The four of them are in harmony, and almost all of them are strong men who stand at the pinnacle of this world, join forces to besiege it, how terrifying it is.

Anyone else, under such a siege, is certain to die.

But the Lingjiang Water God is different, and when he really starts to move, Bai Yujing really understands what a half-step Shinto is.

Every move exudes an indescribable aura.

Just like this palace, which is completely built by the power of water, under the control of the water god of Lingjiang, every part seems to be able to turn into a sharp blade for killing.

Whether it is the Taoist master, the god master or the idiot monk, they can't trap each other at all, and even when the attack is too terrifying, the Lingjiang water god can also disperse his body and turn into a stream of water, easily avoiding the deadly attack.

It's so tough!

The Lingjiang Water God has not yet recovered to the peak state of a thousand years ago, and the threat of the attack is still slightly insufficient, but in the same way, it is too difficult to threaten him.

However, Bai Yujing also has no surprises about this.

If the Lingjiang Water God was so easy to kill, the three holy places would have joined forces to eradicate this hidden danger a long time ago, how could they wait until today.

But since Bai Yujing dared to make a move, he naturally had some certainty!

"Buzz!"

The blade of the sword trembled slightly, and slashed straight through the body of the Lingjiang Water God, although the place where it was slashed had turned into a stream of water, eliminating the damage of this sword, but that touch of dead gray was not so easy to eliminate!

The Power of Death!

The Lingjiang Water God is a half-step Shinto realm, and in terms of realm, Bai Yujing is naturally far inferior, but the power of death is also almost the power of Shinto.

It is difficult for others to hurt the Lingjiang Water God, but the power of death can easily break through the defense and directly erode the soul of the Lingjiang Water God.

"Bai Yujing, are you really going to force me to kill you?"

In an instant, the Lingjiang Water God suddenly became furious, with a cold murderous intent in his eyes, staring at Bai Yujing and scolding.

"You can't keep going on like this, since you don't want to contribute...... Naturally, I was the only one who could help. ”

Shrugging his shoulders, Bai Yujing replied nonchalantly.

The god lord and the Taoist lord didn't quite understand this, but the idiot monk immediately remembered the previous conversation between Bai Yujing and the Lingjiang water god.

Bai Yujing is trying to force the Lingjiang Water God to make a choice!

Whether to attack and kill Bai Yujing at all costs, or to kill the Dao Lord or the Divine Master!

This balance must be broken!

Bai Yujing's seemingly absurd jokes before, at this moment, seem to have a new meaning.

In this battle, everyone must make a choice, and of course, they must also bear the cost of choice!

The Lingjiang water god is naturally no exception!

"You're looking for death!"

A terrifying murderous intent burst out in his eyes, and in an instant, the figure of the Lingjiang Water God suddenly disappeared, and between his breaths, a terrifying water sword stabbed out from under Bai Yujing's feet.

Compared to the previous battle between the Lingjiang Water God and others, this blow was obviously much more terrifying.

Among all of them, Bai Yujing's strength was originally the weakest one, and once the Lingjiang Water God made a full attack, Bai Yujing would not be able to resist this blow at all.

Once you are stabbed, even if you don't die, you will inevitably be severely injured.

However, just when this sword was about to fall on Bai Yujing's body, a round of Buddha light suddenly shrouded Bai Yujing's body, and although the water sword was terrifying, it could not break through the protection of the Buddha light.

"Amitabha!"

At the critical moment, the idiot monk also made a choice.

The strength of other people may be stronger than Bai Yujing, but the power of death is obviously the power that can really threaten the Lingjiang Water God!

In other words, if you want to kill the water god of Lingjiang, you can't do without Bai Yujing.

Compared with others, the mind of the idiot monk is also the purest, he just wants to kill the Lingjiang water god to resolve the Lingjiang catastrophe, and Bai Yujing has once again proved his worth, of course he will not let Bai Yujing die.

"You see, it's not that easy to kill me!"

A bright smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and Bai Yujing said with a smile.

"Just you?"

Snorted coldly, Lingjiang Water God mocked disdainfully: "I don't even have a serious sword, do you really think that with the power of death, you can threaten me?"

Bai Yujing's killing jade sword was already broken in the battle of Xuandaoguan, and today's sword is just a random search, not even a divine soldier.

The power of death did pose some threats to the Lingjiang Water God, but with Bai Yujing's current strength, it was far from being able to really threaten the other party's life.

"Just because there is no sword now does not mean that there has always been no sword...... By the time someone brings the sword, it's too late for you to regret it. Smiling slightly, Bai Yujing replied lightly.

Since you have done it, it will not be so easy to end.

Now this is just the beginning, and in the future, more masters are bound to come.

Someone comes, so naturally someone may send a sword to Bai Yujing.

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"Daozi, the people of the Heavenly Demon Sect have gone crazy, and now they are fighting with the people of the Extreme Dao Divine Court regardless of the loss!"

Rushing all the way towards Gangneung, from the initial vigilance, to now gradually relaxing, the disciples of the Xuandao Temple couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief!

Along the way, he actually encountered many masters of the Heavenly Demon Sect, but the expected battle did not happen.

Sensing their identity, those masters of the Heavenly Demon Sect naturally chose to retreat.

It is said that the Heavenly Demon Sect wants to join forces with the Great Chan Temple and the Xuandao Temple to encircle and suppress the Extreme Dao Divine Court.

It's hard to tell whether this is true or false, but just like today, the people of the Demon Sect are indeed staring at the people of the Extreme Dao Divine Court, as long as there are disciples of the Extreme Dao Divine Court, there will inevitably be a big war, and no matter how many people die, it seems that they will not hesitate to do so.

In this way, those who would have been skeptical seem to believe it for three points.

"Carving insect skills!"

Snorting coldly, Yue Fengpeng said disdainfully: "Bai Yujing also played such a small trick in a vain attempt to divide the three holy lands! ”

Outsiders don't know the inside story, and they may be misled, but as the Taoist of the Xuandao Temple, isn't it clear?

Xuandao Temple and the Heavenly Demon Sect have joined forces? What are you kidding!

In terms of killing intent, his killing intent towards Bai Yujing was even heavier than that of the Extreme Dao Divine Court, as long as he lived for a day, it would be impossible for the Xuandao Temple to show mercy to the Heavenly Demon Sect's subordinates.

But now he's happy to see it happen!

Being able to use the hands of the Heavenly Demon Sect to weaken the power of the Extreme Dao Divine Court, why not?

"There is still a hundred miles away, and it is Jiangling!Daozi, should we enter Jiangling City first?" the disciple next to him asked in a deep voice.

"Enter, of course enter!"

With a sneer, Yue Fengpeng said contemptuously: "Didn't they say that they would join forces with my Xuandao Temple, let's go to Jiangling City, and wait for them to fight with the people of the Extreme Dao Divine Court before they make a move!"

However, just as Yue Fengpeng spoke, a sneer sounded in the wind.

"What kind of thing are you, and you want to reap the benefits? Daozi has been doing it for a long time, I'm afraid you have forgotten what kind of goods you are!"

Between breaths, several figures broke through the air at the same time, blocking Yue Fengpeng's way like this.

The person at the head was carrying a butcher's knife in his hand, his eyes were a little cold, and he looked at Yue Fengpeng and these Xuandao disciples, as if he was looking at the slaughtered cattle and sheep.