The cold wind is howling, the blood is flowing, and the shocking bright red color is once again spreading on the top of this wangyun, and the howling wind is now like the sorrow of the dead soul. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

In a pool of blood, a corpse and a head gradually stiffened and became cold.

Hundreds of miles!

No one could have imagined that one of the twelfth floor masters of this dignified Bai Yujing, a Dao Saint powerhouse who was famous in Shenzhou, would actually be one of the sword masters of the Immortal Sword.

No one even thought that this immortal sword master, who had made countless powerhouses in Shenzhou change their complexion and even saints were terrified, had now become a headless corpse on the top of this Wangyun.

What just happened?

No one knew.

The confrontation between the man in white and the hundred miles of Jinghong was a battle of swords and a decisive battle of the Great Dao.

The sword light of the blood river in the Nine Netherworlds, and the peerless sword slashed out by the cyan sword lotus, are the embodiment of the origin of the great avenue between the man in white and the hundred miles of Jinghong, so as to condense the general trend of sword intent and fight between the primordial gods, not to really turn this piece of heaven and earth into nine shadows, cut and shatter.

Although it is said that this confrontation of the primordial gods, the duel of the sword power of the Great Dao, almost has no impact on the outside world, but there is no danger in it, and there is even victory, every step is a life-and-death confrontation.

This is why, as a saint, Baili Jinghong was killed on the spot at the moment when the sword momentum was broken, and his body was in a different place, and he didn't even have time to escape.

It is also because of this that the people around the top of the clouds, who have cultivated to the strongest peak of the Heavenly Tribulation, don't know what happened at all, with their realm, they can't touch that kind of power at all, even if they can reach it, they will also be affected by the aftermath of the confrontation between the two sword forces, and they will be hit hard.

Therefore, in the eyes of everyone, the previous Baili Jinghong was about to take out the sword and attack violently, but the next moment it suddenly froze to the ground, and then a hissing sound came out of his mouth, and a terrible blood light gushed out between his neck, making the head fly up, and the blood stained the sky!

Until now, everyone didn't know what was going on, and they didn't even come back to their senses, still staring at the corpse in the pool of blood in a daze, full of astonishment, and all of them were silent.

In the dead silence of the four directions, on the top of the clouds, the wind howled, and a silver mask flew in the wind, and finally fell down and was taken into the hands of the man in white.

This mask is silver and white, not much different from the mask worn by the ordinary Immortal Sword, the only difference is that the smiling face on the mask is depicted in blood, making this outlined face so lifelike, the curve of the face that seems to be smiling but not smiling, as if it is distorted all the time, giving people an indescribable sense of horror.

Other than that, this is just an ordinary mask, which has no effect except for visual covering, let alone hiding the original aura.

Of course, the Immortal Sword does not need such a cover, especially for the Immortal Sword Master who has stepped into the realm of the Dao Saint, this mask is just a symbol of identity, nothing more.

After glancing at the mask in his hand, the man in white raised his head, and his calm gaze swept over the crowd watching the battle.

Such a gaze, although it was so calm that it did not see half of the waves, was still like a sharp sword, until the people who were still stunned suddenly woke up, and a frightened look appeared on their faces, and they lowered their heads one after another, and even bowed their bodies slightly, not daring to look at them at all.

Although they still didn't know what had just happened, the body of Baili Jinghong was really in front of them, one of the twelfth floor masters of Bai Yujing, a Dao Saint powerhouse who was famous in Shenzhou, in the blink of an eye, blood was splashed three feet, and his body was in a different place, with his own bloody facts, he proved to everyone what a terrifying existence this man in white was.

A strong man who can kill the Dao Saint in an instant, in front of such a character, what is the peak of the world, what is the powerhouse of the Heavenly Tribulation, it is like a joke.

Therefore, at this moment, everyone consciously lowered their heads, and their posture was extremely respectful, for fear that a bad one would cause this saint to misunderstand, if they also thought that they were here to besiege Ning Yuan, it would be a big trouble.

His gaze swept over the people with frightened expressions and awe-struck them, and the man in white didn't say a word, turned around and turned into a sword light, broke through the air, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"This ......!"

Seeing the direction of this sword light in the distance, the expressions of everyone present couldn't help but change, and their eyes were full of horror.

The direction in which the sword light went was the direction where Bai Yujing was.

What did this person do in Bai Yujing?

Everyone didn't know, but the corpse that looked at the top of the clouds for hundreds of miles seemed to tell them the answer.

Baili Jinghong, one of the twelfth floor masters of Bai Yujing, and the immortal sword master of this immortal sword, what does this mean, there is no need to say more, right?

"This person went to Bai Yujing, he wouldn't be using this matter to attack Bai Yujing, right?"

"I have long heard that Bai Yujing is related to the Immortal Sword, but I never thought that this was the case. ”

"This person's strength is terrifying, even a hundred miles of Jinghong is not an enemy, he goes to Bai Yujing, I am afraid that it will provoke another big war, and it will be ......!"

"Hurry back to Bai Yujing!"

In an instant, everyone's eyes froze, and they didn't dare to stay any longer, so they turned into lights and rushed to Bai Yujing.

