Rabbit nodded.

Fang Yan hurriedly handed out the sword, and the sword was different when it landed in Tutu's hands.

It has become smaller, so small that a bunny's paw can hold it.

It has become charming, and the brilliance of the bright moon shines on the blade.

Tutu slashed towards the water curtain with a sword, and on the blade, a bright moon flew out with boundless sword light wrapped around it.

This sword is called—

Recruiting Moon Sword Art!

Exactly.

This is the supreme sword art that Bai Lian obtained from the system, and this is also the first form of the divine art [Bai Wusheng Sword Art] created by Yaoguang Xingjun himself!

It has the power of swallowing the sky, slaughtering cities and destroying countries, and slashing stars and splitting worlds.

But Tutu is just a Tutu after all.

The sword she swung out was powerful, but she was still unable to break through Bai Lian's blockade.

But Tutu is not discouraged.

If one sword is not enough, then two swords!

She tirelessly used the Moon Moon Sword Art to slash the water curtain.

Fang Yan looked at it, he wanted to dissuade Tutu, so frequent use of big moves would hurt his body.

But he couldn't persuade him.

The moonlight washed away endlessly in the water curtain. At a certain moment, when Tutu cut out a sword again, a crack suddenly appeared on the solid water curtain.

"…"

Tutu froze in place.

She actually didn't expect herself to break the water curtain.

Now that the water curtain is broken, she is not only unhappy, but worried.

It must be that Bai Lian is in trouble.

There was no time to hesitate.

Rabbit carrying a five-inch dagger, turned into a streamer and flew towards the depths of Yuanqing Mountain.

Fang Yan looked back and forth, and finally stayed.

All he can do is to continue to guard those refugees and never let them be harmed.

Chapter 7 The day of Bai Lian's sanctification, when the fluctuating light returns!

The Taicang Basin is very large.

But that's for ordinary people.

After the cultivation base has been greatly improved, today's Bai Lian can tear up the space by hand!

In her eyes, the thousands of miles in the eyes of others are no different from the three inches under her feet.

She took such a gentle step.

Swish.

After one breath, an eye-catching white fog suddenly appeared above the dark forest in the depths of Yuanqing Mountain.

That was Bai Lian who was almost full of firepower.

At this time, she has completely recovered her former appearance.

The peaks are like gatherings, and the waves are like fury!

The fair and straight legs were brought together, like a sharp and slender ice sword.

Covered by frost and snow, the light blue shorts she was wearing had also changed now, suddenly turning into an ice-white robe woven from countless ice silk and snow essence.

This robe is not an ordinary robe, it is not a spiritual tool, it is even a spiritual tool.

The frost and snow floating around it seemed to have been brewing for millions of years, the chill was biting, and the surrounding space was distorted by a slight shake.

Under the wrapping of the robe, Bai Lian's figure looks taller and taller, looking from a distance as cold and arrogant as the Snow Sea Empress who descended to earth—

[It can only be viewed from a distance, not to be played with! 】

But even more noteworthy are the patterns embellished on the white robes.

There is nothing complicated about the pattern. At first glance, the impression left is nothing more than a "big" character.

But when a bystander groped deeply, he would suddenly find that the simple lines suddenly trembled.

wow-

In an instant, white waves rushed in all directions with thousands of piles of snow, and every wave seemed to carry mysterious and unpredictable truths.

If you can swallow that truth whole, even beasts with undeveloped intelligence can sit on the ground and become holy, pointing directly to the realm of becoming a god.

"Have you grown up again?"

Bai Lian glanced down.

She is not talking about her own? Her? It has not changed for a long time since it reached this height.

She is very satisfied with this.

That thing is too big not only not optimistic, but it will make people feel uncomfortable.

At this time, in Bai Lian's eyes, there were thousands of free runes.

Exactly.

That's the rhyme special effect that makes her saint's name "real"!

At first, those Dao rhythms like water waves and clouds were only rippling near her feet.

