The pale phosphorus cremated into a thunder and lightning-like spiral expansion, directly entangling Bailang in it. An infinite force out of thin air was about to pull Bailang's soul out. It was a sharp pain like tearing, and Bailang felt that he almost fought back. "Take the soul and body together to Huangquan Biliangsaka!" Bailang used his magical skills, and the energy of the Nandou White Tiger Fist teared the air and made a sharp sound.

But it's useless.

The next moment, the white tiger phantom suddenly appeared, jumping and roaring vividly. However, the white tiger and the illusory shadow of Bai Lang who was torn out were coiled up and were about to be thrown into the center of the spiral pale phosphorus fire. "If you can't realize the power to control the ghost, this will be given in vain!" Bai Lang was like holding shit, and he was lucky, and the true meaning of the tiger-shaped body in his heart continued to understand. This time, he remembered the arbitrary intention of killing a long time ago, when his martial arts were not that high.

Those who were killed by him appeared in front of him at this moment. Under the power of the underworld waves of the corpse energy, these faint resentment entangled on Bai Lang appeared one after another, and became dead souls. "Has he killed so many people?" Bai Lang saw all the ghosts. He had the true intention of the White Tiger. Although he had never understood it, he was born to control the souls of those who were killed by him.

The most of them were soldiers wearing heads and belly, and incomplete armor. Bai Lang stepped on thousands of troops, and he killed more than tens of thousands of people on the battle formation. At present, under the power of the accumulated corpse energy, these people first appeared and turned into pale phosphorus fire, and threw themselves into the entrance of the Yellow Spring where the accumulated corpse energy was opened. Bai Lang had a spirit of heart, and suddenly a tiger roared, and the white tiger phantom and his phantom were combined into one, and they penetrated into his body one by one, with a tiger roar and a golden bell falling from the sky, protecting Bai Lang in it.

Bai Lang shook his body, and the giant tiger roared and directly called out the ghost that had not been swept away, turning it into explosive bombs and directly shattered the corpse-accumulating air. "It's a good accumulation, and I'm quite willing to spend all the money accumulated. I used up all the money accumulated in one breath, otherwise I wouldn't be able to blow up my corpse-accumulating air." Bai Lang panted, and Siwu was wearing the Cancer Golden Sacred Clothes and said leisurely, "Congratulations, this is the first step to the road that has not been opened."

The Golden Saint hugged her arms, "That is the strength of my corpse-accumulating energy wave, and she did not release water at all. Now that you have mastered the soul control technique, you have to walk the road afterwards. I can live up to the baboon, so I left. Goodbye, when I go to the tavern in the future, remember to invite me to have a drink." After that, he turned into a golden meteor and rushed upwards, flashing from the illusion of the palace in the sky.

That is something that Bai Lang can see, there are gods and Buddhas in this world.

Now the gods and Buddhas in this world cannot curb Siwu at all, and Bai Lang also knows that his fate has been completely covered up - not only Siwu, but also the jade fish refiner on his body also confused his fate.

Bai Lang also mentioned his light skills and ran away quickly along the mountain road. Now he could not fly with the wind. He had not reached the point of completely transcending. He had not mastered enough power and had not completely turned into his shape and his foundation. After running for an hour, Bai Lang finally went home again, so as not to beating the gongs and drums to find people in the government. Bai Lang practiced like this for a while - and speaking of the world of the Red Mansion, time was a bit strange.

Just as Jia Baoyu is actually not very good at age in the book, Bai Lang's "growth" in this world is also under his control. He now looks like a 15 or 16-year-old boy, and so is Jia Baoyu. However, to the outside world, they are about ten years old, of course, some people say that they are fifteen years old. In short, age is not a problem, so don't go into it. This year, I'm not afraid to meet him in this world.

I was dead at the border and was still in a critical condition. In just three days, Bai Lang had already raised his braids. After half a month, Bai Lang received news of his acute illness and death at the same time. The emperor also knew that he summoned Bai Lang, the prince of Tianshui, and comforted him with kind words, and then ordered him to go to the border to support the coffin and return to Beijing to hold a funeral in the capital. Bai Lang had already taken over the title of Count of Tianshui in advance, and assaulted the position of general, and was named third-rank general.

Bai Lang took his servants and rode his horse and rushed all the way. In less than a month, he had already arrived at the border, which was considered to have entered the mourning hall of his cheap father. Three days later, he carried the coffin back to the capital and buried it in the ancestral tomb at home. Of course, Bai Lang would not open the coffin. Not only did he not lift it up, but he also put a coffin in his father's title. With his coffin, he could sleep with a coffin. Put the coffin in a carriage, and the servants guard it. Bai Lang stayed in front of him and walked slowly.

There were several carriages along with him, including his cheap father's concubine and his concubine's concubine's concubine, all of whom were younger than him. Bai Lang had no malice towards them, and he was also planning to bring them all back to the capital to enjoy their happiness. In the future, he would have to go to the border to guard, and these guys should stay in the capital as playboys. Of course, Bai Lang was going to split up when he went back, and each of the concubines and these cheap brothers and sisters all gave a sum of money to live in a house. This was probably the financial resources.

It's nothing more than life.

He was a passerby in this life, and even if he defeated Tian Shuibou family, it didn't matter. During the process of going to the border to hold the coffin, he could have a good understanding of who his opponent was. At first, they were Mongolian Tartars after the split, but now a stronger opponent has appeared. I heard that they were Rakshasa people from the West, and they were one of the Rakshasa people called the Cossacks. Bai Lang laughed at the time of hearing it, especially when he heard that those Mongolians were driven away by Rakshasa people, and even those who were desperate to surrender.

"It seems that we will kill the Russians again in the future." Nowadays, general artillery and grenade guns have appeared, and are in an era of alternating hot and cold weapons.

It took him three months to walk to the capital. It was estimated that the cheap father should be completely rotten in the coffin. The emperor asked a eunuch to promulgate the deceased, and gave him funeral supplies and funeral items and wrote a couplet with him. Bai Lang took advantage of the situation and had to mourn for three years, and spent another half a month to bury his cheap father. Nowadays, mourning means that he cannot marry, and Bai Lang has no engagement.

As soon as my father was buried, Bai Lang summoned the concubines and his younger siblings left by my father in the lobby of the Tianshui Bo Mansion. "I will divide my family with you today. This is a land deed and a merchant deed, and some scattered gold and silver. I have already divided it according to the head. You can get one of them later. If you want to live in the Bo Mansion, you have already divided your courtyards, but I am afraid you will have to live your own life next."
Chapter completed!