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It's snowy!

Ye Bai's face was cold, his pupils were as dark as night, the breath of the three-heart wheel was floating on his body, and a pair of eyes looked at the old man of the Wind Clan coldly.

He has no grudge against this person, but he has to kill him, the position has already determined the grievances between the two sides, if he does not kill the other party, Ye Bai will face the encirclement and suppression of all the wind clans, and when he is looking for soul fluid in the third layer in the future, he will also be chased and killed.

Rumble!

There was a huge explosion, boom!

The distance between the old man of the Wind Clan and Ye Bai is only a dozen zhang, for a monk who leaves the dust, this distance can be directly ignored, Ye Bai almost just flashed out of the purple beads, and the anger of the ink shadow hit the other party!

The ghost cultivation body of the old man of the Wind Clan, with a bang, was like the most fragile glass, shattered into nothingness, and he didn't have time to make the slightest resistance.

With Ye Bai's current strength, there was no need for such a sneak attack anymore, but the other dozen or so Wind Clans were really far away, and if Ye Bai wanted to kill them all, there would be no time to fight with this old man of the Wind Clan who was suspected of being the leader for too long.

After all, inside the Black Temple, the space is strange, Ye Bai can't chase and kill the opponent through the guò void tearing technique, he can only use the one-word thunder arrow step, and compared to the wind clan who is naturally good at speed, the one-word thunder arrow step is still a little insufficient, and it is almost impossible to catch up with the fleeing wind clan.

"Three-heart wheel, such a strong supernatural power!"

The old man of the Wind Clan was instantly killed by the Terrans who appeared out of thin air, and the faces of all the Feng Clans changed drastically.

And the middle-aged man standing not far from the old man of the Wind Clan, as the number two person, reacted faster than the other Wind Clan, and his knowledge was also more extensive, and he almost immediately sensed the breath of the three-heart wheel on Ye Bai's body.

Call!

Ye Bai killed the old man. Another punch slammed into the middle-aged man.

"Let's-"

The middle-aged man was also extraordinary, and he immediately judged that he was not Ye Bai's opponent, and roared loudly.

Before the words fell, the wrath of the ink shadow had already bombarded him, and the other party couldn't even blow himself up.

It's fast. The attack was fierce, and the wind clan looked at it again, and his heart was pounding!

After killing the second Wind Clan, Ye Bai didn't pause for a moment, his hand flew and released a Flame Galaxy Storm, which rolled towards more than a dozen other Wind Clans in all directions.

It's a pity, after all, it's a step slow!

Whoosh! Whoosh!

The four most responsive Wind Clans turned their heads. flew out in four directions, and although the remaining dozen or so were swept in, Ye Bai looked at the four figures who fled, and there was no joy on his face.

The calculations of the world are indeed not satisfactory.

The galaxy of flames swirled, and the sound of screams and explosions came from it together. In the whirlpool like a lake of flames, huge red waves exploded.

......

I don't know how long it took. The galaxy of flames slowly dispersed, and among the dotted flames, only Ye Bai was left, Ye Bai's face was slightly condensed, and he glanced at the direction of the four wind clans who fled, and the color of calculation flashed in his eyes. finally shook his head slightly and didn't chase it.

The time is fleeting!

Even if Ye Bai chased him out now, it would be impossible to catch up, in this space, if the Wind Clan was trying to escape. It has a natural advantage.

In Ye Bai's hand, there was only a green Yuan Shen, which was left by the last Wind Clan he killed, and in order to be in a hurry, he even only captured the Yuan Shen of this last guy.

In the sky around us, a white mist is already rising!

Although the Wind Clan was almost killed by Ye Bai, the formation was touched, and a trace of cold snake-like breath came from the air, with the power of strangulation.

Ye Bai opened the wall of sinking and the artistic conception space barrier, and was not in a hurry to break it, which was also one of the reasons why he had to catch a guy's primordial spirit.

After a few glances at the formation outside his body, he immediately launched a soul search for the captured primordial spirit.

After a while, Ye Bai knew the subtlety of the formation outside.

