A deep passage is presented to everyone.

The layout of this passage is somewhat familiar, as if it is exactly the same as the ruins of the Demon Sect at the bottom of the Moming Lake, but slightly different. On the shiny stone wall, there are countless statues of figures, with strange costumes, all of them with ferocious faces and shrill expressions, staring at the door.

A depressed and dull aura emanated from the passage, and a hint of chill on my body. The drops of spirit-eating blood in my body seemed to sense something, becoming restless and a little excited. I quickly used the true energy of the Four Lakes to soothe this heat.

Murong Baiyun looked at the passage coldly, without fear, and walked in with a long sword in his hand. The masters of various major sects who were slightly proud of their martial arts followed him more than ten feet behind him.

It was already evening and the sky became dark.

Murong Baiyun had just walked three or four steps, and the statue on the stone wall seemed to have a sense of sensation, as if he was about to snatch the wall.

A faint light shot out from the eyes of the stone wall statue on the left, as if gods and ghosts saw through the world and came out of the passage with a hint of pity. Murong Baiyun was the first to be involved.

When he arrived three or four feet in front of Murong Baiyun, a ray of light from the green light sword of Murong Baiyun slashed over with one sword. The faint light slashed into two sections, making a shrill roar.

Murong Baiyun snorted, pretending to be a ghost!

The scream seemed to awaken nearly a hundred stone statues on the stone wall, and they opened their eyes one after another, with anger, fear and cruel bloody murderous intent.

Murong Baiyun said that it was just a broken Hundred Ghost Night Array, and he still wanted to trap someone? Two hundred years ago, Lu Chunyang killed you with one sword. I don’t mind letting you die again, and my soul was scattered!

The passage was filled with a feeling of depression, which made everyone unable to take a step forward. The passage began to sound howls of ghosts and wolves, and several ghostly black shadows floated out of the stone wall, creating various strange phenomena, and rushing towards Murong Baiyun.

The white light of the blue light sword in Murong Baiyunqing's hand surged, and a faint light was emitted from his body. He pointed his left hand and formed a handprint. The blue light sword slashed over the illusion and shouted, breaking.

Several shadows that rushed to the front were split into two, and a few screams dispersed. The secret passage became extremely noisy, with screams, wolf howls, and ghosts sternly, as if everyone was in the eighteenth level of hell.

More and more shadows broke away from the stone wall and rushed up desperately.

Every time Murong Baiyun took a step forward, he swung his sword, and his momentum became more and more fierce. The shadows that were shattered by the blue sword were like losing their souls, and fled in a hurry.

Murong Baiyun was unmoved at all and walked forward slowly. When he arrived in the middle of the passage, Murong Baiyun seemed to sense something and suddenly stopped.

A sigh came from the end of the passage.

A huge statue at the end of the stone wall opened its eyes. At the end of the darkness, two dark red lights lit up, and a broken figure slowly floated out of the stone wall.

The phantom that had fled around before suddenly became silent and attached itself to the afterimage. The body of the afterimage gradually became clear, and it looked like a human figure more than two feet tall. Holding an illusionate snake-shaped weapon in his hand, standing at the end of the passage like a heavenly general.

The figure raised his weapon and pointed at Murong Baiyun in a slant.

Murong Baiyun's face was calm, and with a light roar, he suddenly accelerated. The white light on his body drew a afterimage in the passage. The blue light sword shone in the sky and jumped more than three feet high, thrust into the sky, stabbing the dark figure at the head.

A sword cut into nothingness.

The figure swayed slightly, and Murong Baiyun missed a blow and quickly retreated five or six feet.

Murong Baiyun said word by word, the floating clouds in the sky are like white clothes, and this must change like a blue dog. Murong Baiyun's body moved slightly, and the blue light trembled at an extremely high frequency in his hand, and the white light flickered and dark.

Suddenly, Murong Baiyun beard

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) I posted all the pictures, the figure is one illusion, two illusion, four illusion, eight.

In the passage, Ba Murong Baiyun's figure actually appeared. The eight figures used eight different sword moves, floating in the air, attacking the phantom from different angles.

Kongtong Liuhexi and Emei Sect’s Master Da was shocked, three thousand swords!

The Buddha has three thousand appearances, and the truth comes from the same principle. The Wanxiang Sword is a unique skill in Murong Villa. It is said that when practicing to the highest level, one can illusion the magic body, with infinite power, and can kill immortals. However, from the beginning, the Three Thousand Sword Skills have never appeared in the world. I didn’t expect that Murong Baiyun had already practiced the eight phases.

One birth, two birth, two birth, three birth, and three births all things. One body transforms into two phases is the most difficult method to practice. This is the change of cultivation quality, and the following two births four, four births eight is the second threshold. After breaking through the eight phases, the extreme Dharma image is three thousand, which is just the accumulation of quantity.

Xiaosheng once studied this sword technique, and finally concluded that this method was not effective. But no one expected that Murong Baiyun had already practiced this sword technique to the eight stages.

No wonder he went to great lengths to seize the Supreme Yang Pill. If he really obtained this pill and practiced into the Three Thousand Swords, even the land gods would not be his opponent.

Eight figures pass through the phantom, the eight phases return to one another, and Murong Baiyun stands proudly in the passage.

The phantom let out an unwilling scream, and his red eyes gradually dimmed. Nearly a hundred afterimages fled, trying to escape back to the statue in the stone wall.

Puff puff puff puff.

Thrilling screams sounded, and nearly a hundred remaining shadows flew out and disappeared.

