The sharp light passing through the pupils did not come from Bai Yi's eyes, but from the starry sky above his head!

A sharp light flashed by, with extremely fast speed and silent sound, very much like a meteor. Perhaps even if other outer disciples discovered it, they could not see anything unusual, but Bai Yi's pupils instantly shrank, like a needle.

"Cultivator!"

Bai Yi, who was whispering, dodged to avoid the tree beside him, and at the same time activated the hidden spirit skill, absorbed the spiritual energy of his body, and concentrated his mind.

What flew under the moon sky was not a meteor, it was clearly the sword light of the cultivator!

After a sword light flashed, not long after waiting, dozens of sword lights appeared like a sudden star rain, appearing above the valley. The end of these sword lights pointed directly at the low-level spiritual veins in the valley.

Almost nearly a hundred sword lights flashed by, and the night sky returned to calm again.

Walking out from under the tree, Bai Yi frowned and whispered: "Nearly a hundred cultivators suddenly appeared in Ruyun Valley. Could it be that cultivators from other sects came to plunder the spiritual veins?"

With so many cultivators appearing at the same time, Bai Yi does not think that those are all inner disciples of Cangyun Sect.

There was no spiritual herb in Cangyun Valley. The inner disciples would not suddenly arrive in the middle of the night. Then the most likely one is that cultivators from other sects come to plunder the spiritual resources.

The purpose of entering Yungu to seize the martial arts is to hone the minds of the outer disciples. In fact, many outer disciples do not understand the so-called cultivation world. The real cultivation world is simply a jungle where the strong prey on the weak. Whoever has a higher cultivation level can obtain more cultivation resources.

The bloody battle between various sects to compete for cultivation resources is not comparable to martial arts in the Yun Valley. That is the real battle, either you die or I live.

The strong are respected, which is the ultimate truth and saying in the world of cultivation.

No one knows about the cultivation world as Bai Yi, a scattered immortal who is above all cultivators. When he saw the sword light appearing above the Ruyun Valley, Bai Yi had already guessed the disaster that was about to happen.

Jiang Dachuan had somewhere to run, so he must have slipped back long ago. Bai Yi glanced around and quickly left in the opposite direction of the spiritual vein.

There is no benefit, and cultivators will not fight easily. Those strange cultivators will never come to the Yun Valley to massacre some outer disciples of Cangyun Sect, but they must have come for the low-level spiritual vein.

A low-level spiritual vein is extremely huge and similar to a mine, but any spiritual vein will have the essence of spiritual vein. The essence of the low-level spiritual vein can reach a length of half a meter is already the limit, and the weight is only more than a hundred kilograms. As long as you dig it out, a cultivator in the foundation-building realm can easily carry it away.

Bai Yi's pace was fast, but he was not quick.

The sword lights were too far from the ground, and he could not tell the other party's cultivation level. However, judging by the speed of the sword light, those people's cultivation level would not be too high, at least they did not reach the Golden Pill.

Nearly a hundred foundation-building cultivators dare not make the idea of ​​the real Cangyun Sect. The purpose of these people can only enter the essence of the low-level spiritual veins in the Yun Valley, and they will never fight. Otherwise, as long as the Cangyun Sect comes a few elders, these more than a hundred foundation-building cultivators will all be killed.

In just a short time, Bai Yi had inferred the real intentions of those strange monks. As he inferred, those people were indeed here to seize the essence of the spiritual vein.

In addition to the spiritual mine deep in the Yun Valley, nearly a hundred strange cultivators with black veils had appeared. When their leader waved silently, a low and short howl suddenly sounded around the mine veins. All the disciples who were mining were killed almost instantly.

Cao Yan, who was sleeping, was suddenly awakened by a strange sound. When the deacon of the Spirit Vein rubbed his eyes and saw the man in black standing in front of him, his expression suddenly changed. Before he could shout, a sword light had already flew out from behind his neck.

After a brief killing, nearly half of the monks in black rushed into the mine and hurriedly searched for the essence of the spiritual vein. The remaining people scattered and hid around the mine vein. As long as someone was attracted by the fighting sound just now, they would immediately kill him.

