Between the ethereal Yuqiong Mountain Towers, in front of the pavilion, there were many white-clothed immortals fighting against the shadows with difficulty......

From a distance, more demon shadows broke in in the direction of Yuntai Mountain Gate, scattering in all directions and killing in all directions......

In the courtyard of the True Disciple of Houshan, there began to be various streamers flying out to block those black shadows.

In the middle of the dojo of the Tianyun Palace, the White Immortal Master withdrew the dust to look at the mountain gate, where a powerful Heavenly Demon was eyeing him.

"Lei'er! When will Zhu Bei, Cheng Xi, Huang Hao, Bi Ze, Qing Chun, Lan Jun, and Zi Zhe come over? The White Immortal Master waved his dust and asked.

The chief disciple of Yuntai Mountain beside him withdrew his eager gaze towards the mountain gate, and turned his head to look at the seven beams of light that flew from the mountain behind him at the same time.

"Return to the Immortal Master, I'll be here immediately!"

"Hmmm! Begin, you go and bring the demon into this array. ”

"Yes!" He looked at the large array that had begun to operate under his feet, summoned the flying sword, and a white light flashed through the powerful demon that shot directly outside the gate of Yuntai Mountain......

The immortal clouds in the sky surged and slowly began to gather together, and the demonic qi began to be attracted from all directions to join it.

With the influx of demonic energy, between black and white, the lightning and lightning resounded throughout Yuntai Mountain......

Heaven and earth are silent, and there is no light.....

In the dim Tianyun Palace, the White Immortal Master sat in the only array with spiritual light, and in front of him knelt a figure wearing a blue disciple's robe.

The White Immortal Master opened his palm, and the six-colored spiritual fire appeared out of thin air, slowly floating towards the blue figure.

"Let's go~Wait for you to come back~!"

The blue figure withdrew the hand that wanted to touch the spiritual fire and bowed solemnly: "Yes!" ”

The White Immortal Master nodded with satisfaction, and waved the dust whisk to enlarge it to the point where it could be involved in the six flames in front of him.

The space flickered for a moment, and the White Immortal Master put away the shrunken dust, and the six-colored spiritual fire and the blue-colored figure in front of him had disappeared.

The White Immortal Master slowly closed his eyes, letting the frost on his body cover him, and the spiritual light under him was quietly extinguishing......

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