"Oh, Elder Ranshan, you seem to have a bad complexion. Seeing such a scene, the Cloud Spirit Sect Sect Master Ten Thousand Saints Zhenren teased and said so.

"Hmph, who killed the deer, it is not yet known. This sub-technique is unusual, I am afraid that your Yunling Sect may not be able to cover it, and when the time comes, it will still be planted in the hands of this sub-sect. The Protector Elder of the Six Yang Sect, Yue Ranshan, immediately snorted coldly, replied with such a sentence, and stopped talking to the Sect Master of the Cloud Spirit Sect.

"Hehe, yes! I think so, it seems that my Yunling Sect really wants to keep this person, lesp, when the time comes, the Sea Immortal Sect will move out of my Sea Immortal City, wouldn't it be a big problem?"

Then, the Cloud Spirit Sect Sect Master, Wan Shengzhen, said such an inconsequential sentence to himself, and then he stopped making a sound, and together with everyone, he quietly looked at the huge white light curtain not far ahead.

At this time, the dark wood jungle where Ni Suanqiu was located was already a snow-capped land of extreme ice, and in many places on the ground, because of the spell fight between the two sides, a slightly raised Xiaoice mountain had been piled up, and many dead trees and stumps could no longer see their original faces, and the more cold the surrounding air became, even the only remaining monk of the Liuyang Gate, Situ Blood Rain, had already appeared that the True Yuan Imperial Envoy was ineffective, and the purple Lingzhi-like flying magic weapon in his hand would be a little slower.

"Okay, Hui Zhen, Hui Yan. Since you two are unwilling to help, then I can only break the net and destroy all the ice light and rain rest arrays you have arranged!"

I saw that he had no way to retreat, and Situ Xueyu, who had been chasing and fleeing with Ni Suanqiu for about half a pillar of incense, suddenly took out a small red bow that was only the size of two palms and held it tightly in his hand.

Ni Suanqiu was stunned for a moment, and instantly found that the fiery aura of this small red bow was very unique, as if there were countless amazing firepower hidden in it, but it was obvious that this fiery red small bow was just a one-time consumable magic weapon, otherwise, Situ Blood Rain would not have to wait until now, when his life was hanging by a thread, he would take it out.

"Don't, Situ Daoyou, don't do this, the two of us will come down to save you immediately!"

As soon as he saw Situ Xueyu take out this magic weapon, the two masters of Hui Zhen and Hui Yan on the white bright jade mountain above immediately glanced at each other, and immediately ordered the three elite disciples of the Chanting De Sect behind them to guard the magic array, and the two of them stood up and shot a few white lotus leaves, and at the highest point of the white ice cover here, a gap was broken at once.

Immediately, these two sect elders, who were all cultivating in the fivefold realm, also flashed and jumped into this white and flawless ice and snow.

But at this moment, just as Ni Suanqiu was about to kill the Situ Blood Rain of the Six Yang Sect, a dazzling red light appeared on the side of the white ice cover in front of him, and the entire white ice cover snapped and shook for a moment, and a huge gap appeared in an instant, and there was a fiery red flying carpet flying magic weapon, and from this side of the white ice cover, it flew behind Situ Blood Rain at a very fast speed.

"Click. ”

There were several sounds of bones shattering, and there was a white bone palm that looked like white jade, which came out of Situ Xueyu's chest, and then penetrated from Situ Xueyu's back to Situ Xueyu's front chest, and he was still holding a "bang" beating living heart that was still rising and falling.

"...... you?"

Situ Xueyu lowered his head and looked at his heart that was taken out by someone else, and spit out a large mouthful of red qi and blood in his mouth, and then, he also wanted to shoot the purple Lingzhi-shaped flying magic weapon in his hand, but he was already unable to make a master's effort, so he could only watch his heart fall into the hands of others.

Then, after another breath or two, Situ Xueyu slowly turned his head to look at the monk, but he was already exhausted when he was halfway through, and his eyes were open, and he died in mid-air.

It was only at this time that Ni Suanqiu saw that the face of this monk was very young, and he looked like he was less than fifteen or sixteen years old. His forehead is broad, his lips are extremely thin, his complexion is relatively fair, and his appearance still looks very immature, but compared to his ruthlessness, such a face is not inferior to the appearance of other major sect elders, and it immediately gives people a kind of creepy and shocking heart.

"You, who are you!" said Master Huiyan Ling Li, his eyes widened, and he immediately said with a fierce light.

"Luo Feng, the guest elder of the Yunling Sect, has seen two masters of the Chanting Virtue Sect, as well as this little brother surnamed Ni from our Sea Immortal City. This fifteen or sixteen-year-old young monk with a face, wearing a dark gray magic robe with ancient copper coin-shaped runes, smiled very strangely at everyone, and put away the small red bow that Situ Xueyu had held before, as well as the purple Lingzhi-shaped flying magic weapon.

"Smack!"

