Chapter 319 Hidden

"Hey hey, it's hard to find this soft fairy powder. How can it be so wasteful? Don't worry, I will treat you well in the future, hahaha." Yan Qi laughed and hugged Qian Li.

With a lift of his right hand, Qianli's sleeves were torn, revealing his white and tender skin.

Yan Qi's eyes turned red and greedily looked at the perfect face in front of him.

Qian couldn't help struggling, but the more he struggled, the more powerless he became. Dantian seemed to be sealed and could not use any spiritual power.

At this moment, suddenly there was a scratch in the forest next to him, and Yan Qi was shocked, "Who?"

Suddenly, a figure rushed out and Yan Qi stood up quickly.

A man suddenly appeared in front of Yan Qi. Yan Qi was stunned, and then his pupils shrank sharply.

"Why is it you? Aren't you dead?" Yan Qi pointed to the person in front of him and exclaimed.

Qianli on the ground also turned his head with difficulty, and then suddenly stunned.

"Brother?" Qian Li looked at the person in front of Yan Qi and muttered.

This man actually looks exactly like Qianqiu. He is the devil who appeared on the seaside of Dongzhou a few days ago, the White Emperor!

"Hmm." Bai Di looked at Yan Qi and Qian Li with a sneer at the corners of his mouth.

"It turns out that you are not dead yet, okay, okay, you absolutely can't escape this time. I will now ask the elders to eliminate your rebellion of Tianxuanzong." Yan Qi said, with his right hand pointing into a sword and pointing to the sky.

But before making any sound, the White Emperor flashed to Yan Qi's side.

"You are looking for death." Bai Di looked at Yan Qi coldly, and his right palm had already pinched his neck.

"E... Er..." Being choked by the White Emperor, Yan Qi's hand hung weakly in an instant.

"Well, I came to Dongzhou, but I have something to do. How dare you want me to expose it? It's really a damn crime." Bai Di said coldly to Yan Qi.

Then, under Yan Qi's frightened eyes, Bai Di's wrist turned, and Yan Qi's neck was pinched off in an instant.

Yan Qi's body collapsed weakly to the ground.

"I didn't expect this face to be known here." Bai Di frowned and then looked at Qianli.

A light ball suddenly appeared in his hand, and then slowly walked to Qianli.

"Brother... You..." Qianli shouted, and then suddenly stunned.

"No, you're not my brother. Who the hell are you?" Qianli's face changed and he shouted harshly.

"Dead people don't need to know so much." The light ball in the White Emperor's hand became bigger and bigger, and then his right hand suddenly shook, and the light ball flew towards Qianli with great power.

Suddenly, a golden light flashed, and a figure with golden light all over his body appeared in front of Qianli.

"Amitabha." The shadow put his hands together, and a vast Buddha's light power gushed out in an instant and stopped the light ball.

"Hmm?" Bai Di frowned and looked at the people coming.

"Buddha?" Bai Di asked.

"Amitabha, poor monk Bodhi." Bodhi Buddha looked at the White Emperor with bad eyes and said.

"Well, little bald donkey, if your master comes, you may still be sure to defeat me, but it's a pity..." Baidi shook his head.

"Well, many monks have noticed this now. Do you think you can get out safely among so many monks?" Bodhi Buddha smiled.

The White Emperor's face changed, and his consciousness spread out in an instant. Sure enough, several powerful forces have flown towards this side.

"Let's go." The Bodhi Buddha suddenly grabbed Qianli, flew up and flew to the top of Juxian Mountain.

The White Emperor wanted to catch up, but suddenly...

"How are you yet?" A voice came, and then Song Xian came out of the forest.

"Who are you?" Song Xian looked at the familiar back in front of him, was stunned, and then asked.

Bai Di slowly turned his body, Song Xian was stunned, and then became unbelievable.

"Qianqiu, you..." Later, Song Xian saw Yan Qi's body.

The White Emperor's body suddenly disappeared in place. Song Xian was stunned, and then saw the White Emperor appear in front of him.

"Then borrow your body for the time being." Bai Di pressed his palm on Song Xian's head.

