The owner of this voice is naturally Ye Jiangnan, who successfully survived the catastrophe.
Compared with Feng Shisan and others who looked excited, Leng Wushuang looked confused and had no idea what the other party was excited about.
I don’t know what tricks Ye Jiangnan used to transmit the sound only to the ears of Feng Shisan and others, but made it impossible for everyone in Piaohua Palace to hear.
"The next time we meet, it will be the day you die!"
Feng Shisan's sharp eyes swept over the people of "Ice Chi Island", "Si Cliff" and Piaohua Palace one by one, and said in a cold voice, "Let's go!"
Having said that, he, Eugene and Hu Chacha turned around decisively and headed north through the air, seemingly no longer intending to hide the location of the Stranger Valley.
Several people did not even take a second look at the Shadow Lord's body on the ground. Even Hu Chacha, who had the best relationship with him, did not hesitate at all.
Beidou's order is absolute!
"Come when you want and leave when you want?"
At this moment, an old voice suddenly echoed between heaven and earth, making the eardrums of the three people buzz, making them dizzy and almost falling from the air, "How can it be so cheap?"
saint!
Eugene and others felt as if their bodies were gripped by an invisible force, unable to move, and their expressions suddenly changed.
The only one who can make the top Taoist spiritual master instantly lose the ability to resist is a saint!
When they thought that the enemy saint had arrived on the battlefield, the three people's hearts immediately sank.
Just when the three of them were uneasy, two white figures, a man and a woman, appeared in the sky at the same time.
The two men are handsome and unrestrained, while the woman is elegant and cold. There is a vague resemblance between their eyebrows. Snowflakes are falling all over their bodies, and ice crystals are shining. They look like immortals from the Nine Heavens and the Supreme Ice Palace, making people unconsciously feel awe and worship.
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"No, it's Saint Bingchi and Li Bing!"
Seeing the person's appearance clearly, a trace of panic flashed in Eugene's eyes involuntarily.
As arrogant as he is, he also knows the insurmountable gap between the saint and the spiritual master. No matter how talented the spiritual master is, he cannot resist at all in front of the saint.
Of course, the two weirdos Ye Jiangnan and Zhong Wen are not included in this list.
"What did you say just now? The next time we meet, it will be our death?"
Saint Bing Chi just glanced at it casually, but it made the three of them tremble and their hearts beat with fear, "In that case, don't wait until next time, you go die now!"
Before he finished speaking, he slowly stretched out his right arm and grabbed the air in the direction of Eugene and others.
An unimaginable icy aura instantly enveloped the three of them.
This breath contained an indescribable mysterious artistic conception. Feng Shisan and others could even clearly feel that their bodies were freezing, solidifying, and completely necrotic inch by inch.
Grass!
The dignified saint actually came to bully us, a few spiritual masters who have entered the Taoism. He is really shameless and skinny!
If you have the ability, go find Master Beidou!
Eugene opened his mouth, wanting to yell at the other person for being shameless, but found that his lips and throat were mostly frozen, and he couldn't even make a sound.
Half of Feng Shisan's body was covered with frost, but he stood tall and straight, holding the hilt of the sword in his hand. Even though he was about to rush to hell in the next moment, he still couldn't shake his concave determination.
Hu Chacha's beard is long and dense, extending in all directions. After being frozen into ice, from a distance, it looks like a devil from hell, and it actually looks a bit mighty and domineering.
Just when the three of them were at the end of their rope and waiting to die, countless green auras suddenly emerged from all around, spinning, jumping, and flying like naughty elves, looking lively and cute.
These seemingly small green auras can actually move like the wind in the Saint's Domain, coming and going freely.
Under the interference of these green spiritual lights, the extremely cold air in the Saint's Domain suddenly eased a lot, and Feng Shisan and others gradually regained their ability to move.
"Old Qixing, you are indeed not dead!"
Seeing these green lights, Saint Bing Chi was not very surprised. Instead, his eyes lit up and he laughed and said, "Come on, come on, we two brothers will fight for three hundred rounds!"
Sure enough, within a moment, the black figure of the Seven-Star Saint appeared in front of Feng Shisan and others.
He held his chest high and held a short black stick in his hand. Countless green auras of light lingered around him. From a distance, he looked really beautiful.
As soon as his eyes came into contact with the Seven-Star Saint, the Bing Chi Saint suddenly trembled and his face was full of incredulity.
Because of his martial arts, the former Seven-Star Saint had a blurry face, but his eyes were always bright and full of aura. It was obvious at a glance that he was a man with deep scheming and extraordinary strategies.
However, at this time, there was no sparkle in his pupils, and his dull gaze made Saint Bing Chi instinctively think of the thousands of puppet spirits controlled by the "Dark Temple" on the battlefield.
"Old Qixing, you..."
Saint Bing Chi was shocked and couldn't help blurting out.
