Just when Bai Ye was hesitating in his heart, an arrogant and slightly weak divine sense rushed into his mind. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"A lifeless little yuan baby, haha, I'm afraid I won't be alive in a few days, huh? Old ancestor, I took a nap, Xiaobai, you actually built a foundation?"

The unknown existence in the clay pot woke up at this moment, which made Bai Ye's heart appear happy.

The initial feeling of this thing to Bai Ye was that it was completely a long-winded thing that blew through the sky and was annoying, but when he was chased and killed by Yan Daocheng, the brazen attack made him understand that the origin of this thing was absolutely extraordinary.

Especially with the improvement of the realm, the flickering fairy patterns on the surface of the clay pot are like the enlightenment of the seal more clearly.

The true power of the immortal pattern, Bai Ye had witnessed it with his own eyes, whether it was Luo Xian or the black-armored man, their casual blow was to stir the sky.

This thing was sealed by the immortal pattern, I don't know how many years, it can still break the finger of the golden pill, in Bai Ye's opinion, maybe it has already been a transcendent existence.

The place of no return is extremely dangerous, it can wake up at such a critical moment, even if the formation of resisting plunder still has other intentions, but Bai Ye's grasp of this trip has increased a lot.

The clay pot was excited at the moment, and chattered again, "Ancestor's sleep, it's really a dream, Xiaobai, you don't know, in this dream, the ancestor and the most beautiful Yunxian in the Nine Realms, that is the battle of 90,000 rounds, what upside-down golden branches, old tree roots, ten thousand postures, thousands of unique skills... ”

Bai Ye frowned, as he spent a long time with the clay pot, he automatically filtered the noisy sounds in his head, and instead looked around.

More than 100 foundations were built on the top of the mountain, nearly half of these people were in the early stage, the middle stage monks accounted for most of the remaining, and the late stage monks were only nine.

Of the nine monks in the late stage of foundation building, three of them exuded a peak aura, feeling that they were not far from the half-step golden pill, and one of them was a rich old man, he was wearing a blue robe and carrying his hands behind his back, like a mortal outsider.

The other person looked to be only twenty-six or seventeen years old, with a sword eyebrows flying obliquely into his temples, with a kind of arrogance, and even more untamed on his face from time to time.

When Bai Ye saw this person, his pupils couldn't help shrinking, no matter his stature or temperament, this young man was extremely similar to the rebellious monk he saw in the secret room that day, especially the cultivation who was also at the peak of foundation building, which made him have eight points of confirmation.

And the last person is a big man with a bare chest, with exposed arms and chests, there are branding marks similar to the tattoos of hideous demon beasts, and his face is covered with beards, and the evil aura fills all around, so that there are no monks next to him.

At this time, Duan Changbai saw that there were no more monks falling, so he suddenly waved his hand, and countless jade slips fell one after another.

"This brief list of 360 kinds, in the blessed land where there is no return, some are difficult to find, some are easy to see! The stakes are very high, and I hope you will not slack off!"

Then, he stretched out his hand and pointed, and the Dao Dao blue light overflowed, changing into an inexplicable pattern, which fell directly behind the three stone tablets.

Suddenly, a roaring sound sounded, and in that space, which was nothing, a huge blue ball, in the blink of an eye, divided into hundreds of millions of green dots like dust, scattered in the air.

Duan Changbai looked there, his eyes flashing, and he shouted, "Open!"

He raised his hands above the top, and a pair of huge hands that almost covered the heavens and the earth appeared behind him, and when they fell towards the place where the blue dots were everywhere, a dark crack slowly tore out.

Chu Zhao saw the crack appear, took a deep breath, waved his hand, and when a bronze mirror shook and flew up, the hundreds of millions of cyan points of light, as if they were strongly devoured, were like meteor showers falling from the sky, and they all disappeared into the mirror.

Just after the last bit of blue light disappeared, a trace of crystal suddenly flashed into the mirror, gradually spreading, extending to the nameplate, turning into a green bridge.

It wasn't until this bridge appeared that Duan Changbai reined in his cultivation, swept his eyes, and faced the hundred repairs on the peak, and said in a deep voice: "The blessed land without return has been opened, so the space is no longer stable, so when you enter, you need to restrain your breath, so as not to collapse cracks!"

The rich old man who built the peak of the foundation was the first to walk out, and when he passed by the ancestor without return, he gave a deep salute, and then stepped on the cyan bridge, and his figure disappeared, and then, the other two peak monks also stepped on it one after another.

After the tea, Bai Ye saw more than 100 foundation building monks, one after another, and they all converged and cultivated into the blessed land of no return, his gaze swept from the "Hui" brand, and stepped onto the green bridge, when his back was faced, the cold light flashed, and he sneered a few times in his heart.

