Chaotic Sword God

Bai Ye Patriarch was somewhat confused by Yun Que Zhenren's behavior. He naturally knew that the Ghost Immortal Sect was indeed a behemoth that he could not afford to offend, but the one who appeared before him was just a deputy leader of the same level as him. Even if he was afraid of the Ghost Immortal Sect, he would not be scared like this when facing a deputy leader of the second level of the Immortal Realm.

Bai Ye Patriarch stared at Lan Caidie across from him with suspicion, and said, "Does Yun Que Zhenren have any handle in your hands?"

Lan Caidie showed a meaningful smile and said, "If you leave now, you can be safe."

"Hmph, I am not Yun Que Zhenren. Your Ghost Immortal Sect is very powerful, but I am alone, unrestrained, and have been wandering around the fairy world all my life. I am not as afraid as Yun Que Zhenren." Bai Ye Patriarch snorted coldly, without any fear in his expression. He glanced at Lan Caidie and looked at Jian Chen behind him, saying, "I want to take 50% of the natural treasures on Yang Yutian. If you don't agree, then I will have to fight with you to see if I am qualified."

"But let me be frank. If we delay too long, then perhaps you and I will get nothing."

Bai Ye Patriarch grabbed the void with his palm, and a white flag appeared in his hand, exuding the power of a top-grade artifact.

He held the flag in both hands, his aura rising, and stared at Lan Caidie coldly: "Deputy Sect Leader Lan, have you thought about it?"

"A grain of rice dares to compete with the sun and the moon. Since you want to die, I will grant your wish!" Lan Caidie's murderous intent was revealed. The next moment, a huge energy burst out from her body, and in an instant it condensed into a blood-red figure that was ten feet tall. The vast pressure filled the world, causing the void to shake violently.

If this was not the Motian Realm, with many formations to stabilize it, I am afraid that the pressure from Lan Caidie alone would be enough to collapse the starry sky.

"This momentum... has almost exceeded the scope of the Second Heaven. No wonder Yun Que is so afraid of you. It turns out that your strength has reached this level." On the opposite side, the expression of the Bai Ye Patriarch suddenly became solemn, and he said fiercely: "But so what, I am also a person who has entered the realm of the Second Heaven. Even if I can't defeat you, I can still hold you back and let more strong people come here." "Don't think about getting what I can't get easily." The Bai Ye Patriarch shook his hands, and the white flag in his hand suddenly unfolded. A lifelike peerless sword was engraved on it. As the sword light flowed, it released a sharp and powerful sword energy. The Bai Ye Patriarch pinched his fingers, and the peerless sword engraved on the flag seemed to come alive all of a sudden, becoming agile, and then rolled up a monstrous sword energy and flew out of the flag, blooming with a bright light like the scorching sun, and killed Lan Caidie like lightning. Lan Caidie showed a hint of contempt at the corner of her mouth. She stretched out her finger and lightly tapped the oncoming peerless divine sword. Following her action, the 10-zhang-tall blood-colored figure followed closely and also stretched out a finger to point forward.

Lan Caidie's finger did not contain any energy fluctuations. It seemed to be just a casual move and had no offensiveness.

However, when the 10-zhang-tall blood-colored figure pointed out, a monstrous energy storm suddenly rolled up. The astonishing pressure caused the pupils of the Bai Ye Patriarch opposite to shrink sharply.

"Boom!"

There was only a loud noise, and the blood-colored figure's finger collided with the oncoming divine sword. The light of the divine sword suddenly became dim, and then turned into a little light rain and dissipated in the void, and turned into a pattern again on the flag in the hands of Bai Ye Patriarch.

And the blood-colored figure's finger did not lose any momentum, and with a monstrous force, it suppressed Bai Ye Patriarch.

The white flag in the hands of Bai Ye Patriarch was waving rapidly, and extremely sharp sword energy was gushing out from the flag, killing the blood-colored figure.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

There were constant roars in the void, and powerful energy storms were raging everywhere. The blood-colored figure's fingers destroyed all the incoming sword energy with a force like a bamboo, and finally slammed into the flag in the hands of Bai Ye Patriarch with a majestic force.

"Puff!"

