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Chapter 62

Bai Tang had never seen what it was like for monks to fight. On the day when various sects and sects attacked Tiandu Mountain, Xie Qiao threw several spells on him and put him on the top of the tallest building in Tiandu.

The protective formations of Tiandu Mountain were engraved on the four corners of the forbidden area of ​​Tiandu. Under the continuous infusion of spiritual power, the entire Tiandu Mountain was shrouded in a light golden light curtain, and it looked more like a fairyland amidst the clouds and mist.

This place is not far from the main battlefield, and the group of monks in different clothes are floating outside the light curtain stepping on flying swords and magic weapons. Baitang suspects that Xie Qiao used a concealed spell for him, otherwise he would be so conspicuous in his position. , should have attracted the attention of the group of rebels outside.

I don't know how Xie Qiao is doing now. Baitang squinted his eyes and looked towards the place where the crowd gathered the most. He could vaguely see the figure of Nie Hengyuan flying in the front. The opponent was holding a long black knife in his hand. Even at a distance, Baitang could also feel the restlessness in his own ability pool.

There is a powerful white-clothed guest missing, and I don’t know if the blue-clothed and white-robed people in Tiandu Mountain will be murmuring in their hearts. Baitang watched the monks on the outside attacking the light-golden light curtain with all means, and noticed the light-golden light curtain with sharp eyes. A crack appeared.

"Crack."

There was a clear cracking sound, and the light curtain kept cracking along the first crack, and soon lost its effect of blocking foreign enemies. More than a dozen figures who looked like leaders moved, and surrounded Nie Hengyuan. Surrounded by them, all kinds of magic weapons flashed different lights in their hands, and each stroke contained a deadly killing intent.

Nie Hengyuan stood in the center of the encirclement with a demon knife in his hand. Disciples from various sects below met and fought with the blue-clothed and white-robed Tiandu Mountain. For a moment, it was like countless beautiful fireworks blooming.

The battle was on the verge of breaking out. Swords, Buddha seals, fierce ghosts and even ferocious beasts all attacked Nie Hengyuan extremely quickly, but he just stood there calmly and waved the long knife in his hand lightly.

The dark red saber energy slashed out, smashing down all the attacks that tried to harm the "Master". The only giant red bird that was reasonably intelligent couldn't escape, and the bright red blood ignited on the ground. Blossoming sparks.

The unified attack regardless of enemy or friend made the battlefield below wailing. Nie Hengyuan retracted his long knife indifferently, with a smile that belonged to the winner on his face: "It's a farce, let it go."

"If you just retreat here, I can give you a chance to redeem your crimes."

The power is stronger than others, and the heads of the temporary alliance murmured in their hearts, but before everyone could speak, a woman in red shirt sitting on the head of the giant snake stood up first.

"Nine sects have changed to eight sects. Saint Yuanzong has been wiped out. What are you waiting for?!" The giant red bird that was cut off just now is one of the woman's accompanying spirit beasts, so her voice at this moment Sadly, the eyes that looked at Nie Hengyuan were also full of insoluble hatred.

As soon as the name of Saint Yuanzong was spoken, the faces of everyone present immediately changed. Even though Nie Hengyuan really wanted to kill the eloquent Saint Beastzong lord in front of him immediately, the spirit energy consumed when using the demon sword today was extraordinarily high. It was Nie Hengyuan himself who was a master during the tribulation period, so he didn't dare to attack rashly at this time.

What's more, you can only be called a king if you have subjects under your command. Even if Nie Hengyuan has enough spiritual power now, he will not drive out all the enemies in front of him.

"Shengyuanzong?" Nie Hengyuan frowned displeasedly, "I have sent someone to investigate the case of Shengyuan's extermination, and this matter has nothing to do with Tiandu Mountain."

If it wasn't for the consumption of too much spiritual power, why would he bother talking so much with this woman here.

"It has nothing to do with it?" The woman smiled coldly, and the giant snake under her body also "hissed" and spat out a message, "The whole sect was killed at the same time with a knife, and the remaining knife marks are ghostly. You said it wasn't because of you, Nie Hengyuan of Tiandu Mountain. , is this taking our group of people for fools?"

"A hypocrite who must retaliate," the woman spat, and turned her head to look at the other masters standing behind, "There is no turning back when you open your bow. Sheng Yuanzong just lost his entire sect because of his rude words at the last court meeting." The end of Miemen, do you think we still have a choice of retreat behind us?"

"Besides, with Nie Hengyuan's self-respecting character, if he can let me talk until now, there must be something wrong with him!"

"Your Majesty..." The woman smiled enchantingly, and she was really charming like a snake monster, "That blow just now must have caused you a lot of suffering, right?"

"Shh."

The dark red saber energy came out of its sheath again, but the woman barely dodged it by bending over. Her eyes were dark, and her beating heart calmed down.

"I didn't expect Guigu Yaodao to be a sympathetic master." With a giggle, the woman turned around and pretended to ask, "I said you, what are you waiting for?!"

