On Wuwei City, the pinnacle battle between the dazzling white light and the blue lightning thunder sand falcon unfolded in front of everyone's eyes. The light dissipated, and it was an old man who flew with air. White hair and long beard, white clothes and white robes, as if walking on the clouds. The clothes and the glow of the sun fluttered around him, and the endless hazy glow enveloped him like water waves, like a fairy and a saint!

The thunder flashed in the air, and every time the Qingdian Thunder Sand Falcon flapped its wings, the thunder suddenly poured out like thousands of rivers. In the earth-shattering rolling momentum, the white-robed old man is like a flat boat, which may be overturned at any time and die here.

A sound came from the clouds, and the clouds in the sky within a radius of ten miles seemed to be pulled by the old man, turning into a complete circle of Xia Qi, and the endless energy emanated from it, making the attack of the Qingdian Thunder Sand Falcon weaken and disappear.

As a high-level demon beast, the Qingdian Thunder Sand Falcon also has its own dignity, and being dissolved by the small little bit in front of it seems to make it furious. With a long roar, the feathers all over his body soared, and the roots were lined up, and the cold light and cold light floated in the middle, and the lightning and thunder flowed towards everyone present. A cold air like a substance spread around, as if forming a thunder light flying feather killing array to lock everyone in, and the cold light and thunder mangs flowed rapidly with the naked eye that were difficult to distinguish, and each cold light was the fall of a life. In Mu Hanchuan's opinion at this moment, the people of Wuwei City were almost no different from these low-level demon beasts and lambs to be slaughtered.

The white-robed old man's eyes were half-closed, his five fingers were closed, and instead of retreating, he advanced, rushing into the place where the thunder light was at its peak. The two palms slapped out one after another, first the body exuded a curling white gas, as if it was a long white snow, followed by a push of both palms, all the snow floating in the air was gathered in one place, and it was enveloped in the green lightning thunder falcon.

The Qingdian Thunder Sand Falcon was huge in the end, and it was hit by the old man in white, and he wailed in pain. The sharp roar in the air is like a ghost's roar, spreading out in all directions, like a real form, defiling people's minds. "The soldiers of the Thorn Feather Army obeyed the order and stopped the offensive! Resist with all your might!" Mu Hanchuan couldn't help but shout when he saw that something was wrong. "Shhh...... After the roar of the "Ang ......", everyone was shaken. The people present, including Mu Hanchuan, all felt the reckless sense of oppression, and the shallow cultivation of the soldiers' eyes, ears, nose and mouth were all oozing blood, and they were already stunned. So much so that Mu Hanchuan had to sacrifice the Thoughtless Broken Star Robe to protect himself and the soldiers of the Thorn Feather Army around him.

The white-robed old man did not hesitate in the face of the attack of the Qingdian Thunder Sand Falcon, changed his palm, and turned his hand to sacrifice a small treasure seal.

"Evil beast, if you don't tie your hands and catch it, this way will let you see the power of this Seven Treasure Seal!"

I saw that the treasure seal rose in the wind when he took off his hand, and compared with the huge green lightning thunder sand falcon, it was not much better. It occupies almost half of Wuwei City. The treasure seal is exquisitely clear, the spiritual power flows throughout, only to see the mountains and rivers, insects, fish, flowers and birds appear in the body.

The Qingdian Thunder Sand Falcon was not afraid, and the thunder and fire flying feathers from its wings became more and more fierce, and the storm formed contained endless power. At this moment, the green lightning thunder falcon roared violently, its body was like thunder, and it raised its head like a woodpecker. He actually pecked at the Seven Treasure Seal.

The pointed mouth of the Qingdian Thunder Sand Falcon was like a 10,000-year-old gold, and under the bell, it collided with the Seven Treasure Seal continuously, and it was difficult to solve for a while, which shocked everyone. The green lightning thunder sand falcon in the air became angrier and angrier, which couldn't help but make the demon beasts and thorn feather soldiers in Wuwei City suffer. Circles of thunder and fire are constantly emerging, and even a dry demon beast in the city can hardly bear it.

