For several days, Bai Shipan sat on this lotus stone platform, never leaving, never opening his eyes, and his body was still, like a stone statue carved to life.

The purple light still emanated from the surroundings of this lotus stone platform, and the purple aura on the top of the white stone was still slowly rotating, and in its rotation, there was still a trace of purple aura pouring from the top of his head, and then permeating his whole body, before this time, the white stone still did not feel any changes in his body, even if these breaths poured into his body.

It was only at this moment that his closed eyes finally opened.

Obviously, this opening was not due to the disturbance of outsiders. He must now be in the will of no question, and there is no one but him. Even if Ziyan and Zilong are in the will of nothing, but Ziyan and Zilong get along with Baishi in two completely different worlds, Baishi can't get out, and they can't get in.

Perhaps out of the Buddha-figure of Wuwen, no one can come here except with the permission of Wuwen's mind.

This time the eyes were opened, and it was also the first time in several days that I felt the changes in my body.

Purple light slowly emanated from Shiraishi's body, with a little peace. There was also a trace of power shuttling through his body, making him obviously feel that the flesh and blood on his body were rapidly thickening, so that when he was immersed in the vast consciousness, he saw a trace of purple aura at this moment, and these purple breaths had turned into his cultivation power.

He was very convinced that at this moment, if these purple breaths that had turned into the power of his own cultivation were emitted, they would definitely be several times higher than before. It is equivalent to saying that these purple breaths brought Bai Shi, a monk who had just stepped into the Wheel Realm, directly to the late stage of the Wheel Realm. It's like containing the power of countless years, and the power of these years is the strength of his power.

This change. When De Baishi opened his eyes, not only did his eyes show a burning heat, but even his face was excited. He knew that with his cultivation in the Wheel Realm and the slight inheritance of the will of Wu Wen at this time, he would be able to confront a mid-stage powerhouse in the Underworld Realm at this time!

He didn't know if Zi Yan and Zi Long had come out of this Wuwen will, but it was obviously impossible, because it was impossible for them to go out before Wuwen's will was gone. In other words, Shiraishi must obtain the full inheritance of Wuwen's will before they can leave here. So. Shiraishi is not alone when absorbing the will of no question.

Even if he is lonely, it will not affect his progress in obtaining the inheritance. Over the years, Shiraishi has long been accustomed to this loneliness.

Especially when thinking about someone in my heart, that kind of loneliness is the most intense. So when Bai Shi's eyes opened at this moment, he suddenly thought of Ouyang Jingjing, he didn't know how long it had been since he entered this unasked will. Because he knows it very well. Ouyang Jingjing wants to marry Jingnanzhu. Therefore, when Ouyang Jingjing is unwilling, he must obtain this unasked will in order to break his fate. in order to recognize Ouyang Jingjing.

He didn't even know that at this time, in that Feathered City, there was a disaster for Ouyang......

So, after a little excitement and fleeting memories. Shiraishi continued to close his eyes and slowly continued to gain the inheritance.

In the second day, there is no place for the village. In the room where Master Wuque Zhuang respected the sword without a trace, at this time, the sword without a trace of his eyes showed a coldness, after countless years of absorbing souls, on this day, he finally started to attack the monks of his own Zhuang Academy. In addition to the monk who had already been killed by him, the second one was the leader of this feathered city, Jingnan Bamboo!

In fact, a few days ago, Sword Without a Trace had made a decision, he was waiting for the time, and that time was coming. Therefore, he spent the five Wheel Realm monks of Wuque Village and the five Wutai Realm monks to conflict with the Ouyang family, and then at the same time that both sides were defeated, he could carry out his plan.

Jing Nanzhu stood in the ancient house of Jian Wuzhu, his expression was already pale, and his soul was slowly detached from his body, for the purity of Jing Nanzhu's soul, Jian Wuxian had already known, and the reason why he came to absorb it at this moment was because he had waited for the best time, so he believed that if Jing Nanzhu's soul was absorbed, the purity of his soul would be greatly improved.

Absorbing Ye Qiu's soul is close at hand.

Jing Nanzhu's consciousness was already in an extreme trance, facing Jian Wuxian absorbing his soul, he couldn't do the slightest reaction at this time, gradually, his body was paralyzed, until a moment later, his expression became sluggish, he lost his soul, and his memory was completely erased by Jian Wuji, becoming a walking corpse without the power of cultivation, and becoming a puppet of Jian Wuxi.

