Only Yisheng Gongzun and Angxiong Gongzun were left. Seeing this sudden change, they hurriedly took out their palms, and the small fairy sword they struck was slightly tilted, and countless spiritual swords burst out.
Palace Master Ang Xiong was penetrated by several spiritual swords and shouted wildly: "Save me..."
How could Yisheng Gongzun still care about him? He ran away in fear. He had a father but no mother.
"Bastard..." Seeing him running away, Grand Master Ang Xiong stirred up his old grudges, and became ruthless in wanting to get rid of him even if he died.
Palace Master Ang Xiong couldn't escape, and he didn't resist the slaughter with the spiritual sword. Instead, he gathered his last strength and struck out with a palm as powerful as the sea.
Yisheng Palace Master was running away when he was hit on the back by this palm and spit out a mouthful of blood.
Palace Master Angxiong was slaughtered by ten thousand swords, and the little fairy sword pierced through the clouds and passed away in a blink of an eye.
Yi Sheng Gong respected his injury and shook his head to fly away again, but when he saw the huge body standing proudly in front of him, he felt a sudden surge of fear in his heart.
Although this giant body has been deformed, with a large dent in the chest, only two of the six arms, and two of the three heads missing, the remaining head's slightly skewed eyes still emit a fierce light, like needles, which makes people feel uncomfortable. His whole body ached.
"I don't even know your name, so you came to gather people to kill me. It's nothing. You don't need to leave your name anymore. You will only become a stepping stone for me to reach a stronger place."
Bai Qiandao let out a loud roar, and with the luck he had captured, he once again gathered one hundred and fifty clones, splitting the air and exploding his palms.
How could Yisheng Palace Master be willing to die like this? He used his last remaining strength to blast out a powerful force of ten thousand blades. His fist force was like a thousand sharp swords. One of Bai Qiandao's heads was cracked open by this fist force.
In the roar, a lot of the explosive palms were eliminated, but the force of the fist was swept away.
Yisheng Gongzun only felt that his breath was blocked, and the air flow was rolled back. His body was cut with holes by his fists, and blood spurted out in all directions.
Why does my power come back?
Yisheng Palace Master stood swaying in the air, completely incomprehensible. He did not know that his destiny had been taken away from him. This was his downfall.
Bai Qiandao sneered, blood started to flow from the corner of his mouth again, and with one step, he came to the Lord Yisheng Palace.
"Don't kill me, I...I know my mistake..."
The arrogant nature of Yisheng Palace Master made him not want to beg for mercy, but when facing this moment of death, he still couldn't control the fear in his heart. He only wanted to live, and he could beg for mercy endlessly.
Bai Qiandao looked at him with ruthless eyes, and with a single point of view, Yisheng Palace Master, who had no power to resist, died.
His ferocious eyes glanced around again, and the cultivators watching the battle from a distance all lowered their heads, not daring to look at him.
It wasn't until his figure disappeared that the cultivators heaved a sigh of relief. This man was too terrifying. A vicious evil had come to this world!
The mid-level palace master asked loudly: "What is his name?"
You Yingjun replied: "Bai Qiandao, I remember that Yang Yu Palace Master of Dayan Kongmian Qitian Sect once asked him."
"It's so scary! It seems even scarier than Guan Luochen!" The mid-level palace master murmured to himself with his heart pounding.
After this battle, Bai Qiandao's name spread far and wide like a virus. Many cultivators heard about it and even had to bear the pain of consuming an old elixir to spread this evil name.
Bai Qiandao's battle shocked the world, and his reputation as a ferocious evil made many cultivators famous and frightened, but he also offended more powerful forces in the Seven Stars Plane.
Somewhere, Mingtian Palace Master grabbed a piece of cloud with resentment, his eyes shining with jealousy.
Somewhere, Lord Guanyu looked at Mai Tianxue, who looked indifferent, with deep doubts in his eyes.
Somewhere, a small one-horned snake spurted out a mouthful of water, which was like a huge torrent, shattering the two high-level infant monarchs into pieces.
"They are talking about Bai Qiandao. I knew he would be so tyrannical when he came to the outside world."
The little one-horned snake nodded, roared, spread its wings and flew away.
Somewhere, a baby girl was chewing on a treasure. It wasn't until the extremely hard treasure was riddled with holes that she put it down with satisfaction.
After grinding her teeth, the baby girl Junwen heard the conversation of several cultivators in the distance and looked surprised, saying to herself: "Qiandao, where are you now?"
Somewhere, a baby girl seemed to be walking in a dark space. An old bird flew towards her and was hit by the dark aura. It fell down and was caught by her.
After reading the message, Nv Yingjun showed a meaningful smile and said, "Bai Qiandao, you are still so capable!"
Somewhere, a baby girl looked at the naked cultivators all over the ground with a glowing face, and said with a smile: "If you help me practice, you will turn into white bones."
As soon as the words fell, all the cultivators on the ground turned into flesh and blood and turned into white bones.
Baby Girl nodded with satisfaction and said to herself again: "What did they say just now? The fierce Bai Qiandao...Bai Qiandao, you treat me like dirt, but I gave you a surprise. I believe you will be greatly surprised." I’m surprised, but also heartbroken!”