Immediately afterwards, Luo Feng's white bone jade hand was withdrawn from Situ Xueyu's body, and instantly turned into an ordinary and very lubricated white delicate little hand, and then, with a wave of his white hand, he also put away the remnant sun blood dragon robe that Situ Xueyu had worn before, and then threw Situ Xueyu's body into the snow field below.

Monk of the Fire Spiritual Root.

Ni Suanqiu looked at the Qi Technique, this young monk, he is a fire spirit root monk with the best fire spirit root, and his cultivation is also extremely extraordinary, he has reached the late stage of the fourfold division of the mind realm, and the exercises are special, and the Shenhai is still very huge, as if his cultivation is also a real and real heaven-level fire system exercise.

"Luo Feng, this son is gifted with an extremely special fire spirit root physique, the spirit root physique is extremely high, and he also claims to be named Luo Feng, how can he be so similar to the person recorded in the classics of the cultivation realm!" Brother Red Bull let out an almost crazy exclamation, and transmitted the voice to Ni Suanqiu.

"What's the matter? Brother Red Bull, do you know this person?" Ni Suanqiu's face turned cold, took a step back, and immediately asked out loud.

Obviously, he knew that the other party's cultivation was not like an ordinary monk, and the fire aura emanating from the other party's body was completely different from the six elite disciples and true disciples of the Six Yang Sect before.

"Well, kid, you can ask this person, did he originally live in the Flowing Fire Continent?" Brother Red Bull rolled his eyes and continued.

"Flowing Fire Continent?" Ni Suanqiu heard this, and his eyes immediately condensed, he had never heard of such a place as the Flowing Fire Continent.

Because the current cultivation realm between the various continents, it is extremely troublesome, if a monk wants to shuttle from one continent to another, it is not a simple thing that can be easily done, and the region called the Flowing Fire Continent is far away to the north of the Lonely Cold Continent in the north of the Divine Monarch Continent, I don't know how many thousands of miles, and even millions of miles away from the wild area, so for Ni Suanqiu at this moment, it is simply something that he can't even imagine.

"Are you Luo Feng, are you from the Flowing Fire Continent?" Ni Suanqiu asked directly according to the words of the Red Bull brother.

"Haha, you still know that I'm from the Flowing Fire Continent? hahahahaha...... , there are still people who know ......"

"Sect Master Ou, have you seen it, there are still people here who know us, are you a little surprised?"

I saw that there was a miserable laughter that sounded like an old ghost crying and sounded strangely, and the young man named Luo Feng was swept away by the red flying carpet magic weapon under him, and chased straight towards Ni Suanqiu.

It can be seen that at this time, Luo Feng's figure is on top and down, flickering and disappearing in the void, and his own red flying carpet flying magic weapon is also a flash of light and darkness, as if this flying magic weapon can be teleported, his figure can be directly on the red flying carpet flying magic weapon, teleporting up and down, his figure is extremely ghostly, and his voice is not like a mortal, a bit similar to a ghost.

At the same time, behind Luo Feng, who was wearing a gray copper coin rune-like magic robe, in the huge gap of the white ice cover, four black-robed disciples of the Cloud Spirit Sect swept in.

And at the same moment, above the white dazzling jade mountain above everyone's heads, there was also a sound of magic weapon fighting, and several other disciples of the Yunling Sect had also fought with the elite disciples of the Chanting Virtue Sect, and the scene had become very chaotic for a while.

Brush Brush Brush!

Luo Feng fired three red giant palms at Ni Suanqiu, but in the blink of an eye, these three red giant palms changed all of a sudden, turning into three fiery red unicorns that flew extremely fast, and they came towards the direction where Ni Suanqiu was located.

"Peng, Peng!"

Ni Suanqiu looked behind him and directly shot out four Burning Sun Pills, and these four Burning Sun Pills were all refined with the Demon Pills of the sixth-level fire demon beasts, and they exploded, immediately rushing up two huge red fire clouds, immediately blocking the three fiery red unicorns chasing after them from behind.

However, before the fiery red fire cloud could disperse, a white feather arrow with a powerful ice system vitality burst out of it and struck at the young man named Luo Feng.

I saw that a dazzling white light flashed, and Luo Feng stretched out a hand and condensed a fiery red nine-section golden whip, which seemed to be a dagger-like spike in his head, and the white feather arrow that Ni Suanqiu had fought with, shattering each other step by step, bursting out a large area of yellow sparks.

However, immediately after, a crackling sound sounded, and an ice-blue crescent moon appeared again, striking the robe of this monk named Luo Feng. Suddenly, this monk named Luo Feng, the cuff of his robe outside one of his arms suddenly cracked, and the fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy who was hit in an instant swept backwards by a hundred or twenty zhang.

"Hmm, you still have a Dao-level ice-based magic weapon, tell me quickly, how do you know where I came from?" Luo Feng's voice suddenly became gloomy, and he was quietly suspended in the void, as if he had not suffered much damage.