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Countless intertwined flames spread through the forest.

I don't know when the sky was dyed blood-red.

The place where Bai Qujiang was originally standing had changed to a figure at this time.

A middle-aged man in a yellow dragon robe, wearing an imperial crown and holding two flints in his hands.

He didn't look at the man in black who flew into the sky. Instead, look deep into the woods, in the other direction.

Countless hoarfrost was rapidly spreading towards him from the depths of the dense forest, along the ground.

These frosts were extremely cold, but they could not eliminate the intertwined flames around the middle-aged man.

Flames and frost rubbed wildly against each other.

The whole heaven and earth seemed to be split into two halves in an instant, one side was pitch black and cold, and the other was red and scorching.

Under the raging wind, the two sergeants retreated one after another, and Bai Qujiang was also behind them, his face was white at this time, covering his neck.

"Who are you, it seems that there is no such person as you in the Shura Domain?" a deep male voice came from the dense forest.

The middle-aged man lowered his eyebrows.

"If you want to come and kill my people, how can you not know who I am?"

As soon as these words came out, the depths of the dense forest slowly fell silent.

The deep cold was also a bit unstable.

"You treat us as fools, what the White Emperor is like, how can we not know, and you are not a disguise. Who are you after all? You shouldn't be on this trip to troubled waters!"

After a moment of silence, the man in the forest seemed to feel that he was being teased by a middle-aged man, and he became furious.

The man in white was shrouded in white cold air, and the cold air left his body no more than ten meters before quickly melting into the night and disappearing. But the power has not decreased, but increased.

"Such an unknown person, don't talk nonsense, just do it!"

Another woman's voice in the forest came out at once, and she looked a little irritable.

"Since you don't say it, let's die!" the man in white responded, and a streamer of light hit the middle-aged man.

Clang!

The flint in the middle-aged man's hand was thrown, blocking the streamer, and the overwhelming flames burned the streamer, which immediately revealed its body.

It was a branch that had been frozen into an edge of ice.

The scorching flames instantly vaporized the ice edges and the branches.

This is a dendritic ancestral artifact!

Bai Qujiang was taken aback, and took two steps back, but his face turned cold.

He didn't know the middle-aged man in front of him, but the other party actually helped him, so there should be no harm to him.

Presumably a friend invited by his son Bai Heming!

"Don't worry about me, you can do it!"

Without waiting for the middle-aged man to speak, he reached out and took out a clean silver-edged talisman from his cuff, which was a high-level talisman.

Hold the rune paper in your hand and be ready to launch at any time. He also knew that at this time, he had to wait for the other party to have no time to take care of him before he could find a chance to escape.

Since the other party is here for him, as long as he succeeds in hiding, then the other party's purpose will fail, and the middle-aged man can let go of the attack.

The other two sergeants did the same, both holding the talisman in their hands, ready to flee at any time.

In a confrontation of this level, even ordinary crushing masters may not be able to intervene, not to mention that they are not even ants.

The middle-aged man's face did not move, and he suddenly flashed and disappeared, and when he reappeared, he had already arrived in front of Bai Qujiang and struck the flint in his hand.

Click.

Something seemed to have been shattered, and something was slowly melting on the ground, and a small piece of dirt was wet, releasing a stream of cold air.

But it was immediately offset by the flames inspired by the middle-aged man's flint.

"Give up, in the face of our two high-level ancestral weapons, even if your strength is equivalent to the peak of shattering, it will not help!"

The man in white spoke in a calm tone, and his eyes looked deeply at the middle-aged man through the white cold air.

"That's right. The middle-aged man nodded. "Then why don't you do it together?"

The white-clothed man was silent, and the other was in the dark, still waiting for an opportunity to move, ready to take away Baiqujiang.

The cold and the flames clashed and became more and more intense.

Bai Qujiang and the three of them stood not far behind the middle-aged man, not daring to move at all.

Because a figure of a man also appeared behind them at this time.

Not only behind him, but also on the left and right sides. Completely surround them completely. And each of these people is not afraid of cold and heat confrontation, and they are obviously extraordinary powerhouses.

"Amitabha. ”

There was a soft sound, and the person behind him was holding a cane, and the top of the staff was wearing a lot of brass rings, and it kept making crisp sounds between shaking, which was clear and heart-clear.

"Your Excellency is the benefactor of White Crane Song?"

This is an old monk in a red robe, who is looking at the middle-aged man with one hand up.

In addition, the left and right sides were the same, and two old monks dressed similarly came out. It's just that one is tall and the other is thin. But like the first term, they are all generally old.

The three of them formed a triangular formation, surrounding the middle-aged people in the center.

The three Brass Ring Staffs shook slightly, making a soft sound like resonance.

"Who are you?" the middle-aged man frowned.

"You haven't answered me yet, are you the benefactor of the White Crane Ming!" the monk said again.

"Yes or no!" said the middle-aged man.

"That's it, presumably Master Bai has already stepped into the shattered realm, and the doppelganger in front of him should be the condensed clone when he advanced to the broken. The monk spoke again.

At this point, the root ancestor and the woman were shocked.

Bai Heming actually advanced to the Shattered Realm, and in such a short period of time, he condensed such a powerful clone!