After a while, Wangyun Peak, which was still the focus of all parties, returned to its previous coldness, and everyone watching the battle rushed back to Bai Yujing, and no one stayed here anymore, not even Ning Yuan was concerned.

This is also a matter of course, in this Shenzhou, the saint is the real powerhouse, the key to leading the overall situation of this Shenzhou and leading the world.

Now, a mysterious and unpredictable saint appeared, and after killing a hundred miles in an instant, he went to Bai Yujing in person, and it seemed that another big war would break out.

The battle of the saints also involved the battle between Bai Yujing's Immortal Sword and the Nine Emperors of Confucianism, in such a situation, who has the leisure to pay attention to Ning Yuan.

At this moment, everyone just wants to know, whether the man in white really wants to kiss Bai Yujing, if it is true, then at that time, Bai Yujing will be about the death of Baili Jinghong, or his identity as the immortal sword master, what kind of attitude will this Yunhai Immortal City have to deal with, and what kind of attitude will Confucianism show towards this matter?

All of these may cause changes in the pattern of Shenzhou, compared to this, what is a Ning Yuan?

Therefore, in just a moment, the people watching the battle around Wangyun Peak were scattered, and they returned to the cold and calm Lonely Peak in the past, Ning Yuan, who was looking at everyone leaving, shook his head, and secretly sighed in his heart, these people are really realistic.

Fang Cai Ning Yuan used the battle soul clone, carrying the power of the hero card, showing the power of the peerless sword immortal, and slashed the hundred miles in an instant, such a result was really immediate, and it shocked the ten directions.

With the influence and deterrence of this battle, even if it is the Jiang clan, Bai Yujing, the four great divine sects and other peak inheritances and want to attack Ning Yuan, then they must think about it carefully, after all, a strong man who can kill the Dao Saint in an instant is not provoked by anyone, even if it is this Yunhai Immortal City, the Holy Emperor Family, they must also think about what the consequences of being retaliated against by such a strong person are.

With this battle, Ning Yuan will be able to walk in this Shenzhou in the future, and he will be able to avoid a lot of trouble, at the very least, no one will come to provoke him if he is fine.

But is that enough?

The death of a hundred miles of shocking Hong can indeed make Bai Yujing, the Jiang clan and the four great divine sects have some scruples, but it is only a few scruples.

This deterrence, I want to ensure that I can sleep at ease in the future, as stable as Mount Tai, it is simply unrealistic, a hundred miles of shock, where can I have such qualifications?

So......

Looking up into the distance, looking at Bai Yujing looming in the sea of clouds, Ning Yuan smiled and muttered, "It's rare once, you should have fun." ”

Between the words, Ning Yuan suddenly saw a red flowing fire light bloom in his hand, and a Vermilion Bird spread its wings out, converging the flame light, and condensed into a different mask.

The mask is red from top to bottom, embellished with gold glaze, resembling a vermilion bird, with wings spread, and a red streamer around the body seems to be moving, showing the meaning of divine dignity.

The Vermilion Bird appeared, and suddenly the wind roared angrily, and in the next moment, a red streamer came out with the wind, looking at the top of the clouds, Ning Yuan's figure was no longer visible.

......

Bai Yujing, in Ji Yao's Immortal Palace, the battle for Qingyun has reached its climax, and nine heroes stand out, and they are competing for the top spot in Qingyun at the moment.

In the ring, the young man competed for the competition, and it was wonderful.

Under the ring, the inheritors of all parties in Shenzhou pushed the cup and changed the lamp, and the atmosphere was warm.

Even at the upper seat, the emperor Jiang Yao and the saints, the lords of the inheritance, and the invited parties came, all of them were all smiling, immersed in this immortal event.

Such a warm atmosphere is not as subtle and strange as Fang Cai, and everyone can also see that since receiving the news that Ning Yuan has left Bai Yujing, whether it is the emperor who is forced to smile and absent-minded, or the Taiyi Shenzi who is angry and hateful, they have all changed their previous attitude and become interested.

What is the reason for this, everyone present is clear in their hearts, but no one will mention it so uninterestingly, even the saints are tacit, and simply focus on this Qingyun dispute, to see if there are outstanding people in this generation.

And at this moment, in the ring, the battle has reached a critical point, and one person has a faint advantage, and he is about to win.

Seeing this, Taiyi Shenzi smiled and said to Jiang Yao: "That Ling Jue is really worthy of being a talent under the emperor's daughter, Ji Kong is indeed not an opponent, Taiyi admits defeat and punishes himself with three cups." ”

Jiang Yao smiled softly and said, "The Divine Son is polite, these three cups should be drunk by Jiang Yao and the Divine Son." ”

Between the words, Jiang Yao raised her wine glass, and she didn't do the girl's twisting posture, she was about to drink it all.

However, at this time, outside Ji Yao's Palace, I suddenly heard the sound of poetry far away.

"Bai Yujing in the sky, five cities on the twelfth floor. ”

"The immortals caressed my top, and my hair was immortalized. ”

In the midst of the poem, he saw a silver mask, flying in the wind, and a smiling face on his face, like blood scarlet, shocking!

PS: The state is really bad.,It took four hours to write a chapter.,There's a more.,I don't want to force a bunch of garbage to write.,So owe it first.,It's okay to make it up tomorrow.。