Master Bairen frowned and said nothing for a long time.
After a long time, he picked up the teacup in front of him, raised his neck, drank it all, clasped his fists with both hands, and arched towards Xiao Fan.
"Fellow Daoist Xiao, I am not talented and willing to learn the tricks. Please give me some advice!"
Xiao Fan nodded solemnly and returned the favor with a fist: "I dare not take it."
The two of them slowly stood up and stood across the table.
The light escaped from Xin Lin's feet and suddenly it reached dozens of feet away.
Everyone's eyes were staring at this side in unison.
There is no doubt that this battle will become the ultimate battle between Qiyejie and the Nanzhou Continent. The result of this battle will directly affect the future honor, disgrace, rise and fall of several interfaces.
The two people who fought against were mysterious to most people.
Master Bai Ren is currently the only master in the Qiye Realm who has reached the late stage of enlightenment. Even most of the people present mistakenly thought that he had already transformed. If Xiao Fan had not stole the ancestor.
Even if they were their memories, they might not be able to meet this legendary figure.
But Xiao Fan is the most incredible genius in ten thousand years. In just a few hundred years, he has walked a path that others may not be able to finish for thousands of years. Although it is difficult for anyone to determine Xiao Fan's
The real realm, but it can be inferred that he had easily lie down the Wu Jiao King at the peak of the middle stage of Wuling just now, and he should have reached the late realm.
The ultimate showdown between the two late-stage masters of the Spiritual Realm is very exciting no matter what the situation is.
Even the young woman in black dress looked over with interest.
She also wanted to see with her own eyes what level Xiao Fan's current cultivation level reached.
However, everyone has different guesses about the form of this decisive battle, but unfortunately, it seems that everyone's guess is wrong.
The two of them stood quietly, just a small table, almost close to each other. They had neither sacrificed magic weapons nor showed off their weapons. Time passed by minute by minute. The two of them were absolutely incredible.
There is no movement, but I don’t know when the fight will start.
A sharp-eyed man discovered that the color of the land under the feet of the Bairen Man seemed to have changed a little.
From yellowish brown to light green.
The delicate grass poked out from the foot of Bairen and swayed in the wind. It was like a newborn baby, looking around without stopping his head and looking around, curious and timid.
A vibrant vitality hits the face. It makes people feel refreshed and happy after a little feeling. I just feel that the common thoughts in my heart are swept away and are gradually replaced by a new joy. This joy is very gentle, but it penetrates deep into the heart and soul.
The power of the body is integrated and never wants to disperse again.
Many people couldn't help but smile knowingly on their faces.
Even the killing aura that was just everywhere and filled with killing was unknowingly diluted a lot.
Then the coffee table also began to change color.
More green grass grows on the coffee table and slowly fills the entire coffee table. Even the small red mud stove with charcoal fire and the purple clay teapots with steaming steam on the stove grow green.
The grass, but the charcoal in the stove was still burning, and the spout of the purple clay pot was still emitting a scorching smell.
All of this seems to have no effect on the growth of grass.
The vibrant vitality gushed out more and more, making people feel excited.
Gradually, the grass passed over the coffee table and drilled out from the soles of Xiao Fan's feet, and spread up along Xiao Fan's feet.
Xiao Fan stood quietly, motionless. Even the grass grew out of his feet, as if she hadn't realized it.
Finally, the grass was connected into one, not only covering Xiao Fan's whole body, but also covering the whole body of Master Bai Ren. Both of them had only their heads exposed. When they looked roughly, they thought they were two human-shaped green trees.
So far, Xiao Fan's face was calm, almost as if he had entered into meditation, but Master Bai Ren frowned slightly.
As time goes by, the grass grows little by little. Although the speed is very slow, it is extremely stable and never stops from beginning to end. The grass gradually grows thick, and buds are quietly in the center of the grass.
It pops up silently, and its vitality becomes more and more prosperous.
"It's the magical skill of tyranny..."
Suddenly someone shouted, as if he had just woken up in a dream.
Then someone exclaimed suddenly: "I have heard of the magical power of the Bairen Senior's Strength and Blossom, which is unpredictable. It can directly control the opponent's mind without knowing it. When I see it today, it is indeed worthy of its reputation!"
"That's right. This young man named Xiao, who has advanced too quickly, has a certain unstable foundation. How can his mood be compared with a master like Senior Bai Ren? It is the most effective to directly attack his soul with a magical skill of remnant and prosperous.
It's also a quick way."
"It's right. Senior Bai Ren is worthy of being a master of late stage. How can a junior named Xiao resist it?"
Immediately someone echoed.
The voices were loud and they were not deliberately suppressed. It seemed that no one cared whether Xiao Fan could hear their comments. Or they simply wanted Xiao Fan to hear them. The soul showdown looked extremely calm and even boring, but in fact
It is dangerous. If you are not careful, you will become a devil, either completely become a useless person, or be controlled by your opponent and become a puppet.