In this Wuque Village, the soul that does not exist is the sword without a trace, but after countless years of absorbing the soul, the purity of his soul has surpassed that of most monks. So he was finally able to continue his plan.

In the blink of an eye, five days have passed.

In these five days, Sword Without a Trace has absorbed a large number of monk souls. There seems to be nothing abnormal in the entire Wuque Village, and it seems that everything is going on as usual, but if you look closely, it is not difficult to find that most of the monks are already sluggish.

There were some monks who were a little stronger or more attentive and eventually discovered this, but in return, they lost their souls in advance. Because when they discovered these anomalies, they chose the master they trusted the most, so they discovered the truth of the facts, but when they knew the truth of the facts, it was too late.

In the past five days, countless Changhong still flew out of the Jingnan family, and most turned into monks who rushed towards the protective ring of the Ouyang family, such waves of impacts, although it still did not make the surface of the protective ring look abnormal, but under this protective circle, those who issued the protective ring have been extremely difficult.

It wasn't until three months had passed that a moon appeared in the night sky that was not round, but it was not like a scythe, but it was bumpy like an unnamed object. In this night sky, the sword was traceless in the ancient house, and at this moment, a large amount of black gas gathered on his face, rapidly changing all kinds of strange faces, at this moment, his five fingers suddenly grabbed the Ding furnace in front of him, and this Ding furnace was grabbed by him, and suddenly shrunk to the size of the black bead next to him, and was pinched in the palm of his hand.

At this time, Jian Wuxian grabbed the black bead on the side again, when the bead appeared in his palm, he rotated the bead back and forth in his hand, his eyes condensed on the black bead, after condensing for a while, the corner of his mouth suddenly showed a sly smile, his eyes showed coldness, and his heart seemed to have a choice.

He knew better than anyone else that inside this black bead, Ye Qiu's soul was bound, that pure soul.

So, he walked out of his ancient house, his eyes looked at the night sky, when most of the monks had already slept, his body, turned into a long rainbow, suddenly appeared in the sky, his hands slowly spread out, and suddenly in those hands, there was a huge black light, quickly spreading. In an instant, it filled the sky over the entire Wuque Village.

And when this black light was diffuse, his finger pointed at the black light, and suddenly pointed, and after a while, the black light made a buzzing sound, and in his sight, a huge gossip suddenly appeared, and this gossip was turning.

The sound of turning and humming finally alarmed all the monks in Wuque Village, and these monks became gloomy one by one, and woke up from their dreams, and after rushing out of the room, they saw this strange scene, and also saw that in the sky and sky, it seemed that a person's Shizun sword was without a trace, and Shizun at this time looked like a monk who had gone mad.

The robe on his body rose without wind, the hair on his head was unkempt, and his eyes were cold. His eyes swept to this Wuque Village, and when almost all the disciples of Wuque Zhuang discovered this scene, the black bead in his hand suddenly threw it at the top of the Bagua Array, and suddenly the black bead flew towards the Bagua, and finally suspended in the center of this Bagua.

At the same time, he threw the shrunken Ding Furnace, and after the Ding Furnace became larger, it was also suspended in the center of the gossip, and at this time, in some of the Ding Furnace caves, there was a trace of fire seeping out. But this burst of fire, when people feel it, does not have the slightest heat, but a little more cold, and it seems that it may be frozen at any time.

Under this black light, in the rotation of this gossip, these monks began to exclaim what was going on with this qiē, but after all, they did not meet the answer of Jian Wuxi, knowing that the soul of their bodies had begun to be absorbed, and they finally knew what was going on with the qiē, so they had surprise in their eyes, but this surprise turned into a kind of sluggishness after a moment.

At this time, Jian Wuji's hands had already formed claw-shaped, and a huge force of absorption and withdrawal emanated from the palms, and finally penetrated into this black light, gathering on the monk's body, making these monks flee frantically with a sound of exclamation.

Some of the monks turned into rainbows and tried to escape, but when they hit the black light, they were bounced back.

Until the clarity of the seventh day came, Jian Wuxi's closed eyes slowly opened, his face became extremely pale at the moment, the hair on his head seemed to be much whiter, the fingertips of the five fingers, the nails had grown a lot, and the corners of his eyes were as red as blood, but his lips were extremely black, this blackness, when people looked at it, there was a chilling feeling, his whole shape at the moment, as if he had activated an inexplicable secret method, like a demon from the depths of hell!

Taking a deep breath, it seemed that he was feeling the fresh air of this early morning, and when he looked around, he had a choice in his heart.

Disaster is really coming!(To be continued......