Chapter 1988

You know, Wuji holy heaven has been tens of thousands of years, and no one has seen the dark eye demon Lei mu. It can have such powerful strength. Obviously, it has experienced more than one thunder and fire disaster. It is impossible that no one has ever found its existence.

The more Gu Fenghua thought about it, the more strange he felt, and he fell into meditation.

"Did it escape from purple heaven prison?" Dan Tai Bai Yi suddenly thought of something, his face became very dignified.

"What purple heaven prison?" Gu Fenghua raised his head and looked curiously at the white clothes on the dantai.

"Zitian prison is an ancient prison for demons, but it's more than a prison." As he was thinking about something on his mind, he replied casually. After that, he came back to himself. He stopped immediately and said, "your strength is still poor. You should not know it too early. Don't ask about it any more."

When he spoke, his expression became more dignified.

Seeing this, Gu Fenghua and others did not continue to ask questions, but felt that the atmosphere on the table suddenly became heavy.

Later, Gu Fenghua and others inquired about the origin of Bai Rongyu from Bai Yi. Although they guessed that Bai Rongyu was a disciple of the three great saints, they didn't know which saints they were. They were always curious.

"There are three holy sects under the throne of a king. They are Tianxiang sect, kuchan sect and Xianyin sect. There are many talented disciples. There are not one or two people who are proficient in array. I can't guess which holy sect he is." The white dress of Dan Tai is pondering over a matter of mind, also have no time to think much, shook to shake head to say.

Seeing that he was worried, Gu Fenghua and others stopped talking and went back to their rooms to have a rest after dinner.

At the same time, Bai Rongyu is staring at the stone gate in the other courtyard built for a royal envoy.

The stone gate is full of murals, depicting the scene of the disaster.

The earth collapses and churns, and pillars of fire soar into the sky. The whole sky is covered with dark clouds, lightning and thunder. Countless human beings and monsters stretch and twist their bodies, helplessly looking up at the sky, even through the murals, as if they can clearly feel their pain and despair, which makes people so depressed.

"Young master, have you really decided?" Next to him, the old man looked at him anxiously.

"Yunbo, if you want to be a real strong man, should you forget life and death and forge ahead bravely?" Bai Rong and asked.

"Who told you that?" Asked Yunbo.

"You just need to tell me, should it be?" Bai Rong and insisted. In front of my eyes, it seems that the seemingly weak, but the eyes are very firm and beautiful.

Yunbo looks at Bairong and he is speechless for a long time.

"Yung Bo, how did you practice in those years? Like me, you suppressed your strength at the top of Xuansheng Jiupin for a long time, waiting for the best chance to break through?" Bai Rong and then asked.

"I'm different from you. You're the son of heaven when you're born. I'm just the son of a poor family." Yunbo said in a low voice.

"Is there any difference between high and low? Will the way of the strong be different because of their different origins? " Bai Rongyu looks directly into Yunbo's eyes and continues to ask.

"Young master, you already have the answer, don't you?" Yunbo suddenly raised his head and showed a deep smile.

"Yes, I already have the answer. From today on, I will pursue my own way to be strong." Bai Rongyu's mouth turns a charming angle that can make Shen Tinglan and Qin Hanyu hang for ten times. He opens the gate and walks in.