Xiao Yao and the others all stopped and watched.

At this time, above the sky, the clouds were painted with a brilliant purple color, emitting a dazzling light.

Haoran aura shrouded the entire twelve peaks in it.

Xiao Yao stood up straight and looked at the figures of Xu Crazy Ge and the painting fan.

"Are you leaving? Isn't it a little too casual?" Xiao Yao muttered.

For a moment, the sky quickly darkened due to dense clouds, and even the stars above could be seen.

Day and night are reversed, just in this moment.

Immediately afterward, the stars began to swirl wildly, and the wind around them was fierce, and the sand and rocks were flying away.

Gradually, the stars began to slowly piece together a gate of heaven.

"The immortal gate has been opened, Xiao Yao, I'm leaving, I owe you a favor, I'll give it back to you!" After saying this, the long sword in the middle of the Xu Mad singer turned into a golden light, flew towards Xiao Yao, and flew directly into Xiao Yao's body, causing the sea of qi to shake.

"This sword is not a natural treasure, but I have been raising it with a sword heart for hundreds of years, and when you understand the sword heart, you probably have a sword intent. Xu Madge laughed.

Then, the two escaped into the Gate of the Stars.

Xiao Yao sat cross-legged and found that in his body, under the original Yuan Dan, there was another small sword.

Gradually, the stars faded, the clouds dispersed, and the whole world was once again illuminated by the sun.

Xiao Yao stood up and threw his hand at the sky.

Although he still has no way to comprehend the sword heart mentioned in Xu Mad Singer, he knows that this should be regarded as a gift.

At this time, the little monk Xu Suguan walked up, faced Xiao Yao, folded his hands, recited a Buddha name, and then smiled again, and said: "Xiao Yao, this is also your chance, this sword, Xu Yange has used it for more than 700 years, and now it is in your hands, even if it is only a tenth of the comprehension, there is also a chance to seek the way of the sword, if you can't comprehend, it is also a good thing to give it to the person who uses the sword." ”

Xiao Yao just smiled, he squinted his eyes, looked at the sky, and asked, "Xu Crazy Song and the painting fan, did you go to the fairy world?"

"Maybe, maybe not. ”

The little monk's words confused Xiao Yao.

Yes, no, no, what do you mean maybe, maybe not?

The little monk laughed and said: "Behind the door, only those who enter know it, and if you enter, you can't get out, just like the underworld, who knows what the underworld is like?"

"That's right. Xiao Yao smiled and instantly understood.

Suddenly, he asked again: "Xu Crazy Ge has already left, you still don't leave?"

"I'm going to go, but I have to go with you! He's going to the fairy world, and I can't go, so I can't go with him, right?" the little monk said helplessly.

Xiao Yao nodded and asked, "Then where are you going?"

"Go back to the world before me, don't you have a way?" After saying this, the little monk turned his face and looked at the white eyebrows.

Bai Qimei sneered and said, "Do you really think that I will be arrested?"

After saying this, he suddenly began to transport the aura in his body.

As soon as he was in motion, the white aura was pressed down by the little monk's hand.

With another wave of his hand, Bai Qimei's body fell dozens of meters.

"The previous battle has already decided your life and death, so why should the Lord of the White House be obsessed?" the little monk asked.

"If you don't die, I don't want to die!" Bai Qimei said through gritted teeth.

"But now, no one asks your opinion!" the little monk said earnestly with a wink.

Bai Qimei spurted out a mouthful of blood.

On the one hand, it was because the little monk made a move before, which reversed the breath in his body.

On the other hand, it was because he was angry with the little monk Xiao Yao and Xu Yange.

In fact, if you really want to talk about it, Bai Qimei hates Xu Yange the most.

Xu Yangge said at the beginning that the cultivators of the earth cannot enter the realm of the Spirit Sea now, Bai Qimei believed it, he had only stayed in the half-step Spirit Sea for so many years, although he said that he had entered the Spirit Sea realm now, but it was too late, if he had known that this was a lie, maybe he would not have let Xiao Yao live until now. When he met Xiao Yao before, he didn't make a move, not because he was worried that he was not Xiao Yao's opponent, but because he was worried that if he made a move, he would enter the realm of Linghai, and the consequences would be unimaginable.

Later, Xu Yangge said that when the Tianxing Palace was in danger, he would take action.

In fact, at the beginning, Bai Qimei was still a little uneasy, and always felt that Xu Yangge might not have the strength to stop Xiao Yao.

After he saw Xu Yangge's ability, his hanging heart also fell into his stomach.

To be reasonable, Xu Yangge is still very powerful, that is a sword fairy-like character!

However, as the situation developed, he realized that his thoughts were still too simple, and although Xu Yangge's strength was strong, he didn't seem to be on his side.

This made him extremely depressed, and he could only wipe tears in his heart.

If you want to talk about it, you can only say that you are unlucky, before he also thought about helping Xu Madge find the woman he had been looking for, if he found the painting fan in Tianxing Palace, I am afraid that Xu Madge would be extremely excited, and he would kill Xiao Yao by the way.

However, the way of heaven is unfair, and the painting fan is the person of the Cloud Palace.

Thinking about it carefully, Bai Qimei suddenly felt that it was time for him to be relieved.

He stood up with a bitter smile on his face.

Then he burst out laughing.

"I lost, I lost to that bullshit!"

