The hundreds of monks were still standing there at this moment, and their cultivation power burst out. They seemed to attack Shiraishi, but they did not make any moves. They were just trembling slightly, with a strong sense of horror and worry in their eyes. This look was extremely complicated, as if they were worried about something.

This is not a surprise. After all, everything Shiraishi has shown is enough to shock them and let them know clearly that they are not Shiraishi's opponent at all. And the more this happens, Shiraishi becomes more curious, curious about what these monks are maintaining.

Shiraishi's expression was still the same. He stood there, did not make too many moves, nor did he move forward immediately. Just the eyes condensed, the monks trembled one by one, and they subconsciously retreated. From Shiraishi's heart, the reason why these monks showed such behavior must be something important behind them.

"What are you afraid of?" After a moment of silence, Shiraishi spoke lightly. His words were extremely plain, but after they sounded, they seemed to have a commanding tone. But it was obvious that the monks on the other side did not intend to inform Shiraishi. They looked at each other one by one, as if using the power of the masses to make them muster up the courage to fight Shiraishi.

Shiraishi felt a little strange. Looking at him, these monks should be afraid of themselves. But why have they been standing there for so long and trembling but not moving? If they were afraid of death and did not fight, they should have escaped earlier, but they did not escape.

"Could it be... these people are afraid of being punished by Master Manshan after escaping?" Bai Shi guessed in his heart. And this guess was soon concluded by him. He believed that this was the reason why these people were still standing here at the moment.

"Since you are afraid that Master Manshan will kill you, why should you be tortured by this fear? Since that's the case, I will do some good things and give you a ride first..." It's obvious that Bai Shi did not mean to let these people go. When his words fell, his steps suddenly stepped forward. With this step, there were suddenly a breath of cultivation around his body, turning into golden swords and moving quickly.

As the golden sword passed through, waves of howling sounds echoed. Under the violent power, these monks felt the breathing and the trembling hearts.

"You guys go!"

At this moment, about fifty monks in front of him shouted in a deep voice at the back, and then suddenly stepped forward. With this step, they all pointed the sharp sword in their hands tightly at the sky, as if they were activated an inexplicable law of heaven and earth, and it seemed that they were preparing to take place some strange magical technique.

At the same time, after hearing their deep shouts, the monks behind them were stunned for a moment, as if they were retreating back regardless of everything, as if they were trying their best to protect something.

But these fifty monks could not see any fear in their eyes at this time. Instead, they were determined to have made a death preparation. This determination made Shiraishi clearly know that what they wanted to protect was absolutely extremely important.

Therefore, Shiraishi's inner curiosity became even stronger.

Shiraishi did not take action at the first time. He stood there, and the sharp swords around his body transformed from the power of cultivation were no longer controlled by his thoughts. Looking at the fifty monks, although Shiraishi was curious, he did not show it. Instead, his eyes were concentrated on the fifty monks, as if waiting for what kind of magical skills they were about to perform. It also seemed to give them some chance to resist.

When these sharp swords pointed to the sky, the fifty people seemed to be in harmony with each other. On the tip of their swords, a trace of white power suddenly burst out. But this trace of white power did not rush into the higher sky, but when they reached a certain position, they suddenly collided and made a roar.

Under this roar, these fifty white cultivation powers had formed an oval shape. In it, there was a trace of white power, as if passing through. But if you look carefully, you will find that these are strange patterns. But even Bai Shi could not tell what pattern it was.

"Buzz..." The pattern made a buzzing sound, a little harsh. But the harsh sound was quickly isolated by Bai Shi with a force of cultivation. He looked at the strange pattern, and at this moment the strange pattern was already blocking their front, like a strange formation, exuding a strong breath of cultivation.

Shiraishi felt this powerful aura of cultivation at the first time. Under the sensing of this powerful aura of cultivation, Shiraishi immediately knew that this strange formation had a strong resistance, but there was no violent aura at all. According to Shiraishi's speculation, this should be a strange defensive formation.

At the same time, the fifty monks all extended their other palms, and their palms forward, and suddenly waved their strange formations. With this wave, a trace of white power suddenly came out from their palms, impacting on the strange formations.

The impact of the white power made the strange formation roar again. And what appeared with the roar was a dazzling white light, which seemed to make the entrance of the sixth day's passage brighter.

Bai Shi felt that these fifty monks should have come from the same sect, or perhaps this strange formation was taught by Master Manshan.

At this moment, Bai Shi finally made some moves. Although the light was very dazzling, with Bai Shi's current cultivation level, he could still clearly see those determined and firm eyes under the strange formation.

Shiraishi still doesn't know why they showed such a firm gaze, so he stepped forward and pointed at the strange formation at the moment when the steps fell: "Your formation is very strange, but for me, it is still vulnerable!"

The moment Shiraishi pointed his finger, he shouted deeply, and a golden sword suddenly appeared at his fingertips. The sword looked extremely small, but it seemed to condense the power of the sky, with violent power, directly hitting the strange formation.

There was only a "bang" sound, and the golden little sword had directly crushed the strange formation. After this formation, the fifty cultivators were directly hit by a powerful impact force at this moment. Finally, they all fell to the ground.

Shiraishi did not stay anywhere. When the strange formation was shattered by it, when several monks all separated, he held the purple lightning sword with lightning and pointed it out with a sword at the monk closest to him.

The suffocational monk who fell to his chest at this moment made him feel that his breathing seemed extremely basic. At this moment, his eyes and Shirashi also blended. Under this fusion, he knew that Shirashi would not let him go. But there was no horror in his eyes, but a kind of worry and anxiety.

Shiraishi looked at this look and felt very strange.

But this strangeness was only a blink of an eye, and he would not let the monk go. So the sharp sword in his hand stabbed the monk directly at the monk.

At this moment, the monk seemed to use all his strength to roar at the back, and suddenly said, "You guys, run!"

Hearing the last sound before his death, Bai Shi's body suddenly became stunned. He saw that there seemed to be some reluctance in this person's eyes, as if he was still nostalgic for this prosperous world. But as if he was about to say goodbye to something. But at this moment, Bai Shi's purple lightning sword had been swung out.

After swinging this sword, the monk's life was directly turned into nothingness.
Chapter completed!