Everyone held their breath.

  That figure was submerged and disappeared in a huge white light column.

  The white-robed woman standing on the cloud perhaps overexerted herself, and also stumbled, no longer able to maintain her balance, slowly falling down.

  But where did this sudden burst of laughter come from?

  This desolation is not invincible!

  A red glow burst forth from a white light column, deep red like blood. The man's entire body was bathed in blood, and he charged out like a madman, throwing his head back and letting out a long howl.

  The night is getting darker.

  Scattered hair, torn clothes, splashed blood like fog, only the Blood Pearl was bright, illuminating the entire night sky.

  He raised his head, stared with wide eyes and rushed straight up.

  The wind was howling, the smell of blood wafted through the air, Lu Xueqi's face was as white as snow, without a hint of blood color. As she gazed at the approaching figure, Tianyue instinctively stabbed out.

  Azure light flashed, in an instant piercing through the bloody mist, right before his eyes.

  That wound, in front of her eyes.

  Tianyuan's micro tremble!

  Those eyes, deep and familiar, yet crazily so.

  Still remember, many years ago, the reckless youth...

  The red mangosteen surged up, submerging the figures of two people.

  Wailing voices echoed through the sky, filling it with mournful cries.

  People on the right path exclaimed and rushed up to fly. However, before they could react, another strange white shadow flew up like lightning.

  In the midst of the crimson chaos, a blood-stained palm, like a demon's claw, reached out to grab her.

  However, Tianyao quietly and weakly lowered her head.

  She stood alone in the wind and rain, facing him, silently gazing at him.

  Bloody palm prints on her collar, surging evil energy, roaring at the edge of his hand.

  Those eyes that had gone mad and blood-red were right in front of her.

  Whose heart is beating gently...

  The red millet scattered, and a figure fell down suddenly.

  Lu Xueqi stood in mid-air, her eyes tightly closed, and on the collar of her clothes, there was a shocking red bloodstain that caught the eye.

  After the storm, will there still be tears...

  Just a moment before the people on the right path, a sudden white shadow snatched away the unconscious Ghost Ji, and carried him horizontally to open up, it was Xiao Bai.

  She looked at Gui Lie's injuries, her brow furrowed in concern, shaking her head and sighing softly: "You really can't take it, this man, even if you're deeply emotional, there's no need to make it so tragic..."

  Gui Li did not respond, a person who had lost consciousness would not speak. However, the people on the right path, after their initial surprise, scolded and rebuked him, Xiao Bai raised his eyes to look at them, with bright and charming eyes, instantly stunning everyone.

  Lu Xueqi slowly fell to the ground, the bloody handprint on her collar seemed to be carved in general, and it was particularly eye-catching on her white clothes. Almost everyone could imagine that the devil's palm had brought death so close to this woman!

  She managed to escape once again, and it was the evil cult's sorcerer who suffered a severe injury.

  The young generation of Qingyunmen is indeed extraordinary and outstanding.

  Xiao Bai's gaze swept over everyone, finally falling on Lu Xueqi's body, carefully sizing her up for a moment before nodding and smiling slightly: "Indeed an otherworldly beauty, no wonder you can make men go crazy for you." After speaking, she first looked at the Ghost Ji in her arms, then intentionally or unintentionally turned to look at Li Xu, who was standing beside her with a pained expression.

  Li Kun's face flashed with a hint of anger, his right hand had been counterattacked by Gui Li's Blood Devouring Magic during their previous battle, and half of his palm was as dry as charcoal, a frightening sight to behold. It was unknown whether it would affect his future cultivation. Upon hearing this suddenly appearing seductive woman's sarcastic tone, he immediately became enraged: "Who are you? This Gui Li is an evil demon from the demonic cult, you'd better...".

  "Hah!"

  Xiao Bai suddenly burst out laughing, facing the crowd of righteous people, and deliberately hugged Gui Li tighter, who had lost consciousness. Instantly, the surrounding crowd cast sideways glances at them, with disdain on their faces. Xiao Bai said calmly, "Don't you know? I've never been one to recognize propriety!"

  Li Kun was taken aback for a moment and didn't know what to say, while the pain in his right hand grew more severe, and he felt extremely anxious.

  Just then, a sudden cry of surprise and alarm came from behind.

  "Nine-tailed Fox Spirit! She is the Nine-tailed Fox Spirit!"

  Everyone was shocked, and Lu Xueqi and Fa Xiang didn't know the secret of the Xuanhuo Altar in Fengxiang Valley, but it was okay. However, the disciples in Fengxiang Valley were in a state of panic, and when they looked at the person who had shouted out, it turned out to be Lü Shùn, the oldest among them.

