Bai Xiaochun had no choice but to glar at the God of Suanzi, and then stood up unwillingly, came to the elder's side to sit down, and looked at the straight back of the ancestor of the Song family not far ahead. The feeling of being close to a prehistoric beast made Bai Xiaochun sweat and was extremely nervous.

"Sister Song, you are so beautiful today." Bai Xiaochun spoke quickly. As soon as he spoke, the two blood-colored elders next to him immediately looked strange. Even the ancestor of the Song family in front was stunned and frowned.

Song Junwan's face turned red and she stared at Bai Xiaochun.

"Sit here with a smooth mouth."

Bai Xiaochun was even more surprised. He felt that something was wrong with Song Junwan, obviously different from three days ago. After thinking for a long time, he couldn't figure out the reason, so he had to sit there, look left and right, and look down at the bottom.

Soon, he saw a huge majestic mountain range appeared on the ground below. The mountain range was towering. From the sky, it was vaguely visible that there seemed to be a formation on it.

"Luochen Mountains..." Bai Xiaochun's eyes condensed. This was the junction between Xuexi Sect and Lingxi Sect. To be precise, it belongs to the border of Lingxi Sect, Luochen Mountains.

"This is too fast, we're all here." Bai Xiaochun was frightened. Seeing the blood mist there, it instantly passed through the Luochen Mountains. It seemed that a layer of waves spread from the mountain range, covering the blood cloud, as if locked away, following the blood clouds.

Obviously, after arriving here, the Xuexi Sect and his group were under the control of Lingxi Sect. The Song family ancestor looked as usual and still closed his eyes and meditated. Bai Xiaochun thought for a while and understood that this kind of mission would definitely communicate with Lingxi Sect in advance, so he was released.

The blood clouds roared all the way, and Bai Xiaochun was a little familiar with all the scenery on the ground. He saw the huge giant, the giant bird like Kunpeng, and Tongtian River. Under the splashes of water, a huge crocodile exposed half of his body.

But these giant beasts avoided this blood cloud after seeing it, as if there was something in the blood cloud that they feared.

Bai Xiaochun was shocked and glanced at the ancestor of the Song family in front of him. He didn't say anything. He looked at the scenery below becoming more and more familiar, and even from afar, Bai Xiaochun's heart was stirred when he saw Lingxi Sect.

"I heard that you are in the Xuexi Sect. A few years ago, you didn't know much about it with many female disciples. Is there anything wrong with this?" Just when Bai Xiaochun was excited, suddenly, Song Junwan's voice transmission came from his ears.

The sound was cold, as if it could penetrate into the bones and turn into cold air. Bai Xiaochun was stunned after hearing this. When he looked at Song Junwan, Song Junwan snorted coldly, ignored Bai Xiaochun, stood up, and came to the side of the Song family ancestor.

The two blood-colored elders were like this, and Bai Xiaochun also quickly stood up, feeling aggrieved in his heart. He finally knew why Song Junwan always had a cold face when she saw him this time.

"Is this girl going to investigate me in these three days?" Bai Xiaochun sighed in her heart. Bai Xiaochun once asked about the romantic history of the fake night burial that year. Even the fake night burial himself could not remember much...

Not long after, the speed of the blood mist gradually slowed down. Lingxi Sect... appeared in front of everyone. The disciples of the Blood Moon Sect on the Blood Misty had already stood up, showing their fierce auras, and were looking at Lingxi Sect coldly.

At the same time, the eight peaks of Lingxi Sect all emitted light pillars at this moment. The light pillars thundered into the sky, forming a huge vortex. The vortex kept rotating, and a deafening sound came from the earth-shaking momentum. The north and south sides of Lingxi Sect suddenly burst out, making the world seem to have become a sea of ​​anger and huge waves.

In the vortex, an eye seemed to appear at this moment, with supreme power, looking at the ancestor of the Song family on the blood mist.

The people of Xuexi Sect turned into a lonely boat in the sea of ​​anger. Under the power of heaven and earth, they seemed to be able to collapse at any time. Everyone changed their colors, but the ancestor of the Song family, who was sitting cross-legged in front of them, had his expression as usual, and his eyes were still closed.

But soon, his eyes slowly opened. As his eyes opened and closed, two rays of light burst out from his eyes, forming a momentum that shook all directions. It spread like a sea of ​​storms and spread forward. He slowly stood up, and when he swung his sleeves, he walked straight into the air.

When the steps fell, they had already appeared in the vortex of the sky. A person seemed to be able to fight against this magnificent vortex.

"Song Wenyun, Fellow Daoist Song!" In the vortex, the eyes suddenly became turbid, and a middle-aged man in white clothes walked out of the turbidity. The man walked out in one step, smiling and clasped his fists.

When Bai Xiaochun looked at it, he immediately recognized that the man in white was one of the ancestors of Lingxi Sect who helped him when the Iron Dan was born. His aura was as unfathomable as he gave Bai Xiaochun the feeling that it seemed to be very different from the ancestor of the Song family.

"Li Zimo, Fellow Daoist Li!" The ancestor of the Song family smiled slightly, clasped his fists, and the two looked at each other, walked out at the same time, and stepped into the vortex of the sky together.

Bai Xiaochun took a breath. He had thought that the ancestor of the Song family was good before. When he saw it, it felt more obvious. At the same time, he also understood that if he had not been confident in his strength, the ancestor of the Song family would not have come to Lingxi Sect in person.

