At the beginning, the little prince Beili and his mother were crazy about each other.

The white-haired fairy was still alive.

"White-haired! Are you still alive?" The purple-clothed man looked at the visitor with a look of surprise.

The white-haired fairy held the jade sword and frowned slightly: "Could it be that I am dead now?"

"We agreed to gather here before. Seeing you delay for so long, I thought you were dead." The purple-clothed man covered his chest.

"Be careful, this young man is very strong, stronger than ever before." The white-haired fairy reminded in a low voice.

"Even you are not his opponent?" The purple-clothed man raised his eyebrows, somewhat unbelievable.

The white-haired fairy nodded slightly, which was regarded as tacit agreement.

"If you and I join forces, how many people in the whole Beili can be our opponents?" The purple-clothed man sucked the folding fan back into his hand.

The appearance of the white-haired fairy seemed to restore his confidence.

"Don't forget, he has companions." The white-haired fairy glanced at Lei Wujie and the others.

The purple-clothed man sneered: "We have companions too."

The white-haired fairy had a complicated look in his eyes, thinking about the chaotic situation outside the domain.

He gritted his teeth and ordered in a deep voice: "You guys, take the things back to Tianwaitian in the chaos, and don't stay for a moment."

Several black-clothed men nodded in agreement.

The purple-clothed man couldn't help but feel a little confused. From the moment the white-haired man appeared, he looked worried, and he didn't know what he had encountered.

"White-haired, you are anxious, what happened?" The purple-clothed man frowned slightly.

However, the White-haired Immortal did not answer directly, but said solemnly: "On the way here, I met a strange man, who said he would help us deal with this young man."

The purple-clothed man was stunned, and then said coldly: "Why do outsiders need to interfere in the affairs of my Tianwaitian? Baifa, don't forget..."

Before the purple-clothed man finished speaking, the White-haired Immortal suddenly interrupted him: "Others don't know the situation of Tianwaitian, but you still don't know!"

"This..." The purple-clothed man was speechless.

The outside world has been without a master for many years, and the sect is torn apart. Only Tianwaitian is still struggling to support it. They can't wait any longer.

The White-haired Immortal did not wait for his reply, but waved his sword directly forward.

Xiao Ruolin didn't want to fight them originally, and he had been showing mercy before.

To be honest, they could just go and rob the things in the golden coffin, and he wouldn't stop them.

As long as it didn't affect the emperor and the people around him, he wouldn't care, but these two seemed to regard him as a strong enemy, completely misunderstood.

"They want to outnumber the weak, Xiao Se, let's go!" Lei Wujie waved his fist, eager to try.

"You really think highly of me." Xiao Se held his forehead helplessly.

But despite this, he was still ready to attack at any time.

As long as Ruolin couldn't beat him, he would use the Cloud Stepping Technique to run away with his brother.

He was useless in fighting, but he was the best in the world when it came to running away.

Soon, the white-haired fairy held the jade sword and swung it at Xiao Ruolin.

Xiao Ruolin's body shook, dodging his attack, and turned his wrist, and a long sword appeared in his hand.

"Moye, go!" Xiao Ruolin shouted, and swung his right hand.

The sword energy turned into a swimming dragon, sweeping towards the white-haired man.

The white-haired fairy snorted lightly, flicked his fingers, and pointed the jade sword in his hand straight ahead, and the two long swords crossed together.

The sword energy collided with the sword energy, making a deafening "buzzing" sound of swords.

Everyone present felt a stinging pain in their eardrums and quickly covered their ears with their hands.

"White hair, I'll help you!" After a brief struggle, the purple-clothed man finally swung his folding fan.

The momentum as powerful as the mountains and seas came again, even shattering the surrounding tiles.

"If you want to bully the minority with your numbers, ask me Lei Wujie first!" Lei Wujie shouted and leaped away.

"If you want to save people, you have to get past us first!" Several men in black jumped up and stopped Lei Wujie.

Looking at the seven men in black in front of him, Lei Wujie was furious and cursed: "What's the point of fighting with more people? Let's fight alone!"

"Boy! I think your head was hit by the door and you can't recognize the situation. We are here to kill people, not to play house with you!"

"Don't talk nonsense with him. In terms of verbal skills, even the Lord is not his opponent. Why are we still wasting time with him!"

"Let's go together!"

The seven men in black attacked Lei Wujie at the same time, and their moves were killing moves.

Lei Wujie stomped his feet on the ground, and his body was steaming again. The fire in his pupils soared into the sky.

On his fist, purple flames appeared, and he punched one of the men in black.

"Lei Wujie is not their opponent. Xiao Se, you stay here, I'll help him!"

After Tang Lian finished speaking, he ignored

He rushed forward with wounds on his body.

"Ah, fighting and killing all day long, this is the martial arts world..." Xiao Se sighed, and then stared at his brother intently.

Although he said it carelessly, he was concerned about his brother's safety in his heart. This is Boss Xiao.

Xiao Ruolin's strength completely exceeded the expectations of the white-haired fairy and the purple-clothed man. They never thought that the two of them would not get any good even if they joined forces.

Seeing this, the white-haired fairy used a sword to distance himself, and then pointed to a certain direction and shouted in a deep voice: "What are you waiting for!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a black shadow suddenly appeared beside him.

"I didn't expect that the guardian of the Demon Sect, the beautiful sword Mo Qixuan who was famous in the martial arts world twelve years ago, would be so embarrassed by a junior." The black-robed man made a hoarse voice.

Hearing this, the white-haired fairy's eyes flashed with a fierce look: "It's not your turn to preach. You take the people you want, and we take what we want."

"Hehe!" The black-robed man had a frosty face and a cold light flashing in his eyes.

When Xiao Ruolin saw the black-robed man, his pupils suddenly dilated.

"Gan Jiang Moye, Chengying, Chunjun, Yuchang, Gulu!" He immediately summoned six flying swords, all of which flew towards the black-robed man.

Xiao Se was shocked when he saw his brother's sudden change of mood, and looked at the black-robed man suddenly.

Who was that man? Why did Ruolin get so excited?

All kinds of doubts spread in his heart, and he could feel that his brother was a little out of control.

And it was the black-robed man in front of him that caused his mood to change!

The black-robed man sneered, and facing the six flying swords emitting cold light, he took one out of his arms and then blew it.

The desolate sound of the flute reached everyone's ears, and everyone couldn't help but feel a sense of sadness in their hearts.

The sound of the flute contained grief, despair, sadness, unwillingness, helplessness, anger, helplessness...

The moment the flute sounded, a man wearing an evil ghost mask blocked the black-robed man.

When Xiao Ruolin saw the man wearing the evil ghost mask, his eyes instantly became bloodshot.