Bai Xiaochun took a deep breath, slowly retracted his gaze, looked at the others, and found Xu Xiaochun who was introduced by Yujian. ≧
This Xiaoshan is best to recognize, handsome and proud. He always lifts his chin when looking at people. It seems that there is nothing that can make him look straight at the people and things. He looks dull, especially conspicuous.
Next to him, there are two beautiful female disciples.
One of them squeezed his shoulders, and another one actually peeled the fruit beside him and put it into his mouth.
At this scene, Bai Xiaochun was a little envious. At the same time, Bai Xiaochun also gradually revealed the disciple of the Blood Stream Sect. Like Song Que, most of his eyes fell on him.
Unlike Danxi Sect’s dissatisfaction and Xuanxi Sect’s contempt, the blood stream sect’s eyes are mostly solemn and jealous, and even more murderous.
Bai Xiaochun felt a little dry and dry, and the blood stream sect disciple's gaze made him feel that something was wrong, and he became very curious about the jade slips that the blood stream sect disciples had introduced to other sect materials.
The cultivator led by the Blood Stream Sect is an old man, wearing a red robe, even his head is red, his face is fair, his back is slightly hunched, his eyes are sharp, his tongue is licking his lips when he glances over the people around him. .
And his tongue, unlike ordinary people, had a fork at the end, like a snake, making all the disciples' scalp numb.
Ouyang Jie and the surnamed Hai and the monk surnamed Lin stopped talking to each other. Instead, they looked towards the blood stream sect together. Especially when their eyes fell on the old man of the blood stream sect, the expressions of Hai and Lin changed drastically. Taking a breath, even Ouyang Jie had an instant dignified expression.
"Snake Linzi, your Blood Stream Sect is late." Ouyang Jie suddenly spoke, his words were not good.
"Hey, it's not that the old man came late, but that the three of you came early." The snake-tongued old man squinted his eyes and said with a smile on his face, looking at Ouyang Jie.
The eyes of the two of them seemed to contain some magical power of pupils, and they immediately unfolded at the moment of looking at each other, as if there was a silent roar, exploded between the two, Ouyang Jie grunted, his complexion was slightly pale, his sleeves flicked, and he stepped back. A few steps, returned to the front of everyone in Lingxi Sect.
And the old man with snake tongue flashed his eyes, the blood in his body rolled, and he took a half step back. When he raised his head, his eyes showed a strange glow.
"Lao Ouyang, I haven't seen you for many years. I have improved my cultivation a lot. Nothing. We have time to relive the past. Since my Blood Stream Sect has arrived, I will open the Abyss of the Falling Sword and try it earlier!" The snake tongue old man raised his right hand and immediately A fragment of jade pendant flew out, floating in the air.
Hai and Lin looked at each other, and both took out the jade pendant fragments. After throwing them out one after another, plus the fourth fragment thrown by Ouyang Jie between his sleeves, the four fragments were immediately butted against each other in midair. Together, it turned into a complete jade pendant.
When the light was shining, the protective light curtain on the ground near the meteor sword was slowly torn open a gap, looking like that, after almost half a stick of incense, an entrance and exit can be opened.
This scene attracted the attention of all the Condensing Qi monks here. When Bai Xiaochun looked at it, Ouyang Jie's voice echoed in the ears of every Lingxi Sect disciple.
"There are more than forty entrances to the world of the sword, and each entrance can pass ten people at most. Each battle is a battle for the entrance. The ambush has been alive all the time. You try to join hands and grasp it yourself! "
"Remember what I told you before. When you meet disciples from other sects, you should not be softhearted. If you can save your life, you can kill if you can. Collect the earth vein energy into the Dao bottle as soon as possible, condense the earth vein energy, and shake the entire meteor sword. The earthly energy of the world!"
As Ouyang Jie confessed to everyone in a low voice, the other three sects who led the team to build the foundation are also confessing similar words to the disciples of their own sect.
Ouyang Jie waved his right hand, and immediately one hundred blue vials went straight to everyone, and everyone got one.
"This is the Taoist bottle!" At this moment, on the ground cracks around the Meteorite sword, the protective light curtain was ripped apart quickly, forming a three-long gap.
Entering this gap, you can follow the large and small cracks on the ground and enter the abyss. In the abyss area, you can see the many gaps of the meteor sword, and any gap can enter the world of the sword.
"The four major sects are restrained by each other and the ancestors are facing each other, making it impossible to step into the foundation, but it cannot be too long in time. The Holy Land can only last for three months. After three months, regardless of success or failure, you must come out, old man Leading you outside."
"In addition, although it is impossible for you to encounter an extreme event, the disciples who have entered the Holy Land in the past will be told that this Holy Land was set up by the four great ancestors and four teleportation formations were set up. Only here is the extreme situation that formed force majeure. At that time, the formation will be mobilized, so that you will be sent back to the sect according to the cultivation method you have cultivated, and even if there is an error, it will be sent to the continent where the sect is located."
"Force majeure does not include all the fights between the four disciples! Finally, regardless of whether the ground veins are successfully built or not, the old man hopes that you... come out alive!" Ouyang Jie glanced across the crowd, his always cold face was also revealed at this moment. Gentle, looking at these disciples with encouragement in her eyes, especially when she looked at Bai Xiaochun and Guiya, she was even more expectant.