For the first time, the demon sword that must win has missed its target. Whether it is Nie Hengyuan or the leader of the Nine Sects and Twelve Sects, it is inevitable that there will be huge waves in his heart. Only Baitang, who is sitting on the glazed tile, knows that the current situation is Xie Qiao. On purpose.

The collision of spells is brilliant and eye-catching. At the beginning, Baitang would enjoy watching it because of its completely different compositional laws from other worlds, but as time goes by, all these become dull in Baitang's eyes.

The battle of the monks became extremely stalemate because of the backing of the elixir. Three of the people who besieged Nie Hengyuan were killed by the sword, but the few people represented by the master of the Beast Control Sect were particularly excited——

Nie Hengyuan vomited blood and was on the verge of falling, he couldn't even hold the knife in his hand.

"boom!"

A huge Buddha seal shining with golden light descended from the sky, and pressed Nie Hengyuan, who was in the air, together with the disciples of various sects, to the ground. The old man sitting on the lotus platform chanted Buddhist scriptures in a low voice, his forehead covered with bean-sized beads of sweat.

Blood slowly flowed out from under the Buddha's seal, staining the surrounding ground red. Nie Wan's heart-piercing cry resounded through the sky at this moment, and Baitang thus captured the original fluctuation of the world for the first time. .

Maybe this is what Xie Qiao said about the way of heaven, with the starlight surging in his hand, Baitang tried to use his own domain to assimilate the origin of the world to forcibly end the dungeon, but perhaps because he was not strong enough, he could only experience a strand of thought from the origin of the world.

It was very satisfied, Baitang looked worriedly at the demon sword that had fallen into the hands of another person——

Xie Qiao, it's time to stop.

But how could Xie Qiao, who was determined to defy his fate, stop at the moment before closing the net? The skinny old man who was the first to snatch the demon knife laughed loudly, and planned to sacrifice thousands of ghosts to drive the demon knife. The alliance turned against each other.

He knew it would become like this, Baitang couldn't bear to close his eyes, who in this world can really resist the temptation of becoming number one in the world?

Don't you need to borrow Xie Qiao's strength in the dungeon if you are as restrained as him?

This is desire, a desire that cannot be eradicated since the birth of human beings.

I don't know how long it took, the war gradually stopped, and a full moon leaped above the night sky. Some people, covered with bloody aura, came riding on the moonlight.

"Scared?" The white clothes had already turned black under the taint of ghosts and human lives. Xie Qiao wiped off the blood on his face, and threw the long knife on the ground with a bang, "The body you want."

The long knife in front of him was no different from the one he usually used, Baitang held the familiar handle without fear, as if he couldn't feel the scarlet blood lingering on it.

A little bit of starlight gently wrapped the blade, and quickly analyzed and copied the materials that make up the long sword. In Baitang's own world, a gloomy valley appeared out of thin air, occupying the most central position in the domain.

A wisp of red mist penetrated into the valley from the corner of the domain like lightning, and then took root deeply on the altar in the center of the valley. The white mist cleared away, and the demon knife above Baitang's ability pool finally revealed its original true appearance.

There is no scabbard, let alone mysterious and complicated patterns, it just quietly floats in the air, exuding a prehistoric aura that spans ancient and modern times.

That aura flowed all over Baitang's body domineeringly yet tenderly, and at the same time blended with the power in his ability pool. When the two auras merged, Baitang only felt that the core part of his ability pool that constituted the domain had been ruthlessly crushed. He was touched so hard that he couldn't help curling up holding the handle of the knife.

Seeing Baitang holding the handle of the knife without speaking for a long time, Xie Qiao, whose demon nature had been completely aroused, pressed the other's shoulder impatiently: "Baitang, you'd better not let me down."

If you lose your mind like that group of people, this deity will still not show mercy.

However, the moment Xie Qiao met Baitang, the young man suddenly shrank into a ball in pain and joy. Before Xie Qiao could speak again, a strand of fetters engraved on the soul broke through all the seals and revealed his whereabouts.

Memories that had been dusty for a long time flooded into my mind irresistibly, Xie Qiao's expression kept changing, and finally fixed on the gentleness that only Baitang could see.

"It really made you copy successfully," Xie Qiao hugged him tightly, carefully wiped the fine sweat from Baitang's forehead, "From now on, this deity will no longer belong to this world..."

"only belongs to you."

"Recast the body, Master Yaodao, don't you think it's appropriate to call me Dad?" With a strong breath, Baitang tilted his head to hide his hot ear tips, and talked back awkwardly as usual.

Pecking Baitang's blood-stained lips lightly, Xie Qiao breathed a sigh of relief: "We should save this kind of title for some special occasions."

"Crack!"

The clouds were thick and the thunder was falling, Baitang didn't care about being shy, straightened up and said worriedly: "It's thunder disaster."

"You ruined its world... Heaven is angry."

The author has something to say: I have been writing this chapter for a long time, and Lao Xie has finally recovered his memory. This dungeon is about to end~

Comparing hearts every day, okay!