"Why not?"

The surging sword aura on the body of the Old Ancestor of the West Sea swept away the entire white robe.

The sword is not unsheathed, and the general trend has arrived.

In the sky above the entire Liuli Mountain Hall, the clouds on the dome converge one after another, and the sky is changing.

The thing that ghost cultivators fear the most is exposure to the sun.

However, Liuli Mountain has its own formation, enveloping the mountain, and the glow is converging, gathering but not dispersing.

No one saw clearly how Ye Lao Sword Immortal came out with his sword.

No one even saw if he had a sword.

This sword did not fall into the neck of a white-shirted scholar.

Nor did it fall on anyone's head.

Instead, it poked out into the sky.

This is a sword that reaches the sky.

The next moment.

In the sky above the main hall of Liuli Mountain, a whole piece of magnificent and thick dome of the hall was lifted by the sword qi.

The Liulishan formation was shattered by a sword.

The sun is shining brightly, and the sun is directly shining.

The main hall on the top of the mountain, the scene inside the skull of the huge demon beast, was exposed to broad daylight, and the extravagant wine pond meat forest, when it encountered the blue light, it was instantly distorted, and bursts of white smoke rose up, and the blood-red stream flowing in the winding water continued to explode and shatter from the inside out, and bursts of blood mist rose in the hall.

The hundreds of yin ghost cultivators sitting on the seats in the main hall did not react at the first time, until they raised their heads and saw the blazing sun hanging in the middle of the sky, and the pupils that were deep in the eye sockets were about to explode blood, all the ghost cultivators, at the same time, were like being struck by lightning, their expressions were painful, their skin was like being burned by blazing coals, covered with a layer of frost and snow-white skin, and some people threw themselves into the blood stream flowing next to the seat, which was still in deep water, the stream was boiling, and the whole body thrown into it was burned into thick ink, and the severed limbs and stumps floated in it, exuding a rich bloody atmosphere。

On the seat of the Three Tribulations and Four Tribulations, the great cultivators who transcended the Ten Realms also suffered a "heavy blow" after encountering the sun's exposure, but they were not as miserable as those "minions" under the seat, and the figures of the Four Tribulations could disperse at any time like smoke, they were just characters in the Destiny Star Realm, and it was not easy to cope with this ** day.

The three calamities were much better, but their clothes were burning, and they stood up silently, with gloomy expressions, staring at the white-robed old sword immortal of the West Sea, daring to be angry but not daring to speak.

The three generals who are under the command of Han Yue in the eastern realm, there is no clear information to investigate, but it is said that each of them is a ghost cultivator in the Xingjun realm, and if they are placed in the 100,000-mile mountains of southern Xinjiang, it is enough to open a mountain and establish a sect in terms of personal cultivation realm and killing methods alone.

The sword of the old ancestor of the West Sea pierced through the glazed hall.

also pierced this layer of heaven.

The ancestor only used the sword scabbard qi machine to shatter the bricks and tiles of the main hall, as well as the formation that shrouded the mountain, so that the blazing light was exposed, and he didn't even use the sword to kill people with the "heavenly machine".

Kill invisibly.

This killing, for the sake of heaven, does not stain cause and effect.

In fact, the body of the ghost cultivator is far from being so fragile, even if he travels in the daytime, he does not cover his face with calligraphy, and he will not be wiped out to death, but the ancestor of the West Sea stands here, all the means of ghost cultivation are out of spirit, the sunlight is like a sharp arrow falling, and the waterfall washes the seemingly beautiful but dirty atmosphere of the glass hall.

The demons in the hall danced wildly, some people held umbrellas and some took out heart goggles to block in front of them, but unfortunately they were all in vain, these ghost secret treasures were all ineffective at this moment, and they couldn't stop the blazing brilliance that cut the heart and lungs.

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The white-robed old man looked solemn and stood in the hall.

The Great Day Waterfall rushes down.

If there really is a transcendent existence in this world.

So at this moment, at this moment, he is the only "god" in this glass world.

He said there should be light, and here there was light.

The two beautiful women in the big red wedding dress, the fans in their hands melted into candle wax, along with the sleeves, the two maids had a very low posture, stumbling all the way, rolling and climbing, and came to the white-shirted scholar standing on the opposite side of the ancestor of the West Sea, the bead curtain of the big red hijab was overturned by the sword qi earlier, and the two peerless beauties raised their heads at this moment, looking at the thin scholar with a sad expression, anyone who saw it would be shaken, but it was a pity that Han Yue's face was expressionless and turned a blind eye.

The two women in the wedding dress, their faces were extremely miserable, and each stretched out a hand and gently pulled the scholar's white sleeve.

Under the exposure of the sun, the white-shirted scholar did not feel the slightest discomfort.

The sleeves are light, and even those pure sunshine are still swimming in the sleeves of the scholars, lingering.

What an incredible scene?

The world's first-class devil is not afraid of exposure at all, although the body is thin and weak, but it is immovable under the washing of the sun, like a thick Mount Tai.

Seeing this scene, several great cultivators sitting in the Three Tribulations Seat and in the mist all secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Until the ice and snow melted soon, the two women in the wedding dress could no longer pull the sleeves of the scholar's clothes, and their whole bodies turned into rich blood, and then they were evaporated by the blazing light...... The screams in the hall, the cries of horror for help, the cursing of pain, the hoarse cries, the hoarse voices burst out with all their might.

A hell on earth.

It's just that the holy light of the earth shines into the ground.

The white-shirted scholar just calmly stared at the Old Ancestor of the West Sea.

