Ling Yu knew that he had reached the point of dying, and in this case, he was afraid that he would not be able to return to the sky. He closed his eyes and felt his gradual aging from his skin to his five internal organs, gradually losing his vitality, and gradually drifting towards the abyss in his mind. And just when Ling Yu was already desperate, suddenly a melodious flute sound came from afar, and the flute sound seemed to be a fairy sound from the nine heavens, which could purify all crooked demons and evils. What's even more amazing is that the moment he heard the sound of the flute, Ling Yu found that the fire of life that was almost over had a hint of rekindling. The melodious sound of the flute was like a clear spring, moistening his dried dantian. His arms began to be warmed by the sound of the flute, and gradually regained a slight luster from the shriveled up, as if soaking in a clear spring made of spiritual energy. His gray hair began to turn black, his vitality began to regenerate, and his aging face and internal organs were rapidly healing, as if he was reborn.

Ling Yu opened his eyes and looked at Wu Dao beside him. He found that the wrinkles on Wu Dao's face had also begun to be smoothed out by the sound of the flute, and the turbid aura in his eyes gradually faded away, full of vitality. Even the holy weapons that were about to be shattered above Wu Dao's head repaired their cracks in the sound of the flute, and finally returned to their original state, with a flickering light.

"We, saved!" Wu Dao, who opened his eyes again, looked down at his palm, his skin was smooth, the previous folds had long since disappeared, and the holy weapon was re-incorporated into his body. Wu Dao's eyes showed the surprise of the rest of his life, and he helped Ling Yu to stand up, laughing excitedly.

Ling Yu found that not only the two of them, but other cultivators who had been deprived of the magic sound and had been pulled out of their vitality had also been cured under the sound of the flute. People have returned to their previous state from their old age, and the confinement imposed on them by the magic sound has completely disappeared, and those who have been withdrawn from them have been restored to their former state.

Ling Yu calmed down and looked in the direction where the flute came from. When he saw the man playing the flute, his eyes were filled with a little sparkle. Because he saw a person, a person who had long since disappeared into the depths of his memory, a person who was also a teacher and friend to him, and who had given him countless helps. That person is Mr. Moreover, the gentleman standing high in the air at this time was different from the gentleman Ling Yu saw later. Since Mr. left with Zhu Huang, it was like a different person. His black robe was soaked with blood, his eyes were fierce, and his killing intent was rippling. At this time, the gentleman in front of Ling Yu was the original appearance, the gentleman who floated in the sky like a fairy was white-clothed Shengxue, and his god was as rich as jade. The white frost on the temples fluttered in the wind, the black hair hung down on the back of the head, and the wind swayed lightly. His white robe hunted in the void, and the flute in his hand was made of a piece of white jade, flawless. He had a shallow smile on his face, and it was extremely warm.

At this time, Mr. was the same as when Ling Yu first saw him, if there was any difference, it might be that the crystal coffin at Mr.'s feet was gone. The gentleman stood above the nine heavens, his slender fingers lightly raised, and the beautiful notes of the Tao floated out from the jade flute. From beginning to end, there was a faint smile on Mr.'s face, unfazed and light. The melodious sound of the flute scattered from the sky, and the slightest trace dispersed the magic light, and forced the cultivator's time deprived by the magic light to force out, and returned it to everyone under the light curtain. As for Bai Luo, the gentleman didn't even look at him squarely.

"First, sir!" The moment he saw Mr., Bai Luo was completely panicked. As the ancestor of the Bai family in the imperial capital, Bai Luo had already seen Mr. and knew that the other party was the guardian of the Northern Regions, and his cultivation was extremely strong. Moreover, the other party also has a good eye for Ling Yu, and he has made things difficult for Ling Yu countless times, I am afraid that this time it will not be good. Bai Luo had heard a rumor before, saying that Mr. had followed the Huaxia Guardian Zhu Huang to leave the Huaxia Ancestral Star, so what happened to the gentleman in front of him? How could he suddenly appear in the Southern Wilderness, if Mr. knew about his apprenticeship, he would definitely not survive tomorrow.

