Chapter 610

Countless lightning fell from the dark clouds and entered Bai Zao's body.

This is a process, a coming process.

Even March should have tried to interrupt the process, but she didn't.

She just looked at Bai Zao under the clouds quietly. There was no vigilance or disgust in her eyes, only pity and love.

After the failure of flying, she was reborn with the spring silkworm butterfly Dharma, which was even more urgent, so she began to look for a successor in the world very early. Luo Huainan, Tonglu, Tong Yan and he Kai, the young talented disciples who had participated in the plum blossom festival that year, were all the objects of her investigation. Bai Zao was the focus of her observation. At that time, Bai Zao was congenitally deficient and too weak. She felt that the child could not bear such a heavy pressure, so she turned her attention to Zhao Layue and went to a plum blossom festival.

In any way, Zhao Layue is perfect. The problem is that she went to Shenmo peak and became a reincarnation disciple of Jingyang. After hearing this news, Lian March knew that she would not become her own successor, not to mention that later she knew that Jing Jiu was Jingyang, so she had no idea in this regard.

At that time, Bai Zao returned from the snow field, and the hidden diseases in her body were eliminated. Her strong will under her weak appearance was fully reflected. Naturally, she chose her without hesitation for the winter. Bai Zao didn't disappoint her. When she was sleeping, she arranged the situation of the west sea with Tong Yan, and really nearly killed immortal Taiping.

Yes, she and Bai had no name as teachers and disciples.

When Bai went to Shuiyue nunnery to visit her these years, she was sleeping all the time. After careful calculation, they haven't seen each other. But whether it is ideas, means or ideas, they are the real teachers and disciples. She regarded Bai Zao as her true successor.

Such a lovely and sensible little girl has become such a ghost because of the plot and ambition of Zhongzhou school and Bai family.

Even in March how not distressed?

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With the roaring thunder, countless lightning entered Bai Zao's body.

Even the big things in Tongtian will die on the spot in the face of this kind of bombardment like a natural disaster.

She closed her eyes and still slept very sweet.

I don't know how long it took, the lightning finally stopped, and the clouds returned to calm. It looked like a thick gray felt covering the whole sky.

She woke up, opened her eyes and looked down at the Imperial City, Chaoge city and even the whole Chaotian continent.

Her eyes are not absolutely ruthless, but her emotions are very indifferent. For example, the very light memory will disappear as soon as it is blown by the wind.

This indifference is not water, but more like the wind. There is a condescending feeling beyond the whole world, like a god overlooking the world.

"You're good. Do you know why you can't fly up to the Tao?"

She stood in the sky, looked at Lian March and said calmly, "because your war intention is too strong, you should know that heaven and man should be connected, not fighting."

Her voice is very pleasant to hear, like spring water and silk and bamboo, but it is more tacky, just like fairy music.

Such a moving and beautiful voice is like thunder in the ears of ordinary people, which is extremely terrible.

The eunuchs and maids behind the palace wall covered their ears and fainted one after another. The ministers in the hall and the divine guards outside the city wall also felt that the sky was spinning and could not stand firm.

The bitter boat of yimaozhai retreated several miles outside the Imperial City, and the lotus cloud in the South became much lighter, and the other sects fled far away.

It's just a casual and soft voice, which makes the world unbearable. Even the strong at the level of Zen Zi and bu qiuxiao have to pull away, which shows that her breath is too strong and beyond the scope of the world.

People looked at the black spot like figure in the sky, shocked and thought of a possibility. Isn't it Bai Zao, but... Immortal?

Saints come out in thousands of years, which is a common saying of Chaotian mainland.

The sage here does not only refer to a Maozhai, but refers to the soaring man.

Those practitioners who soar to the avenue are immortals.

There has been a legend about the return of immortals to the world in Chaotian continent, but no one has ever seen it with his own eyes.

But if this happens to Zhongzhou faction, it seems likely.

The man who soared thousands of years ago was the white-edged immortal of Zhongzhou school. Before she left, she left several immortal records for Yunmeng Mountain. Those immortal books once suppressed the Emperor Ming and killed immortal Liu CI. What's strange about bringing her back?

Tan Zhenren said that even March is the strongest person in Chaotian continent, but if the white blade immortal really comes back... Even if she comes back with only a wisp of divine knowledge, it is not something that people in the world can resist, even all the people in the world can't resist!

A sense of awe and shock from the heart made everyone in Chaoge City kneel down.

It's like when Xueji walks through the deep passage of the sword prison, the evil demons in the cells on both sides must kneel down.

This is the difference in the level of life, this is from the deepest fear of life, this is the real crush.

