The sharp light in the pupils did not come from Bai Yi's eyes, but from the starry sky above his head!

The sharp light flashed, extremely fast, and silent, very much like a meteor, maybe even if the other outer disciples found out, they couldn't see anything unusual, but Bai Yi's pupils instantly constricted, like a needle.

"Cultivator!"

Bai Yi, who was whispering, dodged and avoided under the tree on the side, and at the same time turned the hidden spirit into action, collected the aura of the body, and closed his breath to concentrate.

What flew under the moon sky was not a meteor, it was clearly the sword light of a cultivator!

After a sword light flashed, it didn't take long to wait, dozens of sword lights appeared in the sky above the Cloud Valley like a sudden star shower, and the end point of these sword lights pointed directly at the low-level spiritual veins in the valley.

Nearly a hundred sword lights flashed, and the night sky was calm again.

Walking out from under the tree, Bai Yi's eyebrows frowned, and he whispered: "Nearly a hundred cultivators suddenly appeared in the Cloud Valley, could it be that the monks of other sects came to plunder the spiritual veins?"

With so many cultivators appearing at the same time, Bai Yi didn't think that those were all inner disciples of the Cangyun Sect.

There was no spiritual grass in Cangyun Valley, and the inner disciples would not suddenly arrive in the middle of the night, so it was most likely that cultivators from other sects would come to plunder the spiritual vein resources.

In fact, many outer disciples do not understand the so-called cultivation realm, the real cultivation realm is simply a jungle of the weak and the strong, whoever has a high cultivation level will be able to obtain more cultivation resources.

The bloody battle between the various sects for the cultivation resources is not comparable to the martial arts of the Cloud Valley at all, that is called the real fight, either you die or I live a cruel battle.

The strong are respected, which is the most rational saying in the cultivation world.

For the cultivation realm, no one knew better than Bai Yi, a scattered immortal who was above all cultivators, and when he saw the sword light appear in the sky above the Cloud Valley, Bai Yi had already guessed the impending disaster.

Jiang Dachuan didn't know where he had gone, he must have slipped back a long time ago, Bai Yi glanced around, and walked away quickly in the opposite direction of the spiritual vein.

There is no benefit, cultivators will not fight among themselves easily, and the purpose of those strange monks coming to Cloud Valley will never be to slaughter some outer disciples of Cangyun Sect, they must have come for that low-level spiritual vein.

A low-level spiritual vein, huge, similar to a mine, but all spiritual veins, there will be spiritual vein essence, low-level spiritual vein essence, can reach half a zhang length is already the limit, the weight is more than 100 catties, as long as it is dug out, a foundation realm cultivator can easily carry away.

Bai Yi's steps were fast, but he was not in a hurry.

Those sword lights were too far away from the ground, and he couldn't distinguish the other party's cultivation, but judging from the speed of the sword lights, those people's cultivation would not be too high, at least not as high as Jindan.

Nearly a hundred foundation-building monks would never dare to fight the idea of the real Cangyun Sect, the purpose of these people could only be the essence of the low-level spiritual veins in the Cloud Valley, and they would never fight, otherwise as long as the Cangyun Sect rushed a few elders, these more than 100 foundation-building monks would all have to be killed.

In a short period of time, Bai Yi had already deduced the true intentions of those strange monks, and as he deduced, those people were indeed here to snatch the essence of the spiritual vein.

Outside the spiritual mine in the depths of the Cloud Valley, there were already nearly a hundred strange cultivators with black veils at this time, and when their leader waved his hand silently, a low and short howl suddenly sounded around the ore vein, and all the disciples who opened the mine were killed almost instantly.

Cao Yan, who was asleep, was suddenly awakened by a strange sound, and when the spirit vein deacon rubbed his eyes and saw the black-clothed man standing in front of him, his expression suddenly changed greatly, and before he could shout, a sword light had already flown out from behind his neck.

After a short killing, nearly half of the black-clothed monks rushed into the mine, eagerly searching for the essence of the spiritual veins, while the rest of the people scattered and hid around the veins, as long as anyone was attracted by the sound of the fight just now, they immediately attacked and killed them.

In a tall wooden house in the Cloud Valley, Ling Qianli paced in the room with a gloomy face.

