Just as Bai Ye made his decision, there was a high mountain in the depths of the Valley of No Return. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The top of this mountain is as smooth as a mirror, as if it had been cut off by a sword.

On the top of that stands three stone plaques, respectively carved without the valley three characters of the pattern, it seems to be permeated with a certain kind of Taoist atmosphere.

Not far from the stone plaque with the word "Hui", there is an old man sitting with a dry body, a wispy breath, and bursts of decay.

At this moment, the old man's eyes fell on the stone plaque, revealing that he seemed to be remembering, seemed to be sentimental, but he was even more tired.

"Cultivating immortals for 2,700 years, after all, the road is over."

This old man is more than 2,000 years ago, the demarcation of the Valley of No Return, so that countless scattered cultivators who were oppressed by clans and sects here, have a place to stay, and the monks of the Valley of No Return are called the powerful dragon of the ancestor of No Return.

More than a dozen figures stepped into the air and landed behind the dragon.

"Ancestor."

"Don't persuade me, I have opened it eight times without a blessing, nine is the number, and I will prolong my life for thirty years."

"The ancestor is here, there is no return to the valley, we all have accommodation, the ancestor goes, Tianlan, Tianguan, Huang Xie, the Chen family, the Sun family.

There was a long silence.

"Well, I'll be able to live for another thirty years, and I hope you can cross the Yuan Infant in thirty years."

The eyes of the powerful dragon fell on the big-eared monk on one side.

This cultivation, Jindan is complete, one step away from Yuanying, but everyone knows that one step to cultivate immortals, step by step is difficult, although there is only one line, but it may be shackled for a lifetime.

The big-eared monk, with a resolute face, bowed at this time: "Changbai will live up to expectations!"

This cultivation is the first monk Duan Changbai under the Dragon of the Ancestor Wuhui Valley in the scattered cultivation of the Valley.

And Bai Ye, when he silently made a decision in his heart, more than ten monks came one after another.

Some also cut into the wounds of Zhao Dibei Danhai, and some chatted aimlessly.

There is also an indifferent cultivator, named Yu Zheng, after coming, it is only "under Yu Zheng!" He looked indifferent, stopped talking, and left after drinking tea in the cave.

For these people, Bai Ye was cold, with a faint smile, and even Yu Zheng sat quietly with him.

Bai Ye understood the minds of these people, and these monks also got what they wanted.

On the third day, Bai Ye stepped out of the Valley of No Return, and this time, he was going to Jiayuan City again.

During the casual conversation with these Wuhui Valley monks, Bai Ye learned that Wanbaolou was about to hold an auction, and Tang Shi had released a message that he would participate in this meeting, and exchange the Earth Yuan Dan and 500,000 spirit stones for the Boundless Master's Eternal Breaking Pill.

A few days later, when Bai Ye, who was covered with a hat and a veil covering his face, saw the huge outline of Jiayuan City from a distance, his face was immediately ugly, making the whole person look a little gloomy.

In the middle of the air not far away, there are monks turning into Changhong, whistling past, some alone, some walking together, watching their rainbow light fall, all of them are Jiayuan City.

At this moment, Bai Ye was hundreds of zhang away from Jiayuan City, and when he saw the entrance of the city gate, countless Tianlan disciples were surrounding.

Every monk who fell was watched by dozens of pairs of eyes, and those who had a slight obscuration of their appearance like Bai Ye had to be stopped and taken off the covering, even if they were foundation building monks, they were not excluded.

Bai Ye observed for a moment, turned around in silence, but did not stay away, but walked around Jiayuan City.

It's just that this city seems to have a ban, the sky formation above is completely open, no one can fly into the city, and the only way to enter the city is to enter through the city gate.

A few hours later, at this moment, it was almost dusk, Bai Ye sighed, he didn't think of a way to enter the city to hide his identity, and had no choice but to leave temporarily.

