A small cave was opened by Long Wuya in the center of the rock, like a gap, and it was this cage-like gap that hindered its escape and was severely damaged by Bai Yi again.

Under several heavy injuries, Long Wuya rolled to the ground, blood flowing from his shoulders, and the remaining bone claws were scratching everywhere. He wanted to tear Bai Yi into pieces, but his arms were missing, and his body was no longer as flexible as before. How could he catch Bai Yi?

The sword light burst out, and Bai Yi didn't intend to give the other party a chance to breathe. He slashed down with another sword, and with the second bone claw, he also cut down the other arm of Long Wuya. From then on, Beiya, who was in the insect body, broke his arms!

The wailing sound of as sharp as insects came out of the insect head of Longwuya, and then a cloud of blood fog exploded from its heart.

At such a close distance, the wisteria sword slashed with all its strength and broke a big hole in Long Wuya's body. Then, a mid-level thunder-level Taoist magic was directly bombarded by Bai Yi. Under the ravage of countless lightning lights, Long Wuya's last vitality was finally completely annihilated.

When he was about to die, Long Wuya stared at the young man in front of him through his one-eyed one-eyed one. He was unwilling to be killed by others so simply. He still had a lot of ability to not display, and the underground insect demons didn't call in at all.

If a large number of insect monsters were summoned earlier, if the human body was abandoned earlier and turned into a body of a worm, if you were more cautious...

The unwillingness in his heart soon turned into regret. Bai Yi's combat power was indeed extraordinary, but Long Wuya did not think that he would lose so easily. Why, why was it the same strength but it turned into this ending?

The beast's eyes, which were as bright as a copper bell, gradually dimmed. Suddenly, it became a little brighter again, which was a reflection of the last enlightenment before a person died.

It's experience!

It's experience in battle!

Long Wuya wanted to shout loudly, but could only roar in his heart. He finally understood why he was defeated easily, because of the way Bai Yi was like a flowing cloud, the perfect combination of Taoist techniques and sword techniques!

impossible!

Long Wuya really wanted to refute the key that he could only figure out when he was dying. Just a cultivator who has advanced to Jindan for only three years, how could he have such skillful combat experience? Why should he kill the same level and take the opportunity to take the opportunity?

Monster, Bai Yi, you are a monster!

As a monster as ridge, he realized at the end of his life that the handsome young man in front of him looked like a monster than his own terrifying body of a worm. No, it wasn't like that, Bai Yi was a real monster...

If he could still survive, Long Wuya believed that Bai Yi's seemingly thin body would definitely live with a monster-like soul. He was also very sure that Bai Yi would definitely not be an ordinary disciple of Cang Yun. There must be a huge secret hidden on the other party, but it was a pity that he knew a little too late. He guessed what he was close to the truth. I'm afraid he could only go to the underworld to tell the ghosts.

In the crack of the huge rock, the wisteria sword had been taken back by the owner. Bai Yi grabbed Long Wuya's neck with one hand and lifted it off the ground. There was no expression on his face, and he only said an extremely cold whisper: "Mo Ke, who is it?"

Long Wuya heard the last question, but when he heard this, he was dead. The terrifying beast body was straight and pulled, and the remaining two bone claws all fell silently to the ground, and the huge insect head had already tilted to the side weakly.

Bai Yi was still standing quietly in this narrow gap, holding the ridge Wuzai motionless, as if waiting patiently for the final answer.

The dead will not speak. For the dead monks, the soul search method has also lost its effect, but Bai Yi still maintained the inquiring posture, which looks very strange.

“Geehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

After a long time, a woman's smile appeared in this narrow gap. The laughter sounded extremely sweet, but also extremely gloomy.

A green onion hand, as if poking out from the void, appeared on Bai Yi's shoulder, around his neck, and pressed against Bai Yi's cheek.

"Your question is really interesting. I actually asked Mo Ke. It seems that you know a lot, the black blood straw raincoat, Bai Yi!"

A white smiling mask appeared on Bai Yi's other shoulder like a ghost, as if there was a head on his neck. With the appearance of this mask, a faint fragrance covered it. What was strange was that there was a faint heat like flame in the fragrance, as if the fragrance could burn people to ashes.

The cloud patterned black robe and smiling mask suddenly appeared in this gap, which was actually the strong man from the White Bone Palace!

As if he was frightened by the sudden strong man, Bai Yi still did not move. Not only did his body not move, but his eyes did not shake at all. When his face was pressed by the gloomy smiling face behind him, a pressure of the Yuanying level arose in anger.

The previous smile turned into a crying face in an instant, and Bai Yi's body was also shattered in a powerful spiritual power. However, what was strange was that it was not flesh and blood that collapsed, but gravel and sand!

"Change stones into body, earth Taoism method!"

The sweet woman's voice turned into a roar of shock and anger. The huge spiritual consciousness of the woman in the black robe's Nascent Soul Realm instantly dispersed. After sensing it for a long time, her delicate body suddenly turned into a ball of flames and fled directly.

"What a black blood straw raincoat, what a cyan cloud and Bai Yi!" The woman's figure had disappeared in the cracks of the huge rock, leaving only an angry whisper: "Kill the little Qisha, Bai Yi, do you still want to survive!"

In a deserted forest several miles away from the underground cave, Bai Yi's figure escaped from the wind. Before his feet fell to the ground, he was lifted up by a strange beast like water and headed straight to the distance.

Standing on the back of the Blue Water Fly, Bai Yi frowned.

Without looking back, he could sense the wandering wisp of spiritual consciousness beside him. It was impossible for the Jindan monk to escape from the hands of the powerful Nascent Soul. If he had not used a special escape method to condense a fake body with earth and stones, let alone this wasteland forest, it would be different whether he could leave the underground cave.

When fighting against Long Wuya, Bai Yi vaguely felt that there were strong people hidden around him, so he wanted to fight quickly and kill Long Wuya as soon as possible. As for asking about Long Wuya's mob, it was just to confuse the strong people hiding in the dark.

Even though he knew that there was a strong enemy on his side, who would be so stupid that he would ask Long Wuya. Even if Long Wuya knew who Moke was, Bai Yi would not have the time to listen.
Chapter completed!