New White Snake Asking Immortals

Bai Yujun enthusiastically sent away the living advertisements, at least they were alive for now.

Ge Qianhu remained silent. After saying goodbye, he walked down the stone steps with a complicated look on his face. After walking for a while, he turned back and saw only white mist in the building. He couldn't even see the steps going up the mountain clearly.

After going down the mountain, Ge Qianhu found that he could not find the path he had just walked. Standing at the bottom of the mountain, he could occasionally see the top of the mountain through the thick fog.

Those low-level evil monsters ran away cleanly before.

I secretly thought that it was a pity that the demon giant had suffered heavy losses. It would be great if we could take this opportunity to wipe out all the demons in one fell swoop.

That's all, it's better to ask for help than to ask for yourself. He glanced at the magic sword in his hand.

"If I don't go to hell, who will?"

He put away the knife, turned around and walked quickly away from the mountain, hoping to catch up with a few demons and kill them.

On the top of the mountain, the noise just now no longer existed, and the sound of wind and leaves was left all over the mountain. Bai Yujun waved his hand to disperse the foul smell caused by the gathering of evil monsters, and ordered the hard-working fat-headed cat to clean up the dirt on the ground, waving his fan and stepping on it. The clouds drifted back into the building.

From now on, we have to continue to advertise and promote the business until the business is booming.

There is no easy way to do business.

I lay down on the rocking chair, crossed my legs, hooked my big toes on my slippers and swayed slowly, basking in the sun leisurely.

Close your eyes, and your consciousness instantly returns to the body still in the ice, paying attention to the current situation in the fairy world.

I found that there are many more rivers on the huge mountain peaks. Looking down from a high place, I can vaguely see that many rivers outline the shape of dragon scales. There are more and more humans and birds and beasts. All life is inseparable from rain. Dragon-shaped peaks are always covered with clouds. Rainfall is constant and rainbows are common.

Bai Yujun found that all the forces were very persistent and would send people to consolidate the formation every once in a while.

The main frame of the formation was built by powerful people from all sides. Even so, it is still difficult to rest assured. The formation is not omnipotent. Whether it is the divine dragon Bai Yujun or the twilight star, it is mysterious and unpredictable, and the power it exudes erodes the formation all the time.

As time goes by, loopholes often appear in the magic circle and need to be constantly patched. A simple summary is that the more patches and patches accumulate, the thicker they become...

Perhaps it was a coincidence that when Bai Yujun's consciousness returned to his original form, he actually sensed someone calling him.

Although I am a "heaven" in countless worlds, the things I sincerely invite are happening all the time. If I can feel it, I must be familiar with it. I have to go and see whether I can help or not.

Moubai is like this. He doesn't care whether his relatives and friends have extraordinary cultivation. He can chat with mortals and joke with ancient gods.

The summons came from a small, remote world that had not yet been transformed by the snake monsters.

Bai Bai, who had nothing to do, suddenly became interested.

"Let's go out and play"

Ignoring the innocuous matters of the magic circle, the child's hole in the ice shone brightly.

The main body separates weak energy for projection, and the picture in front of the eyes is filled with endless dense colored light. Bai Yujun's projection speed is very fast. It would be better if there is an altar opposite. There is nothing, just a sincere prayer. This kind of forced arrival would be replaced by an ordinary god. The demon is likely to explode directly.

Follow the sense in the dark to make a long shuttle, silently calculate the distance, lock the target and stop the shuttle.

After a while, when the lines were reduced and the screen paused and returned to normal, what Bai Yujun saw was an ordinary small world.

There is a blue sky above the head, surrounded by thick golden cumulus clouds. There may have been intensive thunder and lightning just now, but now only a few electric snakes are left.

Lowering your head, you can see a large wasteland below. Weeds are growing wildly in the barren fields, dust is flying, and the desolate scenery can be seen in full view.