According to this person's memory, Ye Bai's figure turned around dozens of times unusually weirdly before he came out of the formation, and after the formation, Ye Bai erased the sanity in the Yuan Shen and swallowed it casually.

Whew!

After putting away the Yuan Shen, Ye Bai tore open the storage space of the old man of the Wind Clan, this old man has the late stage of the king level, that is, the realm of the late stage of Lichen, and his net worth is not bad, there are nearly 10 million immortal stones alone, things like spiritual treasures, needless to say, Ye Bai smiled and accepted them one by one.

After Ye Bai took everything, he flew into the distance.

"The four soul clans who escaped are not my opponents, and they must go to the next layer to find helpers. However, the Wind Clan of the Starry Sky Realm should not be able to break into here, the monks of the Dust Realm, I am not afraid, the only trouble is that if they can't chase and kill me, they will arrange more prohibitions and formations to seal the passage of the third and second layers, which will undoubtedly cut off my way back. ”

Ye Bai's brows condensed slightly, calmly analyzing every possible situation.

"It seems that we must find the soul fluid and get out of here before the WindClan forces block the exit, but ...... Is there really soul fluid in this layer?"

The more he searched, the more Ye Bai felt like he had a vague road ahead.

That time, when he dominated the bounty totem pole, a monk who broke through the Nine Dead Star Sea almost turned this layer upside down, but Ye Bai didn't hear that anyone got the soul fluid, at least it was not circulated in the market.

After thinking for a while, Ye Bai emptied his mind, concentrated on what was in front of him, and searched carefully.

......

On the other side, the four escaped Wind Clans, after running out, were relieved to see that Ye Bai did not chase after them.

However, the four of them knew that they were not Ye Bai's opponents, and the news that the Terrans had broken into here again had to be spread to the depths immediately, so they quickly changed their direction and flew towards the third layer and the passage to the fourth layer together.

The passage from the third layer to the fourth layer was originally blocked by the majestic Daoist and Ren Thirteen with a formation ban more than a thousand years ago, and after the two of them, it seemed that they had mysteriously arranged some means to strengthen the sealing effect of the Wind Clan.

But as Ye Bai expected, there is no shortage of powerful masters in the Wind Clan in the depths below, and they may still be the old opponents of the Great Juggernaut, and the Great Juggernaut is improving. This person is also improving.

Although he couldn't get out himself, he could still do it by breaking the blockade arranged by the majestic Daoist and Ren Thirteen, and then send low-level monks out to destroy the seal of the Great Master.

But it depends on the situation, the seal that the Great Juggernaut set up this time. It shouldn't be that simple to break. The master of the Wind Clan's starry sky realm still can't break through.

The Feng Clan, who first arrived in front of the passage, was a handsome young man, although handsome, his temperament was quite cold, because of the reason for fleeing for his life, there was still a little panic in his eyes, and he saw that the aura of formation prohibition near the passage was pervasive, and it was not destroyed. The man breathed a sigh of relief, recognizing that it had been rearranged by the WindClan themselves.

"Fenglan, why are you so flustered?"

In the white mist of the formation, an old man's figure flashed, fifty or sixty years old, with white hair, wrinkled face, and a majestic and cold complexion. It has the realm of the late king-level stage.

When standing in the void, it gives people a feeling of towering trees. Although the white hair danced in the wind and the wings flapped rhythmically, the body did not waver at all, and a pair of deep eyes, undisturbed, could be sent to guard here. Obviously not a general.

"Brother Dao, the human race has broken in, Brother Fengding Dao and them have been killed!"

The young man named Fenglan is compared to him. It's going to be a lot worse, and when I heard his words, I hurriedly replied.

"Is there finally another Terran?"

The white-haired old man's face was calm, as if he had expected to come back on this day, and as if he was looking forward to this day, a trace of hatred appeared in the depths of his eyes, in the eyes of the Wind Clan monks, every wandering monk was the minions of the great master.

"How did they die?"

The white-haired old man asked immediately after a slight groan.

Fenglan told the story of the matter, focusing on Zizhu.

The white-haired old man pondered for a long time, and after a long time, asked, "So, this person relied on that bead magic weapon that can hide people, and the sneak attack was successful?"

