Chapter XXII: Conspiracy

Seeing that the golden short blade carrying terrifying power was coming, Bai Baiyou was still indifferent, as if what was about to fly in front of him was not a murderous weapon, but just an ordinary nail clipper.

"Loose, dragon-bound rope. ”

Bai You's words were quickly executed, and Bai Songsong threw out a dragon-shaped blue-black rope without hesitation.

The cyan divine light on the rope was shining, and there was a hidden dragon might, which turned out to be a fourth-order magic weapon!

"Hanxing, True Martial Sword!"

Hearing Bai You's words, Li Hanxing made no secret of his incomparably excited mood at the moment, the peerless sword technique that had been cultivated for eight years was finally going to be displayed for the first time today, even if there were only four people in the audience.

With a shake of the real martial sword, the pure white sword suddenly surged with indescribable might, the sword was dignified and immense, as if the early sun was melting snow, without the slightest scorching, only incomparable warmth.

At the same time, the black-robed man's golden short-bladed magic weapon collided head-on with a ball of colorful feathers, the short-bladed blade was extremely sharp, and when it was stirred slightly, he saw the sword shoot in all directions, and countless feathers that had lost their brilliance fell down gloomily, but more feathers were still firmly blocking the advance of the short-blade.

It was Anping's colorful feather coat, which was put away by him after leaving the big array, but now it came in handy.

"Hurry!"

Caught off guard, the extremely fast dragon rope entangled the black-robed man's body in an instant, and then turned him into a ridiculous big zongzi.

The black-robed man who was entangled in the rope sneered, even if this was a fourth-order magic weapon, but the user's strength was too low after all, he exerted his strength slightly, and the pure mana of the Yuan Infant Stage began to drum outward, and the dragon binding rope was slowly expanded by the unrivaled external force, and Bai Songsong in the distance showed an extremely difficult and painful look on his face.

"Smack!"

The dragon rope was forcibly stretched open in an instant, and the manipulator Bai Songsong was greatly traumatized by the counterattack under the connection of his heart, and he fainted after spurting out a mouthful of blood on his head.

"Haha, but it's like ......" broke free from the dragon rope, and the black-robed man couldn't help but laugh arrogantly in the sky, but before the word "this" could be spoken, he saw a huge sword slashing towards him.

The sword is vast and powerful, and there is an indescribable power that falls from that unknown place, blessed on the sword, adding a layer of supreme will to slay demons and demons to the already majestic sword.

Sensing the power of the sword, the black-robed man under the sword wanted to use his escape technique to escape, but found that the space around him was completely blocked, and he couldn't move even a single step at all.

Li Hanxing held Zhenwu in his hand, his expression was indifferent, as if the gods of the Nine Heavens looked down on the world, gently waved his sword, the sword was triggered, a huge phantom appeared behind him, a pair of indifferent eyes slowly emerged, in those eyes, you can see the sea of corpses and blood, the demon god struggled, that is the true martial spirit, the Daojun descended, the black-robed man was frightened, and an indescribable fear hit his heart, he was locked by the breath at the moment, and he only felt that he was like a fish writhing powerlessly on the chopping board, he could only grow his mouth in vain, but there was no trace of air poured in, the feeling of suffocation was so strong, and the sword finally fell。

"True Martial Demon!"

Li Hanxing's voice sounded, and at the same time, everyone heard a voice without any emotion carrying infinite power resounding through the world at the same time, and the superposition of the two voices made Li Hanxing's voice more sacred.

And the black-robed man under the sword didn't even have time to scream, and his body exploded into a mass of broken flesh and blood under the force of this terrifying blow, scattered all over the place.

Li Hanxing, who performed the last form of the True Martial Demon Sword Technique, also fainted out of strength, the essence consumed by this type was unimaginably large, if it weren't for Li Hanxing's innate supernatural powers, and his divine soul was stronger than ordinary people, it was not something that could be solved by a simple coma at all.