Isn't that fate?

Xiao Yao suddenly got lucky, and rushed towards Bai Qimei.

At this time, Bai Qimei was already in a state of madness, and simply slapped Xiao Yao.

Xiao Yao forced Bai Qimei down the mountain with a sound.

At the same time, his body turned into a white light and rushed away.

Bai Qimei roared angrily, did not retreat, but advanced, and rushed towards Xiao Yao.

For Bai Qimei, his end seems to be doomed, even if he wants to hide, he has no chance of surviving.

Since this is the case, why don't you fight with Xiao Yao for your life?

Even if the final loser is yourself, you have to fight, right?

"The heavens want me to die, but I don't want to die! Today I will go against the sky with my white eyebrows!"

Xiao Yao sighed and slapped Bai Qimei out with a slap.

There are too many people in this world who want to go against the sky, in fact, cultivating immortals is originally a way against the sky.

But if you think about it carefully, there is no way to explain it, even if you really cultivate into a golden immortal, who dares to say that this is not deliberately arranged by the Heavenly Dao?

Everyone wants to get rid of the Heavenly Dao, how can it be called getting rid of it?

Probably only slaughtering the Heavenly Dao and slaughtering the Immortal Gate, right?

Xiao Yao thought to himself, but his speed did not decrease at all.

He rushed to Bai Qimei again, still slapping his palm lightly towards Bai Qimei.

The palm wind forced Bai Qimei back dozens of meters away, Xiao Yao moved his sword up, and the Fu Li in his hand was tightly held in his hand, followed by an angry shout, the sword blade shone brightly, and it turned out of his hand, turning into a golden light, passing through Bai Qimei's body.

Bai Qimei's body was still standing on the ground, but Fu Lijian had already returned to Xiao Yao's hand.

"This is what you owe to Immortal Mountain. Xiao Yao looked at Bai Qi's eyebrows and said softly.

Bai Qimei just sneered.

"If you kill me today, how dare you say that you won't be killed tomorrow?" Bai Qimei asked.

"To borrow your words, God wants me to die, but I don't want to die. Xiao Yao laughed, and suddenly clenched his right hand into a fist.

The moment his fists were clenched, the blood hole in Bai Qimei's chest suddenly lit up with a colorful light, and then there was a roar, and the foam flew everywhere.

Xiao Yao turned around, turned into a rainbow of light, and flew into the thousands of swordsmen.

When Bai Qimei died and Xu Madge flew into the immortal gate, the heroic battle in the hearts of those swordsmen had been extinguished.

They can barely see the end of themselves.

At this time, everyone in the Cloud Hall also joined the battle.

Open and close, flesh and blood splash.

The little monk Xu Suguan suddenly sat down, with an extra string of Buddhist beads in his hand, and gently stirred it.

His lips squirmed, as if he were chanting.

Fu Li, Nine Songs, Puppet Dragon, White Head.

Break a thousand people with one sword!

The sword aura was magnificent, echoing in the valley, although it could not break through the gate of heaven, but it left a conspicuous trace on the twelve peaks, and all the trees in a straight line were cut off by the waist, and bursts of dust flew up, so that the entire twelve peaks were shrouded in smoke.

By the time the smoke gradually cleared, the twelve peaks were already lifeless.

The whole mountain lost its spirit and spirit, and it became a purgatory on earth.

There were lying corpses everywhere, and there were also broken swords.

Xiao Yao hovered in the sky and looked at the hundred disciples below him.

"I promised Xu Crazy Song before that I would leave a hundred people, and now I leave you, whether you choose to stay in the Twelve Peaks and continue to grow the Tianxing Palace, or go down the mountain and integrate into the hidden world, it is your choice. Xiao Yao said softly.

He wasn't a god, but in the eyes of the remaining hundred white-clothed swordsmen, he was on top.

Their lives were held in Xiao Yao's hands.

Xiao Yao let them die, they have to die, Xiao Yao let them live, and they can leave.

Those hundred people actually chose to stay in the Twelve Peaks and stay in the Tianxing Palace.

Probably because they feel that even if they leave, they don't know where to go.

Xiao Yao just sighed, whatever they wanted.

Anyway, there are only a hundred people left, most of them in the Heaven Breaking Realm, even if he leaves, these people will not be able to pose any threat to them.

Xiao Yao hiked up the mountain, followed by Yunxiao Hall and others.

After entering the Tianxing Palace, Xiao Yao found that this place had been destroyed by the sword qi.

The hundred people hanging at the back couldn't help but cry when they saw that the Tianxing Palace had become full of holes and broken walls.

This is their home!

"Maybe a hundred years from now, the Heavenly Palace will still be the number one sect in the hidden world. Xiao Yao muttered.

The little monk Xu Suguan walked in front of Xiao Yao and nodded lightly: "It's possible, the luck of the Twelve Peaks is very good." ”

Xiao Yao smiled.

"However, most of it was divided by your Immortal Mountain before, and it's hard to say now. The little monk whispered again.

Xiao Yao nodded, and suddenly flew forward for a distance.

After falling, he stomped down hard, and suddenly countless stone slabs were lifted by the wave of qi.

"The last piece of jade pendant, in the ground. Xiao Yao said.

The little monk walked up, looked at Xiao Yao, and couldn't help asking, "Are you ready?"

Xiao Yao pondered for a moment and nodded.