The white-robed old man's expression gradually became ugly, and he didn't know if he was shocked by the Seven Treasure Seal or because he hadn't won the Blue Lightning Thunder Sand Falcon for so long, so he couldn't hold his face. I saw that his hands kept pinching, and the huge treasure seal moved with the arm of the old man in white like his arm.

"Seven Treasures Ban!" The huge treasure seal suddenly disappeared, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a phantom and wrapped the Qingdian Thunder Sand Falcon, as if building a small world. The ease of use is dizzying, and it is a hundred times higher than the small world attainments of the sleepy old man. The Qingdian Thunder Sand Falcon tossed back and forth in the small world of the Seven Treasure Seals, and the violent impact made the Treasure Seal Phantom shake incessantly. The white-robed old man kept pinching the trick to stabilize the treasure seal, preventing the trapped Qingdian Thunder Sand Falcon from escaping. I saw that the faster the white-robed old man pinched the trick, the more condensed the treasure seal phantom became, and the less room for the Qingdian Thunder Sand Falcon to struggle.

But in a moment, the treasure seal shrank to a normal size, and the green lightning thunder sand falcon was actually the same as the mountains and rivers, insects, fish, flowers and birds appeared in the body of the seal. It is rumored that there are powerful people who can move mountains and seas, and when I see it today, I know that what I said is true.

Mu Hanchuan saw that the Qingdian Thunder Sand Falcon had been subdued by the white-robed old man, and thanked him loudly in the air: "Thank you seniors for your righteous action, I don't know who is the visitor?"

"Bai Yujing in the sky, five cities on the twelfth floor. The immortals caressed my top, and my hair was immortalized. Commander Mu doesn't have to say thank you, this way has its own fate to capture this demon, and the difficulties of Wuwei City still need to be solved by yourself......" The white-robed old man was hidden in the light in the air, the light dissipated, and the voice became farther and farther away.

"Bai Yujing in the sky, five cities on the twelfth floor. The immortals caressed my top, and my hair was immortalized. Could it be that the legend of Bai Yujing is true? Ten years of catastrophe and catastrophe have been encountered, and this time it is really difficult. Mu Hanchuan looked at the white-robed old man who was gone, and muttered to himself.

Without the coercion of the Qingdian Thunder Sand Falcon, the demon beasts in Wuwei City began to attack unscrupulously again.

Mu Hanchuan seemed to suddenly wake up, released a gathering signal into the air, and hurriedly shouted, "The soldiers of the Thorn Feather Army listen to the order, prepare the army, fight and retreat with me, and abandon Wuwei City!"

In the face of the sudden retreat order, although the soldiers of the Thorn Feather Army were puzzled, they still continued to assemble towards Muhanchuan. Wuwei City carries too many memories and blood, and there are too many people in this land who have paid for it. They may be a withered skeleton, or they may be in their twilight years, but they have to let go of this place that has been guarded for generations, and they can be alone and persistent.

Mu Hanchuan was not resentful in his heart, but the successive appearance of the Qingdian Thunder Sand Falcon and the white-robed old man, as well as the death of Bai Yujing, made him have to reconsider the departure and stay of the soldiers of the Wuwei City Thorn Feather Army.

According to legend, there is a mysterious Dharma name on the continent called Bai Yujing. Some say they are messengers who communicate with heaven and earth, and some say they are evil stars that represent calamity. As long as they are in the world, there will inevitably be a terrible calamity, or a change in the avenue of heaven and earth.

In comparison with the two, the survival of Wuwei City seems insignificant. The more difficult it is, the more he wants to preserve his strength, and Mu Hanchuan made a decision that surprised everyone.

The wheel of fate binds everyone on the continent under countless stacks and staggering.