  Xiao Bai glanced at Lü Shun a few times, thought for a moment, and nodded: "You old man, are you the coward who hid behind Yun Yiluan and Shangguan Ce two years ago?"

  Lv Shun's face turned bright red with anger, his finger pointing at Xiao Bai, trembling slightly as he shouted: "What are you looking at? Still not coming up? Catch this demon!"

  Xiao Bai let out a soft laugh, hugging Gui Li in a threatening manner as if to rise up. Lü Shun took off first, intercepting her head-on. Unexpectedly, Xiao Bai hummed and didn't even give him a glance. A white shadow floated by, and a dark light flew out from her sleeve, striking the tip of Lü Shun's sword.

  Lü Shunren was in mid-air, let out a muffled grunt, and flipped back down, apparently having taken some hidden damage.

  Everyone's face changed color, Lü Shùn, although his reputation was far inferior to that of his contemporaries, Yún Yī Lán and Shàng Guān Cè, but he was also a figure from the older generation of Huǒ Xiāng Gǔ. However, under this nine-tailed celestial fox, an extraordinary demon, he was actually blocked in just one move, it can be imagined how high his demonic cultivation is.

  At this moment, the crowd shouted and rushed forward together. Xiao Bai slightly furrowed his brow, with a look of disdain on his face. His body swayed, dodging several people in a row. Just as he was about to take flight, a pure Buddhist chant suddenly sounded from behind him, and a wave of golden light surged over.

  Xiao Bai's eyebrows furrowed for the first time, revealing a look of surprise. He turned around, his sleeves fluttering as he danced, and shot out a pale green light that countered the golden light.

  "Mahaprajna," she glanced at the Dharma form and nodded, "I didn't expect Tianyin Temple to produce someone as talented as you. Indeed, it's no wonder that it's a major sect on par with Qingyun."

  "Thank you, benefactor, for your praise." Although his words were polite, after he joined his palms together, the golden light grew even more intense. A single, dazzlingly bright pearl shot out from between his sleeves and flew towards Xiaobai with a whirring sound.

  Xiao Bai let out a low hum, and the green light retracted. His entire body, along with Gui Li, floated up into the air, soaring straight up to the sky. A moment later, the spot where he had been standing was struck by the Wheel of Reincarnation, causing a loud rumbling sound. The entire ground was smashed by the Buddha's Gate, creating a massive crater two zhang in diameter.

  Not wanting to entangle further, Xiao Bai took the opportunity to turn around and leave, but as soon as he moved his body, a blue light flashed before his eyes. The sound of "hiss" filled the air, and the sky was covered with a layer of sword aura. It was Lu Xueqi's Tianjue Sword that had arrived. Xiao Bai's face turned cold, and he suddenly stretched out his hand, directly inserting it into the midst of the countless sword auras. A clear "ding" sound echoed through the air, and Lu Xueqi's sword aura disappeared, her face filled with surprise. The Tianjue Sword also returned to her hand.

  Xiao Bai didn't hesitate, and with a ghostly figure, he suddenly disappeared into thin air. The crowd was shocked, and after a moment, someone saw a white shadow flashing like lightning, rushing towards the other side of the river, shouting loudly.

  Only to see Xiao Bai flash into a wooden house. A moment later, before the crowd arrived, he flew out of the window again, and on his shoulder, in addition to Gui Li, there was also a small gray shadow, which was still snoring heavily, the monkey Xiao Hui...

  When the crowd arrived, Xiaobai's figure had already disappeared. While many people were angrily scolding and cursing, most of them secretly felt a chill in their hearts, for this nine-tailed celestial fox was indeed not to be underestimated with its profound cultivation.

  At this moment, the battle in Qiliang Village has finally subsided completely, leaving behind only a sea of raging flames and countless Miao villagers' painful wails.

  In the distance, the injured leader of the Tu Ma Bone Tribe was shouting loudly, leading a team of people rushing up the mountain, apparently to check on the situation of the Great Shaman. And on the mountain waist, someone had already surrounded the Great Shaman, and the shouting voices came from far away.

  Everyone returned to their original place, only to see the surrounding flames burning fiercely in the sky. The flames engulfed the crackling sound of the wooden beams, and more and more burnt crossbeams fell down, the situation was extremely tragic.

  Fa Xiang shook his head and sighed, his face full of compassion, and flew into the sea of fire first to help the Miao people put out the fire. Under his influence, other disciples in Fengxiang Valley also followed suit.

  Li Kun only now felt the pain in his right hand slightly alleviated, it seemed that as long as he circulated his Qi to resist it, there would be no great harm, and he finally put his mind at ease, letting out a sigh of relief.