The old man looked at Fenglan's gaze, slightly dissatisfied, and the implication was nothing more than that in the face of a sneak attack of a mid-stage monk from the dust, you couldn't even take it.

Boundless coercion, enveloping each other.

Feng Lan's face changed, and he hurriedly said: "Brother Dao, don't misunderstand, although this person has taken the opportunity to sneak attack, but his own supernatural means are also extremely strong, otherwise Brother Dao is popular, it is impossible for us to escape immediately, this person must be a Dao Heart Wheel Monk." His movement was so fast that I didn't feel it clearly, Brother Fengxing Dao had already let us escape. ”

The old man's eyes were slightly condensed, as if he still didn't believe his words.

Fenglan's face suddenly looked difficult, you must know that the person opposite him is not a good stubble, he is a famous iron-masked monk in the clan.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

At this moment, three sounds of breaking the sky came from afar.

The two of them turned their heads to see that there were three more WindClan flapping their wings, flying from afar, and they were the other three WindClan monks who had escaped.

"Brother Dao, Feng Lan is not lying, that guy is indeed very powerful, his Dao Heart Wheel breath seems to be a three-heart wheel ......"

The three of them came side by side, and a middle-aged monk in the middle said with a gloomy face, and the words fell, and he had already arrived in front of the two.

Hearing the middle-aged monk's words, the other two Feng Clans also nodded, remembering the swift and violent scene of Ye Bai killing Feng Ding and Feng Xing that day, and the two even showed a look of palpitation.

Seeing the three of them arrive and speak out to support him, Fenglan was also relieved.

"Three-hearted wheel, you read that right?"

The white-haired old man's gaze finally became solemn at this moment, and he looked at the middle-aged monk with some surprise.

The middle-aged monk thought for a while, frowned, and said, "This person is too fast, after the lightning killed Feng Dingfengxing, he changed his artistic conception and supernatural powers, and I don't dare to be sure......"

The white-haired old man nodded, then looked at the other two, who shook their heads to indicate that they hadn't had time to notice.

After thinking for a moment, the white-haired old man said categorically: "Fenglan, you go to the fourth layer, report this matter to Elder Fengfutu, and ask him to have an idea, the three of you will stay and stay here with me." ”

"Yes!"

The four of them responded, acted separately, and Fenglan immediately entered the formation prohibition.

In the Black Temple World, the storm is rising again, this time, Ye Bai will be alone, facing the Wind Clan master who came up from the depths below.

......

The fourth floor of the Black Temple, Thunder World!

This is a purple world, the light is slightly dim, and the whole world seems to be covered with a mysterious purple veil.

As soon as you enter, you will find high and low rolling hills. The hills are covered with lush vegetation, perhaps because they have been soaked in thunder purple for too long, all of them show a heavy purple, bright and mysterious, which makes people unconsciously indulge in it.

And if you look closely. On those purple branches and leaves, there seemed to be a little bit of electric light flowing through, like spiritual roots, but the breath was just ordinary grass and trees.

The vitality of this layer is even richer than that of the third layer, and perhaps it is also the soul qi.

Fenglan came from the world below the third layer, so he was already used to such a scene, and after entering. Without stopping for a moment, he vibrated his wings and flew out in front of him, as fast as the wind.

......

The hilly terrain is gradually getting higher.

The trees are also taller, some of them are hundreds of feet, covering the sky, and the scenery is magnificent, which makes people fascinated.

It's even quieter than every. This is a place similar to the Yellow Springs realm, an ordinary beast. There is no way to survive here, all the way over, only lonely, or groups of soul shadow beasts, wandering quietly on their own territory. Ordinary soul shadow beasts, when the Wind Clan, the phantom beast royal family, pass by, are also in a quiet state, and will not riot for no reason.

Occasionally, there are village-like deposits, obviously. The Wind Clan has already established scattered strongholds here, and it is obviously not easy for these Wind Clan to continue cultivating after death.

The terrain is getting higher and higher.

After more than three months of almost non-stop travel, Fenglan finally arrived at his destination.

