Just escaped not far away, Xiao Yifan suddenly stopped inexplicably, and went deeper, if he didn't meet the monks of the Tianyin Sect, it was okay to say, if he did, it would be a ** annoyance.

The monks of the Tianyin Sect are notoriously unreasonable, and all of them are cruel and supernatural, they will not take the initiative to provoke the monks from the outside world, but if someone dares to trespass on their realm, it is basically immortal.

If you are a little more lucky, and you meet the three elders of the Tianyin Sect and happen to pass by, even if it is the six great protectors, then you don't even have a chance to talk nonsense, and you will definitely die without a place to be buried.

Choosing between avenging his son and nephew, building the foundation, and his own life, this master in the foundation building period fell into a dilemma.

At this moment, in the distant sky, it suddenly became dark, and then a cold cold wind hit, Xiao Yifan's face suddenly changed, his body turned sharply, and he immediately fled to the rear.

After a cup of tea, a huge bat with a body size of three feet wide, wrapped in a gloomy black wind, flew through the sky, and in only a dozen breaths, the huge bat turned into a small black dot, which had already flown several miles away.

When the huge bat flew over, a figure appeared in the woods below, and this person was Xiao Yifan with a frightened expression.

"Damn, how could there be a Jindan monk passing by!" Xiao Yifan muttered through gritted teeth, a complicated look flashed in his expression.

Glancing at the candle flame in his hand, which had turned obviously green, Xiao Yifan gasped heavily, and his face showed a look of determination, "Huan'er can't just die in vain, and it's even more impossible for Zhuji Dan to fall into the hands of others!"

After that, Xiao Yifan exuded a green mist around his body and continued to chase after him.

At this moment, Bai Chop didn't know that a great disaster was quietly approaching.

Bai Chop, who was sitting cross-legged on the flying sword, was thinking about how to enter the door of the Tianyin Sect at this time, because he was in too much of a hurry, so he didn't think too much, and he wanted to think carefully on the road, but after a few days, he was still confused.

In addition, there is another thing that makes Bai Chu extremely puzzled, since he stepped into Quanzhou, no one has seen anyone, no ghost has seen ghosts, even the beasts in the mountains are extremely rare, and the immortal cultivators have not seen a single person, which makes him feel very puzzled.

When he asked about Yuwen Zhongyang before, he didn't say that the realm of the Tianyin Sect would be like this?

"Could it be that Yuwen Zhongyang is not from the disciple of the Tianyin Sect?" Bai Shu frowned slightly, and muttered to himself with a puzzled face.

During the conversation with Yuwen Zhongyang, Bai Chu guessed from the other party's words that he must be a defected disciple of the Tianyin Sect, but since he was a former disciple of the Tianyin Sect, he should know everything about the situation here, but he didn't say a word, which made Bai Chu have to doubt his judgment.

In fact, whether Yuwen Zhongyang was a disciple of the Tianyin Sect or not had nothing to do with him at all, he was just curious and guessing.

Suddenly, within the range of the White Slash Divine Sense, a powerful spiritual power fluctuation suddenly appeared.

All of his divine consciousness unfolded, and a cloud of green mist appeared clearly within his divine consciousness.

Now that he has a great consummation of his Qi cultivation period, the foundation of the Divine Soul Decision has been cultivated by him to the realm of Xiaocheng, so all the wind and grass within a radius of three miles cannot hide from his divine sense.

"Not good!" Bai Chu's heart throbbed.

That green mist was really weird, and his divine sense couldn't penetrate it at all, but if he thought about it, he could think that it was coming for him.

At this time, the immortal cultivators who can appear here, except for the ghost cultivators, it is basically impossible for there to be other cultivators, and the layer of green mist wrapped around the other party's body is obviously transformed by pure spiritual power, and judging by the direction it came from, it was coming towards him.

Almost without any consideration, Bai Slash Shen thought about it, and at the same time frantically injected spiritual power into the flying sword, and with a rapid dive, he plunged into the dense forest below.

Regardless of whether the other party is coming for him or not, the air is very unfavorable for his performance, and on the ground, he can also use the terrain to fight for a line of life.

The distance of three miles, for the monks in the foundation building period, did not even need ten breaths of time, and not long after Bai Slash landed, the green mist caught up.

At this time, the situation could not be clearer, and that green mist was coming towards the white slash!

In the dense forest, Bai Slash shuttled through the woods like a black snake, leaving only the remnants of the Dao, and the speed of the green mist was even faster, and it flew from a mile away to less than a hundred feet.

As the green mist approached, Bai Slash could clearly feel a huge spiritual pressure coming from the top, making him faintly feel breathless.

In a few breaths, the green mist quickly converged, revealing Xiao Yifan in a golden robe.

As soon as he appeared, a huge spiritual pressure came immediately, and Bai Chu only felt that the momentum like the top of the mountain was coming, making him feel suffocated for a while, and even the spiritual power in his body was a little chaotic.

"This is the strength of the foundation building period monks?" Bai Chu looked stunned, and his heart was awe-inspiring.

Facing the scene of Monk Zhuji, even if he had been prepared in his heart for a long time, he had thought of a variety of countermeasures, but when he really faced it, it still made him flustered, and his mind was even more buzzing.

"Junior, you dare to kill my Xiao family disciple and suffer death!"

There was almost no nonsense, and I saw Xiao Yifan slash his finger towards Bai, and a green sword light shot out from his fingertips, as fast as thunder and lightning.

The strength of Bai Slash and this person is indeed very different, but under the blessing of the Divine Soul Determination, the divine sense is only slightly inferior to the other party, and the blue light sword transformed by that mana is not enough to make him have no power to react.

I saw that there was an extra shield with a dry bone palm in front of him, which firmly protected him behind him, and in the groove of the Xuan Bone Shield, there was a medium-grade water spirit stone, emitting Zeze's light.

The Qingmang Sword hit the bone shield, and its surface was only rippled with layers, and there was not the slightest damage.

"Huh?" Xiao Yifan couldn't help but sigh when he saw the bone shield, he could block the blow of the foundation building monk, even if this blow was only transformed by mana, and the power was less than three percent of the full force of a blow, but it was not something that ordinary defensive magic weapons could withstand.

And this bone shield was blocked in a daze, which couldn't help but make him a little surprised.

After receiving this blow, the spirit stone embedded in the groove was obviously dimmed by three points, this was only the most ordinary blow of the foundation building monk, if it was a full blow, I am afraid that it would be more auspicious.

After receiving this blow, Bai did not stop slashing his body, still shuttling quickly through the woods.

"The junior still wants to escape, give me death!"

As soon as the words fell, a giant sword exuding great power flew out, and slashed towards Bai head-on.

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