The black robes in the rain curtain attracted the attention of countless people, and a deep evil aura rose up from the sky under the blood cliff, and in the blink of an eye, the blood mist dispersed by the heavy rain shrouded again.

On that black robe, it could actually emit a bloody aura that was a little deeper than the blood mist that shrouded the Blood Cliff all year round!

Hiss!

Countless inhalations came from the bottom of the cliff, and in addition to those Yuanying powerhouses, even the elders of the various factions who had advanced to the Jindan for many years couldn't help but want to move back to widen the distance between them and the black robe.

Bai Yi's robe not only exuded a strong bloody aura, but also a heavy killing intent remained, with his footsteps, there seemed to be countless resentful spirits flying around the black robe, and some disciples with lower realms actually heard a faint wail.

"Black Blood Cloak!"

Countless whispers of fear, depression, or hatred sounded under the Bloody Cliff, and everyone's eyes were focused on the particularly dazzling robe.

In Nanzhao's team, a chill flashed in the eyes of a general in golden helmets and golden armor, he took a step forward and shouted: "If this king remembers correctly, since the hundreds of years of the spiritual vein dispute, there have been a total of five purple blood robes, and now, none of the five people wearing purple blood robes survived, they are very easy to break, if the killing is too heavy, sooner or later they will be eaten by the power of killing, black blood robes, I don't know if you can control such a heavy killing intent." ”

The person who spoke was the head of the Eight Kings of Nanzhao, and the only one among the Eight Kings who had reached the middle stage of the Yuan Infant.

Zhang Xian, the king of the east!

As soon as Zhang Xian's words came out, when many Zhuji monks looked at the black blood robe, the fear in their eyes was even stronger, even the Jindan monks felt chills all over their bodies, but only the Yuanying powerhouse under the blood cliff was the only one. After hearing what Zhang Xian said, his expressions were different, especially the Cangyun Sect Master, and his eyes flashed even more.

Lead the way with words!

Li Wenfeng's heart was full of anger, and Zhang Xian's remarks not only named the horror of the black blood cloth. It made many low-level cultivators silent, and also said that it was very easy to fold, which seemed to be praising and alerting, but in fact, Zhang Xian was using the words of the Yuanying powerhouse to lead Bai Yi's future cultivation path.

The purpose of the king of Nanzhao Dong is to completely introduce Bai Yi into the way of killing, and then let him kill himself!

Zhang Xian's last questioning with an inquiring tone is the essence of leading the way with words. Questioned by the strong people, if there are some bloody teenagers, they will inevitably be angry, Zhang Xian questioned whether Bai Yi can control the killing intent, if Bai Yi is angry and wants to forcibly control the killing, then the final result can only be indulged in killing.

Citing the Tao with words is mostly a reminder from the master to the disciples. Sometimes, however, it is also used between hostile forces. In order to destroy the genius monks under the other party's door.

Seeing that the Eastern King of Nanzhao was going to destroy the future of Cangyun Sect, Li Wenfeng pondered for a long time and did not speak.

Dongwang Zhang Xian's words have already been spoken, and no matter what he says, it will be difficult to change Bai Yi's perception. At this time, it can only be seen whether the young man can get out of the trap laid by the other party, once he is deeply involved in the way of killing, the final result can only be killed.

Murderous people. It is a common principle of high-level monks to be killed and devoured, because the way of killing is endless, unless you kill all the strong enemies in the human world, but no one can kill all the enemies, as long as you encounter a powerful enemy who surpasses you, it is your own doom.

Li Wenfeng was silent, but Bai Yi smiled slightly, and the corners of his mouth curled like a mockery.

The king of Nanzhao Dongwang in the middle of the Yuan Dynasty was just a good one, and it might be okay to lead other disciples with words, but his words were just a joke that made Bai Yi laugh.

Around Bai Yi, there were more than ten Yuanying powerhouses' spiritual senses, and the smile on the corner of his mouth had just appeared, and it was immediately perceived by those powerhouses, so the expressions of the major Yuanying monks changed again.

"Humph!"

Dongwang Zhang Xian sensed Bai Yi's weird smile, and immediately felt murderous in his heart, if it was someone else, he Zhang Xian would not use it to lead the way, but when he met a Jindan monk who could collect his sword cage treasure in the early stage of Jindan, it was strange that this Dongwang of Nanzhao did not have a murderous intent.

