Sure enough, a white figure slipped from the sky and fell into the crowd in an instant. The person who came was dressed in a white robe, wrapped in a black scarf on his head, and wore a curtain hat, a masked black veil, and eight red flames embroidered on his chest, who was the Manichaean lord of the netherworld.

The Lord of the Netherworld came quietly, not looking at Wei Qimu, nor at the Qinglong and White Tiger, but at He Lu. He Yan met his gaze, and with a "long time", he also pulled out the "Dust Breaking Sword" behind his back, facing the Lord of the Netherworld. As soon as the "Dust Breaking Sword" came out, it suddenly shone brightly and dazzling.

The Lord of the Netherworld is one of the two major Masters of Manichaeism, and his status and martial arts are second only to the Sect Master Fang Jie, and he is not under the Lord of the Yang Realm. The Lord of the Netherworld confronted He Lu, but he was not in a hurry to make a move. Zu Liang and Fang Thirteen saw that the Manichaean Netherworld Lord had arrived, and they didn't dare to delay any longer, so they both moved at the moment, one to take Chen Xuan and the other to take Lu Yan. The speed of Zu Liang's swordsmanship and the essence of Fang Thirteen's boxing skills made it difficult for Chen Xuan and Lu Yan to deal with. Chen Xuan and Lu Yan didn't dare to slack off, so they had to leave Wei Qimu behind and meet the two masters of the Hundred Families League.

Wei Qimu got the help of Zuliang and Fang Thirteen, like shoulders unloading two mountains, at this time there was a gap, and he repelled Luo with one palm. Wei Qimu was uncontrollable at this time, and the trapped beasts in the mountains, like birds of prey out of the cage, stood up and ran straight to the Chen family's people - they killed people when they saw them.

Chen Xuan couldn't get out of his body for a while, and when he saw Wei Qimu killing, the Chen family was in danger of exhaustion, and urgently called: "Uncle Chen!"

As soon as the words fell, a footprint broke through the void, and an old man appeared in the sky, standing in mid-air. This old man was sixty or seventy years old, with white hair and white beard, and he was old, wearing a dull white robe, with his back bent and a snake-headed wooden crutch. With the appearance of Uncle Chen, more than 100 young men broke out of the sky. The men were all dressed in white, each holding a white rope in their hands, and their faces and arms were painted with messy and intricate dragon scale patterns.

Chen Bo raised the snake's head and pointed at Wei Qimu, and said indifferently: "Jiaowei, kill this person." ”

The more than 100 people known as "Jiaowei" listened to Chen Bo's order, and they all let out a roar, which shook in all directions, and then Bai Suo trembled, like more than 100 white snakes moving, weaving a huge white net in mid-air, covering Wei Qimu. Wei Qimu saw the white ropes falling all over the sky, and immediately felt cold in his palms, freezing all the white ropes in the air. He was about to slap the guards, but he saw that the more than 100 people disappeared out of thin air, and even the many white ropes that were frozen were nowhere to be seen.

It turned out that this group of Jiaowei was not an ordinary house slave, but a mysterious force that Chen Jiabao had spent more than 20 years carefully cultivating. There are a total of one hundred and eight Jiaowei, headed by Uncle Chen, lurking in the inner castle of the Chen family, each Jiaowei has been imprinted with a formation map since birth, with his own flesh and blood as the formation, people and the formation are born and grow together, together it is a unique array that can hide their whereabouts and isolate the breath - a large array of concealment across the sky and the sea.

Wei Qimu was shocked but not confused, he first saw these people appear out of thin air as if they had stepped through the void, and now they disappeared out of thin air, so he guessed that there was a hidden formation around them. He didn't ask Junping about his formation attainments, nor did he have the intention of breaking the formation to find the traces of Jiaowei, he only tried his best to exert the eighth realm of "Ruoshui Dao", between vertical and horizontal, and his palm power shrouded a radius of several zhang. Wei Qimu slapped one palm after another, and slapped dozens of palms, but still didn't stop.