Compared to those ghost cultivators who wept bitterly, he didn't cry, didn't make trouble, didn't say a word, and most importantly, ignored it, as if all this happened had nothing to do with him, this reaction was no longer like the way he dressed up, not so much that he was a student in the world who was not stained with dust, but that he was an emotionless clay stone statue, a lifeless dead thing.

If it weren't for being slapped by the old sword immortal, then Han Yue was covered in a crystal clear color, like a high-grade lotus flower, out of the mud without staining.

The white-robed old man looked at Han Yue calmly and said, "I won't kill you, but I will let this big day hang on the top of Liuli Mountain for ten days and ten nights." ”

The white-shirted scholar was in his sleeves that no one could see, silently clenching his fists.

There was a bulge on his forehead.

Be.

If that Old Sword Immortal of the West Sea did it to himself, then he would inevitably be contaminated with cause and effect...... But that old ancestor pierced the blue sky at the top of Liuli Mountain, these blazing lights can be ignored by themselves, what should the others in Liuli Mountain do?

Liuli Mountain is his hard work, after the northern realm slashed the demon and returned, he worked hard for decades, even if it was the iron law of the Great Sui, he also acquiesced to the existence of this place!

When had he ever been so humiliated?

The white-shirted scholar's fist made a continuous and tight crunching sound of bones.

Han Yue's face turned pale, he lowered his head, his two favorite wedding dress women had turned into blood mist and evaporated, a trace of sadness flashed in the eyes of the white-shirted scholar, he closed his eyes, breathed in a low voice, and said word by word: "Mr. Ye, do you really want to kill everything and do it like this?"

"Han Yue, for the Eastern Realm, as well as Liuli Mountain, I have no intention of interfering, let alone suppressing, if you obediently bow your head and admit your mistakes from the beginning, then the people in the palace will not be affected by you. The old sword immortal said calmly: "If you do something wrong, you will be punished." Do you admit this punishment?"

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The white-shirted scholar said in a hoarse voice: "I admit it." ”

"Good. The ancestor of the West Sea still had that calm tone, and he said slowly: "Tiandu Inn, Hongshan Plateau, Yangping Waterfall, a total of three times before and after Ning Yi moved to kill him, the grass snake gray line is thousands of miles, today's account, count it on your head, do you recognize it?"

The white-shirted scholar clenched his fists, and he stared at the black-robed Ning Yi, who was standing only three feet away from him.

Ning Yi was neither happy nor sad, his eyes were clear, and he calmly stared at this angry and smiling Eastern Devil.

Ning Yi calmly comforted: "The anger hurts the body. ”

Han Yue lowered his eyebrows and smiled, loosened his fists, let out a long breath, and squeezed out a sentence from his chest.

"I also admit this account. ”

The ancestor of the West Sea said indifferently: "I only have three requirements, if you do it one by one today, then I will take Ning Yi away, and from now on, the grievances with Liuli Mountain in the east can be regarded as a write-off." ”

The three calamities and four calamities in the distance of the main hall, listening to the old gentleman's words, the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

The white-shirted scholar faintly cast his gaze here.

The woman's peach blossom is okay, she just moved the murderous intention on the bloody night of the sky, and did not put it into action, regardless of the deeds, there is no perfect person in the world, she did make a move, but it was the little girl of Ning Yi, and she had been punished once by a certain Great Sui's Nirvana...... No matter how much the old ancestor pursues it, he can't catch up with him.

But from the Tiandu Imperial City to chase Ning Yi and Pei Fu all the way, until Mr. Ghost and the strong man a hundred miles outside Yangping City, his face suddenly turned pale, and he felt that the hairs behind his back stood up, and his heart was broken...... Judging from the context of the ancestor of the West Sea, if you want to be held responsible, then the two of you really chased and killed Ning Yi, it is very likely that they will not be able to escape death.

Peach Blossom looked painful, her nails were deeply sunk into the flesh and blood of her palm, she couldn't have imagined...... The one surnamed Ning, behind him, there was a big man from the West Sea, who was even more domineering than the one in Rakshasa City, and he directly came to the door to ask for justice.

How will the gentleman choose?

If you really want to go to war, it is not impossible to abandon Liuli Mountain, with the protection of the law of the Eastern Realm Lianhua, and the Second Highness comes forward, it is unknown what the outcome of the matter will become.

Just ten breaths.

It's very short, it's also very long, so short that the fallen leaves of Liuli Mountain fall from the dome to the ground, condensing frost and snow, so long that the white-shirted scholar standing in front of the old ancestor has already thought about all the worst endings.

So Han Yue's tired voice sounded in the main hall.

"Three requirements...... Mr. Ye, please speak. ”

He has already experienced too many negotiations, and today's situation is nothing more than a life for life, the culprit who wants to kill Ning Yi, the deity is destroyed, and there is one less of the four tribulations on the eastern seat, if it is more tragic, then the peach blossom who has killed the Tiandu Inn can only be killed together...... In the face of this ancestor of the West Sea, he has nothing to lose.

He is not qualified to negotiate.

Whatever the outcome, he confessed.

Just let it all stop here.

The white-shirted scholar took a deep breath, exhausted, for the first time in decades of practice, he had such powerlessness.

The voice of the white-robed old man in the hall sounded slowly.

"The first requirement...... I want you ......"

There was a slight pause.

The white-shirted scholar heard what he hadn't thought of the most.

Ning Yi's eyes were also full of shock.

The old ancestor of the West Sea said Mu Ran: "I want you to kneel down and kowtow three times." ”

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