The moment the monk Baipai appeared, the leaves in the mountains were dry and fell off, and a stream flowed through the village. Under the cold, the weather was frozen, the water flowed poorly, the spring water was swallowed, and the peaks on both sides were towering and collapsed with a bang.

Zhang Yuan turned his head stiffly, like a broken wooden man. In his life, he had never been so close to death that his entire soul was trembling!

In the distance, where Chen Mo and Sun Wansong fought, the two of them were as if they had been immobilized, and they were frozen in the air in an extremely exaggerated posture. One of them held a golden chain in his hand and turned into a dragon python. The other one was just placed in front of him, holding a dagger in his hand, holding the bloody mouth of the dragon python.

Zhang Yuanyi wanted to resist, but found that his whole body seemed powerless. In the face of absolute strength, even if Zhang Yuanyi wanted to resist, his body would reflexively retreat!

He forced himself to hold up his courage and said, "Who is your lord?"

He actually had his own answer in his heart. As soon as he entered the lotus flower domain, he could cause such a big noise. The spiritual energy and charm of this place were clearly drying up, as if it was drawn by someone with brute force, and his lifelessness was gone, without any trace of vitality.

Besides the owner of the lotus flower field, he could not think of another answer that could cause such a big disturbance.

The monk Baizhi did not answer. The sky in the distance suddenly began to collapse inch by inch. Large pieces of fragments fell from the sky, and a dazzling sword light fell from the sky, shaking the earth. With this sound, a roar of anger was extremely angry!

"Monk! You're looking for death!"

This sound is so familiar that even if you haven't heard it for many years, Zhang Yuanyi instantly recognized it. It was Zhang Shi from Jewelry Town!

Zhang Yuanyi was about to shout to Zhang Shi, but the next moment, a stream of pain came from his shoulders like a soul. In just a moment, his body was quickly collapsed at a speed visible to the naked eye!

Monk Baizhi ignored the terrifying sword energy falling from the sky, and his five fingers formed a hook. He reached out to explore. Zhang Yuanyi's dantian was instantly penetrated, and the next moment, the entire dantian qi palace was uprooted!

Zhang Shi slashed the shoulder of the Baizhi monk with a sword. One of the other's arms was mixed with golden blood, flying in the air.

The sword energy spread upward along the broken arm, stirring wildly in the meridians of the Baizhi Monk.

The white paper monk whistled up to the sky, not caring about the miserable situation on his body at all. Golden blood gushed from the corner of his mouth, "Hahaha! You're still late, my plan will be successful after all!"

He put the small dantian pulled out of Zhang Yuanyi's body into his sleeves, and then covered his palms on Zhang Yuanyi's Tianling, "Come out!"

Zhang Yuanyi, who was originally destroyed by the destruction of the dantian, had already fainted. At this moment, the three souls and six spirits were even stripped out of his body. The Baizhi Monk seemed to have seen what he had dreamed of and grabbed one of the blue soul flowers. This soul flower was one of Zhang Yuanyi and three main souls.

Zhang Shi was furious and rushed to the side of the Baizhi Monk instantly, and several swords hit the other party one after another, "You will definitely die today!"

The Baipaper Monk took Zhang Yuanyi's soul flower, and the burning white paper robe turned into ashes under Zhang Shi's fierce attack. His soul left his body, actually gave up his body, sacrificed a large handful of talismans, and rushed into the distance!

While fleeing quickly, he made gestures in his hand. The lotus flower field shook violently, the sky collapsed and the earth cracked, and quickly rolled back in the direction of Zhang Shi, as if folding a piece of rice paper into a ball, compressing everything here into a desperate situation.

He gave up a blessed land of treasures and heaven, and wanted to leave Zhang Shi here for a while.

Zhang Shi reached out and grabbed Zhang Yuanyi's remaining two souls and six spirits into a group, held them in his hand, waved his hand to put Chen Mo and Sun Wansong into his sleeves and sacrificed his sword!

The lotus flower realm, which was already shaking and about to be destroyed, was cut off by a sword, as if it had set out to set out for a mechanism, the ancient Heavenly Palace, and the abyss left over from the heavenly realm, all exploded.

Ninth level of heaven, Left-rotation heaven.

Above the Nine Heavens is the sky curtain of countless sun, moon and stars hanging. On the Nine Heavens, countless dazzling and huge stars move step by step according to the established trajectory.

