Shura, The Rebirth

At this time, even if there were two masters in the realm of saints, no one dared to rashly slaughter Ma Baishan's family on this platform.

The Ma Baishan who was trapped in the formation uttered a terrifying roar, but the people standing outside the formation couldn't hear it at all. They could only see the thunder and lightning in the formation, and the wind roared.

A thick thunder and lightning descended from the air and slammed Ma Baishan's body fiercely. What is even more shocking is that three figures suddenly flew out of Ma Baishan's body. These three figures were exactly the same as Ma Baishan's deity. These three figures appeared as triangles and formed a simple formation that trapped Ma Baishan's deity. In it.

"My goodness, is this true? Ma Baishan has cut off the three corpse gods?" There was a lot of discussion around, some people were shining in their eyes, others were frightened.

Undoubtedly, most of the people present wanted Ma Baishan to die. After all, Ma Baishan held authority and was very cruel to people. Many people bowed their heads to Ma Baishan because they were just afraid of it.

Only when Ma Baishan was in trouble, no one helped. Among them, the two saints stood on the side of Nebula, which was one of the reasons. Another reason is that Ma Baishan is unpopular.

Pei Junlin is still controlling the formation, constantly changing the combination of the formation, and the runes are constantly rotating on the formation, arranged into countless possible combinations, Pei Junlin is controlling the power in the formation, the priority is the first. The breeze and drizzle are heavy and the wind and showers are heavy.

Pei Junlin is like playing the piano, and Ma Baishan dances along with it. With Pei Junlin’s direct Ma Baishan dances involuntarily, every time Pei Junlin moves the roulette, it will bring shocking waves to Ma Baishan. Disaster.

Before Ma Baishan had time to take a breath, the storm came again, and the lightning that struck this time turned out to be blood red.

The sharp-eyed people immediately recognized the blood-colored lightning, which was the thunder of the heavens. Seeing this scene, many people's cold hair stood up. Cultivating to their realm no longer fears the general enemy power in the world, and only the heaven and the calamity are the nemesis of these cultivators.

Seeing the power of the red thunder and lightning, even the two saints showed a slightly fearful look on their faces, and they involuntarily stepped back two steps. The eyes of the two people watching Pei Junlin gradually changed.

Pei Junlin's mouth was filled with a sneer, and there was a hint of pride in his eyes, but as his fingers kept turning, the power of the thundering robbery began to increase.

Although Ma Baishan in the formation was constantly roaring, the flesh and blood of the body that was temporarily infested by the power of this thunder tribulation was corroded.

This is a terrifying sight. A saint was killed by a real monarch-level powerhouse by just moving his fingers and killing him invisibly. This was a terrifying nightmare for all cultivators.

In today’s White Dragon Holy Land, many masters look at Pei Junlin’s eyes with fear. It is because they can’t see the details of Pei Junlin, they feel that Pei Junlin is unpredictable. In fact, they don’t know this formation. Dharma can only be arranged here where the difference is a thousand miles away.

In order to trick Ma Baishan into the formation, Long Xingyun even took out the White Dragon Sacred Sword to lure Ma Baishan into the formation. All of this was actually carefully designed.

Hao has no doubt that Pei Junlin at this time has become the coach in everyone's mind, and everyone's eyes are on Pei Junlin. Today, if Pei Junlin can really kill the saint successfully, this is undoubtedly a big news, not only will shake the entire White Dragon Holy Land, but even Pei Junlin's reputation will be spread.

But Pei Junlin doesn't care anymore. The reason why he is willing to help Long Xingyun come out is just to make a good relationship, because this is close to the emperor-level figure, although the nearest way is a dead emperor.

With the continuous rotation of Pei Junlin's fingers, six identical runes gradually appeared on that formation, and at the moment when these six identical runes met, the entire formation exploded.

Countless people were exclaimed when they saw this scene. They felt that Pei Junlin seemed to be unable to control the situation. Even the two saint-level powerhouses were facing the enemy, for fear that Ma Baishan would escape from the formation at this time. come out.

Without the control of the formation, at this time the entire formation has been trusted by the rein, completely out of control. But Pei Junlin's face was extremely calm, even with a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, she knew that this was her pre-design, and she didn't need to manipulate it anymore, because after the completion of the last procedure, it was the murderous intrigue that triggered the emperor's level.

This murderous aura was the hostility that dissipated when Emperor Bailong became enlightened. However, the things left by the emperor-level figures are earth-shattering, but they are only spurred by Pei Junlin. Everyone in the entire hall is like facing the abyss, like facing the enemy, it seems that they are locked by some terrifying peerless weapon.

Almost everyone’s heart is full of anxiety, just like the end of the day, even Pei Junlin will face tremendous pressure at this time, but at this moment, a phantom fell from the sky, everyone can only see the light of self , Couldn't open his eyes at all, and then in front of everyone, a picture of the afterglow of the setting sun appeared.