This is completely counterintuitive!

Generally, if you advance to the Broken Realm, you have to go to other realms to come down and steal the Heavenly Soul of that interface.

It's going to take a long time, and no amount of talent can be strong.

How did Hakutsuru do it?

The middle-aged man squinted slightly. "Are you demon spirits?

"Master Bai Shi misunderstood, we don't want to be your enemy, but to let Master Bai enter my blood spirit realm, dedicate such a short time, condense the secret of a powerful clone, and become the protector of my demon spirit line!"

The monk behind him whispered.

"What do you call the three demon monks?" The middle-aged man's face did not move, but there was a faint red light in his eyes.

"Demon Spirit King Fan Gray. ”

"Mortal dust. ”

"Fandu. ”

The faces of the three of them were indifferent, and their bodies faintly emitted golden flames, resisting the red light emitted by the middle-aged man.

"So, what is the real purpose of the three demon monks coming here?" the middle-aged man said again, "You just need my secret!"

In fact, he has some secrets there, this clone, it's just that Bai Heming has already scattered in the world.

This time, the advanced shattered realm was summoned by using the Tongtian Stone.

"Exactly!" said the old monk behind him in a low voice.

These demon spirits of the Blood Spirit Realm like to play the role of monks and confuse the world.

"The donor has a fate with my demon spirit, and one day he will become my demon spirit protector, the demon emperor has passed down an edict, as long as you hand over the secret, all the demon spirits in the blood spirit realm will stand behind you, even if you are the enemy of all ancestral weapons, what does it matter!"

"Arrogance!" The white-clothed man of the branch ancestral weapon had a cold face, these worms of the Blood Spirit Realm actually looked down on their ancestral weapon so much.

"Shall I hand over the secret?" the middle-aged man didn't care about the anger of the man in white at all, and said lightly.

The three of them immediately stopped talking.

After a moment, Fan Chen slowly spoke.

"Amitabha, if the donor is unwilling, he has to do it. ”

The three of them surrounded the middle-aged man, with monstrous murderous intent, and opened their mouths to continuously condense the white mist.

The mist seemed to be substantial, gradually reverberating around it, and it actually stirred up ripples in the air, forming a hemispherical translucent shield around everyone.

The demon runes on the shield flickered slowly, releasing a ray of light, making people sink.

The ancestral weapon of the branch looked suspicious.

He originally thought that these three demon spirits came together just to arrest people, but he didn't expect that the three of them would not let them kill?

These three people combined attack and defense, cultivated into the true body of the demon rune, and the invisible demon domain formed by the three of them joined forces, and he couldn't even shake it with all his strength.

Even if the three of them only defend and don't attack, it is helpless.

If it weren't for the fact that the cultivation of the three demon monks was really terrifying, it was equivalent to the three broken peak powerhouses joining forces, how could they not kill in the slightest along the way.

The golden demon light looked simple, but the ground actually began to slowly give birth to illusory golden lotuses. Melts the red flame and the cold of the ice directly.

Bai Heming's doppelganger middle-aged man's body was directly locked, and his complexion changed slightly, he could feel that there was something wrong with this demonic light, which could confuse people's minds.

For a while, the system Xue'er couldn't judge and identify!

He was also secretly frightened in his heart, where did these three masters suddenly appear!

Each of these three people is equivalent to the level of Ji Tianjian when they are taken out individually, and then they join forces to superimpose them, and the power of the demon light released increases geometrically, and even the middle-aged people are a little breathless.

He raised his hand to shoot the flint, but it was as if he was in a quagmire, and his movements were extremely slow.

"It's all up to the three demon monks. The branch ancestor chuckled lightly and walked directly to the Baiqujiang people.

Unexpectedly, the golden demon light suddenly appeared.

Sou!

actually pulled him in.

The terrifying feeling of the machine's heaviness suddenly crushed him to the point of vomiting blood.

The branch ancestor turned pale, and he was suddenly in a daze.

"Three demon monks...... What is this for?"

"The branch donor's cultivation is to reach the sky, why don't you also return to the Blood Spirit Territory with us and take refuge in the Demon Spirit Emperor and sit down. ”

Fan Ash inserted the staff into the ground, clasped his hands together, and a circle of golden demon spirit beads slowly rotated around him, each of which was engraved with an inexplicable demon spirit rune.

The man in white knew the horror of this golden mask, and no matter who entered this mask along the way, his speed would slow down countless times, reaching a point close to stagnation.

He was dumbfounded, weren't the four of them in a gang? Why did these three demon spirit kings just attack the middle-aged man and then do it to him again?

"Did the three Demon Spirit Kings make a mistake or misunderstand?" the white-clothed man of the branch ancestral weapon hurriedly explained.

Bang!

Suddenly, there was a thunderclap in the sky, and the originally clear and cloudless blue sky suddenly became cloudy.

Countless black arcs of electricity pulsed and shimmered between the clouds. Faintly converge into a huge power grid.

The Moon Spirit Knife Girl's long hair was flying, surrounded by black electric light, and she grabbed a black-purple penalty with one hand, as if the thunder god had descended into the world and slammed it down.