"This Yang Yifan really doesn't know what to do, I think he is still the true legend of the Dan Pavilion high up, hum!"

Yang Yifan's intervention made him very annoyed, and Lang Qianli shouted angrily: "A deacon of the outer gate whose realm has fallen to the early stage of foundation building, dare to go against me Lang Qianli, don't let me catch the handle, otherwise, sooner or later, you Yang Yifan will be driven out of the Cangyun Sect!"

was sulking, and Ridge Qianli suddenly noticed a faint fluctuation of spiritual power in the distance, and pushed the door to the outside of the house.

Ridge Qianli's residence was not too far from the spiritual vein, so he noticed something unusual, and Yang Yifan's residence was on the opposite side of the spiritual vein, almost half of the cloud valley, so he couldn't detect it at all.

"The spiritual power in the veins fluctuates, what the hell is Cao Yan's rice bucket doing?"

Lang Qianli groaned for a while, and walked towards the spirit vein in confusion, wanting to see what was happening, but before he could get close to the spirit vein, a sword light suddenly struck from the dense forest on one side.

Long Qianli's body was fat, but his reaction was not slow, and he hurriedly urged the flying sword to resist, and the two magic weapons clashed, making a crisp sound, which was heard far away in the valley at night.

"What kind of person!" Ridge Qianli was furious, and shouted angrily: "Dare to spread wild in the Cloud Valley, I think you are impatient!"

I thought that the other party was an outer disciple, but when I saw the more than ten strange monks surrounded by the neighborhood, the fat on my face began to tremble.

He finally understood that the appearance of so many strange cultivators in the Cloud Valley could only mean one thing, that is, someone was attacking the outer gate of the Cangyun Sect to plunder the spiritual veins!

"Someone!" Lang Qianli shouted, not making a move, he actually jumped on the flying sword and turned his head to flee, picking the various residential areas of the outer disciples to fly, shouting while fleeing: "The cloud valley is attacked, and the outer disciples quickly meet the battle!"

As soon as Lang Qianli tossed like this, the outer disciples in the Cloud Valley were awakened one after another, and some disciples rushed out in a daze, directly facing the strange monks who were chasing and killing Long Qianli, and they were easily killed almost by someone in front of them.

Although the outer disciples were not the opponents of these foundation building period monks, they also played a certain role in delaying, and with the lives of dozens of outer disciples, they escaped the pursuit and escaped, fled in panic into the cloud valley, and rushed to the sect to report the news.

It's better not to have a thousand miles of ridges, at least except for the disciples who are in charge of mining on the spirit mine, there will be no danger to the others, but now the Cloud Valley has been in chaos, and the figure of the black-clothed monk has appeared in the major residential areas from time to time, and countless outer disciples have died because of this.

At this time, Bai Yi was shuttling through a dense forest, and he was already close to his residence, which was far away from the spiritual vein, and those black-clothed monks should not have come here to kill people, but when he had just arrived near this residential area, a sword light suddenly flashed above his head.

The man in black who was driving the flying sword had already crossed Bai Yi, but suddenly stopped.

After a pause, Bai Yi stood in place, his eyes flashing with coldness.

This black-clothed man was originally chasing and killing Ling Qianli, but when he found that Long Qianli had fled to the mountain gate of Cangyun Sect, he hurriedly returned and happened to meet Bai Yi.

The man in black glanced at the young man in front of him, and a strange look suddenly appeared in his eyes, he actually jumped off the flying sword and blocked the way, he couldn't see his face with a veil, he could only see a pair of gloomy eyes and the weird long gray hair.

Seeing the other party's eyes and gray hair, Bai Yi's eyebrows moved slightly, and his heart was shocked, but his face did not show the slightest panic, and he was silent.

Although he couldn't see his face, Bai Yi recognized the identity of the other party from the gray hair and eyes of the man in black, this person was the gray-haired deacon of the Seven Evil Sect who was with the prince Gao Meng in front of King Jing's mansion!

"Recognize me?"

The gray-haired man in black whispered with a smile, he also recognized the young man in front of him who had gambled with the prince on horse bones, his eyes flashed fiercely, and he suddenly pointed at the flying sword floating in front of him, and shouted indifferently: "Then ...... Die!"