  Just as he was hesitating whether to follow and help put out the fire, a voice suddenly came from behind: "Brother Li."

  Li Xun was taken aback, turned his head to look back, and saw Lu Xueqi's Tianyuan returned to its scabbard, held in her hand. Her white clothes fluttered under the firelight. The blood-red palm print on her collar was even more eye-catching, yet she seemed to have no intention of covering it up.

  At this moment, she was as calm and collected as ever, gazing at Li Xuan with a faint expression.

  Li Xuan didn't know why, but being looked at by her made him feel a bit uneasy, so he said: "What's the matter, Lu Shimei?"

  Lu Xueqi gazed silently at Li Xun, and after a while, she slowly said: "The wound on Gui Lie's right shoulder, was it inflicted by your jade ruler?"

  Li Kun's mouth suddenly felt a bit dry, and after a moment, he replied calmly: "Yes."

  Lu Xueqi grasped Tianyao's hand, tightening it for a moment. On her pale skin, a faint blue seemed to appear. But her face remained as white and cold as snow, without any expression.

  She nodded slightly and turned away.

  Li Xuan's head suddenly rose with inexplicable anger and he said loudly: "Lu Shimei, what do you mean?"

  Lu Xueqi's body paused for a moment, under the raging flames around her, her white figure seemed to be burning as well.

  "Great technique! So impressive!"

  A faint voice came from that person who didn't look back and walked away with his back to me, word by word, very slowly, extremely clear.

  Li Kun suddenly became mute.

  Lu Xueqi walked forward, and suddenly a large house above her had been burning fiercely for a long time. With a loud crackling sound, a huge horizontal beam carrying scorching flames came crashing down on her head.

  Li Kun was shocked, but before he could shout out, Lu Xueqi let out a soft whistle. In the whistling sound, somehow there was a hint of sadness and anger. Seeing her left hand swing, the Tianyao divine sword swung up with its scabbard, blue light bursting forth, amidst the rumbling sound, it forcefully struck the giant tree into powder, sending countless sparks flying, blocking out the sky and sun, after a moment they fell down like rain, extremely magnificent, blocking Li Kun and Lu Xueqi, drowning her figure without a trace.

  Li Xuan gazed at the sky filled with scattered fire and rain, and for a moment he was stunned, mesmerized by the sight.

  The night is deep and dark.

  Xiaobai transformed into a swift white light, darting back and forth through the mountains and valleys, far away from Qili Valley. It wasn't until about half an hour later that she found a secluded spot on the waist of a high mountain and stopped.

  She gently put down Gui Li, placing him on the ground. The man's body was covered in blood, with a significant amount flowing to his hands, which were slowly being absorbed by the flashing, eerie red glow of the Blood Devouring Bead. At this moment, the Blood Devouring Bead seemed like a malevolent spirit attached to Gui Li's body, constantly devouring its master's vital energy.

  Xiao Bai sighed and reached out to take the Soul-Devouring Staff from Gui Li's hand, but unexpectedly, although Gui Li was unconscious, his hand still tightly grasped the staff, as if it was the only thing he could rely on.

  Xiaobai pulled twice, but unexpectedly couldn't take it from his hand, shook his head and gave up.

  Her gaze fell on her own hands, and her right hand's middle finger and index finger, which were originally as white as jade, slowly turned red at this moment, with a hint of uncontrollable trembling.

  Xiao Bai smiled and said in a low voice: "Good one Tianyue, indeed the name is not in vain, it's really a divine soldier..."

  "Thud." A sudden voice came from beside her, and Xiaobai was startled. She turned to look, but it was Xiao Hui who had fallen off her shoulder while drunk, landing right next to his seriously injured master. He made a few "tsk" sounds with his mouth, rubbed his head with his hand, and amazingly fell asleep again.

  Xiao Bai was both angry and amused, shouting loudly: "Dead monkey!"

  "Hmm...".

  "Your stupid master is going to die soon!"

  "Hmm...".

  Xiaobai was speechless, rolled her eyes at the monkey, kicked it away with one foot, then squatted down beside Guilai, examining his injuries up and down, shaking her head in dismay.

  The night air is cool as water, and the chill is slowly seeping into my bones.

  That chill, as if it had been experienced many years ago?

  The ghost woke up with a start, and such thoughts flashed through his mind.

  Opening her eyes, the first thing she saw was a sky full of starlight.

  The night sky of the southern border, at this moment, no longer has flames, no longer has noise, finally revealing its original peaceful and tranquil side. The sky is dotted with countless stars, shining brightly.

  Big or small, they all seem like human eyes, perhaps with a bit of mischief, gazing at the world with a playful glance.