Entering a tall wooden house in Yungu, Long Qianli was walking in the room with a deep face.

"This Yang Yifan is really ungrateful. He thought he was still the true master of Dan Pavilion, hum!"

Yang Yifan's intervention made him very upset. Long Qianli shouted angrily: "A state of the outer deacon who fell to the early stage of foundation building. You dare to go against me, Long Qianli, don't let me catch the handle, otherwise, you, Yang Yifan will be driven out of Cangyun Sect sooner or later!"

He was feeling sulky, and suddenly noticed a faint fluctuation of spiritual power from a distance, and pushed the door open and came outside the house.

Long Qianli's residence was not too far from the spiritual vein, so he noticed something strange. Yang Yifan's residence was opposite the spiritual vein, almost half a distance from the Yungu, and it was impossible to detect it at all.

"The spiritual power fluctuates in the mine vein. What the hell is Cao Yan's rice bucket doing?"

Long Qianli pondered for a while, walked towards the spiritual vein in confusion, trying to see what was going on. Before he could approach the spiritual vein, a sword light suddenly came from the dense forest on one side.

Long Qianli was obese and his reaction was not slow. He hurriedly activated his flying sword to block it. The two magic weapons intersected and made a crisp sound, which was spread far away in the valley at night.

"Who!" Long Qianli was shocked and angry, shouting angrily: "I dare to play wild in the valley, I think you are impatient!"

I thought the other party was an outer disciple. When Long Qianli saw clearly the more than a dozen strange monks surrounding him from the neighborhood, the fat on his face began to tremble.

He finally understood that so many strange cultivators appeared in Ruyun Valley, which could only represent one thing, that is, someone attacked the outer sect of Cangyun Sect and wanted to plunder the spiritual veins!

"Come here!" Long Qianli shouted, but he didn't take action, but jumped onto the flying sword and turned his head and fled, picking the various residential areas of the outer disciples. He ran away and shouted: "I was attacked by the Yungu, the outer disciples should fight quickly!"

After Long Qianli was struggling, the outer disciples who entered Yungu were awakened one after another. Some of the disciples rushed out in a daze and directly met the strange monk who was chasing Long Qianli. They were easily killed after almost meeting each other.

Although the outer disciples were not the opponents of these foundation-building cultivators, they also played a certain role in delaying. Long Qianli, with the lives of dozens of outer disciples, barely escaped from the pursuit, fled in panic to Yungu, and rushed to the sect to report the news.

It would be better if there was no ridge for thousands of miles. At least, except for the disciples responsible for mining in the spirit mine, no one else would be in danger. However, the Ruyun Valley is now in chaos, and the figures of black-clothed monks appeared in major residential areas from time to time, and countless outer disciples died as a result.

At this time, Bai Yi was traveling through a dense forest and was approaching his residence. It was far away from the spiritual veins. Those monks in black probably wouldn't come here to kill people, but when he had just arrived near this residential area, a sword light suddenly flashed over his head.

The man in black who was driving the flying sword had already passed Bai Yi, but suddenly stopped.

After a pause, Bai Yi stood there, his eyes flashing coldly.

The man in black was originally chasing Long Qianli, but found that Long Qianli fled to the mountain gate of Cangyun Sect. Then he hurried back and happened to meet Bai Yi.

The man in black glanced at the boy in front of him, and a strange look suddenly appeared in his eyes. He actually jumped off the flying sword and blocked the way. He had a veil covering his face and could not tell his appearance. He could only see a pair of gloomy eyes and the weird long gray hair.

Seeing the other party's eyes and gray hair, Bai Yi's eyebrows moved slightly, and was shocked, but there was no panic on his face and he was silent.

Although he could not see his appearance, Bai Yi recognized the other party's identity from the gray hair and eyes of the man in black. This person was the gray-haired deacon of the Seven Evil Sect who was with Prince Gao Meng in front of Prince Jing's Mansion!

"Did you recognize me?"
Chapter completed!