One thought is eternal

Patriarch, stop fighting

“Just because I am a blood child of Zhongfeng”

At the moment when the two great sects were about to fight, even close to hand-to-hand combat, Bai Xiaochun’s voice spread all over the place. Although the voice was not particularly loud, it matched with Bai Xiaochun’s solemn tone, and the monstrous blood energy emanating from his body at this moment, His words have an indescribable power

Bai Xiaochun didn’t intend to be gloomy, but the moment he put on the night burial mask, he naturally, as if he had returned to the Blood Stream Sect, that kind of coldness, that kind of earth-shattering evil spirit, made the whole world seem to be quiet for a while.

What’s more, the meaning of these words was beyond everyone’s expectation. All the minds of the two sects fighting at this moment were roaring, and all their minds were shaking.

Looking from a distance, the Lingxi Sect and the Xuexi Sect are like two huge clouds of fog in the metaphor, so spiritual

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The white mist of the Xizong and the bloody mist of the Blood Xizong are already partly entangled with each other, but now the two groups of mist are completely still, and everyone’s eyes, at this moment, are all looking at the two big sects. Between the gates, the body of Bai Xiaochun who was wanted to be protected by the Lingxi Sect and killed by the Blood Stream Sect

Especially Jia Lie, who is the closest to Bai Xiaochun at this moment, opened his eyes even wider, as if there was thunder rolling in his mind, his body trembled violently, as if he couldn’t even breathe in, he was completely stunned, his head was booming Yes, what Bai Xiaochun just said in his mind, and the masked Zhongfeng Xuezi Yebu that appeared in front of him at this moment

“Your night burial.” Jia Lie’s body trembled. Ever since the blood trial, his fear of night burial had reached an unbelievable level. At this moment, he was completely stunned.

The blood and evil spirit emanating from Bai Xiaochun’s body made him not need to verify it at all, and he immediately felt the truth of the other party, that is Zhongfeng Xuezi Night Burial

Not only did he lose his voice in shock at this moment, but the fortune teller beside him was originally excited and wanted to kill Bai Xiaochun to make himself famous, but at this moment, when he saw Bai Xiaochun put on a mask and transformed into a ghost in his heart, it was like a nightmare in his heart. After the existence of the night burial, Shen Suanzi let out a scream.

“It is impossible to bury every night”

Not only the two of them, but all the disciples of the Blood Stream Sect who rushed from the direction of the Blood Stream Sect with grinning grins and murderous intent, all gasped at this moment, all opened their eyes wide, and all of them seemed to be trapped. A stick hit the head, completely shocked.

“you you you”

“How is this possible”

“Oh my god, the plague demon buried Bai Xiaochun at night”

“They are actually one person”

Xu Xiaoshan almost bit off his tongue. In his whole life, he had never seen such an unimaginable scene. The scene in front of him was even more hallucinogenic than the entire Corpse Peak. He even had an illusion subconsciously, thinking that Once again hallucinated, Xu Xiaoshan was completely dumbfounded as he stared blankly at Bai Xiaochun.

There was also Song Que, who was still full of murderous intent before, but at this moment, under this forced reversal, his thoughts seemed to be a little bit behind him, standing there, dumbfounded, his body trembling, what was exposed in his eyes was him Now in this short half of my life, I have never been sluggish.

It is even more difficult for him to accept this scene. To him, Night Burial is his enemy, and Bai Xiaochun is even more of an enemy. At this moment, these two people are actually one person

The entire battlefield fell silent for an instant, and even the ancestors of the two sects who were fighting each other in mid-air forgot to make their moves one by one, and their eyes focused on Bai Xiaochun for an instant.

The ancestor of the Song family had a complex expression in surprise, and the eyes of Wujizi were full of surprise and doubt. The ancestors of the Lingxi sect and the real Tiemu all had incredible expressions on their faces, feeling very absurd.

Those inheritance disciples and blood masters also inevitably fell into a sluggish state, and the three blood disciples who had an agreement with Bai Xiaochun were in mid-air at this moment, only feeling that the thunder was constantly exploding in their minds, and it seemed that they would never disappear .

“Buried Bai Xiaochun at night,” Xuezi Shaozefeng muttered, feeling that the whole world seemed to be turned upside down.

This scene not only caused a sensation in the Blood River Sect, but the moment Bai Xiaochun put on the mask and transformed himself into a night burial, everyone in the Lingxi Sect behind him also heard thunder bursts in their ears, and the sound of inhalation fell. The mountains are also constantly rising and falling, attracting countless uproar and unvoiced exclamations.

Those exclamations were full of disbelief, unbelievable, unimaginable

Shangguan Tianyou was still sneering at first, ready to watch Bai Xiaochun go to die, but at this moment, his eyes almost fell off, his breathing seemed to have stopped, and his mind went blank.

Ghost Ya, Gongsun Yun, Bei Hanlie, and the prides of Lingxi Sect were all like this. Everyone was deeply shocked by this scene, especially Zhou Xinqi, and even the boss with staring eyes, it seems that the whole world has become absurd at this moment.

