But I heard from the uncle of the master: "Yiming Lihun, this matter must not be spread. The eldest brother didn't talk to us, so I'm afraid he can't make a statement. Well, by the way, Yiming, don't tell others." Han Yiming nodded and suddenly said: "But Master, I'm worried that Master Yuanhui, he already knows!"

Chen Weiyu frowned and was about to speak. He heard the screams outside, and Han Yiming's chest burned, and he couldn't help but say, "White Dragon!" Lu Yueqing and Chen Weiyu looked at each other, Lu Yueqing held his palms and closed the Ryuyi ring. He saw that it was already dark in front of him. The sky was dark, and the white clouds and blue sky had long disappeared, and even the sun was gone!

The grass and trees on the ground also disappeared, and everyone seemed to be standing in a turbid area, each of them came out their long swords and looked up above!

The dark clouds rolled in the dark sky, and after a moment, many dark clouds were rotating in one direction. The clouds were like flowing water in a dangerous river, with turbulent waves rising and falling, and undercurrents. The many people below had different temperaments, some were impatient, some were slow, but they all pressed their swords without moving. Lu Yueqing and Chen Weiyu both stood up, and Han Yiming also stood up from the ground, his heart was anxious and confused, pulling out the Mingyuan sword and holding it in his hand.

The clouds were surging, and lightning with a harsh "crack" sound illuminated the darkness. Han Yiming had already seen the impatient person's lips move slightly and his fingers moved slightly. Looking up at the sky, the white dragon came so quickly that he could never have expected it! Suddenly, he felt a red light in his mind, covering the sky, but it was unprecedentedly strong, making his eyes red. Golden Dragon! Is Golden Dragon also coming?

Han Yiming looked around, but no sign of the White Dragon couple. Yun Tao rolled, and they all swung rapidly in one direction. The strong wind blew up, making everyone's clothes roll. Everyone was waiting for the battle, and their eyes were not even instantly looking at the sky.

Suddenly, a person appeared out of thin air, white clothes and white robe, and even the scarf on his head were all white. Standing in the air, he was really handsome and handsome. Bailong swept his eyes to the bottom, and his mouth slightly raised upwards. A cold smile appeared on his face, but there was a omnipresent coldness in his eyes. Although there were many people below, no one dared to act first, and was always careful.

Bailong glanced at the audience and smiled slightly: "You have been chasing me for so many days, and now I am here. Are you afraid?" His voice was not loud, nor was it accompanied by echoes. Instead, it was relaxed and free, as if talking to an old friend I hadn't seen for many years. But everyone here could hear it clearly, and the sword in his hand couldn't help but hold it tighter again.

He was leisurely and at ease above, but Han Yiming was so anxious that he was sweating. He couldn't even urge him to leave. He looked at Bailong for a while, gently opened his eyes, and forced his feelings to suppress the discomfort in his heart. The Fourth Master was right. If he was a little soft-hearted at this time, he would kill many fellow disciples here. But it would be very difficult to make him attack Bailong. Now that things have come to this point, I can't help but shake it. I gritted my teeth, lowered my head and swallowed all the sadness. I raised my head and pinched my fingers tightly.

Bailong laughed and said coldly, "Aren't you looking forward to dividing everything about me? Now I'm here, I want to see how you divide it?" After a pause, everyone didn't say anything. He was sarcastic: "Why don't you dare to come up? Relying on Qinglong, you see us fighting and then pick a huge advantage? It's really a waste of time! Haha! I have made such a big barrier, so I want to come first. Since you are driven by it to come and make things difficult for me, then let's go first! I'll make things difficult for you too!" His tone was still as stable as before, but Han Yiming shuddered!

Everyone was shocked. Bailong was confident. This barrier must be caused by his use of countless spiritual powers and souls! He sealed the place up. If Qinglong could not arrive in time, it means that Bailong was going to kill people! Bailong was going to fight with them, even if he died, he would have to pull a few people to cull it.

Everyone was motionless looking at the white dragon, but Han Yiming looked around. Where is the golden dragon? Is she here too? Why is there no trace? She is afraid she is not easier to deal with than the white dragon! He clearly saw the flashing light of their descendants. But he could not find the figure of the golden dragon! Suddenly, someone said, "You come to the door, don't blame me for being ruthless!" Before he finished speaking, he heard a dull thunder in the audience. Han Yiming looked around for a moment, but there was no trace of the golden dragon, and looked at the white dragon again.

He was startled by the sight. Bailong stood in the wind, his mind was free and easy, but there was already a surging air around him. Everyone felt the strong wind roaring among the crowd, making his clothes roar and his hair and beards fly! Suddenly, the inspiration flashed in the sky, and the sword energy was everywhere. I don’t know who had already attacked Bailong! Bailong laughed: “Isn’t this a move? Don’t pretend, just come up!”

He laughed loudly, and before the laughter fell, his body suddenly grew bigger. He stood farther, his body as big as everyone else, but from a distance, he suddenly became taller. Even those who stood farther away saw him getting taller, and there were disciples shouting behind him: "Oh, it has become bigger! It has become bigger!" Han Yiming was anxious. If Bai Long came here, he would definitely die. Although killing him and protecting everyone's life would be difficult for him to make him survive. But to let him survive, killing these many people here cannot ignore it. It is impossible to bother each other, so he can only give it a try. Uncle Master is right, and being soft-hearted will kill people. But he must not attack Bai Long, he cannot do it! Even if he is holding a spiritual blade that can be used when slaying dragons!

The white dragon suddenly appeared, and everyone became alert. The white dragon was already unmatched, and unexpectedly became bigger. Wouldn't it make it even more difficult to deal with? Before he finished, he saw the white dragon swaying and stepping in the air. Before Han Yiming could understand, someone shouted loudly: "Do away!"
Chapter completed!