359: C359 Bushan Kudzu Herb

C359 Bushan Kudzu Herb

When the Nanmen Family left, there was only one remaining White Mountain Sect that was stubbornly resisting.

Given the situation between White Mountain Sect and Bear Demon, they would definitely hate each other until the end.

There was no need for Ning Xiaolei to act. Under Bear Demon's powerful attacks, many people suffered from White Mountain Sect injuries.

White Mountain Sect Master was the same as Bear Demon's, but White Mountain Sect Master was far from being Bear Demon's match, and was being suppressed.

Even with the help of many White Mountain Sect elders and disciples, it was still useless.

Bear Demon was like an invulnerable monster to his sabre, and the attacks of everyone in White Mountain Sect didn't have much of an impact on him.

However, when he dashed into the crowd, he waved his hand, causing a bunch of them to flutter.

When Master saw what happened at Nanmen Family, his eyes gradually revealed a trace of viciousness.

"Since you all want to destroy my White Mountain Sect, then don't blame me for being merciless. My White Mountain Sect is not something that you all can destroy just because you say so."

Suddenly, White Mountain Sect took out a command medallion, and ruthlessly crushed it.

Ning Xiaolei's pupils constricted. He suddenly had a bad feeling about this.

White Mountain Sect, Master, breaking a badge at this time, what exactly did he want to do?

"Who violated my White Mountain Sect?"

Just at this moment, a loud, shocking explosion resounded. A figure suddenly leapt out from within the White Mountain Sect, and stood on top of a house in the White Mountain Sect.

A faint light surrounded the figure, making it look like it was a god.

"Hidden experts?"

Ning Xiaolei's eyes flashed and his pupils slightly contracted.

At this moment, the figure's gaze shifted and landed on the gigantic Bear Demon.

"So it's just a little Bear Demon, her Late Lord Stage and cultivation level. Is my descendant so disappointing? She's actually summoning me for this?"

The silhouette spoke indifferently as he stepped into the air from the top of the building.

Seeing this move, Ning Xiaolei was instantly stunned. Could he also be an Immortal Realm master?

He never thought that this White Mountain Sect would actually have such a hidden ability, one that was even more powerful than the background of the Thundercloud Sect.

"Ancestor, not only this Bear Demon, but also that kid who cultivates the demon. They want to destroy the legacy left behind by your ancestor and slaughter us!"

Putting on a pitiful expression, White Mountain Sect Master directly kneeled down, his nose was mucus and tears were flowing down as he complained.

The silhouette was stunned for a moment. He looked at Ning Xiaolei and asked with doubt, "Demonic Cultivator?"

Ning Xiaolei squinted his eyes and was secretly vigilant as he asked, "Who are you?"

"Me? I am the founder of White Mountain Sect, Baishan Hermit. "

The figure opened his mouth and sized Ning Xiaolei up with interest.

Hearing this, Ning Xiaolei was fine, but the surrounding people were all in an uproar.

Especially the people from the White Mountain Sect, as they were all overjoyed, they all kneeled down and excitedly called out for their ancestor, saying something about 'Ancestor you are actually still alive'.

Ning Xiaolei listened attentively and vaguely caught some information.0

Listening to everyone's discussion, this Baishan Hermit seemed to be a character from a thousand years ago. He should not have existed in this world, but now he suddenly appeared. Everyone could not believe it.

It was fine that he didn't understand it, but Ning Xiaolei also looked confused.

A person from a thousand years ago, didn't that mean that this middle-aged man in front of them had lived at least a thousand years?

Baishan Hermit looked like a middle-aged man at the moment. He did not look like a white-haired middle-aged man.

However, the more Ning Xiaolei thought about it, the more Ning Xiaolei muttered to himself. This was an old monster!

In a thousand years, no matter how poor his talent was, his cultivation would have already reached an unfathomable level, right?

Thinking of this, Ning Xiaolei's body tensed up slightly as he made his preparations to snatch the Demon Refining Pot s.

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