Chapter 600 Three-Year Deadline (2)

Yuan Lingtian, Luosogou, Jiuqu Xiangxuehai, the Baimei clan.

This is a clan of great cultivators in the hidden world. An ancestor who is half a step above the heavenly realm sits in charge, but he does not appear in the world. He always behaves in a low-key manner, bows his head and lowers his eyebrows. He is willing to be a vassal of a secular immortal dynasty. He pays tribute all year round during the four seasons and eight festivals. , which vividly interprets the purpose of "secluded and free".

The biggest characteristic of the White Eyebrow clan is that both men and women, old and young, are born with a pair of white eyebrows. They also drink the spirit wine brewed from the plums of ten thousand-year-old plum trees in the Xiangxue Sea all year round. Their skin color is as white as snow, and they all look good.

But today, the Baimei clan has reached the level of two Taishang Ancestors who are half-stepping into the Heavenly Realm, down to the fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy who has just forged the furnace. Their faces are all red with anger, and their natural white eyebrows are almost turning into red with blood. red!

Having kept a low profile for a lifetime and reclusive for tens of thousands of years, the Baimei clan never got involved in the ups and downs of the Yuan Lingtian cultivation world, but this time, they were tricked by their own in-laws!

Looking at the pair of young men and women covered in blood in front of him, the white eyebrow ancestor's three-foot-long white eyebrows shook violently in front of him, and he roared angrily: "You two damned Sect Stars... just run away for your lives. What are you doing here with this scourge?"

For this pair of young men and women, the man is Ye Bai, the young leader of the Baimei clan, and the woman is his wife, Yun Xin'er, the royal princess of the Jiuyun Immortal Dynasty where Luosogou is located. Ten years ago, Ye Bai traveled to the Imperial City of Jiuyunxian Dynasty, and he and Yun Xin'er, the bastard, looked at mung beans and got married naturally!

In this competition for the status of the six sects and eighteen sects, the Jiuyun Immortal Dynasty was originally a vassal of the Jiuyi Sect, a hundred strong sects. In the past three years of fierce fighting, the Jiuyi Sect was almost destroyed, but the Jiuyun Immortal Dynasty joined forces and gathered together. A large number of small and medium-sized forces formed an alliance and grabbed a silver medal representing the status of the eighteen factions!

However, with the news from Dajue Temple, the three-year period is approaching, and the Changsheng Sect and Dajue Temple will start to purge all forces that are not included in the list of the six sects and eighteen sects. Therefore, the competition for these gold and silver medals will immediately begin. It's in a state of intense heat!

The Jiuyun Immortal Dynasty was wiped out by unknown forces just three days ago. From the royal family to the subordinate small and medium-sized families, everyone with cultivation was killed, leaving no grass, no chickens and dogs left.

It happened that Ye Bai and Yun Xin'er had this fate. The couple took the silver medal that countless people were fighting for and fled back to the screw ditch. They fled back to the Jiuqu Xiangxue Sea and took the blood-stained silver medal. Respectfully presented to the Great Ancestor Baimei, the Second Ancestor, and a group of elders and relatives!

The white-browed ancestor jumped on his feet and yelled and cursed.

Ye Bai looked at the hysterical ancestor with a blank look on his face: "Ancestor, this is the silver medal of the Eighteen Sects of the Three Religions, Six Sects and Eighteen Sects. With him, our Baimei Clan can rise strongly!"

Grand Ancestor Baimei slapped Ye Bai and sent him flying nearly a mile away. He flew directly out of the ancestral hall, flew out of the gate, and hit an old plum tree as thick as a three-person hug. The thick plum tree was smashed into pieces. Ye Bai also suffered multiple fractures all over his body and was constantly vomiting blood!

"Idiot! Idiot! I should have killed you... No, your father... No, when your grandfather was just born, knowing that he would raise such a scourge like you, I should have killed your grandfather directly Throw him into a water tank and suffocate to death!"

The Great Ancestor Baimei roared: "The Immortality Sect, Dajue Temple, and Senluo Sect, if they want to cleanse them, clean them. I, the Baimei clan, have been keeping a low profile for so many years. In the Luosogou Valley and the Jiuqu Xiangxue Sea, for tens of thousands of years, the lonely souls In a remote place where no wild ghosts come, we managed to escape the catastrophe thirty thousand years ago... Whether they can find us during their purge is still open to question!"

"Even if they want to purge us, we just need to find a force from the six sects and eighteen sects to join us directly. We, the Baimei clan, never care about face or anything like that. We only want the safety of our clan members and the peace of our family. What kind of face do we want? Isn't it just to bow down to others and be a coward? , bark a few nice sounds and give some gifts during the holidays? What’s the big deal?"

"You brought back such a bad brand so quickly, you want to make the Baimei clan..."

Before he finished speaking, there was a loud thunder in the sky, and the thunder light suddenly crisscrossed the sky, turning into a huge thunder net, covering the eight hundred miles of fragrant snow sea airtight. Countless monks dressed in black and wearing blood-colored armor, with murderous looks all over their bodies, stood outside the thunder net, with fierce eyes, overlooking the houses and pavilions of the Baimei clan in the large plum blossom forest!

"Two lost puppies, running very fast!"

A hoarse, cold voice with a hint of cruelty sounded faintly: "Haha, this road is really easy for the gentlemen to chase... tsk tsk!"

Grand Ancestor Baimei grabbed the silver medal and rushed out of the ancestral hall. He restrained his aura and suppressed the fluctuation of his magic power to the level of a golden lotus. He knelt down respectfully, held up the silver medal with both hands, and said with a flattering smile: "Senior Have mercy, the two young people are ignorant and brought back this treasure that should belong to the seniors!"