The movement of the sun, moon and stars often symbolize the evolution of the great way of the world, which shows how important these nine heavens are.

There are only a handful of people in the whole world who can ascend to the ninth level of heaven and walk with the wind. In front of them, the so-called people on the top of the mountain are just mortals at the foot of the mountain.

The starry sky in the southeast direction, three consecutively formed like a huge bow and arrow, supporting the entire sky

Wolf Star, quiet and shocking.

A huge vortex slowly rose from nothingness and continued to expand, and its speed instantly swept across the three stars surrounding Sirius.

This huge vortex is like a beast with a bloody mouth, bottomless and swallowing everything around it. In the starry sky, it is like a vortex of the deep sea. Any fishing boat approaching will be dragged into the endless abyss.

The deep vortex, just swallowed three of them, made a sniffle sound, which was its unique way of chewing.

From a distance, bunches of sparks flashed by the vortex, fleeting. Only when you really walk in, you will find that bunches of sparks are actually fragments of starry debris.

Just as the vortex continued to expand and devour, a golden sword light, like a thin line, lying across the center of the vortex, and the next moment, the vortex was cut off in the waist!

"Boom!"

The vortex exploded, and everything that had been swallowed before quickly contracted, and the aftermath of the explosion spread rapidly towards the surroundings.

That day, the mortals who were far away in the world looked up and saw a fiery red storm tearing everything out of the sky, and thunder sounded like apocalypse.

The old monk looked up at the sky, regretting that he still felt soft-hearted, and murmured to himself: "Are you really crazy? You are looking for death!"

Luo Lanqing, who was wearing blue clothes and traveling around the world, had a slight thought, "I shouldn't have kept you back then!"

The next moment, it turned into a blue light and rose up from the ground!

But this vision lasted only for a moment. A huge hand that covered the sky and the sun detained the storm in one hand, and his palm suddenly clamped. The terrifying storm only persisted for half a breath and was wiped out!

Zhang Shi came out of the explosion and was furious, "This guy, for his own selfishness, actually destroyed the secrets of the Nine Heavenly Dao without authorization. It's really helpless!"

He held his sword and slashed it on the void, and a crack formed instantly, and his entire body disappeared into it!

The monk who had lost his white paper robe and body, and had only his soul, had his eyes crazy, and his talismans were scattered like rain in his hand, and all his methods were used.

He seemed to hit the empty walls, constantly shuttled between the walls, one shuttled by hundreds of thousands of miles. He looked back at Zhang Shi behind him, and a mustard sword light was getting closer and closer to him.

The monk was shocked, "This guy has indeed inherited Zhang Daoling's realm, but it's useless, I'm about to arrive."

After passing through the last wall of nothingness, the monk paused and fell rapidly towards the world!

The Ghost Cell of the Tang Dynasty!

The monk stepped down to the center of the Tang Dynasty ghost creature, and made seals on the ground, and the palace walls of thousands of feet high buildings and palaces rose from all directions!

In a palace, four ghost kings gathered together, looking at the bald monk who was smiling and lying on the bed in the middle, with a fat head and big ears as Maitreya Buddha, waiting for the following text.

The bald monk waved his hand and said, "It's over. It's too late for us to react any more now. The current situation is no longer something we can handle."

The four ghost kings were silent and had to retreat.

When everyone retreated, the bald monk narrowed his eyes and burst into fierce light, saying, "I didn't expect you to start calculating me back then."

He looked at the terrifying sword light in the sky and said, "But it seems that you don't need me to take action, and you won't be able to survive tomorrow."

In the center of the ghost creature, the air in all directions gathered towards the center like dragons. In the high wall, the illusory soul of the white paper monk grabbed a soul flower with one hand, one swaying in the dark, and one almost withered.

A huge crystal coffin slowly rose above the ground, and an old woman with a pale face lies inside.

The Baizhi Monk was very excited, looked at the old woman in the crystal coffin and said, "Wait for me, wait for me...I will save you now!"

He silently recited the mantra in his heart, and the coffin slowly opened, and the wandering air that had originally gathered rushed in towards the coffin!

Monk Baizhi looked at the two soul flowers in his hand, one of which was Zhang Yuanyi and the other of which was from the black shadow man from the heavenly realm.

For so many years, I have not killed this remnant of the heavenly realm for the sake of the other party’s soul flower. It is still too bad for him just because of this heavenly realm soul flower. It is necessary to have only two soul flowers to have a little chance.

