On Mustard Seed Mountain, the black clouds pressed over the top.

The city was covered with dark clouds, the palace was almost broken, the mountain was silent, and the sound of wind surging.

The man in black-shirt sitting alone on the throne finally opened his eyes.

Her eyes were stained with ink, without any dirt, and full of ruthlessness.

Bai Geng stood up.

The towering mountain standing among the dark clouds and thunder, a muffled thunder sound exploded on the top of the mountain. The night instantly turned into daylight. In the scenery that illuminated in an instant, you can see the thousands of ridges and steps that extend the mountains, and take root and grow countless thick black rhizomes.

The entire towering Mustard Seed Mountain is like a towering tree.

The earth where the roots are rooted, the demon tide is like a seed, and the creatures, whether they have or not, whether they have enlightened their wisdom or embark on the path of cultivation, are all bowing their heads at this moment, and bowing to the highest point in a sacred and solemn manner-

Bai Gen, who stood on the top of the mountain.

Ning Yi and Bai Gen, the two looked at each other from a distance.

In the void, a screen wall seemed to have emerged, reflecting the scene of the two people at this moment.

On one side is the Eastern Demon Realm with dark clouds covering the mountains, and on the other side is the Northern Desert Sea of ​​Clouds with clear sky.

A very sharp contrast was formed.

"rather……"

Bai Gen just wanted to say something.

Ning Yi at the other end of the sea of ​​clouds blinked mercilessly, and the screen wall was broken.

...

...

Ning Yi didn't want to waste time at all and had a meaningless battle with Bai Gen.

Retrieve the fine snow and pop up with a finger directly.

A "swish" sound.

The divine fire surged and flew out from the fingertips!

In an instant, the white blood flowing in the Confucian shirt ignited a boiling flame.

Both are in the realm of life and death, and it is difficult to distinguish between victory and loss, life and death.

If his word "Destroy" has not been taken back, he might still have the power to fight... Now that this clone has lost its foundation and fights Ning Yi, he has no choice but to borrow the dark divine power of Mustard Mountain.

At this point when playing chess, Bai Geng already has four words in his heart.

The trend is over.

So he silently resisted the pain of burning the divine fire, his expression remained unchanged, and he whispered: "Ning Yi... we will see you again."

The sound fell.

The sleeves of the Confucian shirt suddenly swelled—

Bai Gen's tall and thin body looked like a balloon filled with air. With a few breaths, the entire sea of ​​clouds was restless due to the expansion of this thin body.

"Is this trying to...self-destruct?"

Fire Phoenix's expression changed.

Luo Changsheng looked calm, and gently put one hand on the shoulder of the second senior brother of Badu, whispering: "No need to panic."

He kept observing Ning Yi's expression, from beginning to end, he was calm in the event of change, as if every word Bai Gen said and every move did not exceed Ning Yi's estimate.

Ning Yi after returning from the long river of time...

It's not the Ning Yi that was a month ago.

The clothes are still the same, but there is a real difference.

When he saw the body in front of him, it suddenly expanded and he wanted to do his best to fight him to the final beast-hiding battle. Ning Yi's eyes were cold and he only said lightly.

"Go away, don't send it."

Ning Yi has seen Bai Gen's method once in the tree world.

At this moment, without hesitation, another sword!

This time, Ning Yi used two volumes of birth and death to bless three wisps of divine fire.

A snow-white rainbow light flew by!

Bai Gen's head was thrown high, and his entire huge body that could explode at any time seemed to be deflated, bulging high, and finally ended in vain.

The moment the sword intent was delivered, the majestic divine fire had blocked all his meridians.

The former emperor, in front of Ning Yi, no longer had the power to self-destruct.

This wisp of divine thought escapes from the body.

In the void, there were still bursts of thunder echoing, majestic and majestic. "Ning Yi...I'm in Mustard Mountain..."

"Wait for you!"

Ning Yi smiled coldly when he heard this, looking at the distant void, and suddenly stretched out his hand.

The portal of the illusion of the scroll of the sky!

A big hand grabbed the wisp of divine thought that was escaping quickly like lightning.

"Ning Yi...you?!"

The voice was shocked and angry. Obviously, he didn't expect that Ning Yi would have such a way.

"The dignified White Emperor, with the body of the Taoist fruit of life and death, has been chasing me in the sea of ​​clouds for so long. After his success or failure, he will always have the awareness of cutting flesh and feeding the eagle."

Ning Yi grabbed his divine thoughts and said with a smile: "You are the one who stayed in Mustard Mountain and asked about immortality. During the decisive battle, it is not too much for me to kill a clone divine thought of you, right?"

No chance to speak.

Ning Yi held his five fingers coldly.

There was a "boom" sound!

A thunder burst out from the void, and the soul was squeezed out and burst open. Ning Yi then shook his sleeves coldly and waved his hand, and the divine fire burned the corpse of the Confucian shirt.

What can you do when you cultivate the fruit of life and death? In the end, it is just a piece of powder.

On the back of Kunyu, Luo Changsheng and Li Baitao looked relieved.

Fire Phoenix has complicated eyes.

He and Bai Gen have been fighting for a long time... In the same realm, the combat power is not very different, but they can only deal with it hard.

Now Ning Yi has broken through the barrier.

Just a few tricks, it was like cutting melons and vegetables, and it was like squeezing the white Genru's clone.

Who is not a peerless genius who can enter the realm of life and death? Who is willing to be inferior to others?

"Brother Huofeng."

In a trance, the black shirt stepped out in one step and came to Huo Feng.

Ning Yi looked sincere, raised his hands, bowed seriously to the red-shirted demon cultivator in front of him.

Huo Feng was stunned.

"If Brother Huofeng did not take action to stop him..." Ning Yi said seriously: "That day Bai Gen intercepted and killed me, Kunyu, I am afraid there will be more danger."

In the end, there is an inevitable death battle.

Even if you are lucky enough to escape into the long river of time, you will have a life of death and may die in the long river, which is not certain.

The fate of the present is entirely due to the help of Fire Phoenix.

"I will never thank you for your kindness." Ning Yi let out a sigh and said in a deep voice: "The most urgent task now is to break through the White Emperor."

Huo Feng's face turned shaking.

No matter how deep the hatred between the two tribes is, it is also a matter of humanity. Bai Gen colluded with the shadows and intended to erode the two worlds, which is a common enemy of the two tribes.

"Brother Ning said it well." Huo Feng said with a solemn expression: "I will set off and return to Iron Cloud City immediately, and then summon all the tribes to attack the Eastern Region together."

As the fiery red figure is about to set off—

"Wait a minute."

Ning Yi spoke with a gentle voice, and at the same time, he stretched out his five fingers again, and seven rays of light from the sky roared out, flew in the air, mainly the scroll of time, and the entire sea of ​​clouds seemed to be frozen.

"Hmm?" Huo Feng's pupils contracted slightly.

I saw countless red shadows appearing in this sea of ​​clouds. All the trajectories of his escape and death mediation for the past 34 days were displayed at this moment, and Ning Yi reached out and took it lightly.

"Crazy--"

Who said that when you catch the moon in the well, you can only catch a phantom and dreamy hand?

That's because you are not in a good state!
To be continued...