At this time, Dongyu Mountain was full of ghosts. They were motionless in the direction of the sound, turning a blind eye to everything around them. Even I ran past without seeing it, just standing there blankly, waiting for someone's call.

When I arrived here, I realized that the battle was really intense. The trees in the forest had been burned to the point where there was only black and gray, and there was no grass around it. In the center, there was a huge deep pit, emitting black smoke.

Sikong Zhan's iconic red robe had been burned to the point where the color was not visible, and it was hung on his body in tatters.

Fan Jiangmoli fell to the ground with bloody lips, and his white clothes were dotted with stars and his face was pale.

Their eyes all looked in the same direction.

I looked over and saw a man with silver head.

The man was very handsome, but extremely evil. His eyes seemed to be warm, and he looked at the person stepping on his feet coldly, with an unruly smile on the corner of his mouth.

White clothes, died!

The Taoist in white with boundless magic power in the Nine Levels of Heaven is now just a corpse under someone else's feet.

The corners of his mouth were still the same, with a faint smile on his face, and he looked like he saw through life and death.

I can even remember how I looked when I first met him.

So gentle and elegant,

Now, just die like this?

Just as my mind was in chaos, the silver man said coldly: "It's up to you!"

There was no warmth in the voice, and the tone was dull and terrible.

He seemed not talking about life and death, but about something that was ordinary.

But the more this happens, the more cold the lips and teeth are.

After saying that, he did not give everyone a chance to react, and made a seal in his hand with one hand.

Then, a silver air wandered between his palms.

The energy is extremely powerful, more powerful than any magic I have ever seen. With the power of the world, the sky and the earth will definitely be scattered if it hits them!

At this moment, I didn't care about it anymore and shouted, "No!"

As he said that, he rushed forward and slapped him with a palm.

But he just waved his hand and dispersed my attack.

As the palm wind dissipated, he slowly turned around, tilted his head and looked at me, and pulled the corner of his mouth, "A little fox demon?"

Then, he slowly put away his smile: "You are anxious, I'll send you there first!"

After speaking, he narrowed his eyes and turned a handprint out of his fingertips, and a powerful airflow was about to wave to me.

"Yao'er!" Seeing this, Fan Jiangmoli struggled to stand up.

But it was too late. The silver light had already broken through his handprint and shot straight at me. Du Qi was extremely fast.

However, just as the silver light was about to touch me, a stronger silver light suddenly flashed in my belly, instantly swallowing it.

The light shines so bright that half of the mountain turned silver.

The man covered his eyes and took two steps back, looking at me with an incredible look on his face and murmured: "Is that relics actually in your belly?"

But I didn't have time to pay attention to his words. Seeing him retreating, I immediately ran up to help Fan Jiangmoli up and said worriedly: "How are you?"

He shook his head and said with difficulty: "It's okay!"

Just as I was thinking of saying something, Luo Tian’s emotional voice came from behind: “You go with me!”

Hearing the sound, I immediately turned around and looked at him vigilantly: "What do you want?"

"I'm not interested in you!" He hugged his shoulders and said proudly: "It's just that the relics in your belly are useful!"

According to Baiyi, today's time of appearance should be the weakest mana.

But even so, he was still so powerful that he could get the relics in my belly, and the consequences were even more unimaginable.

Thinking of it, I said, "Then I can't give it to you!"

"Oh?" He smiled softly, glanced at Fan Jiangmoli and Sikong Zhan without any warmth: "Do you care about their lives?"

"What are you...?" I forced myself to calm down, but the voice of my speech was trembling.

He snorted coldly: "If you want them to survive, follow me obediently!"

I bit my lip and didn't say anything. Luo Tian was really despicable! He would use others to threaten me!

Seeing me hesitating, he simply waved his palm to the two of them, and as a silver light flashed, the two of them immediately seemed to have lost consciousness and slowly lowered their heads.

Seeing this, I immediately said, "What's wrong with them?"

"Nothing!" He still looked cold: "I just want you to see my 'soul-loss technique'!"

As he said that, he raised his finger slightly, pointed at the two of them and ordered: "Go!"

After the words came, Sikong Zhan and Fan Jiangmoli stood up swayingly, turned around and picked up the knife next to them, and chopped at each other without hesitation.

I quickly stepped forward and pushed the two of them away desperately: "No! What are you doing? Damn it! Stop quickly!"

"Can you leave?" Lian Ya stood with his hands behind his back: "I don't have that much patience!"

Seeing that the knife was about to fall, I immediately shouted, "I'll just go with you! Let them stop!"

"Very good!" He nodded with satisfaction, reached out and made a stop. Fan Jiangmoli and Sikong Zhan softened and fell straight down.

"Let's go!"

After saying that, he turned around and left without any worries about me going back on his word.

I followed him all the way to the top of Dongyu Mountain,

He sat in the strong wind, without saying anything, and the strong wind blew, lifting up his wide robe.

After a while, his voice came with the wind, and he was simple and neat: "Your name?"

"Kong Chengyao!" I replied.

"Tell me, where did you get this relics?" He turned his head and looked straight at me with cold eyes.

Under his scrutiny, I did not dare to deceive at all and answered truthfully: "My parents gave it to me!"

"Oh? Is that true?" He nodded expressionlessly, unable to tell whether he believed it or not. But he no longer spoke.

After thinking about it, I finally plucked up the courage to ask, "Why do you want this relic!?"

His eyes drifted aimlessly into the distance, as if he didn't know what he was thinking.

When I thought he wouldn't answer me, he opened his lips: "It belongs to me!"

"Is it yours?" I frowned, and I didn't believe it in my tone: "But my mother said, this is a great monk!"

Hearing me say this, his eyes pulled back from a distance and fell on me: "Yes, not right!"

I was confused by him and looked at him in confusion: "What does this mean?"

He said lightly: "It originally belonged to the white clothes!"

It turned out to be from white? It seems that he and I are really destined to be together.

So why did Luo Tian say it was his?

Thinking of it, I asked again, "Then..."

"But Baiyi is me, he is a wisp of soul separated from me!" Before I could finish speaking, he interrupted me, but the words he said shocked me: "A wisp of soul?"

He nodded expressionlessly and explained, "Yes, in other words, he is my kindness!"
Chapter completed!