Xianlu Spring and Autumn

White air waves rolled in all directions, and a mushroom cloud with a radius of ten thousand zhang exploded under the snow-capped mountain, destroying all the existences in its path. The mountain shook, the snow-capped mountain collapsed, and the falling rocks instantly shattered into nothingness!

Wherever the air wave passes, it becomes empty space.

The eyes of the wind clusters were horrified, and they quickly flew out to the back again. They knew very well that Feng Guhe must have blew himself up, and Feng Guhe didn't brag. , this person must be superior in the cultivation of the soul.

The turbulent air wave took a long time to gradually stop.

The rumbling sound still lingered in the distant mountains, and the terrified roar of the ghost shadow beast came from afar.

After the air wave dissipated, a huge black pit appeared on the ground, leading to the center of the earth, whose depth was invisible to the naked eye, with a radius of tens of thousands of feet.

And the hill where the cave where Ye Bai lived before has been directly razed to the ground.If it weren't for the Zhenshan formation to bear most of the power, I am afraid that this vast snow-capped mountain range would have been blown up to a lesser extent.

Feng Cuu was surrounded by a cedar tree, and after staring blankly for a while, he soon woke up, remembering Feng Guhe's explanation to himself, and immediately opened up his spiritual consciousness, and went to the center of the battle.

This person is cautious, and he had already discussed the details with Feng Guhe before, he was worried that Ye Bai would not be killed or seriously injured, so he dared not move forward immediately.

The power of the primordial spirit, like mercury leaking to the ground, spread into the big pit at a very fast speed.

After only a few breaths, Feng Cucu opened his eyes suddenly, and in the center of the big pit, he saw a bead shining with purple awns.

The bead...is intact!

"This kid, I'm afraid he wasn't seriously injured!"

Feng Cuicu was startled when he saw it, and after making a judgment, he pulled out his legs and swept out to the distance.

And the moment he got up.A bloody figure also flashed out the purple bead, it was Ye Bai, with a pale complexion and stern eyes, after receiving the purple bead.With a sweep of the power of the soul, he immediately chased in the direction of the wind.

The blood-red shadow turned to silvery white, and thunder and lightning shot out, rushing over the mixed snow and black soil.

Feng's consciousness could see clearly, and he was sure that Ye Bai must not have done what Feng Guhe had calculated.Being seriously injured, he couldn't help but feel depressed. It's unbelievable that he didn't kill this human race when Feng Guhe himself blew himself up.And the only thing Feng Guhe miscalculated was obviously that bead-shaped magic weapon.

The two fled and chased, and the distance gradually widened!

Although Ye Bai used the one-word thunder arrow technique to the limit, it's a pity.After all, it was not as good as the opponent's racial talent, and was pulled further and further away by the opponent.

"Boy. You are too slow, we WindClan will come after you soon!"

Feng Cuu said something evil and walked away calmly.The voice was full of contempt.

"No reason!"

Ye Bai cursed secretly in his heart, his strength is clearly above these Wind Clans, but because his speed is not as good as the opponents, he is always at a disadvantage, the depression in his heart can be imagined.

After all, Ye Bai stopped and turned back to the direction where he had fought with Feng Guhe before. After reaching the top of the huge pit, Ye Bai was dumbfounded again.

"How is it possible? There is no trace of the opening of the storage space. According to my past experience, it does not disappear so quickly..."

Ye Bai's eyes were full of doubts.

After thinking for a while, his pupils gradually lit up, and he murmured, "Could it be... that guy isn't dead at all?"

For monks who are not dead, of course, it is impossible to reveal the opening of the storage space.

Thinking of this, Ye Bai's pupils gradually shrank, and he faintly felt that on his future path of cultivation, there might be another great enemy.

For Feng Guhe, the future is not easy.

After scanning for a while, Ye Bai saw that the other party's yellow sword and Lingbao had been blown into powder, leaving nothing behind.

……

On the other side, the wind rushed towards the entrance of the fourth floor. Since Ye Bai is not dead, the news must be sent back to Feng Guhe's avatar immediately, no, it should be the deity now.

This person's speed is much faster than that of Feng Lan in the middle of the king class. It only took more than three months to return to the mountain in the fourth-level world.

On the west side of the mountainside, there is a purple bamboo grove. Under the bamboo grove, there is a lonely wooden house. It is extremely simple, and there are not even a few vines. It is full of the taste of hard work.

Other than that, there are no other monks' caves or houses nearby.

The wooden house was tightly restricted and sealed off. The gray aura flowed like a snake, and it looked extremely dangerous.

After the wind cluster arrived, a finger of wind directly hit the door, and the forbidden air surged wildly.

Not long after, the restriction was removed, the door opened, and a figure came out, tall and thin, with an ordinary appearance, it was Feng Guhe, but his complexion at the moment was so pale that there was no blood, as if transparent, and his breath It was also extremely weak, roughly equivalent to the Wind Clan at the beginning of the king class.

