Chapter 323

Seeing the two beginners standing still, people's hearts beat for a while.

"White night!"

Fu Wuqing's face, which looks like the ice of ten thousand years, shows a trace of excitement and joy. Her eyes are like stars. She hasn't seen the white night for several years since they left the summer and went to practice in Qunzhong. Compared with the original, the change of white night is huge, people become more upright, and more handsome, but she can still recognize through the familiar contour.

"It's said that both Fu chuzong and Bai chuzong are from Daxia. Fu chuzong and Bai chuzong should know each other, right?" Feng Qingyu beside her couldn't help asking.

"I have known him for a long time, but I haven't seen him for a long time. He is like man and nature, but I still can't move forward." Fu heartless and bitter smile. Since she joined the Qing Dynasty, she has heard most about outsiders in the door every day, that is, white night. Tiantianfeng, Tianhua City, shennu palace, wufangcheng, these things are so shocking that they shock the world. Even if she wants to avoid it, she can't concentrate on cultivation. After all, these things are too shocking.

In particular, after white night was promoted to Qingtian chuzong, various sects were thinking about how to bring the white night together, and the first emperor of the Qing Dynasty held several meetings to discuss this issue.

"In this war, did Fu chuzong want Bai chuzong to win or Zixiao chuzong to win?" At this time, Feng Qingyu asked again.

"Naturally, it's day night." Fu mercilessly does not think about cableway.

"Is it?" Feng Qingyu shook his head and sighed slightly: "I hope you can win with a smile."

"Why?" Asked the other.

"Because Bai chuzong is so dazzling." Feng Qingyu's eyes seeped with fatigue: "he entered the first Zong list within two years, then all the way through the general, killed to the third position, and promoted to Qingtian chuzong... Don't you think it's terrible? What about the talent, talent, talent? Are we worthy of being called genius in front of him? "

People are lost in thought.

"If Bai Ye is defeated here, it will prove that he is not invincible, not the most powerful genius. We can practice under him, and even have the opportunity to surpass him in the future. But if even Zixiao chuzong can't stop him, then... We are so sad!" Feng Qingyu sighed.

"It is the tragedy of the genius of the whole era to coexist with such amazing and unparalleled genius in this era." Fu pitilessly sighed and understood the meaning of Feng Qingyu, but her eyes were filled with firmness: "however, this does not change my mind, I still hope to win by night, even if the talent is worse than him? Is talent really that important? As long as any soul is willing to practice in a down-to-earth way, talent is only a secondary thing in the end. "

Feng Qingyu Leng next, toward Fu mercilessly embrace Fist: "taught."

The white night is quiet, and the Taoist Yin and Yang stand not far away from Jianyue for the array.

The soul power overflowing from him is extremely weak. As long as the soul reaches the third level of martial spirit state, he can easily see through the soul state of white night.

But Zixiao, however, is already the middle martial spirit venerable.

What a disparity in strength!

"Is this white night? It doesn't seem like a big deal. " A young man sneered.

"It is said that he slaughtered wufangcheng alone, but some people said that it was because of the help of yin and Yang Daoists. However, in terms of the strength of white night, he killed the Mo family alone, which is just a fantasy!" Another middle-aged man said.

"Let's wait and see. If white night is just bluffing, he'll show himself later." An old woman sneered. This is Li Shuyu, an elder from Meihua Mountain. She came to attend the marriage between zongmen city and goddess palace.

Li Shuyu is not the only one with a skeptical attitude. More people on the scene are also skeptical about the strength of white night. Although there is Qingtian chuzong's identity certificate, the soul state of white night is really too low.

"Father, can brother really fight through the night?" Zong Yuanhai looked at Zixiao and found that Zixiao's expression remained serious from the beginning to the end. His confident heart also became a little uneasy. He and Zixiao grew up from childhood, never seen Zixiao show such an expression.

Zixiao, very serious!

"Don't worry, Zixiao has never let me down for so many years! Today, he will shine for my family

Zong Xiaoshen road.

I saw son smile forward a few steps, to the white night made a salute, Lang Sheng way: "Bai chuzong, today's war, power when you and I fight, no matter who you and I win or lose, I hope you and I, there is no gap, any resentment."

"I won't take the initiative to provoke anyone, unless the other party touches my bottom line. I hope zixiaochuzong can remember the agreement we made before and don't break the promise." The white night is light.

"Of course." Son smile raised his hand, Lang drink: "white chuzong, don't waste time, move it!"

At night, his eyes were frozen, and he stepped forward, and his momentum changed instantly.

But at this critical moment, a voice rang out.

"Stop it!"