At this moment, as the ancestor stepped into the vortex, several long rainbows suddenly flew out from the north and south sides in the Lingxi Sect in front of them, and came to the mountain gate. In front of the blood mist, several figures turned into.

The person in charge was not Zheng Yuandong, but Xu Meixiang. Beside her was an old woman from Iris Peak, with Bei Hanlie and a woman Bai Xiaochun had never seen before.

Behind Xu Meixiang, Zhang Dapang and Lu Tianlei were brought.

Behind everyone, there were dozens of foundation-building monks from both sides of the north and south. Almost every one of them was Bai Xiaochun, after seeing it, he was acquaintance... Many of them were even the foundation-building people in the Abyss of the Moon Sword with his help.

"The elder Zhongfeng came from afar. The head of the sect was in seclusion and could only come down to receive him. Please!" Xu Meixiang smiled and swept his eyes over the blood mist. When she swept across the body of seven or eight of them, Xu Meixiang paid attention to it. Bai Xiaochun... was one of them.

"President Xu is polite, please!"

Song Junwan smiled and walked out of the blood mist. Bai Xiaochun and other cultivators from the Blood Moon also followed. When they walked down the Blood Moon, they looked at the Lingxi Sect and found that their eyes were not good. Compared with the evil aura of the Blood Moon, everyone in Lingxi Sect also had the intention of killing.

Obviously, most of the Lingxi Sect’s foundation-building disciples of this generation have experienced blood and killing, and there are many foundation-building in the earth veins. Although Song Junwan has heard of this, her eyes still shrank slightly.

As for Song Junwan and Xu Meixiang, they seemed to be polite when they were walking in front and talking to each other, but in fact they were all testing. As for the two blood-colored elders, they were receiving an old woman from Iris Peak at this moment.

The other disciples were also surrounded by the cultivators of Lingxi Sect, so that everyone was under control.

Bai Xiaochun was in the crowd, and was not an ordinary monk, but a genius on the north bank. Bei Hanlie, who looked serious and had sharp eyes. At this moment, he was beside Bai Xiaochun, with a vigilant look.

Looking at these scenes, Bai Xiaochun felt very moved. He found that at this time, for some reason, he actually had a special impulse, just to say hello to everyone.

Soon, the group flew into the Lingxi Sect's mountain gate and came to Zhongdao Mountain. Most of the disciples on both sides of the north and south looked up and looked at the people of Xuexi Sect coldly.

A sense of solemnity continues to condense.

"It feels so good to go home, especially when you go home like a stranger." Bai Xiaochun was very excited and looked around, and looked at the woman behind the old woman on the Iris Peak for a few more glances.

This woman is very young and beautiful, but Bai Xiaochun finds that she has never seen her before.

"It seems that there are many newcomers on the North Bank." Bai Xiaochun looked like a senior, and was very relieved. She looked at Zhang Dapang, who was following Xu Meixiang in the distance.

"Zhang Dapang actually reached the tenth level of Qi Condensation..." Bai Xiaochun was excited and moved, but Bei Hanlie beside him became nervous. Every time Bai Xiaochun looked in a direction, he was immediately more alert. Bai Xiaochun's eyes looked at him, full of bloodthirst and cruelty. When he thought of all kinds of rumors about Ye Zang, he couldn't help but feel shocked.

"This night burial legend is extremely cruel, killing people like numb, lustfulness becomes meat and vegetables, and has a great hobby for 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 daughter, you won't give up. You're completely a demon! But your personality is weird and changeable, your methods are cruel, and you're damn, he actually looked at Junior Sister Fang... He looked at Zhang Dapang again, what did he want to do..." When Bei Hanlie was nervous, Bai Xiaochun suddenly turned around and smiled at him.

This smile was cold and cruel when Bei Hanlie looked at it. It was fine, but he found that Ye Zhan in front of him actually raised his eyebrows when he was smiling at him, as if he was teasing him. He couldn't help but take a breath and his face changed.

"Don't be nervous." Bai Xiaochun quickly persuaded him. It would be fine if he didn't speak. As soon as he opened his mouth, Bei Hanlie immediately made a gesture with his right hand, and a magic weapon appeared faintly.

Not only was this here, but other Lingxi Sect monks around him also noticed this scene, and they all looked at Bai Xiaochun with bad eyes.

Bai Xiaochun felt wronged and felt that she was just saying hello to her old friend. The other party actually reacted so much... At this moment, Song Junwan, Xu Meixiang and others in the distance also noticed it. When they looked back, Xu Meixiang's eyes shrank. Zhang Dapang and Lu Tianlei behind her were just slightly deeper, and the old woman on Iris Peak was the same.

They recognized at a glance that this was the famous Ye Cang in the Xuexi Sect during the period of the time, and the portraits of Ye Cang had already spread. Especially Lu Tianlei, who had a provocation in his eyes, shook his body and walked straight to Bai Xiaochun.

After arriving at Bai Xiaochun, he and Bei Hanlie stared at Bai Xiaochun. It was obvious that he was in Lingxi Sect and had a fierce reputation as a night burial.

Bai Xiaochun glared at Lu Tianlei, feeling that he no longer had the time of Lingxi Sect. Lu Tianlei seemed a little arrogant and dared to provoke him.

"This is..." Xu Meixiang asked pretending to be unaware of it.

"That's my junior brother Ye Zang." Song Junwan smiled slightly and changed the subject.

"I heard that Lingxi Sect has a quasi-inheritance sequence of foundation building in the way of heaven, named Bai Xiaochun. I wonder if I can introduce it?" (To be continued.)
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