As soon as Bai Yi appeared, Zhang Xian sensed the breath of his sword cage, after all, it was a natal magic weapon connected by heart and blood, when he was cut off from the transformation realm, Zhang Xian couldn't perceive the sword cage, but once the sword cage left the transformation realm, he could immediately perceive it.

The breath of the sword cage came from Bai Yi's body, and Zhang Xian, the king of the east, used it to lead the other party astray, and he could collect the golden pill of his sword cage in the early stage, once he grew up, it would definitely be extraordinary, and Nanzhao would not allow such a monk in Dapu's Cangyun Sect to appear even more terrifying than Qingzhou Mingyu.

When he snorted coldly, Zhang Xian's spiritual power had already been urged, and the spiritual power of the Yuanying powerhouse was not trivial, especially in the middle of the Yuanying period, and he could even kill the monks in the early stage of Jindan with his spiritual power.

Zhang Xian's spiritual power is like a sharp blade, and the target is Bai Yi's heart!

Without waiting for the East King to unleash that terrifying spiritual power, Bai Yi suddenly tapped the storage bag, and a small magic weapon like a birdcage was held in his palm.

Throwing the sword cage back, Bai Yi said lightly: "I don't know that the sword cage treasure of that senior was left in the transformation realm, so it will be returned." ”

As soon as the sword cage came out, all the Yuanying powerhouses present all looked weird, some people looked at the East King Zhang Xian's eyes faintly with hostility, and some people with a kind of ridicule.

Bringing the high-level magic weapon sword cage into the transformation realm, Nan Zhao's trick can be said to be too big, but Nan Zhao's sword cage appeared in the hands of Cangyun's disciples, which is a little funny.

Throwing out the sword cage, in Bai Yi's perception, the powerful spiritual power from the Eastern King of Nanzhao also faintly dissipated.

Raising his hand to recall the sword cage, the haze in Zhang Xian's eyes flashed, his face changed a few times, and then he smiled and said: "This king was drunk on the top of the blood cliff a few years ago, and when he woke up, he found that the sword cage was stolen by a small beast and fled into the realm, but he didn't expect to be picked up by this little friend. ”

Speaking of this, Zhang Xian stared at Bai Yi's back with a smile, and said in a gloomy tone: "Your luck is really good." ”

Don't say thanks, let alone reward, Dongwang just said the words of good luck in a shadowy way, and those low-level monks were suspicious for a while, but the strong people above Jindan all heard the unkindness in Dongwang's words.

At this time, the entrance of the transformation realm flickered again, and then the figure shook, and a large number of monks walked out of the transformation realm one after another, and the first to rush out of the cave was Nanzhao's Yu Qian, he rushed to the entrance of the cave, and when he saw that Bai Yi was about to return to the team, he immediately shouted to the East King: "Lord East Wang, that Cangyun monk snatched our sword cage!"

Syllable!

Yu Qian had just shouted these words, only to feel a surging spiritual power attack, directly slapped on his face, all the teeth in his mouth flew out, his face suddenly swollen and tall, and his mouth was bleeding nonstop.

Yu Qian looked at the East King in surprise and horror, he knew that if the sword cage was lost, the East King would be furious, but he didn't expect that the villain who had just pointed out the sword cage, Lord Dong Wang not only did not chase and kill the other party, but came to punish himself first.

Dongwang's face was already gloomy as water at this time, and his words did not work, he originally wanted to make a move to kill Bai Yi first, and then take out his sword cage on the other party's corpse, in this way, even the Cangyun sect master is not easy to attack, after all, it is the disciple of Cangyun who took the treasure of the king of Nanzhao Dongwang first, and it can be said that he is innocent of death.

But Bai Yi actually threw out the sword cage without hesitation, if Zhang Xian wanted to do it again, the Cangyun Sect Master would never ignore it, he casually said that the sword cage was stolen into the realm by a small beast after being drunk, but he didn't expect that as soon as he finished speaking, Yu Qian yelled and completely debunked his previous nonsense.

was debunked by his own people on the Nanzhao side, no wonder the East King was not angry. (To be continued.) )