Xianlu Spring and Autumn

Outside is a desolate and narrow snow-capped valley, surrounded by snow-capped mountains.

Ye Bai glanced a few times, and was about to take a few breaths of fresh air when the stench came from his body.Ye Bai laughed, and hastily stopped breathing through his nose again.

Looking into the sky, there are only 31 stars left in the sky!

Ye Bai spread the power of his soul to the limit, and soon found the valley he fell into before, which was already five or six hundred miles away.

At the same time, Ye Bai also found two cultivators in the middle stage of Lichen, who were flying around looking for the totem pole, neither of them knew each other.

The two of them naturally also noticed him, and there was an evil light in their eyes.

Ye Bai smiled slightly, ignored the two, and fled into the distance, if the two dared to attack him, he didn't mind killing them either.

The silver figure stepped on a flash of lightning and rushed into the distance.

……

Time flies, and another year has passed.

In this year, Ye Bai has experienced many battles and small battles.

He mainly fights with shadow beasts. Although his one-word thunder stride has reached the speed level of a middle-stage monk from Lichen, he cannot get rid of the king-level mid-to-late stage soul beasts who are good at speed. In the end, he has to fight , relying on Xingjun Lishi, Zizhu, and secretly using a battle fairy halberd in no one's place, he didn't encounter any catastrophe of life and death.The rest is fighting with the monks. As the stars in the sky continue to decrease, all the wandering monks who come in know that the undiscovered totem poles will become more and more difficult to find, and the others, if It has not been destroyed, and has fallen into the monk's pocket.

In such a situation, it is inevitable that some monks will come up with bad ideas.

Although they couldn't tear apart the storage space of other monks, as long as they grabbed their opponents and tortured them, they could also make them hand them over.

therefore.The competition among the monks suddenly became fierce.

And Xiaoxiu in the early stage of Lichen like Ye Bai is undoubtedly the best target to arrest.

For more than a year.There were no fewer than eight monks who were eyeing Ye Bai.Two of them were thrown away by him with a thunderous stride. Of the remaining six, four were killed by him, and the other two ran away seeing the situation.

From the storage space of the four monks he killed, Ye Bai obtained two more totem poles, as well as a large number of fairy stones, top-grade spirit stones and other things, which can be said to be a rich harvest.

Ye Bai himself.He didn't intend to take the initiative to kill and seize the treasure, but if the other party came to his door, he didn't mind grabbing it.

Fortunately, those cultivators in the late stage of Lichen have already reached a deeper level, otherwise if they stare at him, the consequences will be unpredictable.As for the Wind Clan, I haven't seen them, and I don't know if they have been killed by the human race, or have gone to other places to hunt and kill the monks.

On this road, when Ye Bai passed the Fengzu Holy Temple.It was found to be in ruins.

On this day, Ye Bai came not far from the passage leading to the fourth floor.

The power of the soul swept away, and a large area was several miles away.The suffocating fog has already covered the passage to the fourth floor.

The ground under the mist was cracked and cracked vertically and horizontally, revealing huge holes one after another. The fierceness of the previous battle was unimaginable.

And on the ground, two pointed earth mountains with a height of four to five hundred feet were piled up by human force.

On the dirt hill, there is a monk sitting cross-legged on each side.

One is a Taoist in white with a broad sword on his back.He is tall and straight, with a stern complexion.The other is a thin and long man in a floral dress, both of whom have a big breath.

The two sat cross-legged on the top of the hill.Standing motionless, the cold wind blows, and the robes flutter, very majestic and eye-catching.

"Boundless Taoist, Ren Shisan!"

Ye Bai remembered Lan Yehe's introduction, and recognized the identities of the two at a glance.

The two of them had obviously killed the Wind Clan who were stuck here, and blocked them back here, so that the Wind Clan in the Thunder World on the fourth floor could not come to the third floor in an endless stream.

After seeing the two people's eyes, Ye Bai passed by without approaching, and continued to explore the depths.

But not long after he left sideways, Daoist Pang Dao and Ren Shisan opened and closed their eyes almost at the same time, looking in Ye Bai's direction.