When he thought that this old rival might have been made into a puppet, he had no idea of gloating in his heart. Instead, he felt extremely weird and awkward.
When they reach their status and status, their dignity cannot be trampled on.
Being made into a puppet and driven at will is definitely more cruel than taking one's life directly.
From beginning to end, Saint Seven Stars remained silent and did not speak, but Saint Bing Chi seemed to be able to faintly hear his heart bleeding.
An inexplicable feeling of sadness could not help but surge into his heart. At this moment, he actually felt a trace of sympathy for his former enemy.
However, the Seven-Star Saint seemed unable to feel his complicated mood at the moment.
He raised his right arm and swung the short stick of his right hand forward, smashing Saint Bing Chi's Saint Domain into pieces. He gently pushed Feng Shisan and others behind him with his left hand, instantly knocking out the three of them.
Sent a hundred feet away.
Immediately afterwards, he flashed and galloped towards the three of them with lightning speed.
By the time everyone came to their senses, he had actually taken three Yiren Valley masters and fled several miles away, almost disappearing from sight.
"No!" Saint Bingchi's expression changed and he shouted coldly, "Chase!"
Cold air circulated around his body, he took a step and disappeared instantly.
Li Bing's beautiful eyes flashed beside him, and he also spread his body skills and chased after him closely.
"Walk!"
With the saint taking the lead, the bodies of Leng Wushuang, Liu Siquan and others turned into shadows and shot towards the north one after another.
Both the father and daughter of Saint Bing Chi have saint cultivation, and their movements are very fast, and they can travel several miles in an instant. On the other hand, Saint Seven Stars needs to lead three people to run away, so the speed is inevitably greatly reduced. After about a hundred breaths, the distance between the two sides is already very close.
Seeing that the Seven-Star Saint had entered the attack range, a stern look flashed in Saint Bing Chi's eyes, he raised his right arm high, and his spiritual power transformed into a blue-eyed ice dragon in front of him, breathing dragon breath from his mouth, and the whole body was filled with cold air.
, the murderous intention is overwhelming, constantly absorbing the spiritual power of heaven and earth, and seems to be brewing an earth-shattering and terrifying killing move.
However, before he could make his move, the Seven-Star Saint not far ahead suddenly took three Yiren Valley masters and plunged diagonally into the mist below, quickly disappearing without a trace.
"Where to go!"
Saint Bing Chi felt anxious and wanted to pursue him downwards, but felt his arms tighten.
"Dad, don't chase me anymore."
The soft and melodious voice of my daughter Li Bing came to my ears.
"What's wrong, Bing'er?"
Saint Bing Chi looked back at her in confusion.
"This place is a bit weird." Li Bing held his arm, a hint of uneasiness flashed in his beautiful eyes, "I have an ominous feeling. If we continue to go deeper, something bad will happen."
Saint Bing Chi's face straightened, and he stared at the fog below and looked at it carefully.
When one has reached the realm of saints, his spiritual consciousness and inspiration have reached an incredible level. Thoughts that appear to be on a whim are often part of the divine inspiration, and are completely different from the random speculations of ordinary people.
Upon seeing this, the scene in front of Saint Bingchi changed, and an extremely dangerous and dangerous situation appeared, with mountains of swords and seas of fire, and corpses everywhere. He felt uneasy, broke out in cold sweat, and couldn't help but take a few steps back.
When I looked again, the foggy scene returned to my eyes. What I just saw turned out to be just some illusions.
"Let's go, meet up with Palace Master Lin and the others, and then we'll discuss it later."
However, Saint Bing Chi no longer dared to pursue her rashly. Instead, he grabbed his daughter, turned around decisively, and flew back towards the original path.
If others saw this desperate running posture, they would probably think that there was a fierce ghost chasing after him.
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"Huh? You didn't come in?"
In the Valley of Strangers, Ye Jiangnan looked up at the sky. There was a trace of surprise in his golden pupils, and he murmured to himself, "This girl doll has such a strong inspiration, I guess they are lucky!"
In front of his eyes, the Seven-Star Saint, Feng Shisan, Eugene, Lingling, Ge Laiye, Gu Xia and other masters who came out of the valley to meet the enemy had gathered together, lined up neatly, with extremely respectful expressions, as if they were waiting for the review of a general.
General soldiers.
Only Mi Kong's face was pale and his expression was depressed. His already thin cheeks seemed to have become more and more shriveled, and it was obvious that he was in a very depressed state.
"That's all, you can escape the first grade of junior high school, but you can't escape the fifteenth grade."
Ye Jiangnan shook his head and turned to look at the experts in front of him, with a calm smile on his face, "It's better to do business first."
After saying that, he slowly stretched out his right hand, and several fruits appeared in his palm.
The fruit is shaped like a baby and is completely green.
Taoist fruit!
This chapter has been completed!