The souls of the twenty cultivators in the Infant Transformation Stage used their ultimate moves. Although they did not explode at the same time, they did not receive the blessing of Bai Wuyu's cultivation like they did in front of them, the power released was all the peak tricks of these cultivators during their lifetime.

Yan Lan destroyed them, but it looked calm, but in fact it also consumed a huge amount of power.

Yan Lan took a deep breath and blindly attacked, which would only make Bai Wuyu's aura stronger and stronger, but instead made him unable to accumulate momentum and fall into a disadvantage.

At this moment, the battle within a radius of thousands of miles was too great, and the remaining power fluctuated tens of thousands of miles away.

In this deserted land, all sects cover a thousand miles of land, and large sects occupy a thousand miles of area, and generally they dominate the water of the wells and water does not interfere with the river.

Therefore, fighting in a certain area will not affect other sects, and will rarely be known to other sects.

However, the noise here is too big. The three-in-one and four-in-one cultivators fought against each other and thousands of ferocious beasts, which was a rare battle in a century.

Thousands of miles away, more and more monks approached here cautiously.

As the number of people increased, the monks who were originally watching from afar moved closer to the center of the battle with the crowd.

After a moment, the number of monks watching reached 500.

Among these cultivators, those with higher cultivation levels are the Three Infant Change Period, while the rest of the strong are the One Infant Change Period, while those with the Yuanying Stage account for the majority.

After all, it is still quite rare for monks in the Infant Transformation Stage. The remote places of the Thunder Lion Empire have not yet reached the point where the Infant Transformation Stage is all over the ground.

As these monks' spiritual consciousness swept across the central area of ​​the battle and witnessed the actual battle, their originally leisurely expression suddenly changed drastically.

"God, dozens of ferocious beasts in the infant transformation stage fight. Could it be that the beast taming alliance took action?"

"It's a bit weird. If it's a beast taming alliance, how could there be a scene of ferocious beasts fighting? Could it be that there is an internal strife in the beast taming alliance?"

"It seems that no, those old men look familiar and remember it. They are elders of the Bai Zong, not from the beast taming alliance. Strange, how could they be here?"

"Among those who are against Bai Sect, those three old guys are elders of Jianhua Sect. However, those young people look extremely ill-faced. Jianhua Sect and Bai Sect look like mortal enemies. Why are they fighting? And there are so many ferocious beasts taking action?"

"Look, then... that's Bai Wuyu, the leader of Bai Sect, with such a strong aura. Bai Wuyu is indeed the overlord of this area. The cultivation level of the Four Infant Change Stage is really terrifying!"

"The little guy in front of Bai Wuyu. Judging from his posture, why are he going to face Bai Wuyu?"

"Hahaha, that little guy is full and overwhelmed. He dares to fight Bai Wuyu, which is simply seeking death!"

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Many monks talked endlessly, and watching the fire from the other side of the river was so happy.

Most monks are watching the fun, but there are still monks who see some clues.

A one-eyed monk pondered: "Hmm? Something is wrong. If that little guy is so easy to deal with, Bai Wuyu's momentum does not need to be so terrifying. This little guy really needs Bai Wuyu's effort?"

An old man with thin eyes raised his eyebrows and said, "Haha, how is that possible? It's just Bai Wuyu's new trick. This kid is definitely destroyed by Bai Wuyu's move. If you don't believe it, let's take a gamble. If I say it wrong, the sword in my hand will be yours. If I say it right, you will send the sword in your hand to me. How about it?"

The sword in the old man with thin eyebrows shone with silver light, and his grade was at the sixth level of the human realm, and he was worthy of the treasure, otherwise he would not have held it in his hand at all times.

When the other monks around heard this, their eyes turned to the sword in the hands of the old man with thin eyebrows, and there was a brilliance in their eyes.

However, thinking that the old man with thin eyebrows had a cultivation level of up to the Sanyan Infant Change, they had to swallow their saliva, restrain their greed, and turn their eyes to the one-eyed cultivator.

