Chapter 1166

White speechless looked at the old man coldly. After a long time, his face gradually eased a lot. He smiled and added: "die!"

"In that case, come on!" Bai Wuyan's words also deeply angered the evil old man. A force suddenly surged out of his body. It felt like a dam breaking the dike. The surging flood suddenly tilted down and instantly covered the invisible barrier in front of Bai Wuyan!

"Break it for me!" the old man suddenly jumped up, and his surging strength suddenly became more violent and swept towards Bai Wuyan.

Rao is so. Bai Wuyan is still not in a hurry. His hands are slightly sealed. Just like the old devil, a surge of strength poured out, and his hands resist the enemy, expanding the invisible barrier in front of him countless times.

"Hum!" the evil old man snorted coldly and said angrily, "I'll see how long you can support."

"Oh, really?" Bai Wuyan suddenly outlined a playful smile at the corner of his mouth. His body suddenly flashed and disappeared in place. When he appeared again, he was less than one meter away from the old man.

The two people looked at each other with four eyes. The old devil saw a strong color of playfulness from the wordless half. I don't know why, which made the old devil's heart suddenly rise a bad hunch. After a long time of Kung Fu, the old devil shouted to himself: "no!"

"Not good..." similarly, Dongfang Haotian and his party, who were thousands of kilometers away, suddenly shouted. They looked at Bai Wuyan in horror and said painfully: "Bai Valley master, this is self explosion, in order to die with the old devil!"

"You don't want to die, but you burst!" the old devil was also aware of this problem. He looked at Bai Wuyan with a frightened face and suddenly stepped back.

Unfortunately, the matter has been so far. Bai Wuyan has already been brewing. Looking at the heart demon old man coldly, since they have decided to explode, how can they let the heart demon old man leave?

"Get down!" sooner or later, a group of people in Dongfang Haotian, kilometers away, shouted loudly, and pressed Zhao Sanjin and Lin Qingqing under them at the same time.

"Madman..." the evil old man roared with a mother sell batch look on his face. Unfortunately, just after the voice fell, a violent noise exploded between the two: "Bang..."

The huge buzzing sound fell, and Zhao Sanjin did not see the mushroom cloud like the atomic bomb burst out, but an invisible momentum was no less powerful than the atomic bomb, and suddenly swept towards everyone.

Zhao Sanjin, who was pressed by Dongfang Haotian, can still feel how powerful the spread force is under Bai Wuyan's exposure.

Zhao Sanjin felt that although there was no radiation from the atomic bomb or the buzzing sound after the missile exploded, the power was really not much. At least, the strong wind from the pavement after the self explosion alone had cut Zhao Sanjin's ears.

I don't know how long it took Zhao Sanjing to feel his body light. Dongfang Haotian has stood up and looked at the thousands of mountains. For a moment, an unspeakable injury was obviously written on his face.

"Unexpectedly, the powerful and famous white Valley master will end up like this in the end. It's really an insult to the white Valley master in his life!" Dongfang Haotian whispered to himself and looked sad. It can be seen that Dongfang Haotian is really sorry.

For Zhao Sanjin, Bai Wuyan is just a name. To a large extent, it is the spokesman of the first sect in the Wulin. In the final analysis, there is nothing special for Zhao Sanjin.

However, for a member of waiwulin with a little seniority, Bai Wuyan is not only a spokesman of a sect, but also the goal pursued by generations and the heartfelt respect of many people.

It is no exaggeration to say that Bai Wuyan ended his life with self explosion. At the same time, it also ended the lifelong pursuit of many people!

In a short period of sixty or seventy years, a person can go from region to heaven, from nothing to the flourishing of his children, because only those who have really stayed in the Wulin for decades know that the word Baiyue Valley did not exist a hundred years ago.

White Moon Valley can go from a nihilistic rank to a sect that is familiar to every population now, to a sect that everyone dreams of entering, and now when it comes to White Moon Valley, they will involuntarily worship some sects. How many people know the twists and turns?

Yes, the founder of Bai Yuegu is actually Bai Wuyan. From a young man who is not famous in the Wulin to his own sect, he has developed the sect step by step to today. From this point alone, we can see the power of Bai Wuyan!

The first sect in the outer Wulin, this name is definitely not boasted. The real inside information. Bai Wuyan went to Qianshan mausoleum this time and hasn't brought it out yet!