"This kid in the early days of Lichen used the one-word thunder stride. He must be the kid who Dao Wudao said he only took eight hours to comprehend. Brother Pound, you lost to him!"

On Ren Shisan's pointed and long face, there was a playful and playful smile.

Daoist Pang Majestic looked stern and did not speak, but there was a hint of deep jealousy hidden in his eyes, and then he closed them.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Ren Shisan smiled, and said again: "I smell the blood of the dragon clan on this kid, that's the favorite smell of our Tunlong Python clan."

"In that case, why don't you catch him and suck him up?"

Daoist Pang Majestic finally spoke, his tone was calm, he didn't even lift his eyelids, as if the wind was clear and calm.

Hearing this, Ren Shisan's eyes flashed brightly, he laughed, showing two rows of fine white teeth, and said: "Brother Pound was joking, how dare I violate the rules set by the Great Master, besides, this kid is not pure blood Dragon Clan monk, but that guy named Emperor Xin is more to my liking."

Daoist Pang Majestic snorted coldly and remained silent.

Ren Shisan didn't feel bored at all, instead he laughed and said to himself: "This kid is quite capable, facing the three opponents of the Wind Clan, Soul Shadow Beast and other wandering monks, he can still survive come down..."

……

Back to Ye Bai, continue to fly forward, the front is already an unknown territory, while Ye Bai is searching, he still needs to write down the route so that he can go back later.

The terrain became more and more complicated, with tall snow-capped mountains and deep dark valleys, which could be seen from time to time, and there were more and more ghostly beasts, which were full of dangers.

On this day, Ye Bai recovered to his peak state, left the cave where he was hiding, and went on the road again, his spirit was swept away, and within a short while, his expression suddenly changed.

In a valley hundreds of miles away, a white-clothed friar in the middle stage of Lichen carried a blood-soaked friar into a cave in the valley below. Totem pole work.

Although Ye Bai didn't know this white-clothed monk in the middle stage of Lichen, the monk he was carrying was an old acquaintance of his.

Dragon Seven!

Whoosh!

Ye Bai didn't hesitate, and flew out immediately.

Long Qi, a guy with a mustache, who is proficient in restraints, and looks like a bad ghost army commander, when Ye Bai first joined the team, because he was also good at restraints, he was still somewhat hostile to him, but after several times of cooperation, everyone They get along quite harmoniously, and everyone treats him well, at least they never leave him because he is the slowest when running away.

Ye Bai has always been very clear about grievances and resentments, seeing him in trouble, how can he stand by and do nothing!

Hundreds of miles away, it will arrive soon.

After falling into the valley, Ye Bai went straight to the cave where the two of them entered. The cave was naturally sealed off by a ban, but this ban was just an ordinary ban to prevent others from probing and to isolate the sound. The standard is not too high.

Ye Bai tapped with his fingertips, and with a few efforts, the restriction was removed.

"what--"

As soon as he withdrew, Long Qi's powerless moan came from the cave.

"drink!"

Ye Bai's eyes blazed with coldness, he didn't talk nonsense, he directly punched, and slammed heavily on the gate of the stone block, the electric light sizzled.

boom!

Gravel splashes.

"Who dares to spoil my good deed!"

A ferocious voice came from the cave, before the flying dust dissipated, dozens of sword-like, golden-colored sharp fingers shot out from the cave.

bang bang bang-

Ye Bai was so close that he didn't have time to dodge, he was hit directly, and fell backwards, the barrier of artistic conception space was broken, this person's attack is not bad.

A moment later, Ye Bai's eyes blurred, and a figure flashed out from the hole.

It was the white-clothed monk from before. This man was a tall, handsome young man in his early thirties, with long black hair and a soaring ponytail, revealing a bit of ambition. His fair face was extremely gloomy. , a pair of eyes fell on Ye Bai coldly.

"So it's you brat..."

The cultivator in white looked at Ye Bai, with disdain in his eyes, and said with a smirk, "Boy, are you here to save him? Since you sent it to your door, then hand over the totem pole you got too!"

This person had a haughty look like an old god, obviously he didn't care about a monk of Ye Bai's level.