This thin old man's sword seemed casual, but in fact it had great meaning.
To put it simply, this sword looks like one sword, but is actually made up of tens of millions, or even hundreds of millions of swords.
From the moment the old man held the sword, he had already started to draw it.
It's just that the sword is drawn out so frequently that almost no one can notice it.
Moreover, every sword energy is too small.
Almost as small as dust, or even smaller than dust.
This kind of sword energy has reached a level that is invisible to the naked eye.
Therefore, it took almost tens of thousands of swords to form such an ordinary sword energy.
It is also because of this that these extremely subtle sword energies can cause damage to the two Nine Provinces Cauldrons.
There is a gap in the Jiuzhou Cauldron, which means that Bai Ze can completely smelt it.
In fact, there is a small saying here. With Bai Ze's method, it is not impossible to smelt these two Jiuzhou Cauldrons forcefully.
However, Bai Ze is not from Liuli Tianxia after all.
And this Jiuzhou Cauldron is responsible for the control of Jiuzhou.
Therefore, if Bai Ze takes action, he will be suppressed by the law of heaven.
Master Zhuang used his hand as a pen and wrote a few words in the air.
These words stayed in mid-air, showing a pale gold color.
"let's start."
As Mr. Zhuang Laoshan opened his mouth, people from all walks of life on the mountain came up with their own tricks.
Xu Mo sacrificed his sword, and Xun Liang read ancient books.
Gu Chaoge and Zhongtang were responsible for stabilizing the favorable weather and location here.
Ge Lao sacrificed his alchemy furnace to bless the Suzaku Flame summoned by Bai Ze.
Luo Wuji brought everyone into the Ten Thousand Bones Necromancer Tower. This tower was closely related to Luo Yi and had already recognized Luo Yi as the master. Now that Luo Yi has integrated the Nine Provinces Cauldron, the Necromancer Tower can also assist.
On this day, all the great monks on the mountain took action together.
Just for one person.
No matter what the outcome is, what happened today will definitely be recorded in the history books of the Taoist Academy.
The sky above Dongxuanzhou was already covered with dark clouds.
Such visions can be clearly seen by all the monks in Dongxuanzhou. Even the layman at the foot of the mountain can see the dark clouds like the sky falling with his naked eyes.
There is no color in the entire sky. The dark clouds above the head seem to be within reach. The clouds are rolling away, and there seems to be an extremely terrifying existence in them...
Many people at the foot of the mountain watched this scene with fear, and some even knelt down and kowtowed.
For people like them, whether it is the appearance of the gods or the evil ghosts and demons in the mountains, they cannot resist.
Besides bowing down and worshiping, what else can you do?
A monk who has a little bit of experience can vaguely see that something is wrong, but Dongxuanzhou is a small place, and the highest level of a monk is Tongxuan.
Today's vision, even the Tongxuan realm monks, can't see the real clues.
But the oppressive feeling of the world's approaching power made all the monks in Dongxuan Continent extremely trembling.
Many monks gathered in twos and threes on their respective hills, looking up at the vision.
About half an hour later, the dark clouds that kept rolling away suddenly stopped.
The next moment, from the dark clouds, like splashing ink, a black waterfall fell from the sky!
"Here we come!" Zhou Fu looked at this scene nervously.
Now most of the people have entered the Necromancer Tower to help Luo Yi integrate the Nine Provinces Cauldron. Only Zhou Fu is guarding outside the Necromancer Tower.
In an instant, the black waterfall suddenly fell on the Tower of the Dead.
The Necronomicon Tower trembled.
It only blocked the black waterfall for a few breaths, and then it could no longer be stopped.
The black luck, as dark as ink, poured into the Tower of the Dead crazily as if it were in an uninhabited land.
Inside the tower.
Everyone has made all preparations.
Just wait for this luck to strike back.
Two Jiuzhou Cauldrons have been successfully driven into Luo Yi's body by Bai Ze. A total of three Jiuzhou Cauldrons are now suspended above Luo Yi's head in an illusory form.
Bai Ze looked up at the cascading black waterfall, his narrow eyes slightly narrowed.
"Chief Zhuangshan, your Liuli Taoist Academy's work is not small."
Zhuang Yuan frowned, and he also noticed something was wrong.
Logically speaking, one shouldn't have such great luck.
As everyone knows, the young people of this generation seem to have been stimulated by some kind of stimulation, and they have almost turned the glazed world of 100,000 years ago upside down.
As for the reason, it seems that it has to start from the Zhu You List.
Because the top spot on the Zhu You List is now Luo Yi again.
Some time ago, Luo Yi's top spot was replaced by a man named Wang Xie.
But the good times did not last long. Not long after, the top spot once again became Luo Yi.
Moreover, Luo Yi's points have reached a level that can be called terrifying.
His points have reached an extremely terrifying one million!
This number is beyond the reach of everyone.
Many people are speculating, what on earth did Luo Yi... do?
Did he take over Nether's lair?
But even Luo Yi himself didn't know about this matter.
This may be a misunderstanding, or it may be Mr. Yangming's intention.
In short, after the last battle in Jueren Valley, Luo Yi's Zhuyou points reached such an outrageous level.
A whole million, no more, no less.
After reaching this number, Luo Yi disappeared completely.
This number is beyond the reach of many people, but it also arouses the competitive spirit of many talented people.
For a moment, everyone seemed to be on a roll, and the points on the Zhuyou Ranking began to double.
Invisibly, these young people bought Liuli Tianxia more time and more luck.
This is of course a good thing for the entire Liuli World.
But this moment was terrible for Luo Yi.
Because of the causes planted by those people, Luo Yi has to bear the consequences alone at this moment.
Bai Ze shook his head: "It seems that it's still not enough."
Zhuang Yuan's expression also became extremely solemn.
Three Kyushu Cauldrons are almost the limit.
It's not that Zhuang Yuan refuses to bring any more Kyushu tripods from other states, but it's meaningless to bring more.
Moreover, Luo Yi may not be able to bear it.
For now, we can only wait and see what happens.
Bai Ze hesitated for a moment, and finally took out a jade pendant.
If these three Jiuzhou Cauldrons still cannot withstand this fateful counterattack, then Bai Ze will have no choice but to use his own method.
The jade pendant in his hand has a very simple style.
The mutton-fat white jade has no patterns on it, and there are no poems or songs on it.
Some are just two simple words.
"White Pond."
If he sacrificed this jade pendant, it would be equivalent to Bai Ze choosing to fight against this fateful counterattack with Luo Yi!
And for a long period of time, their lives were completely tied together.
If Baize lives, Luo Yi will live.
If Luo Yi dies, Bai Ze will die.
The old mountain leader Zhuang obviously also saw the jade pendant in Bai Ze's hand, and a flash of shock suddenly flashed in his eyes.
This jade pendant should be regarded as Bai Ze's natal possession.
Did the person from 30,000 years ago really have such great respect and favors?
How could Bai Ze be so... desperate for his life?
Even Zhuang Yuan was a little confused at this moment about Mr. Bai's true intention.