After all the foundation building monks entered the blessed land of no return, the terrifying aura on the body of the ancestor of no return disappeared immediately, not only the skin on his face was black and gray, but the lifeless aura was even stronger, and even the smell of decay appeared in his body.

It seems that Fang Cai's brief release made him take another step towards the grave.

"Teacher, the hundred cultivators have entered, we can also go in!" Duan Changbai said softly at this time.

Wuhui Ancestor opened the eyes that had just been closed, looked at the disciple in front of him for a moment, and then nodded, an inexplicable complication appeared on his face, but this expression disappeared in a flash, and when he turned to Chu Zhao next to him, he said lightly: "I'll leave it to you here!"

Chu Zhao nodded heavily, and said, "Ancestor, rest assured, with this Zhencang Mirror, coupled with my fifty years of cultivation, this road can't collapse." ”

"Okay! you're good!" Wuhui Old Ancestor also stared at it for a moment, then turned around and looked at the crack that flickered with dark light, "Changbai, let's go!"

Bai Ye's eyes were dizzy, the whole world was spinning, and his chest was so depressed that it was almost difficult to breathe.

This feeling seemed instantaneous, and it seemed like 10,000 years, when he regained his vision, there was a barren forest and ruins in front of him.

There are towering ancient trees everywhere, and there are many broken walls scattered on the ground, such as I don't know how long ago, there was a lot of life here.

"Anyone else has come here?" When the words came, several waves of cultivation aura fluctuated, appearing from more than ten zhang away from Bai Ye's side.

Immediately, I saw a figure sweeping over and falling directly in front of Bai Ye.

This is a young man dressed in black in the middle of foundation building, he looked up and down a few times, and then, sneered and said: "Hand over a drop of soul blood, which allows you to leave Sancheng to find something." ”

Bai Ye's face was calm, looking at the young man in black, without saying a word.

The young man frowned, his gaze immediately turned cold, and when the cold light flashed, a finger suddenly stretched out, and countless transparent silk threads turned into a large net and shrouded him, and at the same time, the other hand directly grabbed Bai Ye's eyebrows.

"Since he is deaf, then Lao Tzu will come to fetch it himself,"

Before this person's words fell, he saw Bai Ye's right hand raised, and an inky black light flashed directly, piercing the big net and approaching the young man in an instant.

This made the words of the young man in black come suddenly, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

Although he is in the middle stage of foundation building, because of his qualifications and special exercises, his cultivation power is not only different from others, but also extremely pure.

On weekdays, even if you encounter monks in the later stage of foundation building, you have always had a confrontation, and you don't even fall behind.

There has never been such a situation, in the face of the early monks, it is just a seemingly casual blow, which not only shatters the magic weapon, but even threatens the crisis.

At the moment of crisis, the young man's heart was shocked, and he didn't care that he would reveal the traces that had been hidden for many years, and his body suddenly became distorted, and when he forcibly retreated, he pinched out a strange magic trick with both hands, as if it were a kind of seal.

At the same time, the young man's face was horrified, and he became peaceful and solemn, and when the golden light behind him was released, a Buddha with a compassionate face sat there, his eyes closed, and he stretched out a finger seemingly slowly but very quickly.

"Boom!"

The sound of impact reverberated violently, and the small black sword immediately trembled, and a gray shadow was planted, and when it fell, it was illuminated by the golden light of the Buddha, and let out a miserable scream.

The Treasure Spirit Flying Corpse was pointed at by this Buddha and shocked out of the small sword.

In the midst of the screams, the flying corpse saw the shadow of the Buddha and immediately became frightened, "Liberation Temple... Jizo King Buddha fingers the Buddha seal!"

When the Buddha appeared, Bai Ye's eyes flashed, and surprise appeared on his face, "This person is a Buddhist monk?"

"Thief bald, there are also thieves in this forsaken world... ”

At this moment, the clay pot suddenly seemed extremely excited, and it moved in the treasure bag, and there was a roaring sound in its mouth.

"Xiaobai, Ancestor, I hate the thief the most, kill him, suppress him, and sink him into the Nine Shadows Depths... ”

"I think that the fighter was bald back then, and when he heard the prestige of the ancestor, he wanted to accept it... No, it's the suppression of the ancestors... It's not right, it's to ask the ancestor to be his seat... The Buddha on the seat... How could the ancestor give up the nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine beautiful concubines, and for this reason, he had been fighting with the thief for ten thousand years, and he was in the mood... But this old thief was so cold that he wept bitterly and fled... ”

"Xiaobai, don't you know, think back then, the ancestor and I were powerful in the Nine Realms, shaking the Eight Desolations, regardless of immortals and Buddhas. Demons, gods, when they meet the ancestors, they are all eyes shining, and it is glorious to meet the ancestors... ”

Bai Ye frowned, ignoring the words of the clay pot gradually deviating, but his expression showed solemnity, and as soon as his palm flipped, the Tianhan Bow immediately appeared.