If you look closely, you will see that there are dense crowds of people on the ground looking up at the sky, dressed in a strong feudal ancient style.

Bai Yujun sighed.

Most of the world is like this or even more primitive.

It would be really lucky to be reincarnated into a world that focuses on development. More worlds are primitive and wild, full of wild chaos and disorder. If I had been born in a primitive and wild world, I would probably still be busy grabbing territory and enclosing territory now.

Because Bai Yujun was at the height of the clouds when he arrived, he looked down at the ground and found that there were tens of thousands of people.

Tens of thousands of people were divided into two armies, and the situation was tragic after fighting and killing everywhere.

Thousands of people were killed and countless injured. Perhaps because of his sudden arrival, the war ceased. Many people could not bear the intimidation and dropped their weapons and knelt down to kowtow.

Ignoring irrelevant people, his eyes were fixed on a certain figure on the ground. It was Zhenbei who was thrown here.

Yawning, he leaned down and fell to the ground.

ground.

Countless people on the battlefield looked up, with expressions of shock and bewilderment.

The violent thunder in the sky just now disappeared, replaced by thick golden clouds. The holes in the clouds were filled with rich golden light. It could be seen that someone was slowly falling to the ground. The long skirt and ribbons were as agile as swimming water, and at the same time, there was a mysterious and unpredictable pressure. .

Gradually I was able to see clearly.

It is very beautiful, with two mighty white dragon horns on its head, and a long dragon tail swimming behind it.

Many injured low-level soldiers found that their wounds were healing, and the resentment of the dead soldiers dissipated, and their souls went to where they should go, and great blessings came to them.

On one of the high platforms guarded by layers of guards, several men and women in luxurious clothes were panicking and panicking. They felt inexplicably that the gods descending from the sky were related to Zhenbei, who was wearing black armor on the battlefield. They wanted to know who the girl who suddenly appeared was and how strong she was.

A certain aristocratic man grabbed a crossbow angrily and installed the crossbow arrows under the watchful eyes of several other people who were trembling with fear. However, he was shaking all over and could not lift it up...

From beginning to end, the mysterious girl who fell from the sky never looked over.

Bai Yujun ignored everyone around him and floated directly in front of the silent Zhenbei.

There was a dragon scale in his consciousness sea that was used to suppress the ancient battlefield. The dragon scale clone appeared and nodded, then accompanied Zhenbei.

Zhenbei looked at Bai Long carefully and noticed that Bai's eyebrows had scales on his face and there were a few dragon scales on his cheeks. His clothes looked more exquisite and gorgeous than before.

It seems like a long time has passed since I was forced to leave the earth.

"I need your help……"

His voice was hoarse and his eyes were sad.

Hearing this, Bai Yujun nodded and said yes, roughly guessing what he was talking about.

There was silence for a while.

"Among my friends, you are the strongest, and you are the only one who can help me. Please...save my brother Baoze, and he will not die if it is not my fault. You can definitely do it, right?"

In the quiet battlefield, many people could hear what the hoarse voice said, and everyone was confused and shocked.

Bai Yujun didn't say yes or refuse. He tilted his head and glanced at the body that died under the sword next to Zhenbei. He was an ordinary man from the lower class in tattered clothes and armor, with skin that had been exposed to wind and sun for a long time, and rough hands. He was unshaven and had a slightly greasy and dirty face.

There were several people behind Zhenbei who looked up secretly from time to time, their eyes full of shock and expectation.

After a while, Bai Yujun spoke, and his clear voice seemed to cleanse the soul.

"Every living thing has its own destiny. Life and death are destined by God. It is a natural law. Fortunately, you and I are good friends. Ordinary gods and gods resurrecting mortal creatures actually have many shortcomings. I am the only one who can achieve natural resurrection."

The corners of the mouth are smiling, and the smile is beautiful.

The tail of the snow-white dragon swept over the body that had not yet stiffened, and the wounds on the body began to heal...