At this time, the Demon Slayer Square in the Futu Temple was already empty. In the Daxiong Treasure Hall of the Futu Temple, the presiding officer of the Futu Temple and the monks of the Futu Temple are looking at a mirror.

And the mirror glowed with a faint white light, but the mirror reflected the situation in the floating tower.

The battle in the tower of the Floating Slaughter was also reflected in the mirror.

"Amitabha, I didn't expect that the eldest son of the Bai family had such a profound cultivation, it looks like this group of guys is going to suffer." A senior monk watched the burly figure being cut into nothingness by the power of Bai Shaoheng's double swords, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"Alas, these guys are immortal and immortal, only the Buddha lamp can kill them, the Buddha Lord once left a prophecy, saying that someone will come with the Buddha lamp, but there are so many practitioners, who has the Buddha lamp on their body." The abbot of the Futu Temple had a solemn face, and he said with a long sigh.

"Abbot, Hui Yuan has entered the demon, and his whereabouts are unknown when he entered the Futu Tower, do you want to clean up the portal." The angry-eyed Vajra monk on the side asked the abbot of the clear space.

"That's it, that's it, although Hui Yuan has entered the demon, but he is also willing, he has entered the Futu Tower, and he has his own life." The abbot waved his hand and said, and the monks also bowed their heads and said nothing.

"The prophecies of Buddhism are never wrong, this catastrophe is not only the power of the destruction of my Futu Temple, but it is also the transformation of my Futu Temple, and the Futu world cannot go back." An old white-bearded monk walked out slowly, and he said to the monks.

"Elder Mingchen, why did you come out, aren't you in retreat?" When the host of the clear space saw that the white-bearded old monk appeared in the Daxiong Treasure Hall, he couldn't help but ask suspiciously.

"There is such a big thing in the Futu Temple, if the old man doesn't come out again, the entire Futu Temple will be destroyed." Although the white-bearded old monk had a sense of responsibility in his eyes, his face was even more helpless and bitter.

"Elder Mingfa, the Buddha's prophecy will not be wrong, this time is a turning point. In order to suppress these demons in the Futu Realm, the Futu Temple has spent several generations of elders, and this time it can be regarded as a complete decision. There was a look of fortitude on the face of the Clearance Master, and he said to the long-bearded old monk.

"After all, they are also from the Futu realm, although they have been fighting with my Futu Temple for tens of thousands of years, alas, ......", the long-bearded old monk sighed, and he was not finished speaking.

"Elder Mingfa, this matter should be settled, even if we come to this Cangxuan Realm, but we must also be based on this Cangxuan Realm, although Xihao Tianlong Temple has some complaints about our temple, but it also acknowledges Futu Temple." The abbot of the clear space persuaded the long-bearded monk.

"You guys can do it yourself, Lao Wei just wants to have the opportunity to return to the Futu Realm, after all, this is a foreign country, and the older you get, the more you love your homeland." Elder Mingfa sighed, endless melancholy and helplessness, indescribable bitterness and vicissitudes.

Elder Mingfa came quietly, but left quietly. However, there is silence in the Daxiong Treasure Palace, who does not miss the homeland, who wants to live under the fence for a long time.

Then the Cangxuan Realm Immortal Road has been broken, and all the roads with the outer regions have been broken. Even if they want to return to the Futu Realm, they will also suffer a lot of hardships, and they will definitely sink in the vast river of time and space.

Ding Xiaoyi always had an illusion, and he felt a feeling of being watched. And this feeling is extremely strong.

After reaching the realm of sword heart and immaculateness, he was extremely sensitive to these gloomy aura. He felt that someone was watching them, but he couldn't find out who was spying on them.

For he could not feel all the breath of the watchman, not at all. Even though his sword intent is unblemished, he is extremely sensitive to the aura around him, even if it is a tiny ant passing by.

His sword intent could be easily captured, but the feeling of being watched by others became stronger and stronger.

Bai Shaoheng's face was a little ugly, and he looked at the burly figure that had re-transformed and shaped. With a move of his right hand, the two long swords turned into streamers and lingered around him.

And his biggest limit is that he can only sacrifice two swords, and one more sword will definitely encounter a backlash, because his primordial spirit and spiritual power are not enough for him to support three flying swords.

