Rising Comic World

Then, the words in his mind also became: Dream Dao——The final trial was successfully activated, and the countdown began!

However, there is only this record, and the specific countdown time is not given.

Bai Qiu raised his eyebrows, and felt uneasy for some reason, as if something big was about to happen.

But now that the pattern has been unraveled, Bai Qiu no longer struggles, and starts to prepare to fight against the members of the holy organization.

Three days later, news came out that shocked the whole country. The Bai family, one of the three most powerful families in China, suddenly announced its disintegration, and all its property was wiped out.

Various gossip rumors spread, and it was said that a young man abolished the cultivation of the Patriarch of the Bai family and then forced him to do so, but it has not been confirmed.

In short, the Chinese people have another thing to talk about after dinner.

Bai Qiu had heard about it a little bit, but he didn't pay much attention to it. It was enough to let out the tone in his heart, and there was no need to delve into it.

At this moment, he was standing next to a small Taoist boy, preparing to go to the first secret realm of members of the holy organization.

The passages leading to other secret realms have been opened, but only one person can enter, so members of the Huang organization can't help Bai Qiu.

It can be said that this time, it was completely a one-on-one competition between Bai Qiu and members of the holy organization.

"These members of the holy organization can be said to be the descendants of the Eight Saints in the mountain and sea world. It is also a good thing for you to get in touch with them in advance." Xiaodaotong said.

Bai Qiu looked at Xiao Daotong and said, "Why do I feel a familiar aura from you when you come back this time?"

Xiao Daotong smiled and said, "That proves that you are getting closer and closer to the Holy One."

"gone."

Bai Qiu no longer struggled, turned around and entered the passage.

Chapter 386 Clearance

Bai Qiu thought that he would feel dizzy, but in the passage, he walked on the ground without any discomfort.

Soon, the endless darkness dissipated, light flooded in, and the scene suddenly changed.

Spring is in full bloom, bamboo leaves are flying, and the sound of a zither comes to Bai Qiu's ears.

Bai Qiu had already concentrated on his vigilance, and began to look around.

He found that he was actually in a bamboo forest at the moment, with a water pavilion in front of him, and there was a faint sound of water flowing.

"Clearly--"

The sound of the zither came over again, as if intending to guide Bai Qiu to the past.

Bai Qiu's mental power suddenly spread, but the tip of his brow slightly raised in the next moment.

The mental power can only be extended to a distance of [-] meters!

Here, it is obvious that some kind of restriction or powerful magic circle has been set up.

According to the past, Bai Qiu would never venture to explore again, but this time the situation is different, he is bound to get the bronze door fragments!

Even if there is a conspiracy waiting for him on the other side, he still has to go for it.

However, he didn't panic in his heart. With his current strength, even if the opponent was at the same level of enlightenment, he still had the confidence to defeat him.

Even if there were any accidents, he could directly cast Time-Space Freeze, and then ask the little Taoist boy to reopen a passage, and then leave.

Bai Qiu looked up, and soon saw a huge bronze gate standing on the ground, at the end of the bamboo forest, completely surrounded by water pavilions.

After careful sensing, it can be found that the direction of the sound of the piano is also on the other side of the bronze door.

Bai Qiu smiled lightly, which saved him a lot of trouble.

He dodged and flew towards the bronze door.

This secret realm was even bigger than he had imagined, and after flying for a full 10 minutes, Bai Qiu crossed a series of water pavilions and came to the front of the bronze gate.

At this moment, in front of the bronze gate, there was a Confucian scholar in white robes, sitting on the ground, elegantly fluttering the strings of the zither.

Under the flick of Confucian scholars, the strings seem to have life, making the sound of the piano melodious, making people intoxicated unconsciously.

"Grape wine luminous cup, if you want to drink the pipa, immediately call, Jun Moxiao, who is drunk on the battlefield, how many people have fought in ancient times?!" Confucian scholar chanted chicly.

Immediately, he stopped playing the piano, picked up a glass of wine placed beside him, and drank it happily.

"Since you can come here, this battle is inevitable. How about drinking a glass of wine, and the battle is not in vain?!" Confucian scholar said.

As he spoke, he poured out a glass of wine from the jug, and with a light wave, the glass flew towards Bai Qiu.

Bai Qiu looked at the wine in the glass, flicked it lightly, and threw the glass back: "I don't have the habit of drinking before the war."

He wasn't worried that this person would poison the wine. After all, members of the holy organization were the most amazing and talented people among the countless people in the nine eras, so they probably didn't bother to use such methods.

He had noticed this when he was fighting with Emperor Thousand Faces. Although these members of the holy organization belonged to the holy organization, they still retained their self-awareness, and the pride in their bones was naturally preserved.

It's just that this time the duel is not just his business, so he has to be more cautious.

The Confucian scholar sighed, picked up the jug and took a sip, then stood up, looked at Bai Qiu and said, "It seems that you and I are not in the same league."

Bai Qiu raised his hand slightly, only to hear a 'clank', and he held the Jingzhe Sword in his hand.

"I don't know if the same way is different, but if you want to block my way, I'm afraid there will be no chance to drink in the future." Bai Qiu said.

The Confucian scholar laughed, but he was not annoyed at all, and said, "Based on your words, the Emperor Thousand Faces lost is not bad, but with this sword, he is still far from winning me!"

"Boom--"

As soon as his words fell, the power of the Dao suddenly gushed out from his body, forming a powerful dojo, covering Bai Qiu.

The next moment, Bai Qiu's figure started to stagger, like a drunken person who couldn't even walk steadily.

"My Tao is called drinking to relieve a thousand sorrows. This time, you will no longer be able to refuse my wine!" The Confucian scholar smiled lightly.

Sure enough, he was another strong man who had attained enlightenment!

Confucian scholar's figure disappeared in the same place, and the next moment, he suddenly appeared beside Bai Qiu, and said, "Laugh out a glass of wine, in the city of murder!"

"Boom--"

In the hands of Confucian scholars, a sword made of fine wine appeared, and he slashed at Bai Qiu.

The powerful impact was like a violent storm. It seemed that every drop of wine contained in it had turned into a sharp weapon for killing people. Its power was comparable to that of a missile, and it exploded all over Bai Qiu's body.

"Boom boom-"