The guards were forced by the power of their palms and did not dare to show up for a while. However, Wei Qimu's palm power has accumulated dozens of times, and the air is already extremely cold, although all the Jiaowei have profound internal strength and extraordinary endurance, after all, one of them can't help but shiver. As soon as the strength of this Jiaowei was dispersed, the formation fluctuated, revealing its tracks. Wei Qimu looked at the truth, flew over early, and froze it into an iceman with one palm. Killing a Jiaowei, hiding from the sky and crossing the sea to hide the big array fluctuated violently, and every time it fluctuated, a Jiaowei was revealed, and he was killed by Wei Qimu one by one. Although these Jiaowei were all good martial artists, where were Wei Qimu's opponents? In just a quarter of an hour, they were slaughtered by Wei Qimu and turned into icemen.

Chen Xuan saw that Jiaowei was dead, and his heart was full of grief. This group of Jiaowei is a big reliance of Chen Jiabao, retreating to defend the isolated island, entering can attack the world, but now he has been killed and slaughtered by Wei Qimu alone, how can he not be in pain? Chen Xuan wanted to stop Wei Qimu, but he couldn't pass a fast sword in Zu Liang's hand.

As soon as Jiaowei died, the formation was also destroyed. Uncle Chen, who was in the eye of the formation, had nothing to hide, he was shocked and angry, and raised his snake-headed cane to fight Wei Qimu. The crutches were connected, Chen Bo was old and weak, but after a dozen moves, he couldn't bear the cold air in Wei Qimu's palm, so he had to make a move "snake shadow staggered", limp and flee out. Wei Qimu was killing up, so he naturally refused to let go of Uncle Chen, so he chased after him.

Wei Qimu chased straight to the bottom of a low mountain, and saw that Chen Bo had no way to retreat, so he slapped it with one palm without saying a word. Seeing this, Uncle Chen's face was not afraid, but became hideous. Beneath this hideousness, there is also a hint of mockery. He didn't dodge Wei Qimu's flying palm, but reflexively groped on the low mountain, found a stone hub, and smiled sadly.

When Wei Qimu came out of his palm, there was a hidden uneasiness in his heart, and now when he heard this sad laughter, his heart was even more confused. But he was ready to fly, and he didn't have time to think about it, so he slapped a palm on Chen Bo's back and froze him into an iceman. Although Uncle Chen is dead, the hub on the low mountain has moved. As the pivot turned, I saw the mountains shake and move, and then the wind and clouds changed, and there were lightning and thunder, and suddenly there was a shower. As soon as the rain showered, there was a huge dragon groan, which seemed to be in the wilderness and underground.

The dragon is endless, and the wind and rain are endless.

At this moment, a blue thunderbolt suddenly appeared in the sky, smashed down, and landed on the low mountain. The low mountain cracked in response, but a large well was revealed from it. The reason why it is said to be a large well is because the mouth of the well is three feet wide. There are stone beds on all sides of the wellhead of this big well, and the boulders are seven or eight feet high, and one of them is written with three quaint seal characters of "trapped Jiaojing".

Wei Qimu looked fixedly, but saw the ripples on the wellhead, and he couldn't see the reality in the well, as if there was a formation seal. On the side of the big well, there is also a huge monument, on which is written a sentence: "If the Chen family has a catastrophe, open this well to protect the bloodline." ”

Under this stone tablet, there is also a man sitting. The man was a man with a mantle of hair, about fifty years of age. Long eyebrows and long beard, with a withered state; thin body and thin face, showing a haggard face. He was dressed in mottled white, covered with dust, and when he was washed by the rain, he rolled down a stream of delicate mud. His eyes were slightly closed, and under the wind and rain, he was still sitting cross-legged under the stone tablet like an old monk.