The whole audience was shocked, but they saw the goddess palace coming towards this side."Purple Huan?"

Zong Yuanhai was stunned.

"Here comes the goddess palace!" People called.

The cause of the battle between Bai Ye and Zi Xiao is the goddess palace. Some people say that Bai Ye Chong Guan becomes a beauty. Today, it seems that it is true.

The goddess of purple Huan came running on foot with a look of great anxiety, and her beautiful face was so charming that people were fascinated.

White night indifferently looked at the woman over there, eyes no joy and no sorrow.

Zixiao was slightly suspicious. He saw the white night in a very clear eyes. It seemed that he did not have much love for the goddess of purple Huan. If the white night did not interfere with the marriage because of his admiration for the goddess of purple Huan, what was the purpose of his coming here?

"What are you doing? Get out of here

Zongxiao drank.

"Yes, purple Huan, it has nothing to do with you. Go back and prepare quickly. When the elder brother wins the white night, it will be when you and I get married!" Zong Yuanhai also called out.

"Patriarch, master Yuanhai, please forgive me. I came here for me in the white night. Let Zihuan persuade him to leave. The battle is over..." the goddess of Zihuan made a salute to the family members, drooping her eyes.

"You don't have to persuade me. I only ask you one question. You need to answer me truthfully."

The white night turns around and stares at the goddess of purple Huan.

The goddess of purple Huan trembled, her eyes slightly moist and her pink lips clenched.

"Ye Er, what do you want to ask..." her voice was shaking.

"Do you really want to marry a family?" The night sank.

The heart of the goddess of purple Huan was pounding, and her pupils contracted slightly.

"This..."

"I hope you don't cheat me!" The white night was fixed on her eyes without blinking.

If the goddess Zihuan said yes, she would leave on the spot because it was his mother's choice.

After a long time, she covered her chest and whispered, "I... I don't want to... But..."

"that's enough!"

White night seems to get the answer, directly interrupted her words, light way: "in this case, I will not let you marry them!"

"Purple Huan! What do you say

Zong Yuanhai heard the sound, but she felt ashamed. With so many people here, the goddess of Zihuan said that she didn't want to marry Zong's family. He felt extremely humiliated. Moreover, before the wedding started, Zihuan appeared in public, which made Zong's family feel shameless.

"Purple Huan, go back now! You will be my family member right away. You should understand the rules of my family and don't be disgraced here! "

Zongxiao also drank furiously.

The performance of the goddess of purple Huan made him extremely unhappy.

"What do you say?"

In a flash, the eyes of the white night were red, and the murderous spirit broke out. His pupils were staring at zongxiao and others like a fierce beast. He said grimly, "do you dare to insult her again? Do you believe that I step on the Zong family today?"

There was a tremor all around.

The family was shocked.

Zong Xiaoqi's whole body trembled and said angrily: "white night! You're crazy

"I will not repeat it the second time. From now on, anyone who dares to insult the goddess of purple Huan will be killed on the spot. Even if it is a martial spirit Master, I will not be merciful!" The white night is domineering and cold.

As soon as this remark fell, the whole audience was shocked.

What does that mean? Is white night sure to kill the warrior soul worshiper?

"Bai chuzong! You and I duel, or continue as usual! Don't waste your time! " Zixiao frowns slightly and feels that the development of tense will only get worse and worse.

"Are you the hope and sustenance of the family? Good! I'll defeat you first and let the Zong family die completely! "

As soon as the sound falls, a light comes out of the head of the white night and goes straight into the sky.

The soul of heaven!

Jiuchong heaven soul of the heaven!

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha, is there only one heaven soul? White night, is this your dependence? " Zong Yuanhai laughed.

But soon, his smile became stiff, and there was only endless shaking in his pupils...

he saw four lines on his face that looked like a God's canvas, and the four lines flickered like flame burning on his face.

Four gods and two spirits!

Plus the Jiuchong heaven soul!

The spirit of five lives!

There was no sound outside the city.

All the people opened their mouths and eyes, staring at the young man, and no one spoke for a long time.

Against the sky! This is almost against the weather!

This! Is the white night's dependence!

The five born souls of heaven! The whole clan! Unique, unparalleled in the world!!

White night face cold, eyes full of ferocity, step toward the son smile to walk.

At that moment, Zixiao felt as if his shoulders were pressed by the mountains, and even his breathing became difficult.

"No, no, no, no, No? What a talent this is... Bai chuzong!! Is that what you depend on? "The son laughs to return to God, bitterly smiles repeatedly.

The five born souls of heaven! Even if his soul is poor? With this talent against heaven! He's enough to level down the warrior spirit Master!

This moment! No one dares to question the white night again!!

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