Petals flew across the sky, accompanied by pure white holy light, and an ethereal fairy-like woman appeared with dozens of people. Surprisingly, there were only two male cultivators among them.

A man surrounded by holy light, with a temperament that transcends the world, does not look like a human figure, but is the Holy Son of Yaoguang.

Another man in green clothes and black hair has a majestic appearance. Although he is only on the other side of the world, he cannot be ignored.

"Saint Yaochi, Saint Son Yaoguang, have you joined forces?"

Only a few people from Yaoguang Holy Land came here this time, and Holy Son Yaoguang and Holy Maiden Yaochi met together, and there was a man named Lun Haijing beside them. Holy Son Dayan naturally thought that Holy Son Yaoguang was taking their disciples with Yaochi.

Alliance of Saints.

"Brother Taoist, please don't misunderstand me. I just saw the sky full of glow here and bumped into fellow Taoist Yaoguang and this little brother Qingwan on the way here."

The voice of the Saint of Yaochi is endowed with a mysterious Taoist rhyme, which is light and airy, making people relax unconsciously and begin to listen and believe her words.

Sure enough, to be able to stand in the Beidou Eastern Wasteland for hundreds of thousands of years, to be built under the nose of Taichu Forbidden Land, and to be immortal and immortal, a Yaochi with three supreme beings is really extraordinary!

Bai Meng's eyes were clear and he sighed deeply in his heart.

Holy Son Yaoguang's eyes were clear, and he looked at Bai Meng who seemed to be the leader of the three parties. You must know that the only person who can stand side by side with the two Holy Son-level figures is the Holy Son-level figure.

Sure enough, he was worthy of being a ruthless person who could block the aftermath of the Four Poles that day, and was able to deduce the battle between Demon God Ji and Wang Kaiyang on the battlefield!

Everyone's expressions were not good-looking. They had been waiting for this temple for a long time. Bai Meng came halfway and could balance the three parties' forces.

Finally, the temple was opened, and the two parties crossed over again. Isn't it unlucky that he opened the door for me? It's really unlucky!

After waiting for three hours, the restrictions in the temple were still strong, but there were no latecomers. Some people were already impatient and wanted to vent their anger on Qing Wan, who followed the Yaochi Saint and the Yaoguang Saint.

When Bai Meng heard this name, he was a little stunned. He felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't explain it.

That person was a strong man from the Dao Palace of the sect affiliated to the Dayan Holy Land. Bai Meng casually scanned it and initially stepped into the first level of the Dao Palace. Sure enough, a nest of snakes and rats is not a family, and one does not enter the same family.

His steps were very confident, reminding people of Lin Xuan who was still lying outside.

"Boy, you're just a mere Lun Haijing, you don't deserve to be here!" The man yelled, stretched out his right hand, and with fingers like dragon scissors, as transparent as jade, he struck across the outside of the temple, where Qingwan was.

"Huh?" Bai Meng, who originally wanted to take action because of Qingwan's name, stopped when he saw Qingwan's movements.

I saw Qingwan holding the moon with both hands, a mountain in his arms, with tall pines and silver waterfalls hanging down, towering and heavy, with the potential to crush the heaven and earth.

Baoshan Seal!

Even several saints and saints were a little surprised. This secret technique was the secret technique of an unknown ancient religion. It was rumored to be related to the original human race. Although many people knew a little about it, most of them knew it.

Remains.

Dayue is so real that it makes people suffocate. The overwhelming force of Mount Tai comes out and crushes everything!

Qing Wan's body was covered with green light, as if it was wearing a layer of fairy clothes, shining in all directions, shining so powerfully that it was difficult for people to look directly at it.

The mist of chaos is entangled, just like the creation of the sky and the earth, and the creation of stars.

Qingwan waved his fist, and the storm raged. The temple suddenly became chaotic, as if it had become a chaotic zone, a blur, with energy waves everywhere and light everywhere.

Baimeng's star eyes were secretly rotating, shining brightly, as if he saw a three-leaf green lotus emerging from the chaos, deriving the creation of all things in the world, and giving birth to immortal light to protect the body.

The chaos dissipated, and the body of the arrogant man had already been separated, and his flesh and blood were blurred.

Even the Yaochi Saint Maiden looked surprised at Qing Wan.

The Holy Son of Dayan couldn't sit still again. It didn't matter if he was slapped in the face by a Holy Son-level figure. After all, it was really their fault first, but a little Lun Haijing monk killed him in front of several Holy Son figures.

Do you really think that he is a soft persimmon after killing his little brother?

But before he could take action, Bai Meng took the lead and walked up to Qingwan, followed by a group of casual cultivators and monks from sects not attached to the Holy Land.

Inside Bai Meng's body, the elder made a rare move. The jade-colored branches kept swaying and rustling, as if he had discovered something.

The second uncle was even more excited. He jumped out from the vast ocean of silver, opened his mouth, and breathed out the black immortal power. The sun, moon, stars, and Taoist chain of the sea of ​​suffering were all swaying as he swallowed them. The white jade fairy mirror also kept shaking.

, to resist the devouring of the second uncle.

Seeing this, the eldest uncle pulled the branch down without making any sound. The second uncle felt aggrieved and groaned and sank down again.

Bai Meng ignored the two drama masters in Kuhai, patted Qingwan on the shoulder, and said with a smile,

"Not bad, little brother, you have a bright future in conquering Dao Palace. Here, I will protect you to prevent some rats and beasts from taking action."

Qingwan was startled. He thought Bai Meng was here to settle accounts with him. He didn't expect to say such words. However, seeing the pale face of Saint Son Dayan, Qingwan smiled knowingly, with a shy and gentle expression.

Excuse me,

"I didn't expect that he was so weak that even I, Bianqu Bian, could defeat him." Qing Wan bit down on the words Fangqu and Biannan.

Bai Meng smiled, and the two of them sang in harmony. Yaoguang Holy Son and others saw that Dayan Holy Son's face changed from green to purple, then from purple to green, and finally returned to calm.

This made Bai Meng a little disappointed. The moment Holy Son Dayan showed his murderous intention towards him, in his heart, Holy Son Dayan was dead. However, it was worth it to meet this person here!

Bai Meng looked at Qingwan with satisfaction. He was good at both body and Tao. He was a good candidate to be his opponent!

Qingwan was confused and felt a chill.

At this time, Baohui burst out, the endless runes began to become chaotic, and the restrictions within the temple were about to collapse and disappear!

At the same time, wisps of holy rhyme spread out, causing everyone in the temple to fall into enlightenment. A primitive and wild main hall and several branch halls appeared.

"Is this the inheritance of the ancient sages!" someone exclaimed.

At this moment, no one hesitated. Almost instantly, dozens of rays of light rushed towards the main hall, and the fastest among them was Bai Meng.

"Before the temple, I have protected you. As for inheritance, do your best and use your own methods!"

Bai Meng's distant voice sounded in the ears of the monks who followed him. They stopped in mid-air and looked at each other. Finally, the rainbow light flew to other branches of the temple.

Inside the temple, Bai Meng and others were shocked. Inside the Xianyu Palace, it was actually a world of its own!

In the vast shrines and islands, the majestic sound of the Tao rhymes pierced the air, and there were thundering roars and golden lotus rays in the sky and the earth. Even the powerful elders would be moved by it!

Bai Meng's spiritual eyes were densely packed with mysterious patterns like whirlpools. He stared closely and sighed for a long time, "Not weaker than the small world of Wangting!"
Chapter completed!