Yumen Pass.

Hu Feng's yellow sand is thousands of miles away, and the horse's hooves leave Yumen Pass in the west.

Outside the city, Bai Yujun rode a black horse, Feng Chen Pu Pu, out of seclusion with two old men. The horse's back was full of packages and it was unknown what they contained. Yu Rong was busy with business and was afraid of someone secretly plotting. The young apprentice simply asked two real people to come out to escort him.

What comes to mind is that Bai Jiao still chooses to go far away into the desert.

In the world, only monks in the Chunyang Mahayana period are called real people, which means they are successful in cultivating the Tao and have a thorough understanding of life. Others are still called Mahayana monks, and there is an essential difference.

Looking at the familiar rolling sand dunes in the distance, I turned around and said goodbye to the two real people.

"Thank you both for sending me off, please stay."

The two real people felt that it was a little early to part ways. It was a long way to go to the Southern Wilderness, not to mention that the Longmen Desert was not safe. What if those people ambush here?

"The road ahead is not safe. Someone will take the opportunity to deal with you. I might as well send you to the Southern Wilderness."

Hearing this, Bai Yujun thanked him again. He didn't expect that a real person could be so kind.

"Don't worry, you two, I have a way to deal with those dirty people. Longmen Desert is neither the Central Plains nor a land of plenty. They will stay in the desert forever until they turn into withered bones."

The two of them looked at each other and did not continue to insist. As a monk in the Chunyang Realm realm, dealing with others will become very simple.

"Okay, take care."

Bai Yujun dismounted his horse and bent down to offer thanks. When he raised his head again, the two real men had disappeared.

The escort left, and now there was only Bai Yujun himself and a nervous, stupid black horse. The black horse that came to Longmen Desert again became even more impressive and attracted the attention of countless people.

"Go, into the desert!"

"Drive~!"

A black light flashed, and a line of yellow dust was seen piercing into the Longmen desert...

Bai Yujun knew that with the two real people following him, no one would jump out to seek death, but if he didn't kill a few people, he always felt that something was missing from Jiao Sheng. Since those who call us evil beasts all day long must live up to the title, it would be unreasonable to be too friendly.

How can we bear the words "evil dragon and evil beast"? We are not only evil but also extremely cruel and bloodthirsty.

Look, the long sandy desert is so spacious, no matter how many corpses are buried there will not be too crowded.

In fact, there are indeed people hiding in the dark preparing to capture Bai Jiao. Maybe they know that those who come to the Nascent Soul level are destined to die, so those who come to the Divine Transformation stage are too high in the Mahayana stage to do such embarrassing things.

Isn't Bai Jiao in the Nascent Soul stage? Well, arrange it in the Divine Transformation stage to do such evil things.

Many forces know that the white dragon habitually returns to the Southern Wilderness, perhaps because of the animal's instinct to return to the beast's nest.

Several routes are surrounded by gods. It is said that the Western King of Wisdom will catch the white dragon at any cost and put all the anger caused by failure on the white dragon. The reason for this is very simple, because the white dragon is a beast.

Demons have enough reasons to subjugate demons, and aliens are original sins. Similarly, this is also the reason why Bai Yujun would rather take risks and return to the Southern Wilderness.

In addition, when I return to the Southern Wilderness, I have to create a new empire...

The wind is blowing, and the sky is filled with yellow sand.

Wrapping her long hair in clothes and wrapping her head with a white scarf, the black horse ran wildly without fear of the sandstorm.

He looked up at the sky and used his speed to calculate his current approximate location. It was almost time for those Xiaoxiao to show up. He took away the two real people and waited for them to come out. Bai Yujun was not afraid that his opponent was too strong but not strong enough. What a god.

The first stage or the Mahayana stage is best. The higher the level of cultivation, the greater the opponent's losses.

Suddenly, the black horse neighed and the man stood up and stopped!

There is a figure in the wind and sand in front of me! I can't see clearly clearly, but judging from his bloodline and aura, he is at least a monk in the transformation stage. Immediately afterwards, figures also appear on the left, right and behind!

