The sword is getting closer and closer.

Before it has completely fallen, the smell of death alone has filled between the two hearts.

"Hiss!"

However, at this time, yeyi's waist suddenly burst into a dazzling light.

The light swept out.

Almost in an instant, he bounced Bai Qianyi's sword.

The long sword came out. Bai Qianyi rolled back in mid air. Looking at the cracked tiger's mouth, he was full of disbelief.

Of course, the cracked tiger's mouth was not enough to attract all her mind, but looked at the picture that fell off yeyi's waist and then slowly rose into the sky.

The night that thought they were going to die, they also reacted and looked at the picture slowly floating in shock.

Under the gaze of the crowd, the picture scroll slowly spread out in mid air under the light.

"Draw!"

"Yi'er, look, it's the picture Mr. gave you!"

The night could tremble and shout excitedly.

"To my father, it's the painting given to me by my husband. It's the painting given to me by my husband."

Yeyi also set aside excited tears and shouted, "Mr. Zhang never miscalculated. He had expected everything to follow."

"Yes, sir, I must have expected all this."

The night can excitedly answer the cavity, and his face is full of admiration. "I said, sir, why did you send you a painting? It turned out to be so."

Bai Qianyi was cold all over and frowned tightly.

Because she felt an absolute threat on this painting, which was more terrible than the appearance of Xiangyun black robed man.

However, she was reluctant to acknowledge the threat.

After all, in her eyes, the outside world, which has been inherited for only 20 million years, is just a remote place compared with the lingxu world, which has been inherited for several centuries.

These countrymen can only be slaves in front of her, a goddess of the white Yangzhen palace.

So.

A wood carving is enough to make her unexpected or even unacceptable.

How could she be willing to accept what he was afraid of when this rural place appeared again and again?

Her identity.

Her pride does not allow her to be afraid.

Finally.

The scroll was completely spread out in mid air and a woman appeared.

She was slim and graceful, sitting with her chin dragged, full of delicious food.

"Is that you?"

Bai Qian recognized that the woman in the picture was yeyi at a glance, and the vigilance on his face was immediately swept away.

This woman herself is just a waste, not to mention in the picture?

Sure enough.

The threat just now is an illusion.

A cold smile welled up on her face.

But the next moment.

She found that her idea was wrong.

The woman in the painting seemed to be alive. She bent her head and fixed her eyes on Bai Qianyi.

And in the eyes, there seems to be energy hidden.

Somehow, this vision made Bai Qianyi feel numb on his scalp, and the sneer on his face solidified instantly.

Before she calmed down, two columns of white light came straight out of the woman's eyes in the painting and forced Bai Qian.

Where the light column passes, the space directly evaporates into nothingness and ripples in circles.

An unprecedented sense of crisis and fear filled Bai shallow's heart.

It made her tremble and sweat.

Rao is proud of her. At this moment, the first thought in her heart is to run.

Because she strongly felt that if she was attacked by these two pillars of light, she would only fall.

The immortal power surged in the body. Bai Qian stepped on the void and flew to the far air with his life.

While running away, she breathed quickly. When she looked back at her back, her eyes widened in horror.

beam.

Has reached behind her.

"No."

"No."

She screamed with a sharp scream, and her body was eager to dodge.

But all this is just useless.

The two beams of light ran directly through her body and burst into blood rain in mid air.

No bones.

Only the air still vaguely echoed her scream.

Seeing this scene in the whole process, YENENG and the four patriarchs also felt their scalp numb.

The power of those two beams of light is really terrible!

However.

The light of the painting did not weaken, and yeyi's eyes in the painting moved again.

With this move, two more beams of light shot out into the far air.

More than a dozen miles away, the void shook, Bai Qian came out with fear on his face, and sat down on the ground with a cold sweat on his forehead.

The sense of crisis of death is really terrible.

She never imagined that the goddess of baiyangzhen palace in lingxu world had died twice in this remote place on the same day.

This also means that the three marks on her arm have dimmed two.

But she just took a breath and the sense of crisis reappeared.

She looked back and suddenly found that two beams of light shot from the far air and directly locked her.

"Ah!"

"No."

"I'm wrong, I'm wrong, please, don't kill me."

Bai Qianyi's eyes were filled with extreme fear. Staring at the place where the light column came, there was a voice of prayer.

However.

The light column did not stay for half a minute because of her begging for mercy.

Hiss!

beam.

Pierced her body again.

Her newly resurrected life had vanished before she even had time to move.

Another place ten miles away.

Bai Qianyi came out of space again.

When she came out, she looked full of fear. While taking a big breath, she didn't dare to stay and flee to the distance.

Because all the marks on her arm disappeared.

If she dies again, it represents her Bai Qianyi's life and has completely come to the end.

She ran hurriedly and looked back at her back.

Sure enough.

In the space behind.

There are two faint lights shining.

Seeing this scene, Bai Qianyi was almost frightened. With trembling palms, he took out a golden scroll from the storage ring and threw it out.

The flash of scroll light made a black transmission array appear above her head.

This scroll can instantly send her back to baiyangzhen palace.

However.

Such a little distance from the transmission array also made her feel like a gutter, because the light column shot again has broken through the air.

Despair fills Bai Qianyi's heart.

She stepped forward desperately, and at the same time, there was a hysterical voice in her mouth.

"Help me, ancestor, master, patriarch, elder, help me... Please, help me..."

Feeling the more and more intense crisis behind her, she longed to look at the transmission array. She looked as embarrassed as she wanted.

Finally.

A figure appeared from the transmission array.

He is an old man in his sixties.

He has a fairy spirit, holds the dust in his hand, and exudes a strong breath all over.

"Elder Yun, help me."

Seeing someone, Bai Qianyi seemed to have caught a straw and shouted in a hoarse voice.

"Don't be afraid, goddess. I'm here. No one can hurt you."

As soon as the old cloud's face coagulated, he stepped out of the transmission array immediately, mixed with the sound of immortal power, shaking out of the air.

"Baiyangzhen palace cloud is always here. Who dares to hurt my goddess?"

However.

As soon as his voice fell, two beams of light penetrated his body directly.