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Chapter 699: Cloud Deep


There are too many things happening at the Aoyama Ceremony today, like a never-ending thunder that keeps falling in people's hearts.When the Queen of Snow Ascension soared, everyone thought that today's events would end here for the time being, who would have thought that there would be such a thunderstorm!

Jing Jiu actually launched a joint attack with Tan Zhenren, the head of the Zhongzhou faction, against Bai Zhenren!

When the Ten Directions Town Demon Tower fell towards the cloud, everyone was shocked and speechless, and then gave birth to completely different feelings or thoughts.Guangyuan Zhenren and Nan Wang, as well as the owner of the Shuiyue Nunnery in the blue curtain sedan chair, plus Daze Ling, those older characters, all remembered a lot of rumors about Yunmeng Mountain, such as the Bai family, such as words such as son-in-law.Zhuo Rusui was thinking about killing his wife and preaching the four words, Gu Qing was thinking about how to endure such four words, Liu Shisui was thinking about how to do this, Yuan Qu was staring at the round eyes, thinking that the white-bladed immortal was not dead yet, and there was still the Dao immortal consciousness hidden in that cloud and mist?

Only an honest person like Mochi thought that Tan Zhenren wanted to use the Ten Directions Town Demon Tower to break Jing Jiu's whip.The silver whip was extremely strange, but it was not a monster, but a stream.If you want to save people by talking about real people, you should also use other magic weapons without Jing Yunzhong.The Washing Sword Creek flowed on the surface of the clouds, glowing with a silvery luster, revealing a weak and unbreakable aura.The clouds and mist had not cleared, and the figure inside did not move.Thinking about it, Bai Zhenren also understood that this was the method that the Qingshan Sect had hidden to deal with the immortals, and no matter how high her realm was, she could not get rid of its shackles.The Ten Directions Town Demon Tower came to the top of the clouds, sprinkling countless golden lights, extremely blazing.The clouds and mist gradually melted and eroded like ice and snow in the sun, and the figure inside gradually became clear.………… The most shocked and frightened were the Zhongzhou Sect cultivators in those cloud boats in the sky.The white-bladed immortal had just died, and the real person in charge suddenly joined forces with Qingshan to kill the white real person!

What the hell is going on?

Could it all be an illusion?

Could it be that this starry sky is fake?

Could it be that the heavens and the earth are turned upside down?

Ren Qianzhu stood at the front of the cloud boat, looking at the picture in the sky, his face was slightly pale, and the emotions in his eyes were extremely complicated.Suddenly, he felt the fluctuation of his breath behind him, Huo Ran turned around, and the magic weapon had already left his sleeve."

Senior Brother Lou, do you want to sneak attack me?"

He stared at a middle-aged man in a green shirt and said in a deep voice.The middle-aged man in green shirt sneered and said, "Who knows what you'll do next?"

”This Zhongzhou faction elder surnamed Lou is a great powerhouse in the realm of the gods, different from Ren Qianzhu, but he is the descendant of the real person in charge.Similar images are everywhere in the cloud boats of the Zhongzhou faction.The real person in charge suddenly made a move to Bai Zhenren......

The Zhongzhou faction was naturally divided into two factions, and the situation was tense to the extreme, and maybe the next moment would be a scene full of magic weapons flying around.Ren Qianzhu suddenly heard a familiar voice, his expression was slightly awe-inspiring, he reached out and withdrew the magic weapon, and turned to look at the clouds and mist in the sky.There are few people in the world who have seen the face of Bai Zhenren, and even if they have seen it, who has ever seen it, and who has ever seen it?

What people see is always the cloud.Even in the battle of Song City back then, the cloud and mist never dispersed.Everyone could have imagined that this seemingly weak cloud must be the most important natal path method of Bai Zhenren, and it is extremely difficult to break.Until today, this cloud and mist was finally restrained in the starry sky by the silver whip of the Qingshan Sect, and then gradually dissolved under the golden light of the Ten Directions Town Demon Tower.The figure in the clouds is getting clearer and clearer, and the true face of Bai Zhenren will be revealed between heaven and earth.At this time, her voice came out of the mist."

Is there anything in my Bai family that has been sorry for you in the past few hundred years?

They actually killed me as a monster. ”Bai Zhenren's voice was as indifferent as before, without any emotion, as if he had already expected today's events.But just as she had spoken to Jing Jiu before, one could clearly hear the contempt and mockery in her voice.Tan Zhenren did not answer this question, even though he and the other party had been fellow practitioners for countless years.Because this question is difficult to answer, and the answer doesn't make any sense.He is the highest cultivator in the realm of Chaotian Continent and the head of the Zhongzhou faction.But the Zhongzhou faction belongs to the Bai family, and the Bai family has an immortal urn and an immortal who can come back at any time.Taiping Zhenren once asked him today why he didn't take that step, the reason is very complicated, but I think it must be related to the Bai family.So when did he make this decision?

Was it the conversation with Jing Jiu in Yunji Town a hundred years ago, or the conversation with Jing Jiu in Cold Mountain last year, or Bai Zhenren's decision to use Bai Zao to bear the immortal consciousness of the white-bladed immortals, or the table with no grilled fish or food on the high platform of Yunmeng Mountain that year looked too lonely?

No one knew the answer, because no one knew what Tan Zhenren and Jing Jiu talked about in Lengshan last year, except for themselves and Zhao Layue.But people are very sure that they have reached an agreement a long time ago, otherwise they would not have made such a tacit understanding, and Bai Zhenren did not have any preparations and methods.In fact, when the head of Qingshan and the head of Zhongzhou joined forces to attack, who could have a way?

People looked at Tan Zhenren and Jing Jiu on the sea of clouds, and their mood was very strange.It's really amazing.The cultivators of the Zhongzhou Sect, who were loyal to Bai Zhenren, fell into despair.The clouds continue to melt.Desperation has arrived.Bai Zhenren said the last words to the well."

Do you really think you can count everything?"

The voice fell, the clouds and mist suddenly dispersed, the golden light sprinkled, and the stream splashed in all directions.The figure in the clouds melted with the wind.Under the stars, there was a dead silence.Tan Zhenren's forehead was extremely broad, like the earth, and at this time there were a few more wrinkles, like a ravine cut by the river, which looked a little sad.Jing Jiu asked, "Where is she?"

”No one knows who he is asking.The cliffs and rocks of Tianguang Peak collapsed very seriously, but a few ancient trees survived by luck.At the top of an ancient tree, there is a blue bird.It looked at the earth under the night sky, and there was fear in its eyes.………… The night, like the sun, is fairer than rain and dew, and when it comes, it will cover the four fields.When the green mountains and peaks are illuminated by the starlight, so are the cold mountains in the far north, and the black cliffs glow with an eerie luster.The wasteland, which has been searched countless times by various cultivation sects and imperial courts, can no longer find any treasures, nor does it have the breath of evil cultivators, only those ravines on the ground show how lively it was in the past few years.A woman in white walked slowly on the wasteland, but her steps were dozens of miles, looking like a cloud of mist.Hundreds of ravines flowed beneath her feet.Finally she came to a great crack in the ground and stopped, looking out at the night sky.In addition to the starlight, there are also some extremely faint golden lines in the night sky, which are traces of immortal particles.The death of the white-bladed immortal spilled countless immortal qi, which was difficult to be directly absorbed by cultivators because the level was too high, but it could increase the amount of heaven and earth vitality in this world a lot.It stands to reason that she should feel sad or angry at this time, whether it is the death of the White-Bladed Immortal or the betrayal of the Daoist, it is a very good reason.But her expression was so calm, and there was even a feeling of satisfaction.()