long night walk

Chapter 1082 An Absolutely Ideal World

The people who jumped out one after another from behind the door were all dressed in blue clothes, which were not like the nobility and mystery of this era. The men and women were all outstanding in appearance, tall and straight, as bright as the bright moon hanging in the sky. , an unattainable bearing.

They all wear Lanzhi laurel rings to cover their foreheads. Under the forehead rings, a golden flower tinkling between their eyebrows can be seen faintly.

The gorgeous boots woven with moiré patterns and jade belts around the waist, the simplicity does not conceal the elegance of the whole body, whether it is clothing or demeanor, it all reveals that they are very respectable people.

The leader among them is a young man with wide sleeves and flowing hair. He is dressed in white and has a tall jade crown tied around his black hair.

Although the white robe on her body looks simple, it can be seen that the clothes and shoes are elegant and expensive. Compared with the group of noble boys and girls behind her, her demeanor is even more extraordinary.

Under the light of the sky and the sea of ​​tides, the young man's sword eyebrows were slanted, his lips were as thin as a shave, and he looked quite handsome.

Looking at the cracked silver gate, the man's eyebrows were slightly lowered, although his demeanor was more calm than the group of young men and women behind him.

But seeing this scene, the eyes still couldn't help burning with anger.

His face was gloomy and unpredictable, his dark eyes looked at Bai Lian, and he said sharply, "Who are you?! How dare you destroy the Baiyin Gate privately!"

Baili quietly observed the leading man, he was born with a dragon and a phoenix, and his nature was natural.

Moreover, the color of golden flowers between his eyebrows is the deepest in this group of people, and his whole body is full of immortality, and his aura is very similar to that of the emperor in Shifang City who suffered from a thousand cuts.

Presumably, he was the one with the purest bloodline among the descendants of the Beichen Fuyuan Immortal Clan.

Looking at the respectful and admiring attitude of the people behind him, it is not difficult to see that this person has an outstanding status among them.

Now that the matter was over, Bai Lian was too lazy to argue with this group of people, glanced at that person, and said: "You are the descendants of the Beichen Immortal Clan."

Not a question, but an affirmative statement.

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the young boys and girls who were originally arrogant and high-spirited suddenly showed a hint of panic.

According to the meaning of Zhu Zhan, the immortal, the war between immortals and demons will never end.

In ancient times, there was a realm of demons, and the demon kings of all ages watched it covetously.

There is also a general, a fallen demon, forming a faction of its own, tearing apart the space with both hands, creating an eternal dark kingdom.

The mission of the Immortal Clan is on their shoulders, and they have been fighting to the death from ancient times to the present.

As the sons of the father and the emperor, they naturally shoulder the responsibility, but under the protection of the immortal, they have been hiding in the silver gate.

But the price for stability is not to mention Beichen Fuyuan's name in front of outsiders.

Now that I was born, the first person I met would reveal their identities as soon as they came up with the first sentence...

They have lived inside the Baiyin Gate for a long time, and they have long since heard nothing about the six realms of the outside world, and their hearts suddenly became flustered.

Could it be that in this eternal time and space, the Six Realms have changed their masters, and with a new emperor, they will not be allowed to enjoy longevity in the same vein as Fu Yuan?
The young man in the lead frowned, but he was not as flustered as the people behind him.

He was obviously very prestigious in the crowd, and with a faint glance, everyone immediately quieted down and stood behind him in an orderly manner, not daring to lose their composure in the slightest.

Facing Bai Lian's words, the young man did not pretend to be mysterious, but admitted it openly.

"That's right, I'm Jiang Huan, a descendant of Beichen's Fuyuan Immortal Lineage."

He nodded slightly, his gaze not arrogant and self-confident: "Where do you come from, and why can you open the Baiyin Gate? You also know that destroying the Baiyin Gate privately is a serious crime!"

Bai Lian didn't say anything, just drew Tiance's Junshan sword, and made another strike towards Baiyinmen.

The basalt tortoise's roar pierced my heart, and I saw the crack on the door spread even wider.

"Zhuzi is bold!!!" Seeing this, Jiang Huan's face turned blue, and he pulled out the ancient sapphire sword from his waist, pointing directly at Baili'an.

Seeing him draw his sword, all the boys and girls behind him also drew their swords angrily, as if they were facing an enemy.

The Silver Gate was hit, and landslides and tsunamis apparently began to occur in the world inside the gate, and the world of heaven and earth was unstable.

The Xian family in white robes flew out of the world in panic one after another, their faces were angry and ugly, and they were at a loss for the development of unknown events.

They have survived for hundreds of thousands of years in a world like a utopia, where there is no disease, war, or death.

