In ten days, Bai Yi had approached the top of the mountain. In these ten days, a total of four level 8 monsters were completely killed. After the candlelight swallowed the four level 8 monsters, the aura in his body had approached the level 8. ≥

Zhulong's advancement is much simpler than Bai Yi. All kinds of treasures and powerful monsters, as long as they are full of spiritual power, can make Zhulong advance quickly, so the more you eat, the faster the Zhulong advances.

This is a kind of talent of the ancient alien species. If it is like other demon races, Zhuhuo will not know when to catch up with Bai Yi's cultivation.

Less than a hundred feet away from the top of the mountain, the master and servant finally encountered the strongest monster on Qishan.

It was a lion with green hair all over his head, faintly approaching the peak of level 8. Even the cultivator in the early stage of fusion could not find any good things in front of him.

The final fierce battle broke out silently, and the trees and rocks around the top of the mountain were torn into pieces by the fierce battle of the strong. As the earth shook, the entire Qishan seemed to sink into the sea.

The fierce battles for many days did not consume too much of Bai Yi's strength. Although the Dunjia Jue was activated, Bai Yi's attack methods were not sharp. Most of them were mainly five elements and flying swords that came out casually. As for the peak ghost arts, they were not used at all.

Even the peak ghost path was useless, and even more magical powers did not appear. Bai Yi seemed not in a hurry at this time, just to spend time to compete with the eighth-level monster.

Bai Yi was not anxious, Zhuhuo was too anxious, and he could also feel the approaching of his clone. According to Zhuhuo, within three days, the monster-like clone would arrive in Qishan.

There are only three days left. The green lion in front of him has not yet been defeated, and the scattered immortal seal outside the Jiuchen Sword cannot be broken in a day or a half. If he is driven by his clone before he gets the Jiuchen Sword, their master and servant must be told here, and they can't even escape.

It is equivalent to the clone of a Mahayana monk, which is not comparable to that of a level 8 monster. It has approached the strength of the demon king, crushing the god-turned-god cultivator and a level 7 monster is like playing.

The more anxious you are, the more fierce the candlelight becomes, and finally even burst out with dragon breath.

Finally, after realizing Bai Yi's strength and the difficulty of candlelight, the eighth-level green lion stopped attacking and roared back into the forest, and actually gave the territory of the mountain top to the opponent.

Even the peak-level green lion at the eighth level retreated. None of the demon clans on Qishan dared to cause trouble for Bai Yi, but at this time, it was less than two days before the arrival of the clone.

It was only one day, and there was a ban on the top of the mountain. The candle fire was so anxious that it roared repeatedly, and his eyes were red. At this time, a hand gently patted the top of his head.

"The time has not come yet..."

In a whisper, Bai Yi comforted his natal spirit beast and felt the peace in his master's heart. The candlelight gradually recovered from his irritability, but his eyes were still filled with anxiety and fear.

If you can control the Jiuchen Sword, you will have a chance to resist when facing the coming clone. If you can't get the Jiuchen Sword, Zhuhuo dare not imagine what the situation would be.

The huge rocks on the top of the mountain look like a small stone mountain with wide bottom and narrow at the top. The top spot looks like a stone strip is embedded.

That is the hilt of the sword, the hilt of the innate spiritual treasure!

The closer he got to the huge rock, the more manic the surrounding aura became. Until he was a hundred steps away from the stone, Bai Yi could no longer move forward.

The aura of forbidden is so powerful that it is stronger than the magical powers. This hundred steps distance is like a chasm that separates Jiuchen from its master in this life.

The ban set up by Sanxian himself is basically impossible to break it with the ability to transform the gods, but Bai Yi's methods are extremely easy to reach. Moreover, this ban was set up by him himself, even if it is strong, it can be completely broken in some time.

Sitting cross-legged on the top of the mountain, Bai Yi sometimes made a handprint, sometimes mobilized the baby fire, and began to break the ban. After a day, he was already ten steps away from the huge rock.

This last ten steps away is also the most powerful place where the ban is. It seems very close, but it is even more difficult to break.

When he reached this distance, Bai Yi's face was already covered with solemnity. Every time he made a seal, he would ponder for a long time before he could make a second. As time passed, sweat had already appeared on his temples. Not only was his spiritual power consumed very quickly, but even the power of his soul was gradually being consumed by this complicated lifting of the ban.

Behind Bai Yi, the candlelight that transformed into a human body kept looking towards the horizon, sometimes scratching his ears and foreheads, sometimes walking around, looking irritable and anxious.

In his perception, the clone was getting closer and closer, and it would appear in Qishan within one day. If his master could not get the Jiuchen Sword, the master and servant might not even survive tomorrow.

The oppression brought by the clone made Zhuhuo truly feel the fear of death. He was not Zhulong Wanpo. Zhuhuo was afraid of death very much, but the more he was afraid of death, the more he became irritable at this moment.

After another half a day, the candlelight had been constantly changing between the human body and the demon body. Its constant roar was filled with a violent aura. If the clone came, the candlelight would completely enter a violent state. Only by making it completely violent can he rush forward and temporarily forget the fear brought by death.

As night falls, it is slowly lifted up like a big curtain. Before the rising sun appears, a cold star comes into view first.

It is a star representing destruction and death, and it comes from the hands of the immortal king thousands of years ago!

In the northwest horizon, within the cold light that appeared like stars, was a handsome young man, wearing an ordinary blue robe and black hair dancing in the wind. As he was speeding at a high speed, the air around him was bursting and burst out with a luster like stars.

"Here...here!"

The whisper of the candlelight, accompanied by the roar of the demon body, the ancient beast was already full of scarlet eyes, its white fangs pointed to the horizon, and there were flames in the dragon's mouth.

The battlefield before the war was often extremely quiet, but it was anxious, but it poured out like moonlight, covering the top of Qishan Mountain.

One more step!

Bai Yi was only one step away from the huge rock buried with the Nine Dust Sword, and this step was like a natural barrier.

His whole body was already invaded by sweat, and his mood began to fluctuate. In the last step, Bai Yi consumed a lot of energy and energy.

Going further, there is vitality in your hand, otherwise you will be able to fall into the abyss forever.

In the middle stage of the God Transformation, you may be able to fight with the fusion, but when facing an existence comparable to the Mahayana, you still have no chance of winning. Even if you use the Dunjia Sect and use your magical powers, Bai Yi is definitely not the opponent of the clone.

The violent candlelight had already climbed into the air, roaring above Bai Yi's head, and the candlelight was completely filled with violence. At this time, there were only powerful enemies that were getting closer and closer in front of him, and he could not even see the master and Jiuchen Sword.

There are still opportunities, but they are very slim.

With Bai Yi's mind, even if he had a half-spark, he would not give up easily. Even if his clone got closer, he was already immersed in breaking the ban. Not only was there concentration in his eyes, but a hint of madness also faintly flashed through his eyes.

The complex Taoist seals were continuously stamped out. After thirty-two consecutive seals, the powerful seals shrouded on the huge rock finally fell apart. A slight crackling sound filled the top of the mountain, and even fragments of spiritual power that could be seen from the top of the mountain, falling towards the foot of the mountain like snowflakes.

It's done!

A flash of splendor in his eyes, Bai Yi suddenly stood up and poked out his one arm, grabbing the hilt of the sword at the top of the huge rock. However, at this time, another hand as slender as him appeared almost at the same time opposite the Jiuchen Sword.
Chapter completed!