Although Cheng Siling has a lot of descendants, Cheng Mingtian is the most outstanding one among them. He is proud of his genius and qualifications, and he has been carefully trained for him. He hopes that when he sits on the position of sect leader in the future, he may have a chance to break through the realm of the mind.
When this bad news came, he was deeply hit, and his anger burned three feet high.
All the disciples of Feijian Sect received the order to find Bai Qiandao, and the ancestor wanted to kill him with his own hands.
Killing those two people made Bai Qiandao deeply offend the two strongest forces in the dream plane. The two strongest practitioners in the world wanted to kill him and mobilized all the practitioners to become his enemy. This made him In danger again.
As a result, his horse racing career was constantly surrounded, chased, and killed, filled with blood and never ending.
At one point, Wen Tianlei heard this and sighed bitterly: "This person is already so strong..."
He smiled again and said, "Now that you are being yelled at and killed in the dream plane, can you still survive?"
Blinking his eyes, his heart moved again, and he said: "Now that you are the target of public criticism, am I going to benefit from it?"
Wen Tianlei decided to join the white-killing army in order to benefit from it. People of the same kind were too attracted to him. He also admitted that he had changed a long time ago and was no longer a true chivalrous man.
Elsewhere, Xia Houchi smiled fiercely and said: "Bai Qiandao, even if I don't have the chance to realize the true meaning of the dream, killing you and gaining your power will make my trip not in vain."
Xia Houch set out without hesitation. He was a ferocious person, he could cause trouble even if he didn't care, and he was even more ruthless in killing people of his own kind. What's more, Bai Qiandao has now become an enemy in the plane, and he was also prepared to do something to make a profit. .
There are always people looking for bad luck, killing one group, and then another group. Bai Qiandao was angered, and he also killed them.
On this day, I met a high-level cultivator of the Heart Dao Realm. He was the supreme elder of Feijian Sect, named Hu Fulang.
As soon as this person saw Bai Qiandao, he cursed and came to kill him. Then he was stunned and saw his opponent also cursing and came to kill him.
I am in a high-level state of mind, do you know? I should kill you, why are you so powerful?
Damn it, you think you can kill me by killing Cheng Mingtian?
You have no idea how big the difference in strength is between the middle-level and high-level minds. You are a frog in the well, so let me show you my terror!
Hu Fulang flicked the spiritual sword, and the sword roared loudly, turning into countless sword shadows and stabbing towards Bai Qiandao.
Bai Qiandao has three heads and six arms, and he gathers his palms to split the sky and split the earth.
After the roar, the shadow of the sword disappeared, and the flying sword flew back with a trembling cry. There was a small gap as big as a soybean grain in the sword mouth.
Hu Fulang couldn't believe that he actually caught the sword. This must be an illusion. How could it be possible?
Bai Qiandao has long been able to withdraw his power in splitting the sky and cracking the earth, but only exerted 80% of his strength. Now he knows it well, falls on the ground, and absorbs the vitality of this world.
That's right, since his consciousness came into contact with the dream soul, he realized the moral meaning of the dream, swallowed the dream bead, and suddenly realized the holy way of dreams, he has become very connected with this soul and can draw its power for permission.
Na Mo District can only use the power of heaven and earth, but not much. He should have used the strange evil method of his clan, and he is just and aboveboard. He is allowed to borrow and recover for special permission, which is essentially different.
The spiritual heart never participates in the battle of life. It only exists as a reward and punishment from God. When it feels the crisis of the plane, it really uses its strength to save itself.
And being able to make friends with the spiritual heart has great benefits. Just as he is absorbing life force now, at least until he meets a practitioner at the peak of the spiritual realm, he is invincible.
So, he quickly recovered and used his palms to split the sky and split the earth again. This time, he also transformed into six clones and attacked together.
Hu Nenglang's spirit sword was hit again and flew violently. He caught it in his hand and saw that there was a big gap this time. He felt extremely distressed and fearful in his heart. How could his opponent be so tough?
Seeing the opponent fall to the ground and regain his strength quickly, he knew something was wrong, and without hesitation, he took out the spiritual sword again, and the sword shadow became even more powerful.
The sword shadow was so powerful that it blocked the six clones. Although it killed the six spiritual bodies and was much weaker, it still slashed towards Bai Qiandao.
Bai Qiandao suddenly rose up, gathered his palms and exploded his empty palms, striking out with the power of thunder and lightning. The exploding spirit sword swayed, and he actually got it for him.
Hu Negang was shocked. The spiritual sword that had been nurtured for thousands of years, but how could the source of his power be taken away by the other party!
He shouted loudly: "Take it."
The spiritual sword struggled endlessly in Bai Qiandao's hands, groaning endlessly, but he couldn't get rid of it.
Bai Qiandao manipulated it vigorously, sneered, and said: "The Feijian Sect's spiritual sword is nothing more than this, wait for me to transform it."
When the alienation method is cast, the spiritual sword turns into juice bit by bit, and the spirituality is also removed and becomes ordinary.
Hu Negang suddenly felt empty. This was because the spirit sword had lost its spirituality. He was so frightened that he turned around and ran away.
He wanted to escape, but Bai Qiandao refused to let him go. He used all his strength to throw the flying sword, which penetrated his chest directly.
Hu Fulang suddenly stopped and watched in disbelief as his beloved treasure flew away. Then he looked down at the big blood hole in his chest and smiled miserably.
I have been practicing swordsmanship for thousands of years, and yet I was killed by my own spiritual sword. How ironic and humiliating this is.