Unfortunately, now everything has become a thing of the past. The era of Bai Wuyan has completely declared the end. Once Bai Wuyan dies, I'm afraid the only thing left is memory!

Beside Dongfang Haotian, Zhao Sanjin stood up with Lin Qingqing and said with a bitter smile, "are you okay?"

He nodded. Lin Qingqing didn't care about this problem, but smiled bitterly. His eyes fell on Dongfang Haotian, who was still sad around him. He slowly said, "Uncle Dongfang, white Valley master, is this dead, right?"

"Dead!" Dongfang Haotian nodded noncommittally, with a bleak smile: "it's all self exploding. Can it survive?"

"The reason why the white Valley leader did this is for the safety of the whole outer Wulin. His death is quite great!" Lin Qingqing has more experience in the outer Wulin than Zhao Sanjin, so he knows more or less about Bai Wuyan. Therefore, this is the reason why she will ask.

"I know all this. Don't worry. I just sigh. There's nothing else." Dongfang Haotian shook his head reluctantly, glanced at the same silent people around him, and finally looked at Zhao Sanjin and said slowly: "Bai Wuyan Valley master is not only the valley master of Bai Yue Valley, but also a legend of the outer Wulin. Now Bai Wuyan Valley master has sacrificed himself for the outer Wulin. As the current mausoleum master, say something."

"I..." Zhao Sanjin was a little embarrassed. At the moment, he really didn't know what to say. After all, he didn't speak, but he didn't understand at all. What if he said something wrong?

Finally, Zhao Sanjin, who was silent for a while, frowned lightly and said slowly, "the leader of the white wordless Valley has sacrificed his life for the whole foreign Wulin. Let's go down and have a look. The people who cut the evil nightmare gate are the biggest sacrifice to the leader of the white wordless Valley!"

"That's right!" as soon as Zhao Sanjin's voice fell, it immediately won everyone's approval. Moreover, before Zhao Sanjin presided over it, some people rushed down impatiently and quickly ran towards the position of the evil old man.

At this moment, there was only one thought in everyone's mind, that is, to catch the old devil alive and send him to the Mountain Gate of magic nightmare gate to make an example!

Unfortunately, when everyone arrived at Bai Wuyan's position, the old devil had already run away. He just followed the blood all the way for 100 meters. Finally, although he failed to take down the people, people can also be sure that the old devil was seriously injured.

"Damn it, he ran away!" someone ran back after chasing for 100 meters and roared angrily.

They didn't say much. Looking at the empty terrain in front of them, everyone stood silently. Whether Bai Wuyan was really dead or dead without bones, but everyone seemed unwilling to accept the fact and stopped and stood in place.

"The white Valley leader is a legend of the Wulin. If it is normal to die, I believe everyone present can accept it, but now the white Valley leader is dead in the hands of the devil's gate. We can't swallow it anyway."

In the crowd, a middle-aged man in his early fifties roared angrily. Although he made a simple statement, he welcomed everyone's approval and shouted, "yes, we want to avenge the white Valley leader!"

"Everybody!" Zhao Sanjin stood in the middle of the crowd and looked around at everyone present. After a while, he added: "We can't copy the life of the white Valley leader, but the tragic death of the white Valley leader is not something we can put down. Now, the nightmare door has come once. I believe there will be no second time in a short time. Therefore, should we return a gift to them this second time?"

"That's right!" everyone answered together. Zhao Sanjin was really surprised by his powerful voice.

At least, Zhao Sanjing knows a problem, that is, Bai Wuyan's voice in the outer Wulin is really high. Even on this issue, I'm afraid even Zhao Dengxian, the weaver girl, laments herself.

"In that case, let's discuss the matter of attacking the devil's gate. Once it is settled, it is the best time for us to give back to the devil's gate." Zhao Sanjin struck while the iron is hot. Now that the matter has developed to this step, we can only meet the difficulties.

Everyone listened to Zhao Sanjin's words. Today, the people who can stand in Qianshan mausoleum have made it clear that their enemies are the same person, so they must unite.

Of course, the people haven't returned yet. Zhao Dengxian and several people who are safe and sound also quickly rushed over, looked at the people and said without any hesitation: "go back to the conference hall first. Now that the magic nightmare door has been started, we don't have much time left."

Everyone nodded, turned and left. Zhao Dengxian stopped Zhao Sanjin and said, "wait a minute. I have something to tell you."

Zhao Sanjing looked at Zhao Dengxian with a puzzled face and said, "what's the matter?"