As soon as his eyes lit up, he heard the sound of rushing water. As soon as Mo Bai walked out of the passage, he raised his eyes and saw not far away. At the moment of the pool, small white flowers rose into the sky, splashing jade and throwing beads. Although it is only a small waterfall, the sound in this cave can be said to be deafening.
Sunlight shines from above the cave, shining on the rocks and breaking into jade beads, creating rainbows and dazzling people's eyes.
Looking at the beautiful scenery that appeared in front of him, Mo Bai was startled. He didn't expect such a sight here, and for a while, he forgot about the life and death of the talent just now.
At this moment, a vision suddenly emerged, and Mo Bai felt a strong wind roaring beside him. His expression changed drastically, and he continued to pinch the law, flashing away from the place. From the darkness, a yellow light flew in. Seeing Mo Bai avoiding it, he turned a corner in the air, and turned towards Mo Bai thorn again. Mo Bai was shocked, his mind moved, his hands were pinched tightly, and a water-attribute protective shield appeared around his body. Only a sound of "boom" was heard, and the yellow light hit the protective cover, and the sound of the impact shook the ink white in the protective cover into dizziness. The water attribute cover broke. Mo Bai rolled to the side, avoiding this fatal blow.
"Haha, hahaha" a burst of triumphant laughter sounded in Mo Bai's ears. Mo Bai looked in the direction from which the laughter came, and slowly walked out of two figures in the dark.
"I said, Junior Brother Qi, look at this Yunhemen's lazy donkey rolling skill, really unprecedented." The young man in a pale yellow shirt on his left hand looked at the ink white on the ground, with a faint ridicule on the corners of his mouth. .
"Humph!" Junior Brother Qi snorted beside him without answering. Stomp down. A vigorous force suddenly surged from under Mo Bai, and he hurriedly jumped to escape. Black eyes stared at the two in front of them. After scanning their eyes, they saw four white clouds embroidered on the sleeves of their shirts, and their complexions changed drastically.
Shuiyun Gate, one of the three three sects in the Xuanwu realm, has been incompatible with Yunhe Gate for thousands of years. The most obvious sign is the clouds embroidered on the sleeves of the shirt. The four white clouds indicate that they have four levels of cultivation during the condensation period.
Involuntarily horrified, Mo Bai hurriedly backed away. Junior Brother Qi waved his sleeves, and a white light rushed over. Mo Bai was in the air, unable to dodge, and was smashed by the white light. The huge force pushed his whole body straight back, hitting him hard. On the stone wall next to him, half of a person went straight in, and the stone chips flew horizontally. After Bai Guang hit Mo Bai, he was attacked by Junior Brother Qi and flew back to his hand.
Mo Bai's back was pained in his heart, and the Venus appeared in front of him, but he knew that this was a critical moment of life and death, and he gritted his teeth to resist the pain and fell to the ground. Stand up, leaning on the stone wall, staring at the two in front of him.
"I said, Junior Brother Qi, don’t start so hard. In this place where birds don’t lay eggs, it’s hard to find some fun. Don’t kill you so quickly." The young man in a pale yellow shirt had a look of contempt in his eyes. With ink white, he said in his mouth.
"Huh." Junior Brother Qi still snorted coldly, and said coldly: "Since Brother Liang, you like to play, go and play by yourself, don't count me." After that, Junior Brother Qi turned and walked back. Don't bother about them anymore.
At the meeting when the two were talking, Mo Bai took out the wind attribute "light body technique" talisman and blessed it on himself. The body quickly retreated into the cave. In just a few seconds, he ran out a hundred meters, and he didn't run away in a straight line, but used the complex terrain in the cave as a cover.
The young Brother Liang watched Mo Bai rush forward with cold eyes, with the same contemptuousness at the corners of his mouth, and followed Mo Bai unhurriedly.
Mo Bai was struggling to run forward, too late to see if the other party came after him, but desperately followed the river and fled.