However, Mr. Bai Luo's surprise was unimpressed, and he completely ignored Bai Luo's frightened look. I saw Mr. driving the auspicious clouds to fall near the three green mountains, his sleeves waved lightly, and the breeze rose and scattered to the green mountains. When the breeze swept to the mountain wall, the large array that was laid down by Bai Luobu gradually lost its power, and finally, those formations were smoothed by the breeze and dissipated between heaven and earth. The moment the formation pattern disappeared, the three gates of the sky also disappeared. The clouds also quickly dispersed, revealing the blue sky and white sun, and under the clouds, it seemed as if everything had returned to the way it was, and nothing had happened.

After doing all this, the gentleman finally turned his head to look at Bai Luo. He stared at Bai Luo for a long time, and finally said lightly: "You have fallen into the devil's path, worship the evil people as a teacher, even if I don't kill you, you can't escape this heavenly way." To punish evil is to promote good, and in that case, then you should stay here forever. ”

Mr.'s voice is clear and magnetic, like a clear spring on the side, refreshing and very comfortable. Although Mr. Wang's eyes were still filled with a shallow smile, the killing intent emanating from his body was like a bone cutting steel knife, which made Bai Luo extremely frightened. He knew that his husband had set himself up to kill him.

"Sir, listen to my explanation, I don't want to help Tianxuanmen annex Huang Xin Pavilion and Xuanmiao'an today, but ...... It's just a joke with them. Bai Luo swallowed fiercely and quibbled. Bai Luo knew very well in his heart that Mr.'s cultivation was like an abyss, and ten of himself was not his opponent.

"Bai Luo, you still don't understand what I want to express, if you really avenge your descendants, I have nothing to say, but you have ill intentions, and even worship demons as teachers, this matter is unforgivable. Although what you do is very hidden, if you want people to know it, you can't do it unless you do it. The gentleman shook his head and said.

Hearing Mr.'s words, Bai Luo was completely desperate. Before, he still had a trace of luck, but when Mr. mentioned his master, Bai Luo knew that he was doomed to doom today. Thinking of this, Bai Luo gradually retreated backwards, roared when his husband lowered his head and swept towards Huang Ji and the others, exerting the fastest speed in his life, and running towards the far sky. Bai Luo knew that not only did he have no way to help Shangguan Hongzhi kill Huang Ji and Yan Suyi today, but even he himself could not protect himself. Not to mention that he has just learned a little bit of the master's skin, even if he learns for another three hundred years, he will not be the opponent of the master.

Looking at Bai Luo's back, Mr. sighed lightly and said, "Originally, I just wanted to abolish your cultivation and find out the people behind you, but now it seems that you are still obsessed. In that case, there is no need for you to linger in the world any longer. Frozen for 30,000 miles!"

With Mr.'s roar, a cold air shot out from Mr.'s palm and chased towards Bai Luo. When the cold air came out of the body, a surface of ice about one zhang wide and three feet thick appeared from the place where the cold air passed. This stretch of ice stretches indefinitely, and the speed is extremely fast, reaching nearly a thousand feet in just a breath. In the eyes of the cultivators on the ground, an ice bridge appeared in the sky at this time, and this ice bridge continued to extend, pointing straight into the sky. The chalcedony on the ice bridge is illuminated by the sun, reflecting the colorful brilliance and beauty. There was no support under the ice bridge, so it was fixed on the sky out of thin air, which was very magical.

Bai Luo is a powerhouse in the Immortal Realm, although his speed is very fast, he is still no match for the speed of the ice bridge's "growth" after all. In an instant, Bai Luo was overtaken by the ice bridge. When those ice pith stained the corners of Bai Luo's clothes, they directly spread along the corners of his clothes and spread all over his body. The biting chill made the roots of Bai Luo's teeth shiver, and he wanted to use his magic to resist the pervasive cold, but found that the placket of his clothes had turned into ice crystals. Moreover, the coldness in the ice was pouring in from Bai Luo's limbs, surging towards his dantian. At this time, Bai Luo's hands and feet were cold, his joints could no longer be bent, and he completely lost consciousness.

"No!" Bai Luo roared in horror as he felt that he was about to be frozen to pieces. He wanted to struggle, but found that not only did his limbs not obey him, but even his dantian had been wrapped in ice crystals. The dantian is the most important place on the cultivator's body, and if the dantian is frozen in ice, then the cultivator will definitely disappear.