  A sharp pain shot from his right shoulder and instantly spread throughout his body, aching all over. Even someone as strong as him couldn't help but take in a breath of cool air.

  "You're awake." A calm and slightly concerned voice sounded beside me.

  The ghost turned its head and saw Xiao Bai's face.

  He propped himself up into a sitting position, but the movement pulled on his wound and he couldn't help but furrow his brow.

  Xiaobai looked at him and said: "You're badly hurt, you should rest well first!"

  The ghost lowered his head, and only saw that the wound on his right shoulder was bandaged with a white cloth strip. Other minor wounds were also visible to have been treated. There was no one else here, it must be Xiao Bai's credit when he fainted.

  "He said in a low voice: 'It was you who saved me, thank you.'"

  Xiao Bai shrugged and said: "I didn't do anything, it's mainly because you're lucky, even I couldn't have imagined that you could still survive in that situation."

  The ghost let out a cold hum, and in his mind, he recalled the scenes of the decisive battle at Qili Gorge. Suddenly, a wave of despair washed over him, and he stood still, unable to say anything.

  Xiao Bai said leisurely, "Speaking of which, the Miao people in Qili Valley are still the most unfortunate! Their homes were burned down, not to mention their tribesmen suffered countless casualties. Even if they revered him as a god-like shaman, I think he's more likely to bring calamity than good fortune..."

  The ghost's body suddenly shook violently.

  "What's wrong with him?" The ghost's voice suddenly became hoarse.

  Xiao Bai still had that air of not being concerned, hanging high and speaking leisurely: "I remember that old man fighting with a strange person in the sky, finally exhausting his strength and suffering heavy injuries, and even their sacred artifact..."

  "How is he, is he dead?" The ghost suddenly sprang up, abruptly interrupting Xiaobai's words, and it was clear that he didn't care about the so-called Miao people's sacred artifact at all. But as soon as he stood up, a pained expression appeared on his face, his legs softened, and he stumbled, almost falling down.

  Xiao Bai was about to reach out to support him, but Gui Li had already managed to steady himself with a loud gasp, his forehead beaded with cold sweat.

  Xiao Bai slowly withdrew his hand and gazed at him silently, saying: "What's the point of this again?"

  "Gu Lian let out a sigh and asked: 'What happened to Da Wu Shi? Is he alright?'"

  Xiao Bai said: "When I took you away, I saw from afar that the Miao people were surrounding that old man. To be honest, I don't know whether he's dead or alive."

  A pained and regretful look flashed across his eyes, he gritted his teeth, turned around and walked away. However, after just a few steps, he suddenly let out a muffled groan, the white bandage on his right shoulder had already turned red, and his face began to contort in agony.

  Xiao Bai said softly behind him: "You'd better rest for a while! The 'Divine Sword Thunderbolt Technique' of Qingyun Gate is not something that can be easily endured."

  Guilian only felt that the meridians in his body were in a mess, his breath was disordered, and the Daoist techniques of Qingyunmen, the "Mahavairocana" of Tianyinsi, and the heavenly book's secret methods were all jumbled together. Since he betrayed Qingyun ten years ago, he had killed countless people in the demonic sect's internal strife, but today's injury was the most severe.

  Lu Xueqi's cultivation path is indeed a thousand miles in one day!

  He muttered a sentence with a hint of bitterness in his heart, but still forcibly endured the painful moans from his body, and slowly took a step forward.

  "You're willing to risk your life to see that great wizard, is it for Biyao?" Little White's voice came from behind him.

  Gu Li did not answer and slowly took a second step out.

  Xiaobai stood behind him, gazing at the stubborn figure, let out a sigh and shook his head with a bitter smile: "You're amazing, you're amazing!" As he spoke, he slowly followed up. But just a moment later, she suddenly said: "The white-clothed woman who fought with you tonight, compared to Bixiao, which one do you like more?"

  Gui Lie's body shook, and he suddenly turned his head, staring tightly at Xiao Bai. Xiao Bai's face remained unchanged, and under Gui Lie's even fierce gaze, he still smiled at him.

  The ghost let out a coarse breath, slowly turned his head away, no longer looking at her. A moment later, he said in a low voice, as if to himself: "In this world, only Bi Yao has ever been truly kind to me!"

  Xiao Bai was silent.

  "For her, even if I die, what's the difference?" Gui Li said slowly, then shifted his body and walked forward.

  The sky is studded with stars, and their light falls on humanity.

  Xiao Bai let out a soft sigh, followed along, walked for several steps, then suddenly turned back, facing the original resting place, and shouted loudly: "Dead monkey, we're leaving!"

  "Hmm...".

  Xiao Bai: *silence*