Man is in the midst of the mysteries of the spirit, and the flesh is infinitely deduced

Since he and Xiao Xiaohong spend every day together, he naturally wouldn't make a mistake.

The eyebrows, the facial features, the posture... all seemed to be carved from the same mold.

Generally the same.

The only difference is each other's temperament.

Deep and cold.

The evil smell of blood was almost overflowing.

It was as if the red dress was completely stained with blood.

The eyes of the woman in red were filled with twisted emotions, a kind of madness that took pleasure in harming others.

If we say that Xiao Xiaohong now is like a harmless little lamb.

Then the woman in red in the picture is a real ancient evil creature.

Without waiting for Anle to take a closer look.

The scene outside the temple changed again.

A grey haze enveloped the area, and there was no trace of human activity.

Only idols and evil spirits are left wandering around.

He turned back into the person that Anle and others were familiar with.

"This, this is..."

"Those just now were from the Luohun Sect in the past?"

Everyone was talking in low voices, all showing surprise.

The use of magic to leave images is not uncommon among today's immortal cultivators.

However, this immersive scene and the tip of the iceberg revealed in the image make people feel an indescribable shock.

"So this is how the Luohun Sect declined..."

Hu Chunsheng muttered to himself.

But right now, people are more concerned about whether the temple is safe.

As you enter the door, there is a yard.

Although it is also protected by secret power, it is obviously not as safe as a closed house.

Going further in, you will find the main hall of the temple.

In his spiritual consciousness, he could sense several strong auras in the hall.

Hu Chunsheng was the first to shout.

"Which Taoist friend is in the temple?"

"Can you let me in and hide for a while?"

A voice sounded faintly.

"Is this you, Fellow Daoist Hu?"

Hu Chunsheng looked delighted.

Since we are someone I know, it will be easier to talk to him.

However, he didn't feel happy for long before he saw a man in a white robe walking out of the shadows.

This man has a handsome appearance and a full forehead.

A pair of narrow and long almond-shaped eyes are very impressive.

"Bai Xianyou?"

Hu Chunsheng's smile froze on his face, and then he looked alert.

Peng Ziming felt a little strange and spoke to Wang Nian in a low voice.

"Bai Xianyou is a human cultivator after all, so why does Fellow Daoist Hu seem even more nervous?"

Wang Nian replied: "I heard that Bai Xianyou is...extremely greedy for money."

"He is not an easy person to get along with."

"Friend Hu, long time no see, how are you these days?"

Bai Xianyou narrowed his long eyes and asked gently.

Hu Chunsheng laughed dryly: "We have come to this damn place, it can't be considered good anyway, right?"

"If you have anything to say, just say it directly. There's no need to hide it from me."

"Friend Hu is indeed a smart man."

Bai Xianyou said with a smile: "Then I will put it plainly. If you want to enter this temple, you can."

"It's just... a small price to pay."

"Hand over all the jade pieces on you."

Upon hearing this, Hu Chunsheng and others' expressions changed slightly.

Xiong Batian had a bad temper and couldn't stand hearing these words, so he immediately said angrily.

"Damn it, you're already in this situation, why are you still thinking about that jade piece?"

"This temple is not owned by your family, so why do you have the final say?"

Bai Xianyou spoke in a leisurely tone and looked around at everyone.

"Why?"

"Just because... I'm stronger than you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiong Batian's body, like an iron tower, suddenly flew backwards.

With a "bang", it hit the temple wall hard.

"you!"

Hu Chunsheng was shocked and angry.

As Bai Xianyou made his move, he realized that the other party's aura was several times stronger than the last time they met.

His spiritual power is natural and natural, like the vast ocean.

There is a sense of endlessness and permanence.

"Taiyi Kongjue Palm?"

"You actually succeeded in practicing it!?"

Hu Chunsheng was shocked.

This is a legendary ancient palm technique, said to have been created by an ancient immortal. It was engraved on a stone tablet for future generations to admire and learn from.

However, there are very few people who can actually master it.

Its biggest feature is that it consumes a huge amount of spiritual energy.

Even if one empties his Dantian during the ordinary foundation building, he may not be able to swing a palm.

Bai Xianyou used the 9981st level of Qi training to break through the foundation before he could barely unleash some of the power of this peerless palm technique.

Hearing this, Wang Nian and Peng Ziming were also shocked.

This palm technique is so famous that even they have heard of it.

"Oh?"

Bai Xianyou raised his eyebrows slightly: "I didn't expect you to recognize it."

"But now, I have changed my mind."

He said confidently with a smile on his face.

"Not only the jade pieces, but also half of the spirit stones in your storage bags. Send them up as well."

Xiong Batian fell from the wall, shook his body, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

There was a flash of shame and anger in his eyes.

I wish I could transform into my true form and punch this nasty guy away.

But Hu Chunsheng stopped him with his eyes.

Helplessly, everyone turned to look at Anle in the team.

Since entering the temple, he seemed to be in a daze, not paying attention to the things around him.

"Ok?"

Bai Xianyou naturally saw people's little movements and felt a little surprised.

'This man is...'

He had subconsciously thought that Hu Chunsheng was the leader of this team.

Now it seems that this strange-looking being has an even higher status?

"Wait, this armor..."

Bai Xianyou suddenly thought of something.

Isn’t this the legendary ghost-faced man?

He was surprised at first, then became alert, and then observed carefully.

I found that the other party had no aura and seemed ordinary.

Apart from the slightly peculiar appearance of the armor, there was nothing that made him feel uneasy.

There was no reaction at all to his gaze.

'Is he scared of me?'

"If it was before I established my foundation, the ghost-faced man might have been a formidable enemy."

"But now... there are no more than five people in the entire Yuntian Realm who can defeat my foundation building."

'He is no longer a threat.'

Bai Xianyou thought about it, a sense of confidence surged in his heart, and he sneered.

"Ghost Face Man, so what?"

suddenly.

His scalp exploded and his hair stood on end, as if his heart was being gripped by a huge hand.

Hoarse and rough words rang in my ears.

"Can you...be quiet for a moment?"

In Bai Xianyou's eyes, the peace and joy that had just been there suddenly turned into something indescribable and terrifying.

Deeper than the abyss, higher than the mountains.

It was as if being stared at by hundreds of evil creatures.

The pitch-black ghost armor extended countless tentacles, wrapped around his body, and tightened his throat.

Breathing gradually became difficult.

A feeling of suffocation came over me.

'How can it be……'

Bai Xianyou was in a daze and bit his tongue before coming to his senses. He then began to breathe heavily like a drowning man.

"Hooah-hoah-"

He looked down and saw that the body was intact.

But that feeling of suffocation seemed to still remain in the throat.

When he raised his head again, Bai Xianyou's eyes were full of fear.