However, the gentleman apparently did not give Bai Luo any chance. When the corners of Bai Luo's clothes were frozen into ice crystals, Mr. waved his palm lightly, and an even more chilling cold air poured into Bai Luo's body from the ice bridge. In an instant, Bai Luo's skin turned an almost transparent ice blue, and his eyes stared blankly ahead, even his eyeballs were frozen. Although Bai Luo's body couldn't move and his mouth couldn't speak, he clearly felt that his internal organs had been eroded by the cold. The flow of his blood slowed down and stopped. At this time, Bai Luo has turned into crystal ice from the inside out, from the internal organs to the skin and hair. Then, the gentleman clenched his fists with his palms. Bai Luo, who was thousands of feet away, seemed to be imprisoned by the palm of the gentleman's hand, and with the movement of the gentleman, he shattered into ice ballast and fell to the ground. When Bai Luo died, a cloud of black gas drilled out from the center of Bai Luo's eyebrows and appeared in the sky.

After the black gas rushed into the sky, it transformed into the appearance of a middle-aged man. This person is about forty years old, with leopard eyes and a lion nose, and a fierce appearance. When this man transformed into the sky, black demonic qi lingered around him, looking like a generation of demon venerables, proud of the common people.

"Is that what you killed my disciple?The powerhouse of the Immortal Realm, there is still the breath of heavenly blessing, who are you?" When the man appeared, he immediately looked at Mr. and asked in a cold voice. At the level of a middle-aged man, he already has a natural sense of the strong.

"Guardian of the Northern Regions, Shui Mengchen!" Mr. said in a cold voice with the middle-aged man facing each other from a distance. Mr. knew that the man in the distance was Bai Luo's master, and Mr. had already guessed the identity of the other party. Therefore, even though he knew that the other party was an illusionary afterimage, Mr. still didn't dare to be careless.

"Guardian of the Northern Regions, I didn't expect you to really exist, this continent has long since declined, is it still worth your protection? Those ancient oaths have long been dispersed with the wind and sand, why do you stick to that ridiculous loyalty?" After learning the identity of the gentleman, the middle-aged man sneered coldly.

"It is my duty to protect this land, and it is also the commitment I adhered to in the era of the Shui family, even if Huaxia is no longer the same as before, but the persistence and determination in our blood will not change. But you, when did you become interested in Huaxia? The chess players have already begun to fight each other, do you also want to get a piece of the pie in the world? Or is your great monarch one of the chess players?" The gentleman stared at the middle-aged man's eyes and asked word by word. The gentleman knows the identity of this man, and he knows that the person behind him is not simple. In order to confirm his suspicions, the gentleman decided to get straight to the point.

"Hmm? You still know about the Great Sovereign? It seems that the news of this barren ancient star is not very closed! I know what you are worried about, yes, the three Shangguan brothers back then were indeed designed by us to bewitch, and they did stir up the turmoil of the Ten Thousand Stars through our instructions. It is rumored that the ultimate of everything is buried on the Huaxia Ancestral Star, so we also want to explore it. Moreover, now the martial arts era has begun, and the ultimate testing ground is in Huaxia Ancestral Star. So, I think something great will happen in this life!" the middle-aged man did not hide anything from his husband and said truthfully.

After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he looked at Mr., and finally shook his head lightly, and said in a cold voice: "Shui Mengchen, now I am just a remnant thought, naturally not your opponent." But don't rejoice too soon, for in the near future I will be in China, and then it will be your time of death!"

After the middle-aged man finished speaking, his figure gradually faded, and finally disappeared into the vast sky.

After the middle-aged man's thoughts dissipated, Ling Yu looked at Mr. 's slightly frowning brows and asked softly, "Sir, could it be said that he is the mastermind behind the scenes? Who is this middle-aged man? Why do I think he seems to be bound by Huaxia's chance?"

Hearing Ling Yu's inquiry, Mr. had a solemn face and sighed softly: "They were the top existences in the Star Sea from an endless time ago, we all call them, the Twelve Sovereigns!"