So he chose Zhang Yuanyi, this one also has

The chosen man of the Heavenly Soul Flower.

Originally, he chose another person, but this person stayed in Qingcheng Mountain for many years. Qingcheng Mountain had no chance to succeed, so he had to choose Zhang Yuanyi as this unlucky person.

Fortunately, Zhang Yuanyi's soul flower was much better than he thought, and it was more than enough to facilitate his plan.

As for why it is necessary for the soul flower in the heavenly realm, there is only one reason. The person lying in the crystal coffin in front of him also comes from the heavenly realm.

The surrounding high-rise walls suddenly collapsed, and a sword light crossed the entire space and arrived in an instant!

One piece was slashed on the neck of the monk Baizhi, and the body was separated. The monk Baizhi took advantage of the fact that the ghost creature was still full of air and quickly pressed the soul flower in his hand into the old woman's heart in the coffin!

He picked up the head that fell to the ground and put it back on his body, but found that he could not reconnect the head and the body, so he simply held the head in his arms and smiled and said, "You are still late, my goal has been achieved."

Zhang Shi looked at the old woman in the coffin. At this moment, the other party's chest was emitting a warm light. He sighed and said, "You fell in love with people in the heavens and delayed the war. We have already opened the door. I didn't expect that you are still obsessed with it now."

He lifted the sword in his hand and pointed at the monk and said, "This time, even if this guy can survive, you once again destroy our plan, you must die!"

The monk Baizhi didn't care at all and smiled: "It doesn't matter, I'm content. Tens of thousands of years have passed, and I have lived enough."

As long as she can survive, he is already very satisfied.

At this time, a blue figure appeared beside the monk Baizhi, one that penetrated his heart, and said with regret: "I thought you were a kind of infatuated person back then, and I spared your life. I didn't expect that you, a guy, was so selfish, and he completely ignored the safety of the people."

Of course what he was talking about was not Zhang Yuan Yihunhua, but the big explosion caused by Zhang Shi in the Ninth Heaven to escape.

They each had their own plans. Luo Lanqing never had an absolute support for Zhang Yuanyi's strategy. At most, he could let Zhang Daoling try his best. In his heart, Chen Daoxuan's route was what he really had high hopes for.

On Zhang Yuanyi's road, Chaohu Academy and Zhang Shi's strategy were also made, and Qingcheng Mountain also made a lot of efforts, and many of them were just waiting and watching.

Luo Lanqing was angry this time because this monk destroyed the rules of the Nine Heavens, causing a lot of trouble. The Nine Heavens and Heavens connected to the human world. This guy did this, undoubtedly adding burden to them, and it may also lead to irreparable big mistakes.

Monk Baizhi looked at the long sword passing through his heart, as if he had expected such a result, and smiled, "It's time to end."

The white-haired old woman in the crystal coffin suddenly opened her eyes, and in a daze, she saw the dying monk Baipai, and asked hesitantly: "Liang Chen?"

The monk Baizhi burst into tears and said tremblingly: "It's me...she rain."

The white-haired old woman walked out of the coffin, looked at the surroundings, and asked in confusion: "Why am I here?"

She looked down at the light that shone in her heart, "Who is this soul flower?"

The monk Baizhi was covered in blood and his breath gradually became depressed. He smiled and said, "It's okay, it's okay, everything is fine."

Zhang Shi is in a complicated mood. Zhang Daoling's efforts over the years are just because this guy wants to be ruined?

If Zhang Daoling was still alive at this moment, how should he face his close friend? He clearly agreed to protect Zhang Yuanyi.

Monk Baizhi's body gradually became blurred and he was fatally injured by two Taiqing cultivators one after another. His three souls and six spirits were seriously damaged at this moment, and it was difficult for the gods to save them!

Seeing that the other party was about to disappear, the white-haired old woman rushed over and intended to grab the other party's hand, but just after touching it, the other party's hand dissipated like dust, instantly and turned into strands of golden powder.

She cried and said, "No...No, I don't want to live alone like this, don't leave!"

Baizhi monk Liang Chen looked at the other party with gentle eyebrows and said, "Life well, live for me."

In the blur, Liang Chen seemed to have returned to ten thousand years ago, and the shocking glance in the crowd, from then on, he was no longer destined to be with him.

The stars in the sky were shrouded down, spinning around.

The only thing that can be exchanged for my tomorrow is you.
Chapter completed!