He fell down, his eyes wide open, and died unwillingly.
Seizing Hu Fulang's luck, his strength surged again, which made Bai Qiandao energetic.
The higher the level of cultivators, or demons, monsters, etc., can provide him with more pure and huge luck, which gave him the idea of killing those Cheng Siling and Luo Lixuan.
I didn't dare to think about it at first, but as he killed more and more cultivators, his power continued to increase sharply. Now he killed this high-level cultivator of the Heart Dao Realm and gained too much energy, so this thought came to his mind. idea.
You can't blame me for wanting to kill you. Who made you my enemy? I will never be soft on my enemies.
I still have to practice killing people to be more confident, so I will continue my journey of massacre!
Seeing Yi Xinyu coming over excitedly and praising him for being so strong, Bai Qiandao smiled happily and wanted to touch her head, but withdrew his hand. She was an adult and this move was inappropriate.
Unexpectedly, Yi Xinyu reached out, took his hand, put it on his head, and smiled sweetly at him.
Bai Qiandao laughed and then touched her head. The two of them felt that the moment was quite warm and sweet.
Hu Fulang was killed, which made the cultivators extremely afraid. This man was one of the most powerful people in the dream plane, a powerful person in the high-level realm of the mind.
With such fear, many people are afraid of fighting. Although the huge reward you Luo Lixuan mentioned must be very tempting, we cannot be killed by a murderer because of this. Our lives are at stake.
Although there are many cultivators who dare not deal with Bai Qiandao anymore, there are still bold ones who are greedy for huge rewards, and they are even more united. If they don't unite more together, how can they kill that murderer!
Cheng Siling and Luo Lixuan met for the first time in a thousand years. They originally had some grievances, but now because of Bai Qiandao's strength, they wanted to join hands. They gathered tens of thousands of high-level practitioners from the two forces and laid a dragnet to make Bai Qiandao unable to escape.
At this time, another three years have passed, and there are still four years until the thirty-year deadline.
I originally thought that what Yingji said was that as long as he realized the true meaning of the dream, he would return. It turned out that he needed to stay for enough time. What he said was unclear. After all, he was worthy of being the person who created the system.
There were no flies flying for a while, and Bai Qiandao knew that there must be a great danger brewing in the calmness of his heart. He was always vigilant, and he joined hands with Yi Xinyu day by day, and his relationship grew stronger.
The storm finally came, but quickly extinguished. Bai Qiandao and Yi Xinyu were surrounded by hundreds of thousands of cultivators, led by Cheng Siling and Luo Lixuan.
Then, they watched helplessly as the pair changed seats and disappeared in an instant like a stream of light, dumbfounded.
What is that rainbow-shaped spaceship? It was actually faster than the purple-gold centipede. Even Cheng Siling and Luo Lixuan, who could barely catch up with the flying chariot at a speed of a hundred times, couldn't catch up.
How can a peak cultivator in the Heart Realm be able to catch up to a flying chariot that is a thousand times faster? This is ten times faster than theirs.
If you can't surround people, you can kill them. The practitioners are helpless, so many people have to disperse.
But the storm is coming again. This is the storm and huge waves caused by Bai Qiandao alone. You are numerous and powerful. I will not confront you head-on. When you disperse, I will take the opportunity to kill you.
Too many cultivators were killed, and they were at the lowest Creation Dan level. The ones who were killed were crying like ghosts and howling like wolves, and they died in groups.
Cheng Siling and Luo Lixuan were furious and led the elites of the two major forces to attack everywhere. However, their opponents were too cunning and would never stay too long. They would kill one place, then escape and go to another place to kill.
Bai Qiandao is practicing like this. Although I have the virtue of living a good life, I will not kill innocent people indiscriminately to practice. If you dare to deal with me, you must become my nourishment, and no one will be spared.
Cheng Siling looked at the land, with corpses lying everywhere. At least thousands of cultivators in the Creation Dan Realm were dead. He looked up to the sky and howled angrily. Was he imitating werewolves?
Luo Lixuan looked at another mountain forest. Hundreds of cultivators in the Yi Palace Creation Dan Realm were slaughtered just because they didn't keep up. He was furious and cursed, but there was nothing he could do.
Killing enemies in such a turnaround, and riding a thousand-fold speed chariot, can leave quickly. The effect is so obvious that not many of the hundreds of thousands of cultivators are killed.
The main thing is to kill quickly. This side sings and that side appears. I am fast and powerful. What can you do to me?
All right! Bai Qiandao was a bit complacent because of his desire to kill, and did not implement flexible guerrilla tactics.
That day, Fang killed more than a dozen cultivators. When he saw Xia Houchi, he turned around and ran away when he saw that Xia Houchi had lost all his ferocity.
He was fighting with Xiahou Chi again, and when Fang wounded him, he felt the power of critical strikes from both sides.
One was a flying sword, which seemed to be stabbing from the sky. The air was shaken by the strong wind, and the roar was deafening.
One is the power of the fist, the wind of the fist is like a wave, rolling up ferocious wind and waves, the momentum is like a unified force, extremely pure.
Bai Qiandao felt something bad in his heart, and he fell suddenly, avoiding the two forces that could kill him, and turned into an ordinary stone, lying quietly on a shallow beach.
Cheng Siling and Luo Lixuan struck furiously, but their opponents didn't respond and fell without a trace. They felt extremely strange in their hearts.
Some people died, but not completely...
