Run the way

No matter when and where, in the world of monks, there are never many people who like to watch the excitement.Bai Ye fought with the reincarnated Buddha, fighting for the ghost grass that appeared. Some people were watching, some of them were watching the excitement, and some were waiting for an opportunity to snatch the god grass.

Just when Bai Ye fell into the black pool, countless black runes lit up and circulated in mid-air, evolving into a dense black light curtain, which was evolved from countless runes, with a terrifying and ominous atmosphere.

Countless golden palms slapped on the black light curtain, melting like ice and snow meeting red-hot charcoal fire.The golden Buddha light all over the sky disappeared, and the reincarnated Buddha stopped, and became the little monk who looked harmless to humans and animals again.

His face was very calm, but there was a complex look in his eyes.This white-haired young man is too persistent after all. It is just a plant of divine grass, but he also has such an obsession. The Buddha sighed slightly. He only felt that his heart was complicated. up.

A bewitching red light shines from the black pool water.There is only a layer of red light film between the white night and the black pool water at this moment.That is the power of Shura that he has refined, and it is being used by him at this moment to resist the power of the mysterious curse.

Bai Ye put away the Ghost Grass in his hand

"Blood sacrifice." A bloody name appeared in Bai Ye's mind.Although the black water in the pool was full of terrifying curse power, it was completely blocked by the red power, but a strong smell of blood lingered in Bai Ye's nose.

Blood sacrifice, one of the forbidden arts in the wild, uses the blood of one race or even the blood of several races as a sacrifice, and makes a deal with the heavens in exchange for a person's resurrection.A certain period of time is used as the time limit. If the amount of sacrificed blood is not enough, the resurrected person may have to sleep forever.

Bai Ye raised his hand, and countless transparent liquids appeared in his palm. It was something he refined by relying on the method recorded in the Sacred Desolation Art. To be precise, it was a kind of pure blood power.

It can be absorbed by monks to enhance one's own blood vessels. When the energy provided by this liquid reaches a certain level, it can even change from quantitative to qualitative changes, realizing the evolution of blood in the body.

Of course, for the current cultivation of the barren world, it is simply the best choice to improve the quality of the spirit veins.But for Bai Ye, this effect is too tasteless. He already possesses Fan Li's source blood, and it is integrated with his own inheritance of killing the emperor, resulting in unimaginable and wonderful changes.

Let him absorb and refine these seemingly pure blood powers, that is the real risk. If the blood power has a strange change, but contaminates his pure demon blood, then the gain outweighs the loss.

He really didn't particularly want to risk himself.A deep purple glow flickered from Bai Ye's right eye. Bai Ye was staring at the transparent liquid in his hand. He was observing and exploring carefully, feeling its breath.

"The war of all races, the subjugation of the country and the extinction of the species, unwillingness, unwillingness to sink..." Countless pictures, intertwined and complicated, flashed in Bai Ye's mind.There are people with great supernatural powers fighting with each other, countless armies are reduced to bones, and some villages have experienced vicissitudes...

In the silence of the white night, he stood in the black pool for a long time, and various emotions filled his heart. "Reluctance, reluctance, regret..." He stared at his surroundings, only black pool water and endless curse runes.

"Years are indeed the best history books." Bai Ye sighed, but his situation was not optimistic at all. In his sea of ​​consciousness, the previous curse rune was slowly vibrating, sending out strange fluctuations, causing him A feeling of severe headache.

"Boom" Bai Ye only felt his head buzzing, it felt like he was using his brain to overcome a thunderstorm.Ten breaths, but after ten breaths, the red power of Shura faded, and Bai Ye's body was exposed in the black pool water, and slowly sank to the bottom of the pool.

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"Then, is that Bingzhi Bayexuan, the legendary extremely cold fetish?" Shuanglu exclaimed, she had only seen such a level of fetish in the classics of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and it was the first time to see the real one. once.

The icy blue and green branches and leaves trembled slightly in the wind on the ridge of the field, exuding an incomparably icy breath. Frost and Dew Lengchen waited for the girls to close their eyes and take a breath of the icy aroma in the air, and finally they opened their eyes, Staring at the ice branch of Michelle eight, there are already six leaves on it, and it is very close to the day of maturity.

"Fatty, I... really can't take it away?"

Seeing this cold woman looking at him with reluctance, Bu Liugu couldn't help feeling a little bit unbearable.

"That's all..." The fat man was silent, he was very speechless, he took out a blank piece of paper very skillfully, and then pressed it in the space in front of the extremely cold god with a sad face, A series of white lines manifested, exuding strange fluctuations.