They don't even need to practice diligently, and the road to eternal life in ease and happiness is at their fingertips.

For so many years, the big world inside the Silver Gate has always been safe and sound for them, and even bad weather is very rare.

Today's sudden change really caught them by surprise.

Bai Lian raised his eyes and looked at the group of Beichen Xianshi who were full of spiritual energy for the most holy heaven and earth atmosphere in the Silver Gate.

Each of them has clear and flat brows, their watery muscles and jade bones are just like nature, and the vitality contained in each strand of hair is no less than a top-grade spirit stone.

Even the descendants of the Beichen Immortal Clan, under the diluted blood, it is impossible to do like this, everyone's root physique is like the son of the chosen one.

It can be seen that the blessings brought by the Silver Gate to them cannot be deduced by common sense.

But even so, the bloodlines of this group of people are supernatural, and the bone age of each person is basically over ten thousand years.

The leader who claimed to be Jiang Huan had a bloodline so strong that it was rare in the world, even Su Jing and Yin Baishuang, who were beheaded by the immortal Zhu as the third son of the Heavenly Dao, could not compare to it.

He also looks very young in appearance, but his bones are as old as 5 years.

Excellent root blood, long bone age, but the cultivation level is not enough to pass the ninth-rank state of soul-robbing.

And the group of teenagers and girls behind him looked too young, but their bones were all over ten thousand years old.

Most of their cultivation bases are Tuo Hai, or Cheng Lingjing.

There are very few people who look a little older and mature in appearance, whose bone age is more than 10 years old, but their cultivation level is only comparable to that of Jiang Huan.

There are only a few Beichenxian clans whose bone age can compete with Jinxian Fengxu, but they have just stepped into the threshold of Heshen Realm.

It is simply an incredible phenomenon.

There are laws of practice in the world, and the lifespan of a monk who crosses the realm of soul-robbing enlightenment is no more than a thousand years.

And the monks who crossed the two realms of the catastrophe and merged into the god realm can live up to 2000 years.

But the cultivation realm of this group of people is far from matching the years they have lived.

Facing Jiang Huan's angry sword slashing at him, although his spiritual power was astonishing, it stirred up thousands of waves on the sea.

But in the eyes of Bai Li'an, who had just experienced a life-and-death battle with Jinxian Fengxu.

This sword has no power to carry on, one sees the intention of fighting but not the intention of killing, one can tell at a glance that it is just a show on paper, and a person with no combat experience can make such a sword full of loopholes.

Bai Lian didn't even lift his eyelids, a flash of lightning waved out, and Jiang Huan's sword power collapsed like a tide, and he let out a miserable cry.

Simply because Bai Lian can be regarded as a good tempered person, he didn't break his personal saber.

The sapphire sword was sent flying, and Jiang Huan was tightly bound by lightning, his body was instantly paralyzed and he couldn't move.

Seeing that Jiang Huan was taken down so easily, the older generation of the Beichenxian clan knew that they had encountered a tough problem.

Among the white-clothed crowd, the one with the longest bone age and the deepest cultivation level gave a deep sigh.

With the spiritual power under his feet, thousands of waves exploded, his arms struck each other, and the hurricane entangled his arms, and the sound of thunder broke out.

At the moment when both fists are thrown out, there are a lot of profound fist light lines, and it seems that the sky is opening and the mountains are collapsing in an instant, and the river is flowing and the river is returning to the sea.

Opening and closing with one stroke, the two fists turned into a majestic dragon aura, riding the momentum of wind and thunder, roaring majesticly.

The attack was extremely vicious, and Bai Li'an Town was bound to be killed here.

All the immortals exclaimed, as if they didn't understand why Elder Miao Wei didn't ask the reason and identity, and killed him as soon as he made a move.

The pressure of the vast sea forced everyone to lean back hundreds of meters. Although they were puzzled, they could feel the anger of Elder Miao Wei, and no one dared to interrupt easily.

Although the fists in the Heshen Realm may seem astonishing and terrifying, but they have not experienced the real flames of war, but they are nothing but superficial.

Bai Lian has now completely condensed his own corpse beads.

In terms of body and mind, even if one punch falls on the body of the god-like state cultivated in the utopia, it is nothing more than letting the breeze blow the hills, unable to shake the foundation at all.

He stood on the spot without moving a step, his body just leaned forward slightly.

Then, like a ray of moonlight piercing through the glazed world, under the burning fist of the terrifying dragon energy, his figure didn't stop at all.

Like a black snake, Bai Lian appeared in front of the elder without any dust, and pushed out softly with four or two strokes of the palm, and with a bang, he pushed the fists of Elder Miao Wei right in the middle.

The arc of Bailian's body leaning forward was even greater, so that the shoulder blades between his thin back were clearly protruding through the wet clothes.