She even thought of what Bai Xiaochun once said to Hou Xiaomei, saying that he dared not appear in the place where Bai Xiaochun was.

“This…” Zhou Xinqi felt that the world was in chaos.

And Hou Xiaomei was stunned not far away for a long time. In her little head, she couldn’t combine the greatest Bai Xiaochun in her heart with the most terrifying night burial in her heart to form a single person.

Not to mention her, even Hou Yunfei, Zhang Dapang, Hei Sanpang and others are completely dumbfounded at this moment.

Li Qinghou looked at him blankly as if he didn’t know Bai Xiaochun.

When these people were shocked, Bai Xiaochun looked at the people in front of the Blood Creek Sect, flicked his sleeves, his voice was hoarse, but it was filled with endless coldness.

“If you see this Blood Son, don’t pay homage to him” As soon as he said that, the Immortality and Longevity Kung Fu in his body suddenly activated, an aura that only belonged to Blood Son, and at the same time as it erupted, it was aimed at all the monks in the entire Zhongfeng, Produced an irreversible absolute crushing

This kind of crushing in momentum immediately formed a strong majesty, which exploded in this battlefield.

Jia Lie shuddered, the first one knelt down, and the fortune teller was the second. Soon, these middle peak disciples of the Xuexi Sect who were still crazy just now, under the stupefaction of everyone in the Lingxi Sect, knelt down and bowed together. Even Song Que had no choice but to bow down under the pressure of Bai Xiaochun’s blood.

“Meet Zhongfeng Xuezi”

The voices became louder and louder, and soon, even the Zhongfeng cultivators in the rear were trembling and knelt down.

Looking around, there are crowds of worshipers, occupying nearly 20% of the entire Blood River Sect. These people are all from Zhongfeng

There was only one person, Bai Xiaochun didn’t suppress him, and she didn’t choose to kneel down, but stood ten feet away in front of Bai Xiaochun, her body trembling, her eyes filled with disbelief, complex and sad that Bai Xiaochun didn’t seem to dare to look at.

She is the Great Elder Zhongfeng, Song Junwan.

Her reaction was the same as others, but it was more sad. After the night funeral disappeared, she didn’t rest well for a long time, and even mobilized all her own resources to find the night funeral, and even begged the ancestors of the Song family Until the outbreak of the war, even when she was sitting on the big sword just now, she was still thinking about the disappearance of the night funeral, and her heart was always melancholy.

In any case, she could never have imagined that she was actually on the battlefield, at this moment, in such an environment, she saw the night burial.

Song Junwan looked at the night burial in front of her. In the silence of the surroundings, she spoke bitterly, her voice was sad, echoing everywhere, making people feel heartbroken.

“Are you Night Burial or Bai Xiaochun? Who are you?” Song Junwan trembled, her eyes flushed, and finally, she seemed unable to control her emotions and shouted at Bai Xiaochun.

Bai Xiaochun was silent, for Song Junwan, he himself was also complicated, seeing the wetness and redness of the corners of the other party’s eyes, Bai Xiaochun looked into the distance, and spoke softly.

“Both”

Song Junwan cried, tears flowed down the corners of her eyes, and fell on the ground drop by drop.

“Both are so it turns out that everything is false.” She felt that she was a fool, and the scenes of contact with the night burial appeared in her mind. The more she remembered, the more painful her heart was. In the end, the whole person was like one Weak and helpless children, trembling, tears falling like rain.

Bai Xiaochun gritted his teeth, looked up at the two ancestors in the sky, and spoke loudly.

“I am Bai Xiaochun, the quasi-inheritance of the Lingxi Sect, and I am also the middle peak of the Xuexi Sect, Xuezi Night Burial. Patriarch, don’t fight anymore. War is not the only way to solve the problem.”

“Don’t you all need an opportunity to trust each other? Can I be this opportunity?” Bai Xiaochun said anxiously, and his voice spread across half of the battlefield, causing all the monks who heard it to fall silent again.

In the silence of the entire battlefield, the ancestor of the Song family in mid-air hesitated for a moment. He couldn’t accept that the night burial was actually Bai Xiaochun, but he was sure that no matter who the night burial was, he was Zhongfeng Xuezi, who practices the Zhongfeng technique, and even without these things, although the Xuexi Sect cares about Xuezi’s night burial, they will not allow a Xuezi to interfere with matters that are related to the survival of a sect.

At this moment, the Patriarch of the Song family was about to speak, but the Daoist Han Yan was one step ahead of him, and the sound of sneer suddenly echoed at this moment.

“Xuezi was buried at night and held hostage by the Lingxi Sect. The Lingxi Sect is despicable and shameless. He dared to hold the Xuezi of our sect. Today, the old man will destroy your sect, destroy your inheritance, and destroy all the people from your family. Hurry up and protect the Xuezi and bring him back!” In the blood mist” Daoist Hanyan’s eyes flashed a cold light. When Sensen opened his mouth, he flicked his sleeves, and the war broke out again