Obviously, after he blew himself up, his avatar also suffered great damage.

Other than that, there is no difference from the deity who fought Ye Bai before.

Perhaps it was because someone interrupted his practice, Feng Guhe looked a little unhappy, but after seeing that it was Feng Cuu, he immediately recovered a lot, and asked with a rare smile: "How, did you kill that guy?"

The avatar obviously knew what happened to the deity, but he didn't know what happened after the deity blew himself up.

Seeing that he had indeed practiced the Faith Clone Technique, Feng Cuzuu looked a little complicated again, but soon remembered the business, his face darkened and said: "No, that kid hid in that bead, that bead, even There is not a single crack, and his injury does not seem to be serious, if I am not faster than him, I am afraid I have been slaughtered by him!"

Feng Guhe was startled when he heard the words, his eyes glazed over.

He tried his best to blew himself up, but he didn't even kill him?

The two faced each other, and in the bamboo forest, there was no other sound except for the rustling of bamboo leaves being blown by the wind.

After Feng Guhe's gaze was dull for a moment, it became deeper and flickered slightly, thinking about something.

After waiting for a long time, Feng Chutu asked in a low voice: "Brother Guhe, what should we do now?"

Feng Guhe came back to his senses, glanced at him, and said silently: "Go to see Elder Futu first, and report this matter to him."

The wind cluster nodded.

The two immediately flew to the top of the mountain.

……

The palace on the top of the mountain, the gate is open again.

Two deep and bright eyes lit up in the depths of the palace, but they were still hard to see.

After the two saluted, there was no nonsense, Feng Guhe immediately confessed the matter of chasing and killing Ye Bai, and finally said: "This person is not simple, not only the three-hearted runner, but also the one that Feng Wushen left behind. The clan treasure Zhan Xianji, his bead magic weapon, although its grade is unknown, but it can withstand my self-detonation force, I am afraid it is also a fairy treasure."

In the darkness, Feng Futu's eyes brightened when he heard the words.

Fairy treasure?

Even if it was him, there was only one piece. A human kid in the middle stage of Lichen actually had two pieces... A little bit of greed appeared in his eyes, but it was a pity that he himself could not break out of the fourth floor, otherwise he might be I want to hunt down and kill Ye Bai in person immediately.

After a moment of silence, Feng Futu asked: "How long will it take for your new body to recover?"

Feng Guhe pondered for a moment, and immediately said: "At least a year, it will take longer to think about recondensing a new clone."

Feng Futu nodded slightly, and said in a slow voice: "You have done your best, go recover first, let Partridge be responsible for chasing and killing that human kid!"

Feng Guhe's eyes flickered, as if he was a bit unwilling, but he left as he should, and only Feng Tuocu remained.

"Partridge, go, show your wisdom, kill that kid, and bring me back the Zhanxian halberd and that bead!"

Feng Futu said in an unusually domineering and majestic manner.

Feng Cucu was startled when he heard that, because he didn't feel Feng Partridge was around at all.

"is teacher!"

Before he could finish his astonishment, in the uninhabited forest not far away, there was already an extremely seductive female voice.

The wind partridge appeared out of nowhere and walked slowly. Its jade face was like a flower, and the red mole on the corner of its mouth was extraordinarily attractive. There was a cunning look in its two slender and bright beautiful eyes.

"Brother Cucu, come on, if you can still make your way, you and the partridge will hunt down that kid again."

The wind partridge looked at the wind and smiled sweetly. After finishing speaking, without waiting for his answer, he took the lead to go down the mountain.

Feng Zucu smiled wryly, and followed. As the most powerful array master in this generation, he is destined to work hard.

……

Back in the third layer of the world, deep underground in an inconspicuous snowfield.

Ye Bai was sitting cross-legged, closing his eyes and meditating. Under his buttocks, there was a piece of futon, which exuded purple mist, wrapped Ye Bai, and the aura was mysterious and mysterious. It was that red futon.

And Ye Bai took out this Heaven-reaching Immortal Treasure, not for cultivation, but for the auxiliary magical effect of its enlightenment supernatural power, to deduce a supernatural power of movement that can rival the speed of the Wind Clan, and reverse the unfavorable situation.

Even though it sounds a bit late and unrealistic, Ye Bai still plans to give it a try, his biggest reliance is the red futon under his buttocks.

If you want to deduce a supernatural power, it is naturally impossible to create it out of thin air, it must be based on your own perception of heaven, earth and Taoism.

As for body skills and supernatural powers, it is even more difficult. The only way Ye Bai could think of was to learn from the body skills he had learned, or from the skills of other powerful monks he had seen, and finally deduce his own. Physical skills.

At this moment, in Ye Bai's mind, flashes of the agility and supernatural powers of monks he has seen since he practiced Taoism. (to be continued~^~)