At this time, the eight peak masters and elders were all pale, obviously even if these eight peak masters and elders joined forces, it would be extremely difficult to withstand the aftermath of this blow, they must only have the cultivation of the worldly realm, and the highest is only the peak of the worldly realm.

When there was a loud roar, Bai Yang's complexion changed, and his body suddenly retreated dozens of steps rapidly, stopped retreating, raised his head violently, and stared at Mo Wentian deadly, the shock of this scene was extremely strong for Bai Yang.

At this moment, Mo Wentian showed a sad look, and at the same time looked at Bai Yang, silent.

"Bai Mou once heard Shizun say, senior brother, you are the only person who has the opportunity to enter that realm in the Night Country, or even in the entire Dongzhou, after all, you are the only person in the southern region of Dongzhou who has cultivated for just two hundred years, and has reached the peak of the Wind Riding Realm!

But my brother has been seriously injured since the Great War six years ago, and it is not only your physical body, but also your infant body!

The injuries of the infantile body have caused your injuries, not only have they not been able to heal over the years, but even your cultivation has been declining day by day.

The reason why the junior brother is doing this today is because you no longer have the belief that you should have as a monk, if this continues, the Ling Ge Sect will definitely be destroyed in the hands of you, senior brother, if the senior brother hands over the sect to the junior brother at this moment, the junior brother will not only keep the sect complete!

It will lead the sect out of the Night Country and become the first sect in the south of Dongzhou!" Bai Yang slowly opened his mouth at this time, looking at Mo Wentian in front of him with a solemn expression.

"Senior Brother Bai, do you know why the master didn't hand over the position of sect master to you in the first place. After hearing Bai Yang's words, Mo Wentian's sadness became even stronger, and he spoke with a wry smile.

"Hmph, although that old guy taught me the method of cultivation, he never regarded me as his disciple, if it was about talent, I was no worse than you at the beginning, if it was about scheming, even if ten of you Mo Wentian, it would not be my opponent!"

After Bai Yang heard Mo Wentian talk about this matter at this time, his expression immediately became extremely hideous, and his heart was even more angry.

Mo Wentian's words immediately aroused the pain in his heart, he never understood why Shizun didn't pass on the position of sect master to himself at the beginning, this has always been a wound in his heart, and it has become a knot in his heart that he can't untie over the years!

After seeing Bai Yang's expression, a sigh came from Mo Wentian's mouth, "It seems that you don't understand until this moment, junior brother, since this is the case, you and I don't have to say it anymore." ”

After Mo Wentian finished speaking, the sadness in his expression quickly dissipated, his eyes revealed a fine light, without the slightest pause, and his right hand raised a finger between pinching the trick, and a sword qi immediately appeared under this finger, and after this sword qi appeared, it changed rapidly, and it seemed to break in the blink of an eye, and instantly turned into ten daos.

It didn't end, the ten paths turned into a hundred, and in the end, all the dense surroundings of Mo Wentian were sword qi, and there were no less than ten thousand daos, and under the rapid condensation of ten thousand sword qi in the air, it turned into a white tiger formed by sword qi.

As Mo Wentian pointed again, this white tiger seemed to have a god, like a real white tiger, after roaring, it roared all the way, and when it was temporarily white, it opened its mouth and swallowed it towards him.

After Bai Yang saw the white tiger turned into sword qi, his expression showed a trace of panic, but his hands did not pause, and under the pinch, he slapped the storage bag violently, and immediately in front of him, a mirror appeared, after this mirror appeared, Bai Yang did not hesitate, and instantly pointed to the mirror.

When Mo Wentian saw this mirror, the pupils of his eyes suddenly contracted, he knew this magic weapon, to put it mildly, Bai Yang was very heroic back then, but since that serious injury, his temperament has changed greatly and has become extremely insidious.

When their master was alive, Bai Yang didn't dare to make any moves, but with the death of their master, Bai Yang has become more and more unscrupulous over the years.

The Night Kingdom monks all thought that in the Ling Pavilion Sect, Mo Wentian had the highest cultivation, but he was the only one who knew that his master was the strongest person in the entire Night Kingdom, and his master's cultivation had reached the third realm of the five realms of reincarnation!

Back then, their master finally chose Mo Wentian as the sect master, this mirror is exactly what the master gave to the white sun in order to appease, this mirror is the magic weapon that their master practiced when he was the second mirror in the five realms of reincarnation, needless to say, the power.

At this moment, with Bai Yang's finger, this mirror rapidly expanded and became larger, forming a mirror the size of one zhang in front of him, and the mirror surface of this mirror emitted a dazzling light, directly shining on the white tiger, and suddenly, there was a roaring sound like Fang Cai in the mirror.

In an instant, from the mirror, a white tiger also walked out, and at a sharp glance, Hao Ran was exactly the same as Mo Wen's white tiger turned into sword qi.

In the blink of an eye, two white tigers that seemed to be exactly the same collided together, and the roar was shocking, and from the place where the two white tigers collided, there were sound wave ripples, and they roared and scattered in all directions.

Although the white tiger that came out of the white sun mirror looked the same, in the final analysis, it was just a replica of the magic weapon of the bronze mirror, which had its shape, but it had no god.

At this time, the white tiger that came out of the mirror, under this collision, collapsed directly, and Mo Wentian's white tiger turned into sword qi was also in this roar, and there was only one tiger head left, but this tiger head did not pause at this time, and went straight to Bai Yang.

At this moment, Bai Yang regressed rapidly, and although Bai Yang in the regression did not seem to have changed much, there was a trace of shock in his eyes.

At this time, under the rapid pinching of his hands, a protection was formed in front of him, and as soon as this protection was formed, the tiger's head hit it with a bang, and at this time, Bai Yang's throat was sweet, and his face had a strange color, and he just pressed down the blood in his throat that was about to spurt out.

Mo Wentian didn't pause at this time, just when the tiger's head collided with Bai Yang, he slapped the storage bag with his right hand, and a crack immediately opened in it, and a jade slip flew out of it, and then flung it towards the platform on the top of the mountain below, this jade slip floated above everyone, emitting a soft guardian light.

If it weren't for Mo Wentian's jade slip, the sound wave when the two white tigers collided, the people below would definitely be injured even if they were in the period of desecration! After all, their highest cultivation was only the cultivation of the detached realm, and the gap between the cultivation of the peak of the wind and the wind could be said to be the distance between heaven and earth!

And after the monk breaks through from the Wind Riding Realm to the Five Realms of Reincarnation, the gap in cultivation is even more obvious! Any monk in the Five Realms of Reincarnation is all aware of the power of the rules between heaven and earth, although only a trace of enlightenment, but even if the monk of the first realm of the Five Realms of Reincarnation ...... If you kill a monk in the Wind Riding Realm, you only need one finger!