However, the lines didn't respond to the white paper, they just fluctuated slowly. "Here you are, I'll give you everything..." The fat man was crying, and he took out a handful of white paper and slapped it on the white lines.

"Boom" a burst of white flames detonated, burning a handful of white paper to ashes, floating in the air, and going away with the wind.The white lines slowly dissipated, and the sacred plant slowly flew up, and finally landed in Shuanglu's hands.

"Thank you, Fatty." Shuanglu smiled sweetly, but Fatty couldn't smile at all, and he even felt like crying.One hundred IOUs, one-third of his income since entering the country, is gone.

"Bai Ye, you owe me something." The fat man was speechless, and he led the four girls forward silently.Little do they know that in the entire world of rice paddies, there are countless gods born, which attracted countless monks to fight for them, and finally all fell in this land where there is only the fragrance of birds and flowers.

Their blood stained the earth, but their voices were passed on forever.

"Death is just another beginning..." A deep voice sounded in the deep black pool, followed by an extremely powerful black and white divine light.

Bai Ye slowly opened his pair of black double pupils, his consciousness was still in nothingness, surrounded by countless complex negative emotions.

"People, there are seven thoughts...the floating life is but a single thought" paragraphs of obscure scriptures surfaced in Bai Ye's sea of ​​consciousness, and a feeling of enlightenment filled Bai Ye's heart.

"Ding" a shattering sound was heard, and Bai Ye could clearly hear that there was a barrier in his body, which could be called the hardest shackle, but at this moment, under his epiphany, this shackle had already shattered and became invisible .

An extreme freezing breath appeared around Bai Ye's body, and that terrifying sense of silence instantly completely froze the black pool water.

Bai Ye's eyes became cold and sharp at this moment.He felt that his body was like a piece of red-hot coal fire, sweeping away the heat that had nowhere to be released in the black solid ice.

Numerous scars appeared on his body, which were marks of curse.An ordinary monk should have fallen under this horrible curse long ago, but Bai Ye is different, he has the blood of Fan Li, one of the top bloodlines of the monster race.

In the prehistoric times, the demon god Fan Li was powerful enough to rival the top twelve ancestor witches of the witch clan.Although this mysterious black rune included the blood sacrifice rune, it was not enough to rule the roost in front of Bai Ye.

The sound of the rushing river rang in Bai Ye's ears.Black and white blood, like two shocking torrents, broke through all obstacles, met in the two hearts, and then merged to release the powerful demonic power and suppress the cursed runes.

Countless black and white fireworks lingered from Bai Ye's body. It was Fan Li's demon fire. The demon fire was berserk, burning curses, and burning away all impurities.

The solid black ice melted at a terrifying speed, and finally returned to nothingness, leaving drops of transparent liquid slowly floating in the air.

The ice-blue bead slowly rotated in Bai Ye's dantian, its bead body gradually became smaller, but faintly became more solid and crystal clear.

The calm black pool was blown by the breeze, without any ripples. Countless monks passed by, but no one could notice the shocking changes under the calm water.

Ten young people walked slowly from the criss-crossing fields, the leader of them was Xuan Ya, a young man from the Yaozu who had a relationship with Bai Ye once.

At this moment, he was wearing a broken armor, but there were two mysterious lines between his brows that appeared from time to time. Two broken rusty iron swords were carried on his back, and a desolate and ancient atmosphere leaked from his whole body. Along the way, Xuan Ya's breath alone was enough to frighten the group of cultivators.

The term Yaozu was once again mentioned by the monks, and this legend that had been silent for hundreds of thousands of years was once again mentioned by the human race.With the posture of ten people, they killed nine traditional heirs of the Dao. Although both sides ended up with the same end, there were still 10 human monks buried with them.

"Let's go, use the blood of the human race to pay homage to the souls of our dead." Xuan Ya said, his voice was hoarse and deep.He stroked the red feathers hanging around his waist, his eyes showed a determined killing intent.

Their goal has been achieved, but the price is too heavy.When passing by the waveless black water, Xuan Ya was silent, and it took him a long time before he moved on indifferently.

White and black black ice appeared in Bai Ye's hands, it was transformed by the power of transparent blood and endless resentment of living beings, frozen by his son's extremely cold mood, and used to attack the high-level realm of alchemy.

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"Alas..." A sigh resounded from the entire heaven and earth, countless white brilliance reflected from the sky, and a white phantom slowly appeared, standing on the sky.

He overlooks the common people, he stands on the top of all living beings, and he is the existence that countless monks will look up to all their lives. The sleeping planner, now, he is awake.

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