At the place where Wangshan Mountain is located, the Dao Dao Sect members are all jubilant, and the fierce reputation of Bai Qian Dao spreads. This is a powerful deterrent, and the ancestors are mighty.
At this time, another female infant came to her, it was Mi Beibei, and the Dao Dao Sect's strength increased again.
Fifty years later, Bai Qiandao stood in the ruins, knowing that this was the location of the legendary Heng Palace.
It was in Hengdian that the ancient cultivators discovered the cultivation methods of Zunti Realm and Xuanhao Realm, from which they could break through the shackles and ascend to the immortal world.
Today, Hengdian is in a state of decay, like a ruin.
There are rumors that when the ancient cultivators became enlightened, the Hengdian Palace collapsed and was destroyed.
I don't know how many years have passed, but the ruins have been covered with a thick layer of soil, and only the broken cornices and palace walls can still be exposed.
At this time, somewhere in the distant sky, an illusory woman's figure floated, staring deeply at Bai Qiandao standing on the ruins.
"Bai Qiandao, if the information returned by my projection is normal, you will be like this!"
The woman's dark eyes shot out incredible colors, as if they were the light of countless lines, and she said: "Only in the center of Laboratory No. 4 can I really see you... Alas! The place is already riddled with holes, and With a virus like yours raging, it's critical... I can't tolerate the virus destroying this place, so I'll increase the difficulty to the highest level for you!"
The woman waved her hand, and countless black dots appeared in front of her, shooting towards the thousand white rays in distant time and space.
There, Bai Qiandao glanced in one direction, his brows furrowed.
He was immediately surprised, as he felt that he had suddenly entered a strange space and found it difficult to get up.
The eyes are full of wilderness, the breeze is blowing slowly, and the sun is shining down gently, but there are cultivators sitting cross-legged with their eyes closed, adding to the strange atmosphere.
The cultivators could see endlessly at a glance. There were men and women, all of whom were in the realm of palace fusion. The sound of absorption resounded, playing a symphony in the wilderness.
Who are they? Why are you here like a ghost? Why am I being hallucinated?
Bai Qiandao was shocked and confused. Seeing a female palace master in front of him, he carefully asked: "Your Majesty, why are you here?"
The female palace master kept her eyebrows open and breathed evenly, as if she didn't hear him.
"Your Majesty? Your Majesty?" Bai Qiandao called out twice, but still ignored her, feeling very helpless.
He walked around among the palace masters and asked several people, but they all heard nothing and ignored him, which made him full of doubts and frowned deeply.
Suddenly, he opened his eyes wide, walked up to a female palace master, looked at it carefully, and then was inexplicably shocked.
This turned out to be Lord Manyun, but now he was in the realm of a palace master. How could it be possible?
He wanted to take out the soul-capturing mirror, but found that he couldn't get it out. Even though his expression was changing, he still couldn't believe his eyes.
He stretched out his hand and touched Venerable Manyun's face. His tentacles were lubricated, just like a real person. What's the explanation?
He was thinking hard, his mind was running like a storm, and a word suddenly came to his mind... impression space.
After coming out of Wanjia Mountain, he deduced that he understood the meaning of impression. In Qilin, he learned that the consciousness of the immortals was impressed there. Could it be that this is another impression space, and all the palace masters are impressioners?
The impression space is too real, and the impression person is also in the form of a real person. This is an unusual situation that he has never been able to understand. So what kind of impression form is it now?
He really
I’m just trying to understand why there is space for impressions and people?
It's just this, no matter how he realizes it or calculates it, he can't understand it clearly.
Suddenly, an angry voice came from a distance: "What kind of evil thing is imprisoning a trace of my soul here?"
Bai Qiandao looked for the sound... but saw no one, so he ran in that direction, and saw a palace master. He looked handsome and handsome, but his eyes were wide open with anger and a fierce look on his face.
Damn it, isn’t this Guan Luochen? Although he is not a young man at this time, Bai Qiandao has a deep memory of him and can recognize him.
"Did you imprison a piece of my soul?"
Guan Luochen's majestic eyes swept over him, his eyes cold and aggressive.
Bai Qiandao quickly explained: "No, I am here unconsciously, wondering why the countless palace masters here only now know that you all have a trace of souls here."
"Impression? What do you mean?"
"My explanation is not very clear. My guess is that a trace of life will be imprinted somewhere, sometimes in the form of chaos, sometimes in the form of ideology, sometimes in the form of soul, just like you now."
"Impression..." Guan Luochen's mind was spinning rapidly, and suddenly a strange memory emerged.
Mei Wa has returned. Guan Luochen found her, but she no longer had enthusiasm for him, but was unhappy.
He was depressed about this, and then he heard that Mei Wa had a sweetheart, and the name of this sweetheart was Bai Qiandao.
The unfamiliar memory was shattered, and Guan Luochen was shocked. In his memory, he was already a peak sage. Mei Wa went to a place on the Five Elements Plane and met Bai Qiandao.
Why is this sad memory pouring out of my soul? Will she fall in love with the man named Bai Qiandao in the future? Who is Bai Qiandao?
At this time, Bai Qiandao looked at him strangely, his face showing expressions of surprise, sadness, jealousy and anger until...it seemed to be jealousy?
"Ahem, I've explained it to you, and you should understand that this is none of my business, but there must be a mysterious force taking over."
