Three days later, in an ice valley in an extremely cold snow mountain.
"Hahaha, the Holy Power Forbidden Formation has been broken!" In the ice valley, a surprised laugh rang out, it was Feng Shutong.
"Old man Feng, this is the eighth vortex of holy energy. We can finally take a rest." Nie Tian looked at Feng Shutong and said with a faint smile. turd
It took the two of them three days to finally capture the eight vortexes of holy energy.
"Boy Nie, hurry up and put the vortex of holy energy into Jiuji. My old man really wants to see what your Jiuji looks like inside." Feng Shutong chuckled, he couldn't wait to do it for a long time.
Enter Jiuji and see what's going on inside.
"Don't be anxious, wait while I put this vortex of holy energy into Jiuji first." Nie Tian smiled faintly, took a step forward, and prepared to put the vortex of holy energy into Jiuji.
"Ah-!" But at this moment, a scream suddenly came from the distance, sharp and full of panic.
"Huh?" Nie Tian's expression changed, and he immediately said, "Xiao Fei, I'll leave this to you. I'll go take a look."
After saying that, he moved and rushed over.
Behind him, the figure of the little fat cat appeared, holding Jiuji in its paws, but with a somewhat reluctant face.
"Eh!" Feng Shutong was stunned by the scene in front of him. He looked at the little fat cat in disbelief. His old face froze and he was speechless for a long time.
The little fat cat ignored him and continued to put the vortex of holy energy into Jiuji.
On the other side, in a snowy valley tens of thousands of meters away, an unsightly scene was unfolding.
"Ah, go away, don't touch me!" A delicate and thin woman in green screamed and backed away quickly.
In front of her, a young warrior walked over step by step with a lewd smile on his lips.
Several warriors in black looked at the scene in front of them with a joking look on their faces, and laughed arrogantly.
"Hahaha, I didn't expect that the daughter of the head of the Yu family would dare to enter the extremely cold snowy mountains alone. Isn't this a boring life?"
"I heard that this little girl is the most beloved daughter of the head of the Yu family. When the head of the family went to the Yu family to propose marriage for the seventh young master, it was this little girl that he proposed."
"It's a pity that the head of the Yu family rejected this marriage. Who would have thought that this little girl would now fall into the hands of our seventh young master."
These warriors in black looked like they were watching a joke.
"Rong Qiwei, don't come here. If you dare to take a step forward again, I, I will die for you." Yu Ruoer, a woman in green clothes, screamed, her eyes already filled with tears.
"Yu Ruo'er, it's not that easy for you to die." Rong Qiwei chuckled, then stretched out his big hand, and a wave of energy enveloped Yu Ruo'er, trapping Yu Ruo'er tightly.
"You..." Yu Ruo'er suddenly felt that she couldn't move her whole body, and her delicate little face suddenly turned as white as paper, and tears rolled down her cheeks.
"Yu Ruo'er, back then your father refused our Rong family's marriage proposal. But now, you still fall into my hands." Rong Qiwei stepped forward, suddenly stretched out his hand, and directly pulled off half of Yu Ruo'er's clothes, revealing her snow-white skin.
exposed.
"Wow, this little girl is so fair and tender. Master Seventh is so lucky."
"We will soon be able to see the Seventh Young Master display his great power, and we will be able to feast our eyes on it."
"Hehe, the seventh young master has countless wives. This little girl is obviously still a baby. I wonder if she will be able to endure it later."
The warrior from the Rong family was talking to the side, his eyes flashing with lust, and his saliva was dripping down to his chin.
"Rong Qiwei, if you dare to hurt me, my father will not let you go!" Tears fell from Yu Ruo'er's eyes, struggling hard, but she couldn't move at all.
She only has the strength of the peak of the divine realm, and the Rong Qiwei in front of her is a fifth-level near saint!
The gap between the two of them is beyond description.
In front of Rong Qiwei, she had no power to fight back.
"Yu Ruo'er, at this time, you still use the Yu family to scare me, don't you think it's ridiculous?" Rong Qiwei sneered coldly, his lustful eyes wandering around Yu Ruo'er unscrupulously like tentacles.
As he spoke, he took a step forward and stretched out one hand towards Yu Ruo'er's little face.
"Beast, let go of my lady!" At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded, and then a figure rushed over, slapped out a palm, and blasted towards Rong Qiwei.
"Juechen!" Yu Ruoer's beautiful eyes flickered, she looked at the figure and screamed in surprise.
The person who took action at this time was none other than Juechen, her personal attendant.
She was a member of the Yu family, secretly entering the extremely cold snowy mountains, with only Juechen by her side.
Juechen is similar in age to her, but is already a first-level semi-saint.
But it is a pity that Juechen still has no ability to resist in front of Rong Qiwei.
"Death slave, seeking death!" Rong Qiwei turned around suddenly, roared loudly, and then struck out with a palm. The powerful force surged out and rushed towards Juechen.
Rong Qiwei is a fifth-level near-sage strongman, and the power of one palm is very powerful.
Juechen, however, only had the strength of a first-level semi-saint, so he was simply unable to withstand this palm.
There is no doubt that if this palm falls, Juechen will definitely die!
"Boom!" At the moment of life and death, a sword shadow suddenly struck through the air, fell from the sky, and blocked Juechen's fatal blow.
Moreover, Rong Qiwei was forced to take a few steps back by the sword shadow, staggered, and almost fell down. He was in a very embarrassed state.
"Huh?" Rong Qiwei stabilized his figure and suddenly raised his head. Wherever he looked, he saw a silver-haired warrior.
At this time, the silver-haired warrior was looking at him with a low expression, and there was a faint murderous intent in his eyes.
Rong Qiwei's heart sank inexplicably, and he was horrified: "He is only a first-level near saint, why do you feel like you are falling into an abyss when being stared at by him?"
"It must be an illusion!" The next moment, Rong Qiwei calmed down, his eyes were extremely cold, and he said solemnly: "Bad boy, who are you? Are you able to take care of my business, Rong Qiwei's?"
Nie Tian looked at Rong Qiwei, twitched the corner of his mouth, and said with a faint smile: "Sorry, I just like to meddle in other people's business, especially the business of a scum like you!"
"You..." Rong Qiwei's face darkened. He didn't expect Nie Tian to be so strong and didn't take him seriously at all.
"You brat, do you know who we are? We are from the Rong family. If you dare to offend our seventh young master, you are dead!" At this time, a Rong family warrior on the side couldn't help it anymore and went crazy.
Yelled.
"Rong family?" Nie Tian turned around coldly, Senhan's eyes were fixed on the Rong family warrior, and he said coldly: "I have never heard of the Rong family, but please listen to me. Now, either get out.
Or die!"
"Huh?" The Rong family warrior was stunned by Nie Tian's momentum, but then his eyes turned cold and he shouted: "You brat, you are looking for death!"
As soon as he finished speaking, his figure moved and he swung out a palm, intending to kill Nie Tian.
The strength of this Rong family warrior was that of a second-level near-sage. He obviously wanted to kill someone directly because he was higher in cultivation than Nie Tian.
"Whoa!" However, at this moment, Nie Tian's body moved slightly, a sword light flashed through, and a bloody light appeared in the air.
That Rong family warrior was beheaded immediately!