight, in the reflection of the sun's rays, with the help of the superhuman vision of the black-level cultivation, Feng Han saw very clearly that the construction pattern of the White City, in the moat with a radius of more than 1000 li, the Baicheng covering an area of hundreds of miles was like a small island, steadily suspended in the moat, and there were no bridges and ships on the surface of the moat for thousands of miles, eliminating the possibility that low-level cultivators could enter, and the hundreds of meters high city wall turned the Baicheng into a solid iron bucketIn the face of such absolute fortifications, it is impossible for a cultivator below the purple level to enter the White City.

To be able to build such a city, not only must there be enough manpower and material resources, but also need the determination of a person in power, through the scale of the white city, Feng Han knows that the courage of this white feather is really not comparable to ordinary people.

But even so, so what, since Bai Yu dares to attack the Ethereal Peak, he should be ready to be revenged, and he should be ready to bear the anger from the Martial Emperor's powerhouse, and he should be even more prepared to die, Feng Han will not let Bai Yu go because of his talent, since he was in charge of the Ethereal Peak and became one of the most powerful and powerful people on the Shenzhou Continent, Feng Han has never been provoked like this, no matter who he is, he is all respectful, and now Bai Cheng's provocation to him is to exterminate the Ethereal Peak, which makes Feng Han acceptable。

Insults, provocations, hatred, what Bai Cheng inflicted on the Ethereal Peak, Feng Han must be doubled back, otherwise he will also lose this body cultivation in vain.

Feng Han can clearly feel that in the moat of Bai City, a powerful energy is brewing rapidly, almost within a minute or two after he arrives in Bai City, this energy will reach the state of perfection, although he doesn't know what is hiding in that moat, but Feng Han knows that the energy that can almost match his own must not mature, otherwise it will only add variables to his revenge.

After decades of hard work, today he finally came out with a black-level cultivator, Feng Han's purpose is only one, that is, to dominate Shenzhou, so that the banner of the Ethereal Peak Sect is planted in every corner of the Shenzhou Continent, and this Baicheng is the first place that Feng Han wants to conquer, Feng Han knows that if he wants to stop that energy from maturing, his time is not enough.

Between the pale black Xuan Qi drumming, the dragon-headed tiger body monster condensed by Xuan Qi at the foot of Feng Han screamed strangely, and quickly flew in the direction of Bai Cheng without the slightest shaking of his back, but in the blink of an eye, the Xuan Qi Evil Beast rushed out thousands of meters away, and in just a few breaths, the strong army led by Xuku appeared in Fenghan's sight, and under the cloudless clear sky, Xuku and the others also saw Fenghan very smoothly.

Feeling that the powerful aura was rapidly approaching Baicheng, Xukuku just had time to turn around and glance at Song Ming and the others who were flying behind him, and then turned his attention back to the fast-approaching Feng Han, when the eyes of the Xuku became solemn because of the rapid approach of the wind cold, the people who were originally standing on the magic weapon and followed closely behind the Xuku immediately raised their heads and locked their eyes on the approaching Feng Han, with a black light flashing through the pupils of the powerhouses, just in an instant, the eyes of more than seventy purple-level powerhouses all turned black, and the deep black was like the color of the evil Buddha, which made people shudder as long as they looked at it。

However, Feng Han is a master of the arts, for a group of purple-level cultivators, Feng Han will not feel any pressure, seeing the dozens of people led by Xuan Ku, Feng Han clearly feels the murderous aura from those people, it is obvious that if he does not step on the corpses of these people, he does not want to hurt the energy that is ready to go.

Although Feng Han was also very surprised to meet the old bald donkey of Xuku, but Feng Han still admired Xuku's sense of humor very much, did this old bald donkey think that only the dozens of purple-level shrimp behind him could stop him, didn't he know that some gaps in the realm could not be made up for by quantity.

Just when Feng Han was contemptuous in his heart, Void Bitter, who was hundreds of miles away, was also watching Wind Chill, capturing the energy fluctuations on Feng Han's body, and between the deep purple Xuan Qi, more than seventy purple-level powerhouses behind Void Bitter trembled at the same time, and a raging fire of sacrifice had already ignited in the sea of qi, and at this time, Feng Han had not yet discovered that he had become the target of the puppets.

Seeing more than seventy purple-level powerhouses staring at him murderously, although Feng Han was a little suspicious, why Song Ming and the others who arrived from the rear were not as bitter and hateful as them, but this group of small weaklings actually wanted to challenge the majesty of his ethereal martial emperor, which was absolutely unforgivable.

"Then let you minions taste my dragon and tiger beasts first, hahaha. A loud laugh broke out in his mouth, and Feng Han's feet suddenly hit the back of the dragon and tiger beast under his feet, and the whole body quickly rose dozens of meters high, but the Xuanqi Dragon and Tiger Beast, which was already roaring, was so lightly attacked by the wind cold, and actually rushed towards the Baicheng powerhouses led by the void bitterness, and its speed was so fast that it did not slow down a little compared to when the wind and cold were urging, and the pale black Xuan Qi condensed together and became this dragon and tiger beast, it is conceivable that if this Xuanqi beast goes crazy, what will happen to the purple-level powerhouses present.

But then, a scene that made Feng Han even more surprising appeared, the dragon and tiger beast was rushing towards the crowd, but the so-called strong people did not know to unite, but scattered in all directions, only one purple-level powerhouse rushed towards the dragon tiger beast that was flying, and the others bypassed the guy who was looking for death, and quickly chased after him, as if to let the unlucky ghost bear the power of the dragon tiger beast alone, and the others rushed up to finish him out.

"I can't help myself. With a light snort in his mouth, Feng Han did not continue to pursue after the dragon and tiger beasts, but just suspended in the distance waiting for Xuku and the others, and the Xuan Qi in his palms surged.

He had just mastered the power of the black level, and Feng Han hadn't tried how strong the power of this Martial Emperor was, and now that he was willing to die, he wouldn't mind.

Baicheng, a group of rabble, dared to unite to resist the Ethereal Peak, and even made the Ethereal Peak sect extinct, during the tenure of the old thief Bald, the old thief of the Void Bitter Peak, repeatedly did not go away with the Ethereal Peak, hindering the wind and cold from expanding the sphere of influence of the Ethereal Peak, and now the wind and cold have finally entered the realm of the Martial Emperor, this new hatred and old account is naturally impossible to talk about in the future, looking at the signature smile on the face of the Void Bitter at this time, although the wind and cold feel weird, but there is also no fear, anyway, the strength of the Martial Emperor is in his body, and the wind and cold are not afraid of what kind of wind and waves can be turned out by the people of the Void Bitter.

The fire of life is burning, for the purple-level powerhouses who are controlled, the sacrificial fire can not only make them burst out with terrifying destructive power, but before the explosion, the strength of the purple-level powerhouses will also be urged to a higher realm, although it is not enough to make their strength directly cross the grade, but whether it is in speed or strength, it also has a strong improvement.

After the speed surged, the Baicheng powerhouses who had cultivated to only the purple-level mid-grade were able to burst out with a speed that was not inferior to that of the purple-level upper-grade powerhouses, and between the magic weapons flying, the distance of hundreds of miles was only a moment, and between the purple Xuan Qi surging and tumbling, all the powerhouses rushed to the space where the wind chill was, and surrounded the wind chill in the middle.

(Zilang Literature)