The next morning.

"Junior Brother Bai? Junior Brother Bai!"

The cry sounded from outside the Soul Martial Arts Hall.

The disciples passing by looked in the voice and were all stunned.

The person standing outside the Soul Martial Hall shouting was Bing Yunyan.

Today, Bing Yunyan was wearing white clothes, which was particularly decent. With her frost-like skin and snow-stained long hair, she looked like a lively fairy, which made people look sideways and stagger.

She called out several times.

Bang!

The gate of the Soul Martial Arts Hall is open.

I only saw Bai Ye standing at the door in black, looking at her quietly.

Although Bai Ye's expression was particularly calm, his soul was turbulent, as if he had just experienced a big battle.

Bing Yunyan was a little surprised. Looking at the top of the Soul Martial Arts Hall, it was broken, all the walls were cracked, and there were terrifying holes.

What's going on?

Bing Yunyan's eyes flashed with confusion.

"Sister Bing, is there anything wrong?" Bai Ye saw Bing Yunyan not speaking, but instead looked around and immediately frowned.

"Ah...oh, that...I'm here to inform you. The battle between the sects is about to begin. Come with me to Bingxintang to make some preparations. I can also explain some things to you." Bing Yunyan replied

He came to his senses and said quickly.

"Okay." Bai Ye nodded and closed the door.

The two walked outwards.

But Bing Yunyan turned around three times in one step.

Finally, she couldn't help it anymore and pointed to the Soul Martial Arts Hall and asked, "Junior Brother Bai, what's going on?"

"What's going on?"

"Who has your Soul Martial Arts Hall been attacked?"

"Oh...you mean there...do you know who is living there?"

"Eagle...Eagle September Elder?"

"right."

"You mean... these are caused by Elder Eagle September?"

Bing Yunyan swallowed the sweet tongue secretly, obviously thinking of something terrible.

"Apart from him, who do you think can break and penetrate these buildings made of special materials?" Bai Yetan said.

“That’s true…”

Bing Yunyan smiled, but looked lingering in fear.

Bai Ye didn't say much.

After a while, the two arrived at Bingxin Hall.

Bing Xintang is already busy at this moment.

Then I saw the disciples carrying a large number of unique utensils and medicinal materials in and out one by one. The traffic in front of Bingxin Hall was very lively.

"What is this?" Bai Ye couldn't help asking.

"Oh, this is going to the field of the battle between the Clans to arrange magic circles and heal magic circles. You should know that? This kind of thing needs to be arranged in advance. If it is arranged during the game, it will be too late." Bing Yunyan said with a smile.

Bai Ye nodded: "Since it is a magic array used as logistics, the level of this magic array is definitely not low, so you have to get some snacks."

"So this magic circle needs your help, Junior Brother Bai." Bing Yunyan said: "The soul realm of our disciples in Bing Xin Temple is not high, and their strength is not strong. Usually, this magic circle was arranged by the elder himself, but

You know the situation of the elder, so you still have to rely on you!"

Bing Yunyan didn't ask those elders for help. After all, strictly speaking, she still believes in the strength of those elders. If they assist in setting up the magic circle, there will definitely be no mistake.

But when they learned that Elder Murong was accidentally injured and could not preside over the battle between the sects, these people immediately became disgraceful and refused for various reasons.

Bing Yunyan had no choice but to come to ask Bai Ye for help, and he understood more and more the reason why Elder Murong asked Bai Ye to help her.

"When will I go to set up the formation?" Bai Ye said.

"Wait a moment."

Bing Yunyan smiled and said, "When these junior brothers and sisters transport the materials, I will count the materials, and we will start to arrange them. Time is enough. It is said that those powerful clans have entered the sect since yesterday, and there is still one day today.

The battle between the sects will officially begin tomorrow morning, and then it will be the time for the heroes to compete and the geniuses to compete!"

Bai Ye nodded.

After about half a stick of incense, Bing Yunyan led the field of the battle between Bai Ye Chao.

There are disciples from various departments on the way.

Like Bingxin Hall, they are transporting materials. Of course, in addition to the temple disciples, there are also many disciples of the other sects.

Not only the temple masters can set up formations. People from other power clans can also set up magic circles in advance and prepare for the future.

On the way, Bai Ye learned from Bing Yunyan what he wanted to do in this battle between the sects.

Things are not complicated, they are just building a formation and urging formation.

They are all hard work, and strictly speaking, nothing is it.

Bai Ye was relieved when he heard the sound.

He is not a troublesome person.

Since it is these small things, it is not a big problem.

Dong!

Just then, a dull sound suddenly appeared.

The disciples walking on the road were all stunned, all of whom were shocked by the sudden sound.

People looked at each other and saw a figure flying from the front and then slamming heavily on the avenue.

boom!

A burst sounded.

Just look at the avenue made of strange stones and was instantly smashed by this figure and was shattered and broken.

"What?"

"What's going on?"

People on both sides exclaimed, and the disciples of the Shentian Palace immediately surrounded him.

At a glance.

Only a thin and pale disciple lying on the ground was difficult to get up.

Bing Yunyan's face changed instantly. He rushed over immediately, checked the man for a moment, fed him a pill, and looked forward.

But I saw a group of men and women wearing red-edged and blue clothes walking in front of me.

The leader is a very handsome young man.

The man had a starry eyebrow and starry eyes, staring at this side. When he saw Bing Yunyan, a look of astonishment flashed in his eyes.

"Hit?"

"Hurry, please notify the people from the law enforcement team! Hurry!"

The disciples of the Shentian Palace shouted quickly.

"What's the noise? Don't you look at what kind of waste the person who was beaten?"

"Huh? Is it from the Soul Martial Arts Hall?"

"That's not surprising!"

When the people on the roadside saw the person lying on the ground, most of the terror on their faces disappeared.

Bai Ye frowned and looked at the man.

I realized that the man was wearing the clothes of a disciple of the Soul Martial Arts Hall.

If it were a disciple of the Soul Martial Hall, I'm afraid that the people from the Law Enforcement Hall would come, and this matter would be mixed with the slightest bitch.

but...

Bing Yunyan cannot ignore it.

Because she called these disciples from the Soul Martial Arts Hall.

Bing Xintang is not enough staff, she sees that the people in the Soul Martial Arts Hall are idle, and they also want to see the appearance of the Battle of the Qunzong. Bing Yunyan proposes to ask them to help carry materials, although today is not the match day,
To be continued...