The pure white-haired young man looked calm and pointed to the back of Bai Xiatian.

At the end of the light boat, the man in white closed his eyes, elegant and indifferent, quiet and peaceful, like the light wind and the moon, from leaving the sea of flowers, he has been sitting quietly on the boat, never leaving half a step.

Bai Xiatian looked back and saw that there was nothing, who else was on this light boat besides himself?

Could it be Jiufeng who was tied to the crystal wire? Unlikely, Jiufeng was a hundred feet behind, and only a black dot could be seen in the distance, but this young man pointed so close.

Teasing her?

She gritted her silver teeth, calmed down slightly, did not have an immediate seizure, and asked in a bad tone:

"What's wrong with her?"

"It's not long in life. The Boss shook his head.

"I'm going to die. Lao Qi sighed lightly.

"I just said wrong, three years is too long, depending on his state, he will live for two years at most, and he may even die soon. The eighth added.

These teenagers didn't hear Bai Xiatian's silver teeth grinding at all, and they didn't notice her dark face, they just immersed themselves in telling the truth they thought.

"You won't live long, you big-headed ghost!"

Bai Xiatian finally couldn't help it, the little face as pure as ice and snow has always been beautiful, pure and lovely, and at this moment his face rose to anger, and his slender eyebrows rose, adding three points to a stunning state.

The powder fist burst out, and a large amount of snow-white air flow was elegant, and hundreds of phantoms appeared.

"Tianshan Snow Cold Fist!"

The white sky was light, and with the bright light of the snow rushing out, the temperature of the surrounding air dropped suddenly, and a layer of intense frost condensed on the surface of the sea.

This spirit of the Snowy Realm, whose cultivation is not bad, is now equivalent to a beginner level of rebellion.

Tick!

It was like the sound of rain hitting the ground.

Suddenly, a white-clothed figure appeared, a fair-skinned and slender warm palm, gently picking up Bai Xiatian's small pink fist to soothe the murderous aura.

The sun shines, the warmth comes, and the cold in the air disappears inch by inch.

"You...... Who is it?"

Bai Xiatian's eyes were stunned, his expression was overwhelmed, looking at the white-clothed figure blocking him and the trace of warmth transmitted from the palm of his hand, and there was a familiar feeling of déjà vu in a trance.

Her heart tightened, and somehow, when she saw this person, she had an urge to rush up and hug her.

"No, it's him, he's going to die. ”

The pure white-haired young man sat on the ladder and pointed to the man in white and said calmly.

The man was told that there was not much longevity, his expression was calm, or he was expressionless at all, he turned his head, and a pair of calm eyes looked at the girl.

Rare soft,

Noticing that there was a messy strand of black hair on the girl's cheek, hanging down in front of her forehead, he involuntarily reached out and helped her reach behind her ear.

"You...... I ......"

Bai Xiatian's heart was pounding, and when the man in white turned his head and saw his appearance, he helped her gently pick up her hair, and her whole body trembled for no reason, producing a long-lost closeness, and her face was bloody, very hot.

"Uncle, she's going to the sky in vain?!"

In the distance, the Dancing God Venerable looked shocked.

Along the way, she followed Bai Xiatian out of the sky and hid not far away, whether it was encountering Xu Nanbai before, or bumping into the Jiushen Ladder boy, she remembered it vividly, but she didn't make a sound.

Now, when she saw Aunt Bai touching Bai Xiatian, she really didn't hold her breath.

"Sister Mingluo said that my uncle is in a state of remnant soul, has no body, and has been hiding in front of Bai Xiatian, but now how can he suddenly appear?

The dancing god was uncertain, thinking of his uncle's soft eyes towards Bai Xiatian, there was a strange feeling, is there really any connection between Bai Xiatian and his uncle?

Could it be the child of him and the Immortal Lord?

Is this possible?

She looked at it again, Bai Xiatian was still stunned, looked at her uncle for a while, her little mouth moved, and she asked in a low voice, "Are you behind me?"

The man in white nodded silently.

Bai Xiatian pouted, wanting to ask questions such as why did she take my boat? She still didn't show up, and was misunderstood, but when she looked at the peaceful gaze of the man in white, she was suddenly so shocked that she couldn't say anything.

The man smiled at Bai Xiatian.

Then, he turned around and faced the Nine Divine Ladder Boy, grabbing towards the void.

In an instant, the pupils of several teenagers shrank, and the intense fear overwhelmed them like a tide, only to feel that the few wisps of remnant souls that were still in the Nine Divine Ladder had been completely caught by this man!

What's worse is that as long as this man exerts his strength, nine people will die in an instant!

"Doom ......"

On the ladder of the gods, all nine teenagers appeared, all of them without exception, their faces were pale and bloodless, their foreheads were bulging, their hands were firmly holding their throats, and their pupils were wide open, as if they were having trouble breathing and were on the verge of death!

"You...... What to do?"

Cold sweat flowed from the forehead of the pure white-haired young man, his whole body throbbed, and he struggled to speak.

The man grabbed it lightly, and the supreme treasure of the Nine Divine Ladder was as dead as if it were silent, not moving at all, and the first-order magic did not appear, and it did not protect him at all!

The boy was shocked, this is simply an unbelievable thing!

You must know that the Nine Divine Ladder was born in chaos, and it flowed through the hands of many generations of peerless powerhouses in the middle of the way, and this era has been easily respected and refined, and it can be regarded as one of the best treasures in this starry sea firmament!

This treasure, even if compared with the top ten divine soldiers, is definitely at the forefront!

His soul thread was snatched away, how could the Nine Divine Ladder be indifferent?

The man in white looked peaceful, his palms were open, his warm palms were flushed with ruddy color, and a few threads of soul power that were so faint that they were almost invisible condensed on it, fluttering, like a remnant fire in the wind.

This is the only remaining soul silk of the Nine Divine Ladder boys, once it disappears, it will never be recovered.

"Chop. ”

【00ks】 The man in white said a word softly, and the center of his eyebrows suddenly bloomed with bright light, and three sword-shaped marks rushed out, which were only inches long.

"Legacy Mark!"

Far away, the Dance God Venerable exclaimed, his beautiful eyes burned, staring at the three inches of sword light, his breathing was short, and his expression began to become extremely exciting.

There can be no mistake, this is the mark of inheritance!

There is a similar inheritance mark in the sea of flowers, which condenses the supreme perception of the eight generations of flower owners, all kinds of peerless mysteries, and some memories, even if the gods after the first bloom can only barely inherit the first weight!

"It's ...... There are three inheritance marks of immortal slaying in the world?"

The dancing god was shocked, and his mind buzzed, he couldn't imagine it, could it be that his uncle fell in love with this Jiushenladder boy and wanted him to be the inheritor?

"This young man is just a remnant soul silk thread, relying on the warmth of the treasure to barely survive, Aunt Bai doesn't think that this young man is similar to him, and when he meets the same kind, he wants to lend a helping hand, right?"

The dancing god suppressed the churning emotions, and calmly thought about it and speculated.

Then, she began to twist a little, since my uncle has three supreme inheritance marks, why not leave one to the sea of flowers?