Before seeing any monks on the other side, this words came from the void, like a thousand miles of voice transmission. But in fact, this is a strange magical technique, which caused most monks to have a trance in a flash. In this trance, there was a buzzing sound echoing from their ear curtains.

This strange magical technique is somewhat similar to the sound magical technique that Shiraishi realized. But compared to Shiraishi's magical technique, the magical technique he issued is indeed a bit slim.

A smile appeared on the corner of Shirashi's mouth, which contained extreme sarcasm. But he was pondering in his heart: "I didn't expect that before the person arrived, he would use such a magical technique. Is this going to give us a warning? Haha..."

And as the sound echoed, especially when the word "gray robe" was said, you could see that the leader of the gray robe who had been stationed at the entrance of the Sixth Day Passage had now looked a little trembling, as if he was frightened.

While everyone was still in amazement, a strong fluctuation suddenly appeared in a certain place in the void as the sound echoed.

And just after this powerful wave erupted, a white stream of light suddenly burst out during this wave. The stream of light bounced out as if it bounced out. At the moment of its appearance, it emitted a buzzing sound. In the echoing sound, the white stream of light suddenly turned into a monk, stopped in the air, looking down at Bai Shi and others.

This man called out a green robe, but there were strange patterns on the robe. Although I don’t know what the pattern was, it felt strange and serene when people looked, and it felt a bit strange and serene, which arose naturally, like a representative of evil.

His face was pale, and he stood in the air with his hands on his back. His eyes looked extremely deep. But under this depth, it seemed like there was a dark manifestation, like endless. When people looked up, they felt like they were in the eighteen levels of hell, as if they would never be able to reincarnate. There was also a chill that suddenly rose from the soles of their feet, making people shudder.

His hair was tied very simply. But there was a small gap between his eyebrows, which exuded a faint black aura. This breath even turned into a faint black light, as if it was caught in a certain poisonous gas. But when he looked up, the black aura was slowly squirming, like a black bug in the middle of his eyebrows.

But if an experienced monk can see that it is not the permeation of poisonous gas, but the person has practiced a strange and evil magical technique, and such black gas will appear at this time.

The moment this person appeared, he did not turn his eyes to the others, but condensed himself on the monk in the gray robe. Obviously, the monk in the gray robe was the gray robe in his mouth. It was just his eyes. When he condensed on the monk in the gray robe, he showed a kind of ferocity, as if sharpness came out of the gaze, which was intimidating.

This is the monk called the gray robe at this moment. That's exactly what it is!

"Master...Uncle Master..." When the gray robe looked at the monk who was staying in the air, she seemed to not even dare to raise her head completely. She lowered her head slightly, and said in a timid voice as her body trembled.

The monk in the air listened to the trembling voice of the monk in the gray robe, snorted coldly and said, "You still know that I am your uncle... Hurry up and bring us here for me!" When this person spoke at the end, he felt like a deep shout, and then a muffled thunder, as if he had a command and intimidation tone. The monk in the gray robe trembled again.

But after just the trembling body, the monk in the gray robe did not continue to make any moves. It was obvious that he was afraid of Shiraishi, but also afraid of the uncle he mentioned. It was indeed difficult to make a choice between these two.

At the same time, in the air, several streams of light suddenly fell from the sky, with a buzzing sound, stirring the void. Amid the fluctuations of the cultivation aura, they turned into monks and looked at Bai Shi and others.

Bai Shi glanced roughly and saw that there were about a hundred monks. At this moment, one of them looked extremely indifferent, and after seeing it, people felt a sense of coldness. But under this indifference, there was a kind of unconcealed unforgettable and murderous intent everywhere.

They were one by one next to the strangely dressed monk, as if waiting for instructions. But around his body, there were waves of power spreading, like layers of alarmed smoke, and like ripples. Even the waves were so numerous that when you looked from afar, it was like a vast ocean, with waves.