But in the afterglow of the pale golden sunset, a man holding a long sword with only one back, silently walked towards the dark horizon.

In this sad scene, in the eyes of many people, many people are emotionally infected, and they seem to have feelings when their hearts are touched. Some people have even recognized this, phantom your back, that is the White Dragon Saint Emperor back then.

That was an era when a place came together, and the heroes fought together in the Central Plains, and the world of killing each other would collapse. In that era, slaughtering the gods and destroying the immortals was not a legend, and the main theme of man's victory over genius.

Seeing this tragic scene and the killing intent soaring to the sky, everyone held their breath and felt the pressure they could not bear in their hearts.

When everyone's eyes could see things again, they found that Ma Baishan's figure had stood still, and that formation had disappeared.

"Failed?"

The most shocking thing is Dragon Xingyun. If he really fails, he will completely offend Ma Baishan. In the future, he will have no place in the White Dragon Holy Land. Both forces will join hands to deal with him.

The two saint-level powerhouses immediately surrounded the nebula to protect his safety, but at this time, Pei Junlin’s mouth was lightly exposed with light rain, and he took a breath and saw only a faint air current. Flying over, the figure of Ma Baishan turned out to be like a weathered stone, and it began to wither quickly, turning into powder and falling down.

But the sage-level powerhouse ended in such a tragedy, the body turned into ruins, the whole person turned into ashes, and no longer existed in this world. Everyone in the hall took a breath, because seeing this scene has exceeded their imagination.

Everyone's eyes were concentrated on Pei Junlin's body, and some people didn't even dare to look at Pei Junlin. Even some semi-holy powerhouses felt an involuntary tremor when they saw Pei Junlin's eyes.

"Successful?" Long Xingyun's body was trembling slightly, and the whole person almost jumped up with excitement. At this moment, a woman's voice suddenly came from outside the hall.

"Xingyun, what are you doing nonsense? These are the old officials your father left behind, why did you kill Ma Baishan?" A woman walked in from the outside, and it was Xingyun's stepmother, Yelu Jinzhu.

Yelu Jinzhu wears a long skirt with hollow gold silk, and the whole person looks like a goddess above the nine heavens. As soon as Yelu Jinzhu entered the hall, everyone in the entire hall seemed to hold their breath. Because everyone wants to see how this family battle will end.

"This Ma Baishan secretly wants to kill me, can't I fight back?" At this time, Long Xingyun had completely calmed down.

Although it was still a child's immature face, there was a frightful look in his eyes.

Then Yelu Jinzhu saw the face of Long Xingyun, and suddenly seemed to feel something, but he still straightened his face, pointed at Xingyun and said, "I suspect you are bewitched by the people around me now. Detain you first and put you under house arrest for a period of time. As for all the evildoers around you, you will be killed."

Accompanied by Yelu Jinzhu’s voice, the dozen or so maids who fell beside him, like flying cranes, rushed towards Pei Junlin. It seems that they have been prepared for a long time and are ready to kill Pei Junlin on the spot. .

Now that Ma Baishan is dead, it is Heng Yelu Jinzhu's wife who is useless. At this time, Monarch Ye Yu takes a decisive move, just like Jiang Xingyun is completely in his own hands, which is equivalent to indirectly controlling the White Dragon Holy Land.

As for Pei Junlin these people, in Na Yelu Jinzhu's eyes, they are just warlocks, Hupengouyou, and kill him.

For a moment, the entire hall was drawn with swords, UU reading www.uukanshu.com and even the guardian Long Xingyun’s two saint-level masters were at a loss at this time. After all, in the name of the entire White Dragon Holy Land, Yelu Jinzhu was the master. Mother is in charge.

Now Long Xingyun is nothing more than nothing, and it is still long before he truly takes over power. What's more, Yelu Jinzhu only wants to teach under house arrest, and Long Xingyun does not directly want to put to death, so even the elders of the White Dragon Holy Land, even if they interfere, they are unknown.

The situation deteriorated in an instant, and those who secretly supported Ma Baishan whispered suddenly, with a look of joy on their faces.

But at this time, it was not only that Pei Junlin didn't have any nervous look on his face, but even a smile appeared on the corner of Long Xingyun's mouth.

Seeing the performance of Nebula, no one was surprised. Even Na Yelu Jinzhu couldn't hold her face at this time. The only point of majesty he was a stepmother now was swept away.

"Xingyun, I'm still your nominal mother, and you treat me so disrespectfully. According to the legacy of the White Dragon Holy Land, I am now qualified to abolish you." Yelu Jinzhu coldly stared at Long Xingyun as if On the verge of rage.

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