More than half a day later, leiyunzong, the holy land of the immortal family, was turned into a barren mountain by Ning Xiaolei.

Apart from the beautiful scenery, the mountain is bare, and there is no school that once existed here.

"There seems to be nothing left out."

Ning Xiaolei claps his hands excitedly and his face is full of satisfaction.

Everything here was brought into the refining pot by him, and the houses that could not be taken away because of the array were forced to disperse the array by him.

As for those houses that look down upon, they will be smashed directly and never leave a whole brick and tile.

"Almost. We can go."

Poetry is full of black lines. I really don't know how to say Ning Xiaolei.

It's OK to rob things, but this is nothing. She silently mourns for those forces who offend Ning Xiaolei.

Out of Lei yunzong, Ning Xiaolei originally wanted to go to the other several, think or forget.

In addition, he has spent a lot of time in leiyunzong. It's time to accompany Shiyun to the scene.

When Ning Xiaolei and Shiyun arrived, many people had already appeared in the original place of baishanzong.

There are not only Yanhuang people, but also many practitioners in Qinzhou. They are attracted by the vision.

But seeing the situation at the scene, many people were not calm for a moment, and their faces were full of shock.

They all know that this is the location of Baishan sect, but there is Baishan sect in front of them, even Taibai mountain where Baishan sect is disappeared.

Instead, there is a huge palmprint trapped in it. Everything seems so incredible.

But what kind of power can cause such great damage?

"Shiyun, are you here?"

Seeing the rhyme of the poem, the people of Yanhuang came up with enthusiasm or hospitality.

To be exact, it's not all of Yanhuang, but two young people.

Ning Xiaolei took a look and saw that they were the early accomplishments of the kingdom.

Nothing to be courteous, nothing to be courteous.

Based on Ning Xiaolei's experience, we can quickly judge that these two people may have some interest in poetic rhyme.

Ning Xiaolei, of course, would not tolerate it. With a light cough, he came forward and stopped them from looking at the poem.

"What are you doing, who are you?" One of them frowned and said something unpleasant.

In fact, they have found Ning Xiaolei for a long time, and they are not happy to see him coming with Shiyun.

But they didn't expect that Ning Xiaolei would dare to stop them from looking at the poetic charm. Naturally, he was even more impolite.

Ning Xiaolei curled his lips and said, "your elders didn't tell you. Do you want to introduce yourself before asking others?"

"I..."

Two people in Yanhuang department were immediately flushed and thick necked by Ning Xiaolei's words, and they were ready to express it by gnashing their teeth.

At this time, an old man in the rear came forward and stopped them. His face was very ugly and he said, "I don't want to weigh my weight. My little friend is Wang Jing's medium-term strength. Can you fight? What they said is not unreasonable."

After reprimanding them, the old man looked at Ning Xiaolei and poetic rhyme with a smile: "you are Ning Xiaolei's friend. It's a perfect match for poetic rhyme."

As soon as the old man said this, the two people in Yanhuang's department at the back were like eating a lump of smelly Xiang, and their faces were ugly to death.

The goddess they dream of is said to be a perfect match in front of them by their Yanhuang elders. It's strange that they can feel better.

But what made them almost vomit blood was that poetic rhyme didn't object to it, a tacit appearance.

Ning Xiaolei was stunned and looked at the old man in doubt: "elder, have we met?"