This is a mountain as high as two or three thousand zhang, the mountain is not majestic, but surprisingly long, spread to the distance, the mountain also shows purple, purple spiritual flowers and plants grow everywhere, look up, vaguely see the palace-like storage zài, distributed all over the mountain.

I can't see the monks coming and going, and I have become a wind clan in a state of ghost cultivation, and I have lost a lot of desires, and I have been sealed here by the big master, and I practice hard behind closed doors, which may be the choice of most wind clans.

Forbidden formations, overlapping!

After shuttling through the tea time, Fenglan finally reached the top of the mountain.

There is only a lonely hall on the top of the mountain, about ten zhang high, thirty or forty zhang in circumference, simple and quaint, the walls and the roof, crawling with purple vines, lonely hanging outside the world, standing on the top of the mountain.

The door of the main hall was closed, and there was no half-guard at the door.

In addition, there are no other palaces and monks on the top of the mountain, and the identity of the monks in the temple is obviously not simple.

Feng Lan arrived at the door of the main hall, knelt on one knee, looked respectful, and said in a deep voice: "Feng Lan greets Elder Futu, something happened on the third floor!"

There was no prohibition on the door, and the sound went through the hall.

After a while, the door of the main hall opened silently, and the cold wind flowed out of the hall and rushed to the face, even if it was already a ghost cultivator, the wind was like falling into an ice cave, and he couldn't help but shiver with cold.

In the main hall, there is no lighting, the light is even dimmer, only a figure can be seen sitting in the depths of the hall, two eyes flashing with electricity, straight to the wind, the breath is extremely powerful.

This man has extremely broad shoulders, and he sits there on one side of the wall, as calm as a mountain, his eyes are cold and majestic, and he has not yet spoken or made any other movements, and has exuded supreme coercion, and his face is not real.

Before this person, he didn't know what kind of magic power he was cultivating, and the main hall was filled with purple-black sword qi, sharp and slender, which was creepy, and the most strange thing was that these purple-black sword qi were filled with a pious aura similar to totem poles.

Fenglan's half-kneeling body sank suddenly, and his face became more solemn.

"What?"

The monk in the hall said coldly, after saying these two words, he didn't say much, he looked like he cherished words like gold, and his voice was low and hoarse, it should be a middle-aged man.

Fenglan didn't dare to delay, and hurriedly told him what happened on the third floor, without missing any points.

"A monk who turns the wheel of three hearts in the middle of the dust......"

After hearing this, the monks in the hall flashed slightly, and their voices were a little playful, and they said to themselves: "If this person does not rely on the pill to achieve the three-heart wheel, the old man also has to write a word, if it is achieved by the pill, it is not very remarkable." However, he can deduce the three-heart wheel supernatural power, and his understanding is amazing. ”

Fenglan listened attentively, but did not dare to speak.

The monk in the temple did not speak again, his brow furrowed in thought.

A three-hearted wheel monk must already be a top master under the stars, a master of the starry sky in the Wind Clan. If you can't rush to the third layer, if you want to kill the opponent, you can only send the elite of the Wind Clan, or a large number of monks.

After thinking for a moment, the monk in the hall said in a deep voice, "You go and find Feng Guhe to meet me." ”

"Yes!"

Fenglan was in good spirits and answered. Turn away.

In the Wind Clan's soul cultivation, there are many masters, but if you talk about the top five stores under the starry sky, there must be this guy named Feng Guhe, regardless of the immortal treasure, this person is even stronger than the wind godless back then, and he is a Feng Clan genius who comprehended the perfect wheel of the Dao heart in the middle of the king level.

......

After a while, Fenglan returned with a thin and tall Feng Clan. Needless to say, it was the wind lone crane.

When the Wind Clan monks were young, most of the men were handsome and chic, and the women were beautiful, but this monk named Feng Guhe was extremely ordinary in appearance, if it weren't for the pair of wings behind him, the custody would make people think that he was a human disguise.

This man is in his early thirties. He is nine feet tall and has long hands and feet. When he flew over, his outstretched wings were much larger than Fenglan, and he seemed to be thin, but his mixed body exuded a strong aura that only the late king-level Cunzài had in the later stage.