Perhaps the younger generation surnamed Xiao was uneasy when they heard their comments and became more likely to lose.
I don’t know if Xiao Fan heard their conversation, but he didn’t react at all, and he was as calm as a mirror.
A smile appeared on the face of the young woman in black dress, and she seemed to think that all this was quite interesting.
The flowers are in full bloom, and the eyes are full of golden.
All the grasses bloomed with a yellow flower at the same time. This flower is not delicate, not even charming, very ordinary, but has a fresh and cute atmosphere.
Master Bairen did not move, but his eyes were staring at Xiao Fan without even blinking his eyelids.
Finally, Xiao Fan's eyebrows also frowned slightly.
A ray of light flashed quickly from the eyes of the Bairen people. Suddenly, the yellow flowers were in full bloom, and then part of them began to change to other colors, red, orange, green, blue, and purple, and the yellow flowers changed.
It has become a sea of colorful flowers, extremely beautiful, full of youthful vitality and temptation.
Xiao Fan's brows frowned slightly again, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.
The seven-colored sea of flowers is extremely beautiful!
Everyone suddenly realized that Master Bai Ren's face had changed slightly, and seemed to be a little pale, as if his true energy was overdrawn.
Or, it is the overdrawn power of divine thoughts.
After blooming, it will wither!
However, after the flowers wither, they are fruits.
When colorful spiritual fruits hung on the branches, streams of fragrance filled the crowd, which made people's greedy beetles. Everyone couldn't help but look at each other, all of them showing fear. They wanted to tell them
These high-level ancestors of the Spirit have never seen any rare fruits? They have never tasted any delicacies in the mountains and seas? How could they produce such strange ** for each fruit that is not real?
But it turned out that before he knew it, he had fallen into the magical art of withering and flourishing.
Master Bai Ren's cultivation in the power of soul has reached such a level of depth. They are dozens of feet away, and they are just watching, and are affected so deeply that Xiao Fan, who is fighting against him directly, is also
How much soul pressure should I bear?
Sure enough, Xiao Fan's brows frowned even more, but his eyes were still clear.
Looking at Master Bai Ren again, I saw strands of misty white air rising from his head, gradually condensing into a ball and never dissipating.
There is no doubt that the magical skill of Withering and Fortune has been activated to its extreme.
Perhaps, this bloodless decisive battle is about to be decided.
After October, it is the severe winter.
This time, it was no longer like before, but in an instant, all the spiritual fruits fell off quietly. A cold wind blew, and the green grass seemed to have lost its life in a blink of an eye.
It became a yellow color, and then it turned into a light white color.
A stern and depressing feeling surged out from all directions.
In an instant, everyone felt a heavy heart, pessimistic and desperate mood immediately surged into their hearts, and they felt that the prospect was dark, and there was no hope anymore. There were indescribable depression and irritability in their hearts. There were even several old masters of Wuling.
The monsters all showed off their weapons, their eyes were full of fierce light, and they just wanted to find someone to fight to eliminate the despair and boredom in their hearts.
"Why did you suddenly become so impatient? You can win a big victory just one last step away!"
At this moment, a middle-aged man wearing a light blue cloth robe and an ordinary appearance suddenly sighed softly, as if he was talking to himself.
Since the appearance, the man in blue has been silent and has only stood quietly in his guardian position. No matter how the field changes, he has never moved for half a step. Perhaps because he is too quiet, he is too quiet.
Normally, although almost no one has noticed him.
Even the old monster in Wuling period present only had a very small number of people who knew his background. Among Xiao Fan's articles, this person ranked second only to Master Bai Ren, and ranked second.
In legend, Master Xun is also the most hopeful to break through the bottleneck and achieve the super power of Wuling's late stage. Even he may have broken through the bottleneck now, but he deliberately suppressed his breath, making himself not so attractive.
Attention.
The young woman in black dress smiled and said, "My friend, aren't you afraid of human power sometimes poor? This kind of withering and prosperous achievements does have some tricks. If you practice to the extreme, you will be able to achieve the merits and ascend immediately. My friend Bai Ren is still missing.
The last step. However, even if he really practiced the Karma and Rong Gong to the highest level, he would have been too late to ignite the fire when he wanted to deal with Zhenren Xiao."
At this moment, Xiao Fan, who had been frowning, suddenly smiled softly, and a powerful aura suddenly burst out from his body, like an angry tide of the sea, sweeping across all directions. Wherever he passed, he had already withered
The grass turned green again, and in an instant, flowers bloomed, covering the entire island in the middle of the lake, becoming a sea of flowers.
Master Bairen let out a muffled groan, his feet became soft, and he sat down suddenly. In an instant, his face turned gray, as if he had grown hundreds of years old all at once. A decadent aura came out of his body, and it seemed that he could sit there at any time.