Bai Xiaochun gave helplessly and gave the god operator a fierce look. Then she stood up reluctantly, came to the elder's side and sat down, looking at the straight back of the Song family ancestor not far in front, it seemed to be close. The feeling of a wild beast made Bai Xiaochun shed a cold sweat and was extremely nervous.
"Sister Song, you are so beautiful today." Bai Xiaochun hurriedly spoke. As soon as his words came out, the two blood-colored elders next to him immediately looked weird. Even the Song family ancestor in front of him was stunned and frowned.
Song Junwan flushed even more, staring at Bai Xiaochun.
"Glib tongue, sit here."
Bai Xiaochun was even more surprised. He felt that something was wrong with Song Junwan. It was obviously different from three days ago. After thinking about it for a long time, he didn't figure out the reason, so he had to sit there, and look left and right, sometimes looking down. .
Soon, he saw a majestic mountain range appeared on the ground below. This mountain range was towering high, and from the sky, it was even more faintly aware that there seemed to be a formation on it.
"Luochen Mountain Range..." Bai Xiaochun's eyes condensed. This is where the Blood Stream Sect and the Lingxi Sect meet, and to be precise, it is the boundary of the Lingxi Sect, the Luochen Mountain Range.
"It's too fast, it's all here." Bai Xiaochun was shocked. Seeing the blood mist where he was, it passed through the Luochen Mountains in an instant, as if a layer of fluctuations spread from the mountains, covering the blood cloud, as if locked in a distance, following. The blood clouds move forward together.
Obviously, after arriving here, the Blood Creek Sect and his party were already under the control of Lingxi Sect. The ancestors of the Song family looked the same, still closed their eyes and meditated. Xi Zong had communicated with him, so he was allowed to enter.
The bloody clouds roared all the way, and Bai Xiaochun was familiar with all the scenery on the ground. He saw the huge giant, and also saw the giant bird like Kunpeng, as well as Tongtian Hanoi. Under the splashes of water, a small half was exposed. The body of a huge crocodile.
But these giant beasts, after seeing this blood cloud, avoided one after another, as if there was something in this blood cloud that made them fearful.
Bai Xiaochun was shocked, glanced at the ancestor of the Song family in front of him, without speaking, watching the scenery below become more and more familiar, even far away, when he saw Lingxi Sect, Bai Xiaochun's heart was stirred.
"I heard that you are in the Blood Stream Sect. A few years ago, you were unclear with the young disciples, but what happened?" When Bai Xiaochun was excited, suddenly, Song Junwan's voice came from his ears.
This voice was cold, as if it could penetrate into the bones, turning into cold air. Bai Xiaochun was taken aback after hearing it. When she looked at Song Junwan, Song Junwan snorted coldly, ignoring Bai Xiaochun, stood up, and came to the Song family ancestor.
The same was true of the two Scarlet Elders, Bai Xiaochun also hurriedly got up, feeling aggrieved in his heart, he finally knew why Song Junwan was always cold when seeing himself this time.
"Does this girl go to investigate me in these three days?" Bai Xiaochun sighed in his heart. The romantic history of the fake night burial, Bai Xiaochun once asked, even the fake night burial himself can't remember how much...
After a short period of time, the blood mist gradually calmed down. Lingxi Sect... appeared in front of everyone. The blood stream sect disciples on the blood mist had already stood up, showing a ferocious aura, looking at Lingxi coldly. Zong.
At the same time, the eight peaks of the Lingxi Sect were all emitting beams of light at this moment. The beams of light blasted into the sky, causing the sky to form a huge vortex. The vortex continued to rotate, and there was a deafening sound, an aura of earth and earth shaking. The north and south sides of the Lingxi Sect suddenly burst out, making the world seem to be a sea of anger, with huge waves surging into the sky.
In that whirlpool, an eye seemed to appear at this moment, with supreme power, looking at the ancestor of the Song family on the blood mist.
And everyone in the Blood Stream Sect, like a lone boat in the sea of anger, seems to be able to collapse at any time under the power of this heaven and earth, and everyone changes in color. Only the ancestor of the Song family, who is sitting cross-legged on the cloud and mist in front of him, always looks the same. , The eyes are still closed.
But soon, his eyes slowly opened. At the moment they opened and closed, two rays of light burst from his eyes, forming an aura that shook all directions, spreading towards the front like mountains and oceans. He slowly stood up, and when his sleeve was flicked, he stepped directly into the air.
When the footsteps fell, they had already appeared in the vortex of the sky. A person can faintly fight against this majestic vortex.
"Song Wenyun, Fellow Song Dao!" In the whirlpool, that eye suddenly became muddy, and a middle-aged man in white walked out of the muddy. The man stepped out, smiling and holding his fists.
When Bai Xiaochun saw it, he immediately recognized that this man in white clothes was one of the ancestors of the Lingxi sect who appeared when Tiedan was born. It seems that there is a big gap with the ancestors of the Song family.
"Li Zimo, Fellow Daoist Li!" The ancestor of the Song family smiled slightly, and the two of them looked at each other with their fists together. They walked out and stepped into the vortex of the sky together.
Bai Xiaochun took a deep breath. He thought this Song family ancestor was good before, and it felt more obvious when he went to see it at the moment. At the same time, he also understood that if he had not been confident in his own strength, the Song family ancestor would not have come to Lingxi Sect in person. .
At this moment, as the ancestor stepped into the whirlpool, in the Lingxi sect ahead, several changhongs flew out from the north and south banks suddenly, and came to the outside of the mountain gate. In front of the blood mist, they turned into several figures.