Finding a cliff nearby, Bai Ye used his flying sword to dig a cave that could be accommodated, intending to stay until night to see if he could find the omission of Tianlan's disciples.

Just as he dug the cave and was about to step in, his face suddenly turned cold, and his right foot stomped on the ground fiercely, and immediately a terrifying spiritual power turned into a tangible blade, brushed the ground, and went straight to a gloom not far away.

A black shadow quickly appeared, waving his hand and shouting: "Fellow Daoist, don't misunderstand, there is no malice below!"

Bai Ye has been in the immortal cultivation realm for more than ten years, and although his experience is not too much, most of them are in danger of life and death.

At this moment, in the face of this man's sneakiness, he turned a deaf ear to his words.

After making a move, he did not stay in place, but his body shook, and when his right hand was suddenly raised, a black three-inch small sword, taking advantage of the dimness of the sky, appeared in front of this person almost silently.

This person didn't expect that Bai Ye didn't listen to his explanation at all, but quietly shot again.

The black sword was approaching in an instant, and the strong crisis made his face change greatly, and when his body quickly retreated, he slapped his chest and spurted blood.

This mouthful of blood is not ordinary, but mixed with a drop of blood from the monk's heart, which is precious and abnormal.

Even if he is a foundation building monk, there are only more than ten drops, and every drop lost will make the cultivation wear out, not only will a large amount of pills be needed, but it will also take a long time to recover.

As soon as this blood flew out, there was immediately a cold and cold air emanating from it, and the moment it touched the small black sword, it turned into flickering ice crystals, which quickly spread to the sword body, and completely covered it with a snap of a finger.

This ice crystal seemed to have the effect of isolating the divine sense, causing Bai Ye to lose contact with the black sword, and Qi Han even froze the flying corpse treasure spirit.

Bai Ye's eyes flashed with cold light, and he took a step forward and came to this person.

At this time, this person's face was completely displayed in front of Bai Ye's eyes, he looked more than twenty years old, with broken eyebrows and a nose, and he looked very ugly, but no matter his demeanor or eyes, he had the shrewdness of a businessman in the mortal world.

This ugly face made Bai Ye frown, not disgusted, but reminded him of a person he once hated very much.

Leprosy!

This made his heart suddenly murderous, and the power of cultivation surged without hesitation.

When he pointed out, the blue flame that had become a deep blue burst open, directly turning into a blue sea of fire, and approached the monk.

In the face of Bai Ye's cultivation, the flames of Lan Li, which completely exploded, the monk's complexion changed continuously, and the strong crisis of life and death made him leave no room for it.

When he suddenly roared, the cultivation aura in the early stage of foundation building immediately surged, and his hands suddenly closed in front of his chest, becoming a peculiar posture when they parted.

At the same time, behind the monk, a black mist suddenly shrouded in, and a huge ghost face swooped out.

This grimace appeared, screaming in fear, and even cut through the fingertips here, and when a drop of blood popped out, it directly wrapped in blood, opened its mouth, and directly swallowed the flame of Lan Li into his mouth.

Bai Ye sneered and said in a low voice: "Burn!"

When the words fell, the grimace immediately screamed violently, and countless blue flames overflowed and burned directly from the grimace, and after only a moment, there was no trace.

At the same time, Bai Ye did not hesitate, and the sword divine sense flew out from his left eye.

This knife is invisible, without traces, without a trace of aura, and after several months, the depths of the pupils, like the brilliance of the stars, have become more condensed and sharp.

The foundation monk screamed.

At this moment, he clearly felt that there was a roar in the sea of consciousness, a tearing pain, which almost made it collapse, if it weren't for the different techniques he practiced, he was afraid that he would directly destroy his soul and die immediately.

And at this moment, Lan Li's flame burned the grimace and quickly pounced, and it was about to envelop his figure when he saw it.

"I have a way to get you into town!"

At the moment of crisis, the monk endured the pain that almost collapsed, and roared with a hideous expression.