"Do you know who I am?"

"Who you are has anything to do with me!" Bai Mo said calmly.

"Hehe!"

The man smiled gloomy and said, "Who I am really about you. I will never let someone die, and I don't know who killed them. Remember, my name is Blue Tea Chapter, this one

Bai Mo, the son of the Seventh Palace Master, I didn’t expect to meet you here.

Do you know? Now every hall master of the Twelve Halls of the Ice Royal Sect hopes to meet you. Because in that case, even if you don’t get any benefits in the turbulent corridor, you can get rewards from the archivist.

My luck is really good. After spending thousands of lives, I finally led you here. Hehe, you are mine now. I want to take your head and go to the Ice Emperor's Headmaster with your head.

Receive rewards.”

The talented spirit body turned out to be the Blood Inkjet Ghost Chapter, no wonder the mind and nature are so distorted!

Blue tea chapter, right?

Do you really think that if you have a level seven spiritual master like you, you can block my way with such talented spirits? But unfortunately, you met me.

Since Di Que wants to advance, there is no need for you to breathe anymore!

"Blue Tea Chapter, your life is my return!"

The momentum that had been brewing, Bai Mo, who had never relaxed, did not retreat at all. As his fingers lit up, four white bones in the Emperor Jiang roared out.

At first, there were only four very ordinary white bones, but after they landed on the ground, they began to become stronger, and in the blink of an eye it was as high as thirty feet high. The square prison formed tightly imprisoned the blue tea chapter.

The huge body of Blood Ink Guizhang could not escape no matter how she twisted it. Blue Chazhang's face showed a sense of panic for the first time.

"How is it possible? How can you trap me like this? I don't believe it! Blood Prison Ghost Ink, suppress me!"

Suppression?

Can you suppress it?

In the end, there were only these four white bones left in Dijiang's corpse, each of which condensed the most powerful power. Countless runes were imprinted on the white bones, and they had earth-shaking power.

Bai Mo looked at the imprisoned Blue Tea Chapter and stepped in without hesitation, then pointed his finger forward a little.

Hissing!

Eight flying swords danced quietly. Each flying sword locked a tentacle. None of the eight tentacles of this Blood Inkstone Ghost Chapter could escape, and they were all strangled by the flying sword on the spot. Each time a tentacle was cut off,

Blue Cha Zhang's face turned pale.

This is the appearance of the Dharma body formed by the innate spirit body. As long as it is damaged, it will truly hurt the body.

"ah!"

Lan Cha Zhang shouted tragically. At the seventh level of Lingzun, he finally realized his incompetence. With his cultivation, he could not resist Bai Mo. Even the Blood Prison Ghost Ink was not able to show his power.

Bai Mo reached out to grab it.

"The spiritual weapon of level 8. It seems that you, Lan Chazhang, is not Lan Wuming's favorite son, otherwise you would not have given you this spiritual weapon."

Bai Mo grabbed the Blood Prison Ghost Ink with disdain and threw it directly into the Blood Pool Palace, transforming it into the purest energy, constantly eroding Baifan's body.

Except for Eternal Sand, the rest of the things are no longer useful to the blood pool. All the energy is either to warm Baifan's body or to refine blood beads in large quantities.

"Father, save me!" Lan Cha Zhang shouted to the sky.

"Dare you!"

With the Lan Chazhang's call for help, an angry shout came from a distance. It was still far away at the beginning, but it rushed here in the blink of an eye.

"You are waiting for it!"

Bai Mo, who had been accumulating momentum, knew that the person who came was Lan Wuming, and his murderous intent had already condensed to the peak state at this time, so he decisively sent the Blue Tea Chapter to the bottom of the Baifan Treasure Ship.

Gudong!

Di Que, who had been waiting for a long time, looked at Lan Cha Zhang flying over, and then opened his mouth and swallowed it in an instant.

boom!

Di Que could feel the huge energy that suddenly emerged in his body, and immediately retreated to the treasure house of the Baifan Treasure Ship to start refining. Whenever he refined the Blue Tea Chapter, he would be able to successfully complete the promotion.

"You dare to kill my son!"

Lan Wumingren was still rushing towards this side, but he could already feel the breath of Lan Chazhang disappearing. The feeling of blood connection made him realize that Lan Chazhang was dead and completely killed.

.

The angry Lan Wuming let out a roar that shook the sky, madly driving the spiritual power in his body to surge, and a black world appeared in front of him.

Not counting this, in the black world, the water from the ocean roars and boils after rushing into the black field, giving people the posture that they will be swept wildly at any time and anywhere.

Just as the dark ocean was boiling, Lan Wuming let out a shrill cry from his throat.

"Little Kunpeng in the West!"

The little Kunpeng in the West!

When such a sound sounded, a big fish appeared in the black ocean. The big fish looked like the legendary Kunpeng, but it was very blurry and didn't look very real.

This is not important. What is important is that with such a low cry, Lan Wuming, the palace master of the seventh hall and the cultivator of the ninth level of Lingzun, became increasingly powerful.

Lan Wuming, standing above Xiao Kunpeng's head, held a long whip tightly in his hand, and his whole body was white, like the formation of the holiest light, forming a strong contrast with the black world.

At this moment, Lan Wuming had been completely integrated with Xiao Kunpeng. Xiao Kunpeng's eyes represent Lan Wuming's eyes. Every time he blinked, sharp eyes would shoot out.

"It's really Little Kunpeng!" Zihuang said in surprise.

"Do you know Xiao Kunpeng?" Bai Mo asked in a deep voice.

"I don't know Xiao Kunpeng, but I have heard that in the inheritance records of my Tongtian God Clan, there are descriptions of this kind of monster. This monster called Xiao Kunpeng just looks like Kunpeng and practices the skills that have been practiced.

The method is also imitated, but it is quite powerful." Zihuang said.

Is it imitation?

That's not Kunpeng!

"Lan Wuming, you are so shameless. A talented spirit like you is, what is it? You actually want to be named Kunpeng and give it the name of Xiao Kunpeng. I really think that you call it like this

Is Xiao Kunpeng? It's a huge joke!" Bai Mo mocked.

"A joke? As long as it can kill you, I will admit it no matter how big the joke is! Bai Mo, you are the fifth person in the Ice Royal Sect's pursuit list. You dare to kill my son. This time I will not do anything.

I will let you go!" Lan Wuming roared.

"Don't forget that you are the examiner!" Bai Mo raised his lips and smiled.

"So what about the examiner?"

Lan Wuming did not take this identity seriously at all, and drove Xiao Kunpeng to carry the entire dark world to cover the Baifan Treasure Ship.

"Little Kunpeng's Cave Heaven and Blessings!"

"White Dragon Divine Whip!"

Bai Mo could clearly feel that if this dark world was covered, the Baifan Treasure Ship would not only not be able to be protected, but also he would be injured. Because in addition to this little Kunpeng, the white long whip was a mysterious spirit level spirit.

Tool.

With Bai Mo's invincible barbarian body under Xuanling, he really dared not bear it when he encountered Xuanling's spiritual weapon.

"Zihuang, you take good care of yourself!"

After saying this, Bai Mo drifted out of the local area like lightning. When he appeared again, he was already above the ocean. This was the place where other monks watched. When these people saw Bai Mo moving over, they all hurried to the side.

Escape.

But even so, the weak spiritual master did not have time to escape. The dark world accompanied by Xiao Kunpeng was overwhelmed, and the bodies of those spiritual masters exploded, and they could not die any more.
Chapter completed!