Murong Baiyun defeated the enemy with one move, and everyone was shocked. But I found that his right hand holding the blue light sword was trembling slightly, which seemed to have consumed a lot of cultivation. However, in just a few breaths, Murong Baiyun's expression was as good as before.

The Hundred Ghosts Night Walking Formation, but that's it.

After saying that, I came to the end of the passage, climbed up the steps, and came to the altar of the Demon Cult and the main hall of the Light.

Seeing Murong Baiyun showing great power, the heroes hurriedly followed, fearing that they would miss this inhuman battle.

Under the dome, two statues of gods, one black and one white, stand in the main hall of Light. The black statue has a magnificent face and the white stone statues are kind-hearted. They are the two true gods of Manichaeism, the God of Darkness and the God of Light.

Below the two statues is a black lotus throne.

A peerless woman in purple was sitting on the throne, looking at Murong Baiyun calmly, which was the little witch Ji Junbi whom I missed day and night. The two elders of the Demon Sect, eight hermits from the Ten Directions, and the wife who had just mopped the floor were on the left.

A warm feeling surged in my heart, and I took a step forward slightly. Ji Junbi felt a sense of emotion, looked at me, smiled slightly, shook his head, and signaled me not to go over.

Ji Junbi looked at Murong Baiyun calmly, you are finally here.

Murong Baiyun came to the main hall, holding a sword in his right hand, and carrying it behind his back with one hand, and asked, "Where is your master?"

The two elders of the Demon Sect, the eyebrowsless ghost smiled and said, "Where is your wife?"

Murong Baiyun was stunned, what?

The face-parse monster said, "Murong Xiao Fox is so rude. When he saw the saint, he asked the Demon Lord Dharma Lord. Isn't this asking knowingly? You know that the Demon Lord is not in Putuo Mountain, but you are pretending to be here and say hello hypocritically."

Wumei Guidao, that's it! If the Demon Lord is here, you will not dare to come to the headquarters of my Holy Sect to make trouble. To be honest, he is now sleeping in Murong Villa with your wife!

The strange face paralysis said, it is extreme, it is extreme! Ouyang Zhu is a man with yellow and looks fine and tender skin. If it were me, I would love her day and night. This little fox just practiced the Three Thousand Phalmic Swords. It really wasted Ouyang Zhu's good skin.

Murong Baiyun snorted coldly and spoke nonsense.

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) Seeing that the two elders of the Demon Sect are filthy, they all accused him of Kunlun leader He Daozidao, Mrs. Murong is a talented woman, and she is a martial arts heroine. Don’t defile her two ugly ghosts!

Wumei Gui curled his lips, "Oh, you still talk to her, have you ever slept with her?" He Daozi was robbed of this, and his beard flew away in anger. He spat and spit out a mouthful of phlegm.

Seeing this, the woman mopping the floor was furious and spitted everywhere and was fined ten yuan! As she said that, she waved at He Daozi with a mop. Halfway through, Murong Baiyun gently brushed her sleeves, and the woman flew backwards, and blood oozed out of the corner of her mouth.

Murong Baiyun laughed and said, "You Demon Cult is harmful to the heavens and the truth, harming loyalty and kindness, and aroused the anger of the martial arts community. Now the leader of the Japanese alliance is here to seek justice for the people in the martial arts world. Since the Demon Lord is not here, you are respected here, so let me tell you this justice!"

Ji Junbi smiled indifferently, bright and charming, saying that the words of the Murong Alliance Leader were wrong. People in my Holy Sect have always been pious and abide by the law and are responsible for their duties. The teachings even dissuaded the world, actively doing good deeds and giving merits. Not long ago, they were awarded the title of an excellent charity sect by the court. We cannot afford the crime you listed just now. Can you ask the Murong Alliance Leader, my Holy Sect take your land in the martial arts world or your wife and daughter?

I smiled secretly. In the past, Ji Junbi was famous for her fierceness and ruthlessness. Unexpectedly, she had not seen her for half a year. She had changed into purple clothes and became so eloquent. She talked with Murong Baiyun without fear and couldn't help but smile.

Before Murong Baiyun could speak, He Daozi of Kunlun Sect cursed, "The Demon Cult is evil, everyone can kill him. The leader and this little witch are talking nonsense. Everyone goes on and chop them up!

Ji Junbi yelled, covered the corners of his mouth with his long sleeves, and said with a smile, this person should be He, the leader of the Kunlun School, right? He has been in the northwest for many years, but he didn't expect that his martial arts had improved and his lip skills had also declined a lot. He said that he was unreasonable.

He Daozi scolded, what other reason should I tell you, the witch?

Ji Junbi nodded, right, since you are unreasonable, our Holy Church naturally cannot reason. I would like to ask Mr. He, how long have you been away from Kunlun Sect to Putuo Mountain?

What are you asking about this?

Ji Junbi said, am I worried that your Kunlun School will have no successor? On the 6th day of the first lunar month, you bought a candied haws and said goodbye to your illegitimate son He Damai, who was six years old and three months old, and said you were going to Jiangnan to subdue demons and eliminate demons, and you also wanted to buy the best candied haws from Jiangnan, right?

He Daozi's face changed, how do you know?

Ji Junbi smiled cleverly and said with a smile that Master He is a person who practices outside the world, but he married a concubine at the foot of Kunlun Fairy Mountain and gave birth to a fat boy. Our Holy Sect heard that he likes to eat candied haws, so when Master He left, the Qinglong Hall of our Holy Sect picked a pick of fresh pomegranates from Jiangnan and gave them to the noble sect. I was wondering, would that thing be so sour, would it eat bad teeth?

He Daozi sat depressedly on the ground like a deflated ball.
Chapter completed!