Everyone knelt down and saluted the white woman in the sky. The divine crossbows and arrows behind the palace wall and in the city wall slowly lowered their heads and dared not point at her. The bulaolin assassin on standby in Chaoge city and the roller shutter man hidden in the dark felt the pressure in the sky. They didn't dare to look up at all. They knelt directly to the ground and trembled.

Princess Hu stood in the passage between the side hall and the main hall, her fingers tightly pinching the lattice on the door, her knuckles were pale, her face was even paler, she was paralyzed to the ground, and her eyes were full of fear.

Ah Piao kept floating around the beam column above the side hall. The leaf like bangs were wet with sweat. The mottled light on her small face showed that she was in a more disordered mood and was extremely afraid.

The white blade immortal returned to Chaotian.

The world is quiet, the world is silent, and all the people bow down.

But there are always a few people who don't kneel.

In the restaurant in Chaoge City, Yin San raised a teacup and took a shallow drink to his lips. She looked at the white fairy in the sky and raised her eyebrows slightly.

Qing'er hid behind him. He only dared to show his eyes and looked at the sky. His eyes were full of fear. She has lived in Yunmeng Mountain for tens of thousands of years. She has watched Bai Ren change from a babe to a genius who shocked the world, and finally become a Tianjiao on the mainland, and then soar into an immortal... She knows better than anyone that Bai Ren is powerful and terrible, not to mention that Bai Ren has soared into an immortal. How many times, thousands of times or thousands of times stronger than that in the past?

She noticed that Yin San really didn't have any fear, and didn't pretend. She didn't understand and shouted, "that's an immortal! True immortal! "

Yin San raised her glass to the woman in white in the sky and said calmly, "immortal... It's called immortal when you go out. Now you're all back. What kind of person are you?"

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Ping Yongjia didn't kneel either, because he didn't know what had happened. Otherwise, he might be too shocked and use a dirty word related to immortals or ancestors - in this regard, he was greatly influenced by Zhuo rusui and Yuan opera.

With his eyes closed, he sat cross legged on the stone steps, desperately adverse luck sword yuan, forcing out every sword intention in his body.

The breeze blew his clothes, took up those invisible but qualitative sword ideas, and floated towards the morning light like catkins.

Well nine stood in the morning light and naturally did not kneel.

He quietly looked at the white woman in the sky, looked into her eyes, and seemed to want to see the deepest place.

Countless subtle but pure sword meanings floated from the morning light, and then were swallowed up and digested by those circular apertures. The good night Taoist method in March was really powerful, but it still couldn't stop. There were always two or three sword meanings that missed the net, because there were too many sword meanings floating over.

The morning light has broken two or three filaments.

If all are broken, well nine will get out of trouble. At that time, he will try to see if he can kill the immortal.

He had never seen white blade. The encounter after flying was a sneak attack, but he knew how strong the immortal was. In his previous life, he may have the power of a war. Now no one in Chaotian mainland is her opponent, even if what comes to the world is only her fairy knowledge, or a separate body.

And even if he could kill this part of Bai Ren, Bai Zao, who was possessed by her, would surely die together. But if he had a chance, he would still try to kill each other. This is not brave or ruthless. It's just something he must do, otherwise all of them will die today.

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Even in March, of course, she didn't kneel. She quietly looked at Bai Zao in the sky. There was no pity in her eyes, only absolute calm, just like her voice.

"Whether it's right or wrong, call again."

With these words, she flew up from the square, broke through the air and went away. Her clothes were light, and she entered the gray cloud after a few breaths.

At the moment when she disappeared in the dark clouds, the white blade immortal also disappeared from where she was and went to a higher place.

Even March and the white blade immortal looked at each other from a distance of tens of miles.

This is an empty world, windless and silent, because there is no air.

If they fight here, the fluctuation will be much smaller, and the damage to Chaotian mainland will be much lighter.

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The passage in the dark cloud was soon refilled, and people could no longer see those pictures. Even if some strong practitioners could go to the virtual world to watch the war, who dared to go?

Countless people came out from behind the palace wall, from the halls and from the boat canopy, looked up at the sky, like geese waiting to be fed.

The clouds were suddenly illuminated, and the light should come from higher, but no one knew what was happening there.

Suddenly, a very thin line appeared in the cloud, and then suddenly broke.

A figure fell at a high speed like a meteor. It was even March.

The sky is full of rumbling sound, which is the detonation produced by objects hitting the air at high speed.

People fled in horror.

The restarted Imperial City array was easily broken down.

The meteor fell on the square.

Countless cracks appear on the hard bluestone, just like a cobweb.

Even March fell in the middle of the cobweb and there was no movement.

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