The person she was acting was not Zheng Yuandong, but Xu Meixiang. Next to her was the old woman from Iris Peak. Behind the old woman was Bei Hanlie and a woman that Bai Xiaochun had never seen.
Behind Xu Meixiang, Zhang Dapang and Lu Tianlei were with him.
Behind the crowd, there were dozens of foundation-building monks on both sides of the south and north sides. Almost every one of them, Bai Xiaochun, was an acquaintance after seeing them... Many of them were the people who built the foundation with his help in the Abyss of Falling Sword.
"The Great Elder Zhongfeng came from afar, the head is closed, and you can only come here to receive it, please!" Xu Meixiang smiled, and his eyes scanned the crowd on the blood mist. When he scanned seven or eight of them, Xu Meixiang focused his attention, Bai Xiaochun … Is one of them.
"Xu Zhangzuo is polite, please!"
Song Junwan smiled and walked through the bleeding fog. Bai Xiaochun and the other cultivators of the Blood Stream Sect also followed behind. When they walked down the blood fog, they looked at the people of the Lingxi Sect. They both found their eyes to be bad. Comparing the evil spirits, everyone in Lingxi Sect was also intent on killing.
Obviously, this generation of Lingxi Sect’s foundation-building disciples have mostly experienced blood and killing, and they have built a lot of ground veins. This, even though Song Junwan had heard about it, she still narrowed her eyes.
As for Song Junwan and Xu Meixiang, they seemed to be polite when they talked with each other, but they were actually probing. As for the two scarlet elders, they were received by the old woman of Iris Peak at this moment.
As for the other disciples, there were also Lingxi Sect monks staring at them, making everyone under control.
Bai Xiaochun was in the crowd. He was not an ordinary monk, but the Tianjiao of the North Bank, Bei Hanlie. He had a serious expression and sharp eyes. He was now beside Bai Xiaochun with a vigilant expression.
Seeing this scene, Bai Xiaochun was very moved. He realized that at this time, he didn't know why, but he had a special impulse to say hello to everyone.
Soon, the group flew into the Lingxi Sect Mountain Gate, and arrived at Zhongdao Mountain. Most of the disciples on both sides of the road all the way up and stared at the people of the Blood Stream Sect.
A sense of killing is constantly condensed.
"It feels so good to go home, especially this way of going home like a stranger." Bai Xiaochun was very excited, looked around, and took a few more glances at the woman behind the old woman of Iris Peak.
This woman was very young and beautiful, but Bai Xiaochun found that she had never seen it before.
"It seems that there are a lot of newcomers in Bei'an." Bai Xiaochun felt very relieved with the feeling of seniors, and then glanced at Zhang Dafang who followed Xu Meixiang in the distance.
"Da Pang Zhang actually reached the tenth level of Qi Condensation..." Bai Xiaochun was excited and emotional, but Bei Hanlie beside him became nervous. Every time Bai Xiaochun looked in a direction, he immediately became more vigilant, Bai Xiaochun's gaze was on him. Seeing, it was full of bloodthirsty and brutality, and thinking of all kinds of rumors about night burials, I couldn't help but shake my heart.
"This night burial legend is extremely cruel, killing people like numbness, lustful and unscrupulous, and has a great addiction to human blood. It is said that if you don't drink blood every day, you won't rest. If you don't go to the imperial girl, I won’t give up, he is a demon from the very beginning! But his personality is strange and changeable, his methods are cruel, damn it, he actually looked at Junior Sister Fang... He looked at Zhang Dafang again, what did he want to do..." When Bei Hanlie was nervous, Bai Xiaochun suddenly Turning back, smiled at him.
Bei Hanlie saw this smile with coldness and cruelty, that was all, but he realized that the night burial in front of him, when he was smiling at himself, he raised his eyebrows, as if teasing himself, he couldn't help but take a breath. , His complexion changed.
"Don't be nervous." Bai Xiaochun hurriedly persuaded him. He didn't need to speak. As soon as he spoke, Bei Hanlie immediately pinched his right hand, and a magic weapon appeared faintly.
Not only he was here, but the other Lingxi Sect monks all around had also noticed this scene. They looked badly at Bai Xiaochun.
Bai Xiaochun felt aggrieved. He felt that he was just saying hello to an old friend. The other party actually reacted so strongly... At this moment, Song Junwan, Xu Meixiang and others in the distance also noticed. Looking back, Xu Meixiang’s eyes shrank, and Zhang Dafang behind her The same as Lu Tianlei's gaze, so did the old woman in Iris Peak.
At a glance, they recognized that this was the famous night burial during the days of the Blood Brook Sect. The portraits about the night burial had long been spread. Especially Lu Tianlei, with faint provocation in his eyes, shook his body and walked straight to Bai Xiaochun.
After arriving at Bai Xiaochun, together with Bei Hanlie, staring at Bai Xiaochun, obviously in the Lingxi Sect, the name of night burial, fierce flames.
Bai Xiaochun glared at Lu Tianlei, feeling that he was no longer in the Lingxi Sect period. This Lu Tianlei seemed a bit arrogant, and he dared to provoke him.
"This is..." Xu Meixiang asked pretending to be ignorant.
"That's my junior night burial." Song Junwan smiled slightly, and the conversation changed.
"I heard that the Lingxi Sect has a quasi-inheritance sequence for the foundation of Heavenly Dao, named Bai Xiaochun, I wonder if you can introduce it?" (To be continued.)