Ordinary appearance, low eyebrows and lowered eyes. The essence of the eyes is shining, although the breath is strong, but the temperament seems a little lonely, looking lonely, like a lonely crane living alone. Coupled with the gray-black soul qi shrouded outside his body, it added a bit of mystery.

"I've seen Elder Futu!"

After arriving, Feng Guhe bowed slightly to the monks in the hall, and there was not much respect, obviously he was also a monk who was extremely proud in his bones.

Fengfu Tu Chengfu was extremely deep, his eyes flashed, and he said with a somewhat playful smile in his voice: "Gu He, your opponent is here, and he is also a three-hearted wheel of mid-stage dust boy, you-don't want to lose to him!"

When Feng Guhe heard this, his eyes lit up, but this person was not a fool, he was not carried away by the battle intent, and immediately asked: "Has the human race broken in again?"

Feng Futu gestured to Feng Lan and said, "Feng Lan, you come to sue him." ”

Feng Lan recounted what happened on the third layer, and said: "This person is the first to come in hundreds of years, whether there is anyone else, it is not clear, but according to the task practice of the master, every time there will be a large number of wandering monks to do the task, it may not be that no other human race will come in behind him." ”

Hearing this, Feng Guhe nodded slightly.

Feng Fu Tu's voice became cold and said: "Gu He, you immediately select the elite in the clan, take them to the third layer, first re-seal the passage from the third layer to the second layer, and then kill the Nine Dead Star Sea monks who have entered the third layer, especially this kid, he must not stay, if he grows up, maybe it will be a big help for the master!"

Sou!

When the words fell, the wind sounded, and a pitch-black sign shot out of the hall, shooting straight at the wind and the lonely crane.

"You take my identity token to go, in the Thunder World, the monks of the king-level realm, you can choose, if there is anyone who does not follow, you will be decided!"

Feng Futu added, in the darkness, there was a cold and decisive look in his two eyes!

"Yes!"

Feng Guhe said in a deep voice, turned away, the slender figure, disappeared in the purple light and shadow, and when he left, the corner of this person's eyes glanced at the tree not far away, and glanced slightly.

Fenglan also said goodbye and left.

At the entrance of the main hall, there was no one else.

......

The door of the hall did not close, Feng Futu's eyes flashed, and he shouted with a little displeasure in his voice: "Partridge, you still haven't come out yet?"

When the words fell, a silver bell-like woman's laughter suddenly sounded.

"The teacher is still so clever, I have already performed the Void Escape Technique you taught, but I didn't expect to be discovered by you. ”

In the shadow of a big tree not far from the hall, silently, a slender figure walked out, taking lotus steps, and walked in the direction of the main hall.

This person is a female cultivator of the Feng clan, twenty-five years old, slender and graceful, with beautiful lines, undulating mountains, and an amazing beauty, with a high nose and deep eyes, bright eyes, with a bit of exoticism, which can be called stunning, and the most touching place is a small red mole at the corner of the mouth, which adds a bit of cuteness.

This woman's eyes are extremely smart, and she seems to be coquettish, but in the depths of her eyes, there is a bit of unspeakable cunning, like an elf in this purple world, her hair is a rare dark green in the wind clan, and she is fluttering like a cloud when she walks.

Listening to the tone of the two, this woman seems to be called Wind Partridge, and the relationship with Wind Relief is that of master and apprentice.

"You are also a monk of the king-level realm, and one of the genius descendants of the clan, go back and wait for the order, the lone crane may pick you to go with you. ”

Feng Futu didn't give his apprentice a good face, and said coldly, with a clear distinction between public and private.

"The teacher thinks that the guy who is the wind lone crane didn't find me? If he wanted to pick me along, he would have called me out just now. ”

Wind Partridge's beautiful eyes flashed, and he said with a smile, and then said: "Feng Guhe is arrogant, and he has always wanted to prove that he is more powerful than any of our generation, especially the dead godless brother, so it is impossible for him to pick any of us." ”

The woman had a perceptive look and a firm voice. (To be continued......)