Cang Liao suddenly felt as if he had entered a cold deep pool. The terrifying resistance made his speed drop greatly and he could not move forward in an instant.

Bai Ye brought his sword and slashed, and the disciples were in chaos and sacrificed magic weapons together to bombard them.

A gorgeous halo wrapped around the white night.

But he ignored it directly, and did not even use defense methods, and rushed over with these soul-burning techniques.

"Ghost! This is a ghost!"

Everyone was frightened and had never seen such a terrifying soul.

If the body is shaking so many spells without hurting it, is this still a human being?

"Save...Help..." The soul-screaming person screamed in panic.

"I only know how to help you now? It's too late!"

Bai Ye said calmly, holding his sword and slashing straight.

Several heads flew up.

Cang Liao, who was still running, saw it and was so scared that he kept rushing out of the general trend.

Bai Ye waved his hand and the imperial spirit filled the world, covering the outer edge of the general trend.

When Cangliao tried hard to strike out, he could no longer walk.

The terrifying imperial aura was like a wall of iron, blocking him tightly.

Bai Ye walked step by step with the magic sword in his hand.

The demon sword was bloodthirsty, and after slashing several people in a row, the fierce light was shivering and trembling, like a wild beast. If Bai Ye had not possessed the Nine-Turn Immortal Body, he would not be able to control this sword.

"Let me go...Let me go, Lord Bai!"

Seeing that he could not escape, Cang Liao turned around and knelt on the ground, trembling and shouting.

Before Bai Ye could make a sound, he suddenly exploded, escaped with a blood-red dagger, and stabbed Bai Ye's heart fiercely.

However, the dagger just approached his heart, and one hand grabbed his wrist as fast as lightning.

The dagger was frozen in front of the heart.

Cang Liao's pupils shrank, and he suddenly exerted force, but it was useless. Bai Ye's strength was particularly arrogant! The powerful force given by the cycle of reincarnation could make him break the mountain.

Cang Liao was still trying to urge him to pull him, but at this time, a severe tearing pain came from his neck, followed by a dizzy twist...

Cangliao, die.

Bai Ye put away the sword, looked around, and found that there were still many figures flashing in the distance.

“It seems that the situation is not optimistic.”

With a thought, he locked in the agreed position with Shentu and others, and ran all the way.

But after walking a few steps, there were sounds of fighting and fighting in the distance. When I looked at it, I saw that it was from Hongtian Sect.

At this moment, they were actually besieged by hundreds of people from seven sects.
Chapter completed!