Wei Qimu's eyes swept over, and when he couldn't tell whether the person was alive or dead, the man slowly opened his eyes and looked at Wei Qimu. I saw that his eyes were red and yellow, cloudy, and his face was calm and waveless, and he slowly spoke: "Is the destruction of the Chen family because of you?"

Wei Qimu raised his eyebrows slightly, and said coldly: "Not bad." ”

When the man heard this, he was not annoyed or hated, but sighed: "You shouldn't mess with the Chen family." ”

Wei Qimu didn't care, but asked, "Who are you?"

The man replied: "I am the caretaker of the Chen family, and my clan name is Chen Yang. Since he was ten years old, he has been sent by the clan to guard this well, and it has been forty years now, and it is the first time that anyone has come in. ”

Wei Qimu was slightly surprised in his heart, but he didn't have time to sigh, and said: "You are not only a member of the Chen family, but also damned." ”

Chen Yang didn't move, his face was as usual, he just shook his head slightly. Wei Qimu saw that this person looked down on himself like this, and he didn't feel angry, so he slapped it with his palm. Chen Yang did not dodge or dodge, but pinched the magic trick in his hand and muttered a spell. I saw that the stone tablet behind him shattered, and the ground under him also cracked, and it was bottomless. In an instant, the wellhead was flooded with glow, and then a cumbersome dragon-shaped formation floated from the wellhead. Although the array was cumbersome, it opened up with it. As soon as the formation map opened, the sound of the dragon's groan was loud.

When the formation dispersed, the wellhead suddenly opened. As soon as the mouth of the well opened, a huge suction force emerged from it. Before Wei Qimu arrived, he was hindered by this huge suction, and Rao was deeply internal, and he couldn't help but be slowly sucked towards the wellhead by this suction. Wei Qimu didn't care about killing Chen Yang, so he had to float back a few feet to avoid the suction in the well.

At that moment, a radiant white flame erupted from the well, and the entire night sky lit up. Then the sound of the dragon's groan was like rolling thunder, and a huge thing broke out of the well--it was actually a white dragon! I saw that the white dragon was ten feet long, several feet thick, with long whiskers and bald horns, baring fangs and dancing claws, and the whole body was white, and the scales were shining, and it was already a bit of a dragon elephant.

The white Jiao soared straight into the sky, and it was about to soar to 90,000 miles, but a huge thunder net appeared out of thin air, blocking Bai Jiao's way. The white Jiao moved in the air, but it still couldn't break through the thunder net, so it had to circle around, and then plunged into the well again and again.

Linjia Villa has a golden warbler's mouth, and Chenjiabao has a white dragon.

It is unknown how Chen Jiabao got such a white dragon and how he trapped it in this big well. But since the existence of this white dragon, for hundreds of years, every other Jiazi of the Chen family, a clansman has hidden next to the sleepy Jiaojing to watch the Jiaoren.

There are two formations laid by the ancestors of the Chen family in the trapped Jiaojing, one is the "Panlong Mantra", which is sealed at the mouth of the well, if there is no trick to see the Jiaoren, all things cannot enter and exit;

The Jiao people must be the flesh and blood of the Chen family, connect their own bloodline with Bai Jiao, and then use the power of the Chen family's ancestor formation to suppress Bai Jiao. This Chen Yang is Chen Xuan's younger brother, not only talented, but also extraordinary, and he is the watchman of Chen Jiabao's generation.

When Wei Qimu saw that such an ancient beast was more fierce than the Mojia Organ Beast, he couldn't help but feel cowardly, and sighed: "Wouldn't this white Jiao have to go along the river into the sea and turn into a dragon in another one or two hundred years? ”

Chen Yang glanced at Wei Qimu and said indifferently: "But with this Jiao, no one in the world can destroy my Chen Jiabao." ”

Wei Qimu had already had the idea of retreating, but when he heard Chen Yang's arrogant words at this moment, he couldn't help but be annoyed. He didn't kill Chen Yang, but jumped into the trapped Jiaojing in one fell swoop, and actually relied on his martial arts achievements to kill this white Jiao first, so as to destroy the prestige of Chen Jiabao.