"Come here", Bai Shaoheng saw Ding Xiaoyi's relaxed appearance, and he was angry. He worked hard to fight to the death with the alien cultivators, but the other party was relaxed and comfortable.

This made him very unhappy, and he was very unhappy, so he naturally had to find a punching bag. And Ding Xiaoyi has no background, so he happens to be a good punching bag.

The others are the major clan forces in Shangzhou, and he can only vent his grievances on Ding Xiaoyi. There is another reason, that is, he has long coveted the mysterious long sword behind Ding Xiaoyi.

He felt that the level of the long sword that Ding Xiaoyi was carrying behind him must be higher than his own flying sword. If he gets the mysterious long sword behind Ding Xiaoyi, then his strength will increase again.

And he vaguely felt that the sword behind Ding Xiaoyi was absolutely extraordinary.

"You call me ......", Ding Xiaoyi was a little stunned, he pointed to his nose, and then asked very suspiciously.

Is this eldest son of the Bai family angry and spoiled his brain. Don't you understand the current truth of the great enemy, why should you still find trouble for yourself.

"Borrow your sword and use it", Bai Shaoheng said to Ding Xiaoyi in an unquestionable tone. But Ding Xiaoyi's eyes were fixed, he finally knew Bai Shaoheng's true plan, it turned out that the other party still remembered his sword.

"Why should I lend it to you?" Ding Xiaoyi was displeased, why did he lend his sword to Bai Shaoheng. Could it be that the soft persimmon is itself?

But Bai Shaoheng's face changed several times, and there was a faint killing intent in his cold eyes.

Ding Xiaoyi had already rejected him for the second time, and as the proud son of the Bai family, he was also one of the chief disciples of the Imperial Capital Sword Pavilion.

Aren't these two layers of identity enough? Feeling Bai Shaoheng's faint killing intent, Ding Xiaoyi grinned, and the other party was annoyed and angry.

And he was not afraid. Recognizing swordsmanship and sword intent, Bai Shaoheng only deserves to give him shoes. The Heavenly Mandate Realm is amazing, I don't even care about the Freedom Realm, what is the Heavenly Destiny Realm.

Ding Xiaoyi's eyes condensed slightly, and his face showed a playful look.

"Boy, don't you see that only Bai Gongzi can defeat that demon here. If you know each other, lend the sword to Bai Gongzi, and I will search for the oil of the Buddha lamp. "A master of the Jiang family was unhappy with Ding Xiaoyi's approach, he felt that Ding Xiaoyi didn't know the general situation.

"Oh, then this white prince wants to marry a daughter-in-law, can you lend it to the daughter of your Jiang family." Ding Xiaoyi rolled his eyes and retorted unceremoniously.

"You ......", the Jiang family pointed at Ding Xiaoyi but couldn't say a word. At this moment, Ding Xiaoyi does not play cards according to the routine at all, just like a market splash.

Ding Xiaoyi's face has long been refined to the realm of land immortals. followed the master in the rivers and lakes, what kind of people he hadn't seen.

A few incompetent and face-saving masters of the world clan were vulnerable in his eyes.

"This young man, since Bai Gongzi borrowed a sword from you, then he must have the confidence to defeat this demon, and I hope this young man will be successful." Another clan master clenched his fists and said to Ding Xiaoyi.

However, the faces of the other clan masters changed slightly. A casual cultivator boy without any background, why should he be so polite to him.

Although the tone of the clan master was polite, Ding Xiaoyi clearly captured the strong killing intent hidden in the eyes of the clan master.

This is a guy with a knife in his smile, more dangerous, and more hypocritical. Ding Xiaoyi touched his nose, and then said: "Can't the major forces in Shangzhou take out a weapon to take advantage of, why don't you give him your weapon." The master of the clan thought that his kind words would inevitably attract the favor of the cloth-clothed young man.

And the master of the clan was also very sure that the young man in cloth would definitely agree. Then, Ding Xiaoyi refused again, and he refused completely.

This made the face of the master of the world couldn't help but turn pale, and he suddenly felt endless humiliation surging up.

"Boy, don't toast or eat, eat and drink, I can afford to borrow a sword from you because I can afford you, otherwise don't blame me for being rude." The face of the clan master changed, and he shouted at Ding Xiaoyi with a fierce look.

"What, are you angry, you have the ability to take it yourself", Ding Xiaoyi had a cold look on his face, and he said coldly to the master of the world.