This move is a suicidal act, even if it is only a wisp of untraceable will for the Emperor Zhenwu to be blessed, but it is not a suicidal act to bear the will of the Immortal Emperor with the body of a mortal, even if it is only a wisp of untraceable will for the Emperor Zhenwu, but it also represents an unrivaled absolute power in the mortal world.

Colorful feathers block, dragon rope trapping, true martial sword killing, this is the tactic formulated by Bai Baiyou, a plan that is enough to kill the Yuan Infant Monk.

However, there is still one final step in the plan.

A red light suddenly appeared, and then a baby-like red spirit spun out of the minced flesh and floated up.

Looking at Bai You, who had an indifferent expression, the baby's face was full of resentment: "Very good, very good, if you destroy my body, then I will take your body and destroy your soul!"

As soon as the words fell, the baby shot at Bai You's speed in a terrifying way.

Looking at the Yuan Infant who rushed over in front of him, wanting to take away his own Yuan Baby, Bai You's complexion did not change, he just waved his hand lightly, and saw a yellow liquid forming a thin diaphragm, and then it seemed to have an extra layer of skin covering the Yuan Infant in the air.

"Ahh

The terrible scream sounded, the Yuan Infant is the product of the combination of the Divine Soul and the True Yuan, the divine is incomparably strange, the most pure, but at this moment, it happened to encounter the domineering, filthy and unparalleled Yellow Spring Water, and saw a puff of yellow smoke rising, the originally red Yuan Ying was stained with a layer of terrifying yellow at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the body that was originally floating in the air could no longer control the mana in the body, falling to the ground and unable to move.

"Interesting, although the power of this Yellow Spring is not pure, it is really interesting that someone in the mortal world can lead the Yellow Spring Water to flow here from the underworld. Bai Baiyou shook his head and walked slowly towards the place where Yuan Ying fell.

"You ......"

Lying on the ground, Yuan Ying was extremely weak, and his whole body was about to be wrapped in a yellow liquid that emitted an unpleasant smell, but he was completely powerless to resist.

"Our group came out of Qingyun, eating and sleeping all the way, and there was no contact with people at all, how did we expose our whereabouts and attract you to chase and kill? The most important thing is, why did you come to ambush and kill our group of Qingyun juniors who are not important at all?" Although Bai Baiyou was asking, he didn't look at the other party at all, it was more like he was talking to himself.

A slender, white finger lightly touched the door of Yuan Ying's head, Bai Baiyou suddenly smiled, but the smile was so cold, and Yuan Ying under his fingers felt that the cold yellow spring water on his body was not as cold as the smile brought to him.

"I know a spell, I took it from an elder of the Xuanming Dao Sect many years ago. Bai You's voice was very calm, and he spoke very slowly, but it was very strange to listen to the ears of the black-robed Yuanying below.

In an instant, he seemed to understand a lot of things.

But the next moment, Bai Baiyou's index finger suddenly bloomed with a strange black light.

The pain was even greater than that of the yellow spring water contaminated with rotting souls, and the already small Yuan Ying suddenly shrunk into a ball, and then opened his mouth with all his might, like a mosquito moaning, and intermittent cries popped out of his throat syllable by syllable.

It was the most painful consequence.

Suddenly, a white light flashed, and the entire Yuan Ying suddenly burst into a pool of fishy yellow water, and Bai Youye frowned and withdrew his fingers.

"I actually put a ban on the soul of the gods. A playful expression appeared on Bai You's face, "It's a pity that you provoked me." ”

Suppressed his true nature for more than ten years, and after reincarnation, Bai Youyou felt so happy for the first time.

In his previous life, he was the White Immortal Emperor of Bai Wuxin, and he did all kinds of evil in order to take revenge, burning, killing and looting, he may not be strong enough, but he can make everyone who has offended him regret what he has done, and today, the inexplicable ambush and inexplicable pursuit have completely angered him, even if the manipulator behind the scenes hides deeply, he has to find him out little by little, and then let him know what the fate of offending himself is.