The demonic wind blew, and the tiger that had passed by was gone.

A burly bald man suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

The man was more than two meters tall, with a shiny head and a heavy golden armor. His eyes were covered with cold but not emitting fierce light, and there were three blood-colored marks on his cheeks under his eyes.

The world is the extension of the body, not the expansion of the body.

Therefore, the golden heavy armor will not be protruded because of this, but will form a second layer of protection when the Dharma body is exposed.

At this time, the bald man walked and walked with his eyes swept over, but no one dared to look at him, and they all bowed their heads respectfully.

The bald man frowned slightly when he glanced at Nan Wanxiang, his mouth full of milky whiteness, as if he was wondering why there was a mortal here.

But he didn't say anything, until he saw the man in black robe covered in fog, he flashed and stepped over.

Wu Jun bowed a little and said, "I have seen Shan Jun."

The bald man laughed and patted his shoulder and said, "You don't have to be polite.

I was really happy when I heard you say there was a formation diagram and asked me to come over.

Tell me quickly and listen to me!”

Wu Jun directly told the situation he learned, and then said, "I invited Shan Jun to come because I wanted to enter this secret realm together to see if I could trade.

This matter is a big deal to see whether my southwest scattered cultivator lineage can take root...

Therefore, I dare not be reckless or arbitrary.”

The bald man glanced at him quietly and saw that the man in black robe had a blurry and deep expression.

"Is it possible to trade" contains two meanings.

First, can you directly kill someone and seize treasure?

Second, if you cannot kill someone and seize the treasure, can the other party agree to the transaction?

These two points are difficult to deal with. You must control the "degree" in them so that things will not be bad.

Instead of just killing without thinking, then talking about transactions, it is purely "to succeed but not to lose things."

Shan Jun closed his eyes slightly, thought for a while, and then said in a deep voice: "Are you ready?"

Wu Jun nodded and said, "Let's come in together."

Although Nan Wanxiang was eating vermilion fruit, her little ears were always standing up and receiving information from afar.

At this time, she heard that these two people who were obviously big bosses were going to enter the secret realm together. She felt that it was over, and the deer in her heart was about to be killed in the tree.

——Advisor...What's going on with you?

However, no matter how her heart is like a deer bumping into a deer or how uneasy she is, others will not consider her feelings when it is time to go.

The next second, the two figures had already taken a step forward and entered the secret realm.

...

...

Shanjun and Wujun entered the secret realm of Fengchan Ancient Mountain at the same time.

As soon as I stepped in, I felt the snow in the sky where everything was placed on the chopping board, and the cold wind like a knife was blowing.

A sensation of danger that makes the skin tingle comes.

Shan Jun and Wu Jun did not dodge.

But one in front and one behind.

Shanjun roared, and the body of the heavenly beings suddenly swelled. A colorful tiger that was more than ten feet high roared to the sky and roared, with all his feet pressing against the ground. The wind and snow shaking, and the aggressive and evil spirits rolled away.

Wu Jun took a step back and stood behind Shan Jun.

In the eyes of the two, white lights were surging from all directions in the wind and snow.

The white light only extended to the front of the tiger, but never moved forward, thus marking "an invisible boundary".

This scene is extremely terrifying.

Anyone with intensive phobia will be afraid to faint directly.

Each of the white hairs in the sky was shining with a strange aura, and looked at Shan Jun carefully like life.

Bald Shanjun looked into the distance.

In the vast wind and snow, a figure held the array diagram with his hand and sat upright in a wheelchair. Tens of thousands of white hair surged from his head, making it more and more gloomy and terrifying as the copper ghost face between his white hair.

This situation is hard to describe, but it is a true sense of boss.

Shan Jun narrowed his eyes and looked at the tide of white hair, as if he was thinking about the power of illusion.

In an instant, he found that he could not see clearly, so he took a deep breath and was on guard. The tiger with more than ten feet of Dharma heaven and earth took a step forward and entered the "attack range".

At the same time, he shouted: "My younger generation, the ghost cultivator in the southwest of the Daxu Dynasty - Wangshanjun..."

As soon as half of the sentence fell, tens of thousands of ghosts with white hair and red eyes discovered the prey in the world and stabbed him madly.

Shanjun's tiger body is an extremely strong body. Even if it is bombarded by the fifth-grade spiritual artifact, it will not be too big. There is almost no spiritual practice of the same level that can be achieved.

So at this time, Shan Jun did not avoid or hide, maintained his figure, and stood within the attack range of the white hair.

Tens of thousands of white hairs pounced on the tiger directly.

In an instant, sharp ghosts cried and wailed, and the sound of a continuous drum on the empty stomach was endless.

Hell scene, ear-piercing sound.

Shan Jun had an illusion in an instant...

It seemed as if he was no longer in the wind and snow of this secret realm, but had fallen into the hungry ghost pool of hell. He was pounced on by dense hungry ghosts, hugged every part of his body, and began to drag him, eat him, suck his blood, and eat his flesh.

Shanjun was very capable, so he stood there and made a judgment in his heart.

Just a illusion?

Or is it a real attack?

The next moment, Shan Jun felt that his own power was like a gate opening, leaving his body quickly.

He suddenly growled, and the tiger's body suddenly turned black and smoke, obviously releasing a certain power when the world was used to Dharma heaven and earth.

After the illusion was gone, Shanjun saw that the tens of thousands of white hair were like tens of thousands of hungry ghosts, sucking on his tiger.

And just now, the tiger that was dying the sky and the earth was actually smaller.

Shan Jun's fierce eyes, like a copper bell, suddenly contracted and became extremely solemn.

Such a hungry ghost illusion, such a devouring power... it is really mysterious. This is simply a terrifying ability that is both offensive and defense and can be quickly improved.

He only felt that "killing people and catching treasures" was absolutely impossible, and the temptation must be terminated. If he goes further, he will make enemies without any room for maneuver.

Shan Jun made a decision in his heart, so he quickly took a step back from behind, left the "attack range", and at the same time he spoke all the words behind.

"My younger generation of ghost cultivators in the southwest of the Great Xu Dynasty - Wangshan Jun, thank you for your mercy in Baidi!"

Wu Jun behind him also followed closely and said respectfully: "My younger generation of ghost cultivators in the southwest of the Great Xu Dynasty - Zhao Wu Jun, have seen Bai Emperor!"

One advance and one retreat.

One offense and defense.

One sentence.

Only in a moment.

And there are so many thoughts in this, and the confrontation is extremely dangerous. If the forces of both sides have not reached a balance at the time of "testing", then what is left is not a transaction, but a killing and catching treasure.

However, if the Treasure Fairy hadn't helped Xia Yan blew hard in advance and blew the name of "White Emperor" to him, Wangshan Jun and Zhao Wujun would have continued to test, and then they would be dragged into an unknown situation.

At this time, two figures at the top of the pyramid of the Ghost Cultivator Alliance reported that their homes were over and they began to wait quietly.

The cold snow in the three winters is rolling all over the sky. In the hazy white world, a figure sitting in a wheelchair is looming.

Wangshanjun and Zhao Wujun, while bowing, their whole body was tense.

Xia Yan raised his eyes and looked into the distance.

Two black messages appeared in my eyes:

【Wangshan Jun,???】

【Zhao Wujun:???】

Xia Yan:???

He squeezed his eyes and looked at it again, and the message was still like this.

These are... two powerful people in the fifth level of heaven!!

No matter how calm he was, he was slightly shocked.

but...

What is Baidi?
To be continued...