“I want to drink.”

"Uh...I'm a little bit."

Bai Ye took out all the wine from Qianlong Ring, Long Yue approached carefully, sniffed her cute nose, then picked up a jar and took a sip.

Unexpectedly, after this sip of wine, her fair little face immediately turned red, and her star-like eyes became blurred.

"Hehe... Bai Ye, it's very boring to drink without anyone to accompany me. Come and have a drink with me." Long Yue's tongue was a little knotted.

“Your alcohol is so bad.”

"Who said that?" Long Yue was a little angry and continued to drink it, this time it was like a cow drink.

Bai Ye shook his head and smiled bitterly. He looked like Long Yue he knew.

"Senior Brother Bai!"

At this time, urgent cry sounded outside the forest.

Bai Ye turned his head and saw Lu Xiaofei running towards this side with a messy dress and a disheveled face. His eyes were red and his eyes were full of anxiousness.

"Xiaofei? What happened?" Bai Ye's face froze slightly and asked in a low voice.

"Senior brother, hurry up... go out and have a look."

Lu Xiaofei's voice was hoarse and he wanted to speak, but he was so anxious that he couldn't even say clearly.

Bai Ye didn't dare to neglect and immediately ran outside.

Dong!

Dong!

Two earth-shaking explosions suddenly sounded from the gate of Zanglongyuan.

In a vague manner, Bai Ye seemed to hear screams and howls.

The smell of blood floats in the air.

His mind tightened and he rushed over quickly, but when he approached the gate, the scene in front of him was extremely shocked.

I saw that the gate of Zanglongyuan had been broken, the ground was cracked, the house collapsed, the fires surged into the sky, and more than a dozen corpses were lying on the ground, and blood was flowing like a stream.

And ahead, a group of disciples from the Tibetan Dragon Courtyard were confronting a middle-aged man in horror.

The man had a goatee beard, his pupils were cold, his soul was released, and he suppressed the world. He stepped forward step by step, and the disciples of the Hidden Dragon Courtyard kept retreating and trembling.

Bai Ye stared at the crowd and found that Chen Hong was covered in blood behind him and was supported by someone to retreat.

"Who is Bai Ye? Get out of here!"

The middle-aged man shouted and walked forward. The terrifying pressure made many disciples of Zanglongyuan unable to stand firmly.

Suddenly, one hand was placed on Bai Ye's shoulder.

Looking sideways, it turns out to be Mo Jian.

"Bai Ye, why are you here? Go quickly! That person came to you! Go quickly!" Mo Jian was anxious.

"who is he?"

"I don't know, but his strength is extremely terrifying. A person with the Qi Soul Realm cannot stop him at all. He must be a strong man at the level of the Death Soul Realm!"

"Where is Teacher Yan?" Bai Ye asked anxiously.

"The teacher happened to go out to do business and has not returned yet. Now the three teachers, Shushan, Huamei and Qifeng, in the college, are rushing towards this."

"Before the teacher comes, you must stop this person, otherwise more fellow disciples will die at his hands."

"We have no choice but to fight with the soul-dead realm. If we fight with it head-on, we are afraid that we can't hold on with one move." Mo Jian Ningsu said: "Just just now, a few people from the seventh level of the spirit realm went up and had not yet approached that

People will be shaken to death by their soul energy. If you go up, you will be afraid that there will be no return."

"That's not necessarily."

Bai Ye said seriously, suddenly raised his hand and threw a wooden box at the man.
Chapter completed!