"To take away..." Song Xian only had time to say these words, and then he was completely controlled by the white background.

A blue light lit up, and the bodies of Bai Di and Song Xian began to slowly join together.

After a long time, the White Emperor has disappeared, but Song Xian is still Song Xian.

"Hmm.. I didn't expect to be so weak." Song Xian... No, it should be called White Emperor now. White Emperor felt the original power of Song Xian and couldn't help shaking his head.

"Who is it?" At this time, the monks also arrived here.

Fusioning Song Xian's memory, Bai Di naturally has a certain understanding of these people, and he also knows why he was recognized just now.

"Big Elder, help." The White Emperor suddenly rushed to an elder of Tianxuanzong and shouted.

"What happened?" The elder asked with a serious face.

"Which.. Qianqiu, he is not dead. He has come back. Brother Yan Qi has been killed by him. The White Emperor cried.

"What?" The elder was shocked and then looked aside. Sure enough, Yan Qi's body was placed there.

The elder checked Yan Qi's condition, and as expected, he was completely breathless.

"Where is Qianqiu?" The elder turned around with a black face and asked.

"He has run away." Bai Di said.

The elder frowned again, then looked at the lively monks around him and said to Emperor Bai, "You go back to Tianxuanzong first and tell Elder Yan Feng about this matter, by the way... Take Yan Qi's body back.

White Emperor not only broke Yan Qi's neck, but also completely destroyed his vitality. Even a monk could not resist this trauma.

"Yes." Bai Di answered, and then walked over and picked up Yan Qi's body. "My disciple will rush back overnight." The White Emperor said to the elder.

Just as the White Emperor flew up and was about to fly away, the voice of the elder came from behind him, "Have you forgotten where Tianxuanzong is?"

The white background was stunned, and then Song Xian's memory was pulled out, and then he found that he had already turned.

Then he ignored the eyes behind him and flew towards Tianxuanzong.

The elder sighed. Song Xian and Yan Qi were originally talented, but the more they got, the worse they became.

Bai Di flew all the way and kept checking Song Xian's memory. His purpose was not to come to Dongzhou to seize the news.

Huh? Which direction..." Bai Di was stunned, and the direction in his memory slowly overlapped with the direction in the induction.

"That's it." The White Emperor looked at the direction of Tian Xuanzong and showed ecstasy on his face.

The Bodhi Buddha saved Qianli to Juxian Mountain. At this time, he happened to meet the wooden green shirt. Seeing this, the wooden green shirt quickly stepped forward.

"What's going on?" Mu Qingshan asked.

"Amitabha." The Bodhi Buddha leaned Qianli on the steps and combined the ten paths.

"It's Yan Qi..." Qianli said in a weak voice.

Yan Qi? What's wrong with him?" The wooden green shirt frowned.

Then, Qianli said the matter, and Mu Qingzhan's face became colder and colder.

"Bother, how can he do this? I'll go to him." Mu Qingshan said angrily.

"No." Qianli said.

"Hmm?" The wooden green shirt was stunned.

"Yan Qi has been... No, I was killed by a master who looks like my brother. Qian Li said, and there was a trace of sadness in his eyes again.

"Very much like your brother?" The wooden green shirt muttered.

"Well, I have a hunch, and it's getting stronger and stronger. My brother is not dead, absolutely not dead." Qianli said.

Mu Qingshan was silent, but the Bodhi Buddha said, "Do you think that man looks like your brother?"

Qianli nodded and then asked, "What's wrong?"

Bodhi Buddha smiled and said, "I began to see this person and thought it was him, but the magic spirit on his body exposed him. I once met a person who said his name was Qianqiu."

This time, not only Qian Li, but also Mu Qingshan suddenly looked up.

"Are you telling the truth? Where did you see him?" Qianli asked eagerly.

"I met him in Dongzhou, not far away from the city." Bodhi Buddha said.

"Qianqiu, are you really not dead?" Mu Qingshan muttered.

"That Qianqiu Taoist friend has mastered swordsmanship and is not bad, which is similar to this Taoist friend." Bodhi Buddha pointed to the wooden green shirt.