"Do you still want to escape? Keep running. I will follow." A cold voice came over, with viciousness and mockery. He knew that he was a disciple of the Yunhe Clan by looking at Mo Bai's clothes, but he didn't expect to be just a low-level disciple. It is the second floor of the condensing period. The Yangming Mountain Range does not belong to the three sects, and no one of the sects will be occupied by other sects alone, so the disciples of the three schools can come here freely. Because of this, the sect disciples who dared to pick the cold grass on Yangming Mountain had a certain level of cultivation before they dared to form a team, and rarely could they catch a disciple who came alone like the one in front of them.
Brother Liang looked at Mo Bai's eyes full of contempt, and could not help but secretly said that the decline of the Yunhe Gate, so that the idiot disciple actually recruited the entrance. With such a cultivation base, even daring to walk swayingly in this public mountain range is simply seeking a dead end.
No matter what he thought, Mo Bai only thought about how to get rid of the yellow shirt youth who was tracking behind him, so he was striding desperately to open his legs.
Senior Brother Liang still followed unhurriedly, like a cat catching a mouse, looking at Mo Bai's leaping back, suddenly, his hand raised, an inch-long yellow sword was sacrificed by him, and it rose in the wind. , It was several feet long in a flash, gleaming with yellow light, and flew towards the back of Mo Bai.
Although Mo Bai was running, he still didn't forget to spread his spiritual consciousness and observe the surroundings. Suddenly, with a movement of divine consciousness, his body shot violently and climbed straight up the rock wall of the cave. Looking back, my heart trembled involuntarily. This Brother Liang actually used a spiritual weapon.
Spirit artifacts, generally speaking, only those who are in the foundation-building phase can have them. Newcomers in the condensing phase can not own them except for a few inherited ancestors' relics or gifted by their teachers.
"It seems that this person is in the Shuiyun Sect and his status is not low." Mo Bai muttered in his heart. Still thinking in his heart, Huang Guang had already turned a corner in the air and flew towards him again.
Mo Bai jumped down into the river. I only heard a "boom" from the rock wall, and a big hole was actually punched out, a cloud of dust and smoke flew up, rocks splattered, and rubble rolled down. Then, Brother Liang's sullen laughter came again, and this time he was even closer.
There was no time to think about it, he pinched the wall of fire magic spell, threw it in the direction of the sound, hoping to block it for a while. He dived into the water and quickly went downstream along the river.
Divine consciousness felt the yellow light fly towards him again. Mo Bai hurriedly took out the water-attributed talisman, pinched the Fajue, built a protective cover around him, and then moved his hands quickly to make him swim forward faster.
A loud "bang" sounded in Mo Bai's ears, and it exploded less than half a meter away from him, and a huge wave suddenly appeared in the small river, throwing Mo Bai high, and then falling heavily, pushing Mo Bai It moved forward more than a hundred meters at once.
There was a sharp pain in the back, and there was no time to shout, and the yellow light came again. Mo Bai gritted his teeth and vowed in his heart: "If he can escape today, he will be killed in the future."
boom!
Another loud noise exploded half a meter behind him, and Mo Bai was thrown high again and fell heavily. I kept listening to the harsh laughter: "Haha, happy, really happy."
boom! Boom! boom!
One after another loud noises. Once the yellow light hit his back directly, Mo Bai's eyes went black and he was almost fainted. After the severe pain in his whole body, he was almost numb, and his whole body flew straight ahead. In the midair, the blood from his mouth spurted out like a spring. Then he fell heavily into the water, causing waves of water.
Mo Bai, covered in blood, gradually felt his vision blurred. The next moment, he plunged into darkness.
At this time, the current was even more anxious, and it kept sweeping him forward. Mo Bai could no longer maintain the swimming posture, allowing the current to float forward.
To the end of the small river is an abyss, with no bottom, as if an endless black hole swallows this silver white practice.
"It's boring." Looking at the figure of Mo Bai falling down with the current and slowly disappearing into the darkness, Senior Brother Liang dropped the two words, turned and walked back. (To be continued) (End of this chapter)