I saw that the sword in the hands of the one-eyed monk was as dark as ink, and seemed ordinary, but many people knew that this sword was also at the sixth level of the human realm, and it was the treasure of the one-eyed monk sect.

Obviously, the old man with thin eyebrows fell in love with the sword in the hands of the one-eyed monk, but the one-eyed monk's cultivation level was almost the same as that of him, so it was difficult to force him to take it away, so he came up with this idea.

The one-eyed monk hesitated slightly, his eyes fixed on Yan Lan, and he noticed that Yan Lan's body was flashing with a fearless expression. Then, he placed his eyes on the sword in the hand of the thin-eyed old man, gritted his teeth, and said in a deep voice: "Okay, I'll bet with you, everyone, please give us a testimony."

"Okay, everyone's eyes are bright. This bet battle is not small. If anyone breaks his promise, he will not be able to hang out in the cultivation world in the future."

After the one-eyed monk finished speaking, many monks immediately shouted.

The one-eyed monk's eyes were cold and he said to himself: "I'm here before you. This guy can kill Bai Yan Chifeng and take down the first wave of Bai Wuyu's extreme attack. With this trick, that kid will not be destroyed even if he loses. Boy, you have to fight for some excitement. I'm using most of my wealth to cheer you up!"

At this moment, the one-eyed monk held the black sword's hand and sweat had already emerged.

When the old man with thin eyebrows saw everyone shouting, he raised his eyebrows and smiled, saying, "Okay, I have always been talking about it, Bai Wuyou is about to take action, let's take a good look."

After saying that, the old man with thin eyebrows snorted coldly in his heart: "Bai Wuyu's cultivation is as high as the Four Infant Change Period, with a radius of 100,000 miles, and there is no rival. This kid looks like he is only in his teens. Even the genius of the sects will never be able to survive under Bai Wuyu's extreme move. Moreover, it is obvious that Bai Wuyu wanted to take this kid's life in one move. One-eyed old ghost, you are not polite with your sword."

The disciples behind the one-eyed monk were pouting in a depressed manner. They couldn't believe that Yan Lan and Bai Wuyu had such a world-class difference in strength. Where did their master get the confidence that they dared to conclude that Yan Lan would not be destroyed.

Several disciples behind the old man with thin eyebrows showed a smug smile, and he said contemptuously: "This one-eyed old guy has lived for hundreds of years in vain. One eye is really not as clear as two eyes. I just don't know who will the master give to that sword if he wins?"

The atmosphere of watching the game has reached the highest level after this bet battle, and the noise and rushes the whole field.

Of course, there are also a few people who are watching the monks, who know that witnessing such a level of battle with their own eyes is a blessing in life. Therefore, they always concentrate on observing the battle, and have not had a verbal dispute with the monks around them, in order to understand it.

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Time has passed five breaths, but Bai Wuyu's momentum is still increasing.

Yan Lan's eyes were stern. At this moment, he judged that Bai Wuyu's cultivation at this time was quite difficult to use the Soul-Leaving Dao Art Technique, otherwise he would never have spent so long to accumulate momentum.

If it were an ordinary trick, he would have been killed by his opponent for so long.

But Bai Wuyu is different. In his body, there is an endless soul of monks protecting his body, so he gave him enough time to accumulate momentum.

Usually the longer the power is, the greater the power is.

Yan Lan's soul power sensed that more and more monks were watching thousands of miles away. He sighed: "If I hide in the space of the Zen mind, I will definitely not be able to do anything, but Bai Wuyu will not waste this move. Thousands of miles away, he will arrive in a flash. If he does not break his move, he will definitely apply this move on Zi Yi and the others."

"I can't retreat, I want to fight, I want to give my name Yan Lan enough shock."

Yan Lan clenched his fists suddenly, and a powerful fighting spirit immediately spread out from him, soaring up to the sky and descending to the nine abyss, causing many onlookers to be infected and their blood to boil. (To be continued.)
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