The bamboo raft made ripples and slowly touched the rocks of Black Island.
The green bamboo raft trembled slightly and stood still. Bai Yujun stood quietly on the bow, waiting for the water pattern to gradually subside, motionless. The five rookies looked at each other blankly, silent and depressed, afraid that the air would suddenly become quiet...
It's so quiet that you can hear your heartbeat and breathing, and the water vapor in the dark underground ancient lake is dull.
for a long time.
Bai Yujun stepped ashore.
Pushing back slightly, the bamboo raft moved away silently from the shore, leaving only the man in white on the black island. However, the water level near the island rose silently and swallowed up the reef. The fog in Yong Lake gathered to hide the figure in white, and he appeared again as an immortal armor. The God General raised his head and looked at Black Island Dufeng through his mask and armor.
Standing on the top of the black peak beneath the crack, an old man in plain clothes stood floating, emitting fairy light.
There is a faint light shining on the top of the mountain above the rift valley. The old man is wearing a crane cloak and holding a green crutch. There are three young leaves growing in the middle of the crutch, which is full of vitality and extraordinary quality.
Bai Yujun held the knife in his right hand and traced the blade with two fingers of his left hand.
"Praying mantis stalks cicadas? The majestic immortals sit back and watch the evil spirits sneak in. No wonder the monsters have been spreading for tens of thousands of years and have not been exterminated yet. They are becoming more and more powerful. It is skillful to raise tigers to cause trouble. However, they have great power but are of little use to the world. It is sad."
After flicking the blade, the blade made a clanging sound, and her beautiful eyebrows wrinkled slightly, feeling that this straight knife was no longer as heavy as the heavy knife forged by one's own hands.
The old man on the black mountain peak had a calm expression and ignored the interference of words. According to Bai Bai's understanding, he was thick-skinned and shameless to a certain extent.
His eyes were focused on the white-armored general on the shore.
"The little Heavenly Army God General is ignorant and fearless. I won't argue with the younger ones. The tree spirit is of great use to me when I make elixirs. I am willing to exchange for two thousand years of red cloud zhi. How about it?"
The fairy medicine is born deep in the clouds of Cangshan Mountain, and the two thousand years of Red Yunzhi can increase the longevity of the fairy by seventy years.
Don't underestimate seventy years. The lifespan of becoming an immortal is several thousand. If it is seventy years longer, it is very likely that he will achieve a breakthrough. But Bai Bai lacks everything except his life span. To put it another way, the Xuanxian who is one level higher than him is in front of him. After several lifetimes of death and reincarnation, a certain Bai is still alive and kicking.
Hearing this, he rolled his eyes.
"Frankly speaking, I am very interested, but it is absolutely impossible. I warn you that it is best to stay away from the tree elves."
The old god was not angry either.
"The Ethereal Immortal Daoxing defeated the monster without the ability to fight back, and his attacks were so cruel and cruel. Even though we worked together to defeat it, it still deserves to be extraordinary."
Although he is very old, his skin is as rosy as a baby's, and he looks like he deserves a beating when he smiles.
Bai Yujun nodded in agreement and praised proudly.
"Although you old man is a bit of a jerk, I'm very satisfied with telling the truth. Your honesty is admirable."
"..."
The old man suddenly fell silent and didn't want to speak.
"Stop talking nonsense, how about handing over the tree elf to make a good relationship?"
"Good Karma?"
"Yes, there are many ways to build good relationships."
It sounds like socializing is flourishing in the fairy world.
Moubai sneered and couldn't figure out what good luck had to do with killing elves. It was so vicious.
"By the way, my recent alchemy lacks a main ingredient. I have to use the blood of Xuanxian and the country black pork to cook in the pot. Add the thick skin, black heart liver, and wait until the pork and blood are boiled at high temperature to make the fragrant broth. A little bit of oil is tangy to my nose. The aroma makes me feel satisfied from food.”
Play a trick and make slight adjustments to the whole body.
"You old man, are you willing to form a good relationship and give me a lot of blood?"
"You dare to play tricks on me! You will die!"
There was no need to continue the conversation, so he stomped his cane.
Thick tree roots suddenly emerged from the black mountain peak. It was obvious that it had already set up an ambush here. The tree roots twisted around and grew quickly, turning it into a five-foot-tall tree man. The steps shook the rocks from the mountain peak and made a loud roar as they rushed towards Bai Yujun at the water's edge!