When Wei Qimu first arrived in the well, he suddenly felt that the suction at the bottom of the well was extremely large, and he was afraid that it was not inferior to Su Ruyue's Luoyun Pond. He had to hurriedly slap his palm on the wall of the well, and with the power of one palm, he barely stabilized his figure. Wei Qimu looked down and saw that the bottom of the well was very dark, but fortunately, his martial arts have improved a lot now, and his eyesight far exceeds that of superhumans, and he can also see some outlines. Although this trapped well is a large well, the bottom of the well is very broad. There is water at the bottom of the well, and it looks like a deep pool underground. This pool of water is the source of the suction at the bottom of the well, fortunately, it is dozens of zhang deep, although its suction power is large, it is not much of a problem.

Wei Qimu didn't see any trace of Bai Jiao, and while he was thinking, two dazzling bright lights suddenly shot out from the bottom of the well. But it was the white Jiao who felt that a living person had entered the well and dived out of the water, but the two strong lights came from the two giant eyes of the white Jiao. Bai Jiao Xu saw Wei Qimu, suddenly turned his body vertically, and pounced. Suddenly, the well water stirred like rain, and the dragon's chant echoed better than thunder.

Wei Qimu settled his mind and hummed, "It's a good time!" As he spoke, he twisted his body, first avoiding Bai Jiao's bloody mouth, and at the same time, his palms came out together and slapped Bai Jiao's back. The eighth realm of Wei Qimu's "Ruoshui Dao" suddenly unfolded, and the cold air gushed out, instantly forming a huge ice stain on Bai Jiao's back. Wei Qimu was secretly happy in his heart, but unexpectedly, a strong backlash surged on his palms, shaking it open.

It turned out that the white Jiao had been hiding in the cold water at the bottom of the well all the year round, and the cold air did not damage it much, but in the blink of an eye, it returned to normal and shook off the ice stains. Wei Qimu was shaken away by the force of Bai Jiao's shaking and slammed into the wall of the well. Wei Qimu shook and bumped into this, the meridians were suddenly confused, and his body was suddenly unstable, and he was swallowed by the suction at the bottom of the well.

Wei Qimu had nowhere to focus for a while, and he was afraid that the water at the bottom of the well was the same as Luoyun Pond, which was highly poisonous, not to mention that he was not familiar with water, how could he dare to fall into the water? When he was in a hurry, Wei Qimu had to clapped several palms in a row, first, to offset part of the suction, and secondly, the cold air emitted by this palm force still formed a layer of ice stains in the deep pool. Wei Qimu Fang fell on the surface of the water, and slapped his palm on the ice stain. Although the ice stain melted in an instant, he still took advantage of the power of this beat to climb the wall of the well again and stabilize his body again.

Seeing that Wei Qimu was not dead, the white Jiao also became annoyed, shook his head and tail, and came again with his teeth and claws. Wei Qimu even dodged and beaten, and had to beware of falling into the water, sometimes sticking to the wall of the well, sometimes attached to the body, but always to no avail. There were several times when he was forcibly shaken open by Bai Jiao, and then fell to the bottom of the well, and Wei Qimu had to do the same to barely escape death. After several times like this, Wei Qimu's internal force has lost a lot, but he still can't help Bai Jiao.

Torrential rain outside the well, shaking inside the well.

Wei Qimu couldn't help but feel remorseful. Regret that you shouldn't be conceited martial arts and go into the well to kill Bai Jiao. At this time, not only can I not kill Bai Jiao, but I am afraid that I will not be able to get out of this trapped Jiaojing. As soon as he thought of this, he couldn't help but scold: "I've fallen for the Jiaoren!"

Just when Wei Qimu was helpless, he suddenly heard someone outside the well calling: "Wei Qimu takes the knife!"