"Why? You are still here, how dare you disobey the uncle's life?" The monk wearing a strange robe had a stronger murderous intent at this moment. Although his words were not big, there was an extremely murderous intent in this ordinary word. Even when the words fell, strong auras of cultivation echoed around his body. They turned into black streams, like black pythons, passing around his body. The void was stirred, and waves appeared, and there were even whistling sounds reflected in everyone's ear curtains. It was obvious that the moment the breath echoed, the monk in the gray robe breathed rapidly, and his face turned red involuntarily.

Facing his uncle, the monk in gray robe seemed to have no courage to speak, let alone refute. In this situation, all he needed was a person who stood up to speak for him and helped him out. It was obvious that Shiraishi was such a person. Just when the monk in gray robe didn't know how to answer, Shiraishi said calmly: "He is no longer yours."

"You..." The man frowned slightly, with doubts in his eyes. But when his eyes were condensed on Bai Shi, his expression changed a little, and the previous doubts seemed to be resolved, and he said, "You are Bai Shi!"

"Yes, I'm Shirashi. You are here this time to come to find me." Shirashi's words echoed and took a step forward. This step was very light and did not bring out any fluctuations in the cultivation aura.

Hearing this, the monk wearing a strange robe suddenly smiled, but the smile contained cunning and sarcastic meaning, and said, "I didn't expect that Master would have so much trouble for a monk like you... Wait, I will handle our family affairs first, and then talk to you." After the monk wearing a strange robe, after he finished his words, he did not wait for Bai Shi's answer. His eyes turned to the monk wearing a gray robe and continued, "You really can't come?"

This statement contained more murderous intent than before. And after the words fell, the monk wearing a strange robe, whose eyebrows were at the same black aura as if it was like a little insect, turned into a... black sword!

The moment the sword appeared, the monk wearing a strange robe had a drastic expression. His pale face gradually became dark. Even in this dimness, it could be clearly seen that black meridians could be seen with naked eyes, and even as if they were impacted by strong power, they could rush out of the skin at any time, like earthworms, making his face look like a dead soul from hell, hideous and terrifying!

Gray Robe's body was still trembling. At this time, he felt a huge crisis. Under this crisis, his breathing became more and more rapid. The blush on his face became even stronger, but if he paid attention, his eyes changed!

It was a kind of determination, and it seemed like making a choice. Yes, the gray robe was making a choice at this moment.

All he had to do was to suppress his inner fear, to muster up the courage to speak out what he wanted to say!

Finally, in a flash, the monk in gray robe finally dared to raise his head and look at his so-called uncle, as if he was no longer afraid, but in fact he just suppressed this fear. He said, "Uncle Master, in fact, Master is not as you think. In order to improve his cultivation power, Master has harmed many innocent people. His selfishness has left many people homeless, and we are just tools he uses!"

Upon hearing this, the monk wearing a strange robe suddenly sneered and said, "So you all know this."

As soon as this was said, everyone seemed to have a breath of cold air, and an incredible look appeared in their eyes. Obviously, this answer surprised each of them very much. Especially the gray-robed monk, his expression changes were the most complicated. He said, "So... you all know!"

"Of course I know, I'll ask you one last time, can't you come over?" The monk in a strange robe shouted again. This sound was like the power of the sky condensed, echoing in the void and could not dissipate for a long time.

At this moment, the eyes of the monk in gray robe finally showed an extreme determination. Facing the words of the monk in strange robe, he said decisively: "I won't go!"

"You, this traitor!" As the monk in gray robe finished his words, the monk in strange clothes suddenly shouted in a deep voice, and one of the hands on his back suddenly waved. Even as the palm was swinging out, a black stream of light suddenly roared out from his sleeves, turning into a black big knife, attacking the monk in gray robe.

This black big sword phantom was transformed by his cultivation power, and even a void was torn apart in this void, and a muffled sound came out.

The expression of this monk in gray robe suddenly changed, and a strong horror appeared in his eyes. With his cultivation level, he could not take this attack at all, and he had no idea that he had just walked out of the brink of death but was in another crisis.
Chapter completed!