Suddenly, the white flag of the upper-grade artifact grade lost its light, and Bai Ye Patriarch's face instantly turned pale as snow, and he opened his mouth and spurted out blood mist all over the sky, and staggered back.

"Impossible, this is impossible, we are both in the second level of the Immortal Realm, how can you be so powerful!" Bai Ye Patriarch stared at Lan Caidie opposite with his eyes wide open, roaring hysterically, as if he could not accept such a failure.

We are both in the second level of the Immortal Realm, and he was almost completely crushed!

Lan Caidie's old eyes narrowed into a slit and burst out with cold murderous intent. Without saying a word, she flashed in front of Bai Ye Patriarch and raised her palm to press down on Bai Ye Patriarch's head.

Suddenly, the huge palm of Shi Zhang Blood Shadow, like a cattail leaf fan, also covered his head, as if squeezing the void below, causing the space to solidify.

Bai Ye Patriarch roared to the sky, the energy in his body surged wildly, and his hands waved white flags, and sword energy soared into the sky, fighting back with all his strength.

However, the gap between the two sides was too big. When the bloody palm fell, all the sword energy was smashed into pieces. The overwhelming pressure that permeated turned into an invisible binding force, sealing the sky and trapping the earth, and suppressing Bai Ye Patriarch's body to death.

"Boom!"

Finally, with a dull roar, Patriarch Baiye's body was severely suppressed to the ground by big hands like cattail leaf fans. His whole body was pressed into the shape of a big character and could not move, and blood spurted out from his mouth.

"Impossible, this is impossible. Even if I encounter a strong man from the third level of the Immortal Realm, I can hold on for a moment. It is impossible to lose so quickly, and you are obviously only at the second level..." Bai Ancestor Ye roared, and the look he looked at Lan Caidie finally changed, with a hint of fear.

Because he found that he was almost powerless to resist the deputy leader of the Guixian Sect.

Lan Caidi ignored the yelling Ancestor Baiye, but turned her head to look at Jian Chen behind her, and asked: "Fellow Taoist Yang Yutian, should this person be killed or released?"

A bright light flashed in Jian Chen's eyes. He stared at Lan Caidi's old figure for a moment, and then slowly said: "Since this person is captured by you, then his life and death will naturally be decided by you."

"I understand!" At this time, Lan Caidi's attitude towards Jian Chen was completely different from a few months ago. She nodded slowly. When her eyes fell on Ancestor Baiye, the look in her eyes The peace disappeared and was replaced by a cold murderous intention.

"Since you have offended fellow Taoist Yang Yutian, then use your old life to atone for your sins." Lan Caidi said coldly, her palms turned into claws, and she mercilessly grabbed the head of Patriarch Baiye.

"Hmph, I am indeed no match for you, but if you want to kill me, you are just wishful thinking." At the moment of life and death, Patriarch Baiye gave up his body without hesitation, and his illusory soul emitted a blazing light and hung in the sky. With a ferocious look on his face: "I remember the Ghost Immortal Sect. After I leave the Sky World, I will kill every disciple of the Ghost Immortal Sect on sight..."

Before he finished speaking, Ancestor Baiye's soul disappeared into the distance instantly and was running away with all his strength into the distance.

"If you met someone else, even a third-level Immortal Realm, I'm afraid it would be difficult for you to stay, but you met me." A strange smile appeared at the corner of Lan Caidi's mouth. A thick blood-colored mist filled the air and quickly condensed into an ancient mark on the chest, carrying a mysterious and mysterious Taoist charm.

When this ancient mark first appeared, Jian Chen's pupils suddenly shrank slightly. This ancient mark seemed to contain a mysterious power, which could attract his soul to a certain extent, making his soul unable to bear it. There was a throbbing sensation.

"Ah——, this... what kind of power is this? Let me go, let me go quickly..." The next moment, a panicked voice came from far and near, and Baiye Lao Zu's soul seemed to be attracted by a mysterious force, and was being pulled quickly from a distance.

His soul was constantly struggling, and the powerful power of his soul was surging crazily, trying to get rid of this restraint.

But all to no avail.

In the end, with his expression full of horror, Ancestor Baiye's spirit was firmly attached to the ancient mark in front of Lan Caidie.