Haha, there are actually four gods in the transformation stage ambushing me here, thank you for your hard work.

Four people walked out of the wind and sand and appeared in front of Bai Yujun. They were all Western monks. They had to admit that they knew the habits of a certain Jiao very well and knew that he would go far away to the desert and Rongtian Ridge for safety. They had been waiting for a long time and finally came to this God-given opportunity. Bai Jiao

There is only one demon horse around, and the four gods are enough to capture it.

Bai Yujun sat motionless on the horse, his eyes cold.

The monk in the transformation stage in front raised his eyelids and glanced at this white dragon that gave the sect a headache. From now on, everything is over, and there will be no more waves.

"Come with us, or we will pull out your teeth, break your spine and take you away."

He was very calm, as if he was talking about an insignificant thing, as simple and casual as getting up in the morning and saying to prepare dinner, and there wasn't even much expression change on his face.

There is no arrogance or anger and hatred, and there is really not much interest in facing a Nascent Soul stage monster.

Contempt, and it is the kind of contempt that should be done without any pretense and from the heart. This is a kind of indifference that high-level cultivators have towards low-level ants. The target can be monsters or the same kind.

"It's really a ruthless world..."

He made a complaint, and then made a move that stunned the four great masters in the transformation stage.

it turns out……

Bai Yujun put her little hand on her mouth like a trumpet and shouted loudly for help. Yes, she called for help, and it was a classic cry for help that couldn't be more classic.

"Help! Someone is trying to harm Jiao~"

"..."

Although they can't see it, the four monks in the transformation stage feel that a flock of crows are flying in the sky. You can just call for help, but why can't you be more serious and fearful? Is such a superficial call for help really fun?

"Ah sneeze~Help~"

Feng Sha accidentally sneezed during his freshman year and felt the mysterious space breath in Feng Sha.

"Since you don't want to come with us, then..."

He stretched out his hand to injure the white dragon and take it away, but suddenly his eyes blurred!

The four people still surrounded the white dragon riding the black horse. The wind and sand were gone, and the sand dunes were gone. The whole world was instantly quiet. They could see the blue sky, white clouds and rippling lakes. It was as if they had appeared in another world instantly. The four people were sure that they had not been trapped.

Even if you are mesmerized by illusion, your eyes will not be dazzled. The blue sky, green grass and lakes are all real!

Bai Yujun waved to Mu, who was wearing green clothes in the sky, but Mu looked very angry...

"You! Dare to harm Jiao?"

This was the first time that Bai Bai had seen Mu being so angry. She saw with her own eyes the Qi machines of the four cultivators in the transformation stage locking onto Bai Jiao, and felt their malice. In her rage, her tone was as cold as the ice abyss, and her green skirt shook her hair violently.

It floats and dances, and even whirlpools appear around its small body due to the energy riot!

Bai Bai felt that it was not good for her to ask Mu to help. She was really angry...

The four monks in the transformation stage stood there and looked at the small Mu in horror. They had never felt this kind of terrifying power. Even when she was angry in the Mahayana stage, it was not so terrifying. Who is she? Is she a human or a god?

Black Horse's knees buckled and he wanted to kneel down, but luckily he was kicked by Bai Yujun and stood up straight.

Mu is really kind-hearted and very gentle. She always thinks about weaving bird's nests to feed various animals every day, but once she touches the taboo, she immediately transforms into a super fierce god and sweeps everything. The disappearance of the dragon soul a few days ago made her very sad, so there is only one white dragon in the world.

It can make her feel close to her, but today someone actually wants to harm Jiao!

"All die!"

The bodies of the four dignified monks in the transformation stage collapsed, their souls turned into fly ash, and only their clothes, weapons and other items fell to the ground...

Then, Mu Luo touched Bai Yujun's shoulder left and right, and then he breathed a sigh of relief after making sure he was not injured.
Chapter completed!