Seeing the entrance open at this moment, the blood stream sect disciple flew out instantly and went straight to the entrance.
Within the Lingxi Sect, Guiya rushed out first, Shangguan Tianyou followed, and all Tianjiao rushed away.
Bai Xiaochun took a deep breath, used the fastest speed, and instantly took out the seven sides from the storage bag while wearing it, and took out a big black pot, when he carried it behind his back, there was a touch of firmness in his eyes, enduring the tremor and gritted his teeth. Stepping into the entrance, he did not act alone, but followed many Lingxi Sect disciples and stepped in together.
Soon, the disciples of the four major sects all stepped into the cracks. After disappearing, Ouyang Jie, the old man with snake tongue, and Hai and Lin Erxiu looked at each other, and said nothing, each of them crossed their knees at the entrance. The position, while being vigilant, is also guarding and waiting silently.
There were many cracks on the ground around the Meteorite Sword, varying in size. Lingxi Sect's disciples did not choose to be together. For example, Guiya, Bei Hanlie, Gongsun Wan'er and others all left alone.
The others are divided into two groups according to the north and south banks, choosing to step into the abyss from different cracks. Danxi Sect and Xuanxi Sect are also roughly similar. Only the Blood Stream Sect, the disciples do not trust each other, and most of them act alone, even if there is Together, there are at most three or two people together.
Bai Xiaochun carried the big black pot on his back, with a vigilant expression, and nervously following the disciple on the south bank. When he entered the abyss, he immediately felt the freezing cold around him, and bursts of cold continued to rise from the abyss, as if he was about to get into the abyss. In the body, the blood was frozen, but it seemed that his skin was too thick, and the cold air could not penetrate...
The further downward, the more cold air there is. Fortunately, it is not far from the ground here. As the people's cultivation base rotates, the cold air is forced out of the body, and most of them are harmless.
It’s just that these South Bank disciples were surprised when they saw Bai Xiaochun actually following behind them, but they were pleasantly surprised soon. With Bai Xiaochun, they felt that their safety was much greater. They were all in the tenth condensing layer. Although he was also arrogant, but to Bai Xiaochun, no matter what his perception, he was convinced to the degree of toughness.
At this moment, all of them moved aside, surrounded by Bai Xiaochun, and met each other with their fists together.
"Meet Uncle Bai!"
"Uncle Bai Yibo Yuntian, it's not like Shangguan Tianyou and others leave alone, but with us."
"This is the arrogance of our South Bank, Uncle Bai, I am Zhou Youdao, remember me, your acid rain made me miserable..."
Bai Xiaochun saw the crowd dispersed, and he was actually in the forefront. He was shocked. In fact, he planned to be more crowded, and he would follow behind, so he would be safer, but when he heard the words of the people around him, he blinked. With a dry cough, he lifted his chin to show his predecessor's appearance.
"Haha, don't worry, if you are here, who dares to trouble us!"
Everyone was overjoyed and surrounded Bai Xiaochun, especially Zhou Youdao, the inner disciple of Zidingshan, with a smile on his face.
Hou Yunfei was by Bai Xiaochun's side, looking at Bai Xiaochun's equipment, and at his predecessor-like expression, Hou Yunfei smiled, vaguely as if returning to the previous battle of the Luochen family.
"Xiaochun, come on, we must successfully build the foundation of the ground vein!" Hou Yunfei said in a low voice.
"I think too, do you think these people deliberately... I planned to follow them, how come they followed me." Bai Xiaochun quickly spoke to Hou Yunfei, crying while others were not paying attention.
Hou Yunfei looked weird and coughed dryly. He suddenly felt that where Bai Xiaochun was there, even no matter how serious or dangerous the area was, it seemed to instantly become weird and joyous...
"Forget it, who made me a disciple of Glory, the master of my younger brother, when I was in Nan'an, I made them suffer when I was doing alchemy. I was reasonable, Bai Xiaochun!" Bai Xiaochun comforted himself, holding his chest up and showing his mastery. I feel nervous, and move forward cautiously.
In this crack, there are also disciples of other sects, some are alone, some are in groups. Seeing that these dozens of people have avoided them and did not provoke them, even those who feel that their own strength is good are just cold in their eyes. Mang flashed, did not pause, and left in a hurry.
Soon, in front of everyone, there was a gap in the blade, and there were two long rainbows, which were galloping in, and the distance was not far.
Bai Xiaochun stopped doing it immediately, and the dozens of Lingxi Sect disciples around him all had bad eyesight, all pinched their tactics, and in the blink of an eye, many magic techniques blasted away.
The monks in the two Changhongs came from the Blood Stream Sect. Their expressions changed, and they immediately reversed their bodies and hurriedly avoided them. However, there were too many spells in the surrounding area. Although they avoided some, they were still bombarded. When the blood was sprayed, he backed away and looked at the people of Lingxi Sect fiercely.
Bai Xiaochun was pleasantly surprised. He is indeed a lot of people and powerful, so he got a gap so easily, but because of his identity, he coughed and did not step in, but let others go in.
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Third, calling for a monthly pass~~(To be continued.) 8