"The little old man knows that he has neither talent nor virtue, and is not worthy of such a valuable treasure. Please be kind to me, accept this treasure, and spare my whole family... The little man is willing to join the sect of my senior, do your best, and be driven as you please! "

Ye Bai vomited blood, and his face turned pale. He remembered his ancestral teachings, trembled all over, and was speechless. He finally realized that it didn't matter that he fled back to Xiangxuehai with Yun Xin'er... But he brought the silver medal back, which was... this was... the bane of the family's destruction!

In the ancestral hall, Yun Xin'er, whose body was covered with wounds and whose clothes were soaked in blood, walked out of the ancestral hall shivering. She looked up at the dense sky and saw at least millions of black-clothed monks at a glance, with a flash in her eyes. The evil aura flashed through and she hissed: "Ancestor, you are a master of half-step heaven and human realm...why are you so servile?"

"As long as you eradicate these bloody butchers, ancestor, I, as a member of the royal family of the Jiuyun Immortal Dynasty, will call on the states and counties of the Immortal Dynasty to raise troops to help. All the troops stationed in various places of the Jiuyun Immortal Dynasty will be under the command of the Baimei clan!"

The Great Ancestor Baimei held a mouthful of old blood in his throat and almost spit it out.

The Second Ancestor Baimei rushed forward angrily and covered Yun Xin'er's mouth regardless of his identity. He was overly excited and accidentally used a little more strength with his right hand. A series of 'click' sounds directly crushed Yun Xin'er's jaw bone, and a row of big teeth were crushed to pieces by the huge force.

High in the sky, countless black-clothed monks trembled in fright. Many black-clothed monks suddenly rose into the sky, and each of them looked at the white-browed Great Ancestor kneeling below in utter embarrassment.

There were only seventeen monks wearing black robes, with a beautiful woman and nine skeletal babies embroidered on the robes with dark green silk thread. They dropped dozens of feet simultaneously, and a suffocating half-blood of half-blood suddenly poured out of their bodies. The unique Taoist rhyme fluctuations in Butianrenjing.

"Half-step heavenly being? This white-browed Taoist friend, you are hiding very deep!" A skinny old man looked at the white-browed ancestor and kept laughing strangely.

Grand Ancestor Baimei swallowed with great difficulty, looked back at Yun Xin'er, who almost fainted from the pain, and murmured: "I already know that this woman is a lost star..."

He continued to kneel on the ground, holding the silver medal in both hands, and said with a dry smile: "Senior, what are you talking about... In front of senior, the little old man's little cultivation is not worth mentioning... Senior, please take the sake of the little old man's respect. Spare the little old man!"

The long eyebrows trembled slightly, and the white-browed Great Ancestor said softly: "Young old man is willing to bring all the young and old in the family to serve under my senior, no matter how you drive me!"

The second ancestor of Baimei also smiled particularly brightly: "The Baimei clan also has some advantages. The spiritual wine brewed by our clan, the secret preserved fruit, and the scented tea made from old plum petals are all high-quality products, which are enough to satisfy our seniors. !”

The skinny old man laughed strangely: "Let's put it this way..."

"Speaking of which, the time has come and you haven't gotten the silver medal yet. It can be seen that you are not among the destined numbers." Lu Qian suddenly appeared above these black-clothed monks. He looked down and said with a smile: "It is destiny, since you are waiting. Those who are not among them are demons and heretics. The young monk is a disciple of Buddhism, and it is his duty to slay demons and rectify the righteous path of heaven and earth!"

The seventeen black-clothed monks who were half-stepping into the heavenly realm all raised their heads and looked at Lu Qian with pale faces.

Millions of black-clothed monks looked at Lu Yi one after another. Many monks who did not know Lu Yi's origins and did not recognize him relied on their own strength and the presence of seventeen of their own elders to point at Lu Yi and yell. .

The skinny old man looked pale and screamed: "Wait, shut up!"

Lu Qian had already raised his right hand, and the three-color Buddhist flames of the Qingning Heart Lamp slowly emerged from his palm. A golden Buddha's power was injected into the Qingning Heart Lamp, and the three-color flame suddenly soared. Just after hearing the sound of "hoo", above the thunder net, the bodies of countless monks in black ignited three-color Buddha flames at the same time.

Those monks who were under the realm of the void were instantly turned into a wisp of smoke when they were lightly rolled by the purifying Buddha flames. Their bodies and spirits were destroyed, their souls were scattered, and they had no chance of reincarnation.

The monks in the Illuminating Void Realm frantically activated their Dao Fruit, and powerful Dao Rhymes turned into ripples visible to the naked eye and surged rapidly around. They mobilized the power of the Dao to resist the invasion of the Buddha's flames, but they only lasted three breaths before the Dao fruit was completely refined by the Purifying Buddha's flames, following in the footsteps of other monks.

There are only seventeen black-clothed monks who are half-stepping into the heavenly realm. They frantically extract the power of the void world and turn it into a thick barrier to protect themselves. The Buddha's flames burn their bodies, but they are stronger than other monks. Much more resistant to burning.

The skinny old man screamed: "Master Fahai...Senior Fahai...Ancestor Fahai...the time has not come yet, it has not come yet...there is still more than a month, more than a month!"

Lu Qian looked down at the group of monks in black and said calmly: "Ah, really? I remembered the time wrong!"

A little peace of mind lamp, a Sanskrit chant sounded, and the seventeen half-step celestial beings howled in unison, and were instantly turned into flying ashes.

The Baimei clan is dead and silent.

Lu Qian looked down at them and said with a smile: "Okay, you will sign up for yourselves. From now on, you will be one of the eighteen sects of the six sects... Well, you have a few disciples. We have to open our doors and recruit talented people from all over the world. This is the right way to achieve sustainable development!"