The slender and long-legged combat boots of Immortal Armor took half a step back, and made a hand seal with his left hand and pointed forward.
With a bang, two water dragons floated into the air to fight.
The old man coldly hummed and cast spells. He is a typical practitioner who cultivates the spirit body and abandons the physical body to become an immortal. He has many spells at his fingertips. When facing physical cultivation, he only needs to use spells to attack and defend to prevent them from getting close to him. He is almost invincible. He has been studying spells all year round. Knowing clearly when to use which spell to face the enemy, Feng Qingyundan waved his hand and it was like purgatory.
Bai Yujun controlled the water dragon to fight against the tree people and quickly climbed the mountain, constantly running and bouncing between huge rocks.
When jumping into the air, he suddenly twisted his body.
An ancient sword passed by the eyes, and the sharp sword energy left scratches on the surface of the immortal armor...
Secretly sighing in my heart, Xuanxian is one level higher than Taixian after all.
Stomp hard on the protruding rock!
Jumping high, the scene seems to be still. The light from above the crack illuminates the black rock peak. The old god casts a spell indifferently. There are white-armored figures all over the gravel hillside leaping against the light. He holds his left hand high, and a bolt of lightning extends from the palm like a thunder whip. Suo, staring at the old god with red eyes...
He waved his left hand vigorously in a circular motion, and the thunderbolt whip whipped in a circular motion towards the old man!
Crack~!
The thunder cord stretches more than thirty meters long and is dazzling.
The light of lightning illuminates the ancient Yeyong Lake that has been dark for countless years. Treasure hunters in the distance are frightened by the momentum and dare not get too close. They know that there must be lightning magic masters fighting with people, which is particularly dazzling.
The old man's plain clothes on the top of the mountain trembled, activating the protective array of robes and runes. The thunder cord flickered and shook but did not break open!
The ancient sword stabbed straight into Bai Yujun's heart in a roundabout way. The sword was not simple. Bai Yujun felt like he was being targeted by danger. He clearly understood that the sword could break through the defense of dragon scales and he could not be careless.
The thunder whip left the old man and waved it again, crackling and shining with light!
Heading towards the flying sword, he kept entangled in an attempt to strangle it...
The sword may be a high-level immortal weapon that is extremely sharp and can actually cut through lightning. However, lightning has the characteristic of being attracted to metal and constantly colliding with the sword energy, which is consumed and slows down the speed. Bai Yujun originally planned to use the dragon gun, which is specialized in destroying treasures, but considering that this is not a dragon palace, it is easy for secrets to be leaked. I can only hold back.
He threw five dragon scales casually and turned into a clone.
The avatar with long hair and shawl and white clothes has a gentle personality. He holds the guqin in his arms and plays the jade finger continuously, and the sound of the qin is melodious.
The armor and spear clone's thunder and lightning wrap around the gun shaft, and they move forward in collaboration with the sword, shield and heavy sword clones.
The magic clone has a pretty face with a bad smile, surrounded by big clouds, and releases spells at will to coordinate with the other four clones to besiege the top of the mountain. The clone's ability is only good at Bai Yujun's certain abilities. It has been strengthened by warmth and nourishment all year round. It has insufficient combat power alone, but after cooperation Enough to be worth half of Bai Yujun.
The old man's face was serious but his mouth was firm, clearly showing the greedy clone technique.
"You're a little kid."
"Oh? What about this?"
As soon as the words fell, thousands of straight water jets shuttled randomly, roaring through the air in a continuous sound!
The opponent has a high level of cultivation and superb spells, but Bai Yujun, as a divine beast, has the talent to fight across levels. His characteristic is that he has sufficient mana reserves and can take into account both spells and physical training. His huge body means that his mana reserves are also amazing and he can afford to consume them. With the water swords all over the sky and five clones, Unless he doesn't hesitate to use amplified moves to cut through the mess with a quick sword.
The two water dragons bit the tree man's body from both sides and pulled hard to tear it apart.
The five clones barely held the old man for a moment.
The ancient sword struck again, but Moubai still used the Fang Yin he had captured at some point. Taking advantage of the pause when the sword stabbed Fang Yin, he picked up a heavy sword comparable to his height, swung it round and smashed it hard.
The second form of Shanju's sword technique, Yun Fei Slash...