At that time, she was determined to train her junior sisters to become big brothers in the cultivation world, because then she could lie down and eat soft rice until she died.

Who would have thought that the cultivators of the world of immortality hadn't been cultivated, but a few of them were raised in foot control.

Later, when she brought Fourth Junior Sister back to Qiongming Peak, her Dao Yun special effects were suddenly upgraded to version 2.0, and the coverage came to the roots of her thighs, which looked like a pair of unique white translucent pantyhose.

Now, the coverage of this special effect has undergone great changes again, and she can already touch her southern hemisphere.

It's beautiful to look good.

but…

This is too strange, sister!

Bai Lian carefully looked at the system prompt interface, but she couldn't find the prompt that Dao Yun was upgraded to version 3.0 after searching for a long time.

Who can tell me what the **** is going on?

Bai Lian only felt a lot of pressure.

After the coverage of Dao Yun's special effects has been improved, the pair of earrings on her ears can no longer cover up its elegance.

Won't you keep it like this in the future?

【Spirit +100】

【Danger level +1000】

Gan!

Bai Lian was extremely guilty.

In this way, she is more like a delicious bunny than bunny to those old monsters and fairies.

But now is not the time to worry about such things.

Long-term worries cannot be forgotten, and near-term worries cannot be ignored.

Before she broke into the black forest below, she had already smelled a terrible breath.

Come to think of it, that's what Fang Yan called "evil cultivator".

Bai Lian held her breath, she lowered her head and began to look around.

As far as the eye can see, the sky that is dry and without the slightest moisture also snows with goose feathers.

a moment.

Bai Lian's ice-white eyebrows suddenly wrinkled slightly.

She saw it.

In the depths of the dense forest, a group of human-shaped black figures sat upright on the ground, with no intention of covering up their figure at all.

"Does this mean that there is nothing to be afraid of anymore?"

Bai Lian murmured.

Come to think of it.

According to the quest reward, the strength of that shadow is definitely not lower than that of the Eight Tribulations Loose Immortal.

On the bright side of Eastern Divine Continent, apart from the four major sects and a few leaders of the Demon Dao, it is difficult for anyone to compete with him.

certainly.

Bai Lian, who played all the endings of "Battle of the Gods", knew that the water in the Eastern Divine Continent was very deep, and even people from the four major sects could not grasp it!

Otherwise, the four major sects in the later stage of the game would not have been wiped out in turn.

"Would you like to turn around and leave now?"

Bai Lian suddenly had such a thought in his heart.

She could leave this matter to Taixuan Daomen, a self-proclaimed righteous person.

However, it will always take a lot of time to come and go, and during this time, I don't know how many people will die.

Bai Lian remembered the Baimen established by Zhao Haiya and Gong Liangshu.

After calming down, she was not surprised that Zhao Haiya would do such a thing.

What really touched her was the change in Gongliangshu.

The Gong Liangshu she had met was the executioner in the game who was stained with more blood than the third junior sister.

Every time he appeared on the stage, the standing painting gave people a kind of evil spirit.

Especially the pair of eyes that had long been soaked into blood red.

【crazy】

This is the truest portrayal of Gong Liangshu.

After slaying his master, he has completely lost his humanity. What drives him to continue his actions is the magic sword he holds in his hand, a sword forged with his obsession.

It was hard for Bai Lian to imagine that Gong Liangshu would become one of the two founders of Baimen.

"May the spirit of the Holy Monarch protect you!"

"Today, let's tell the story of the saint before he became famous."

Poof.

The corners of Bai Lian's mouth couldn't help evoking a small smile.

When she thought that Gong Liangshu would talk like this, she felt that this world was very strange.

Hey, it's too funny, the character design has collapsed!

"The human heart... It's really hard to fathom."

Bai Lian stretched out his right hand.

The white porcelain-like palm suddenly splashed upside down.

As time passed, a sword made of pure water essence slowly protruded from the center of the spray.