The muscles of the lean body were tense under the drenched clothes, giving it an extremely powerful aesthetic.

The moment his palms touched his fists, an invisible transparent force exploded from Bailian's tightened back, and his five cold and slender fingers suddenly tightened.

Elder Miao Wei's body shook, and he felt an indescribable feeling of drowning.

His face turned pale suddenly, and a roar erupted from the depths of his body. The six spiritual power nodes between his arms burst one by one, bursting out a terrifying spiritual power whirlwind, twisting and twisting his arms like twists and turns.

He let out a scream, his arms collapsed miserably, and he flew upside down very far, his body crashed heavily into the sea, as if he had hit the ground.

His body was ups and downs on the surface of the sea like a stone floating in the water, and it only stopped after hitting dozens of splashes.

On the surface of the sea, a group of disciples of Beichenxian looked at the young man standing on the surface of the sea like a monster, and for a moment they forgot to breathe.

Not long ago, Jiang Huan, who was arrogant and unruly, looked at the crazy scene in front of him with a cold face.

Elder Miao Wei, the most powerful of their Beichen clan, and the one he was most proud of, was beaten into the sea by a young man whose bones seemed to be only two hundred years old?
Jiang Huan's ancestors entered the Baiyin Gate with the remnants of the immortals during the war between the immortals and demons.

In that barren and barren era, the way of immortality declined, and there were very few practitioners who could awaken their spiritual roots and practice, let alone become immortals.

It is a great blessing that they can enter the Silver Gate and be nourished by the power of the Silver Gate.

His 5-year tribulation and condensed immortal body is already a symbol of great glory.

But this world...what kind of vicissitudes has it experienced, to encounter such an unreasonable monster as soon as it goes out to the outside world.

Jiang Huan calmed down, and he was sure that this person must be an evil cultivator.

Only evil cultivators, with the help of the evil exercises that the world cannot do and everyone despises, can take shortcuts to quickly improve their cultivation.

They are cunning, greedy and cruel.

I don't know where this son got the news about the Baiyin Gate, but he knew that he found it in the northwest sea area on the day of the solar eclipse.

I'm afraid it's a rebellious and greedy desire, and he wants to take the Baiyin Gate as his own!

Jiang Huan looked at Bai Li'an unkindly, and subconsciously regarded this person as an enemy who wanted to invade his hometown, and the coldness in his eyes was extremely strong:
"Since ancient times, there have been countless evil cultivators who have coveted the forbidden power of the Nine Gates, but they can't escape the word 'Heavenly Punishment' in their final fate. Your Excellency's actions today are really unwise."

Bai Lian laughed and said: "It's just that you have lived in the world inside the gate for hundreds of thousands of years with the glory of your ancestors dying in battle, so you should take it for granted that this silver gate belongs to you?
Even if Immortal Venerable Zhu Zhan is here, I am afraid that he would not dare to say such words. "

Jiang Huan said angrily: "My Beichen family is ordered by the Holy Will to guard the Baiyin Gate here, but I am fulfilling my own duties and missions, and I think I am worthy of heaven and earth.

The name of Fu Yuan cannot be questioned and tainted by a young person like you. "

Hearing this, the smile on the corner of Bai Li'an's mouth deepened, mixed with a hint of sarcasm, looking at Jiang Huan who was eloquent.

He tilted his head and chuckled, "What a pure and powerful sense of responsibility and mission.

But as far as I know, the Fuyuan clan is born with the power of net breath, your mission is not to guard the Silver Gate. "

Jiang Huan's complexion changed drastically, and he looked at Bai Li'an with a complex sense of vigilance, and lost his voice: "How do you know the power of the net breath of my Fu Yuan clan, you... who are you?"

Originally, Bai Lian still had some hesitation in what he did today.

But seeing Jiang Huan's reaction now, he knew in his heart that these descendants of the Fuyuan clan, the Xian clan, were not ignorant of their abilities and missions.

They have inherited Fu Yuan's unique strength and talent from generation to generation.

But even so, they still chose the comfortable and long life path arranged for them by the immortal Zhu Zhan.

The world enjoys peace behind the door without the baptism of war. Because they can live forever, they have a lot of time to waste.

For them, eternity is the norm, so there is no need to be persistent in practice. Even if you spend leisurely fishing and making tea all day, you don't have to worry about suffering from birth, old age, sickness and death in the future.

Even if they spend 5 years to overcome the catastrophe, they will not be punished by any thunder and thunder, and they can easily pass the hurdle of heaven and man.

He was even complacent and proud of himself, thinking that 5 years to become an immortal is an extremely hard and difficult task worth overcoming.

(ps: another day of headaches)

(End of this chapter)