……

One night of cultivation, although Yang Yunfan's cultivation did not make much progress, but it made his spirit and spirit reach the peak.

"Alright, get up, let's go!"

After the sun rises, the wind and snow in this ice field are much lighter. Yang Yunfan woke up the sleeping little Tibetan mastiff and Qinglin Longma, then cleaned up and set off towards the north again.

Along the way, he encountered no danger.

However, this is also normal, because his current location is only the outer area of the Far North Ice Sheet.

There are only a few weak monsters here.

When those demon beasts felt the breath of Qinglin Dragon Horse, they avoided it from afar.

Although the strength of the Qinglin Dragon Horse is not strong, it has a trace of the bloodline of the ancient Qinglong, which has an absolute deterrent for low-level demon beasts.

"Ares, do you feel the aura?"

On Ryoma's back, Yang Yunfan was not idle, he kept using silver needles to stimulate some of the meridians of the little Tibetan mastiff, hoping that it could sense the aura again and re-cultivate.

"Wang!"

However, the little Tibetan mastiff shook its head, its spiritual root was extracted, which meant that it could no longer sense any heaven and earth aura, and became an ordinary dog.

However, its wit remains.

That's where it hurts the most!

Otherwise, in such a cultivation holy place with a strong spiritual aura outside the territory, with the excellent bloodline of the Hell Three-headed Dog in its body, it could be allowed to cultivate to the Jindan realm in a very short period of time.

When the time comes, it will be ready to speak.

It's a pity that its spiritual root has been extracted...... It already felt its body getting tired.

It knew it wouldn't live long.

"Woo ......"

Thinking that it was about to leave its master, it couldn't help but feel a little sad, drooped its head, snuggled in Yang Yunfan's arms, and gently licked the back of Yang Yunfan's hand.

"Don't worry, I'll cure you. ”

Yang Yunfan felt the sadness of the little Tibetan mastiff, although it couldn't speak, but it was raised by Yang Yunfan, what it was thinking, Yang Yunfan could easily guess.

He touched the little Tibetan mastiff's head, and his mood was a little heavy.

The spiritual root of the little Tibetan mastiff is extracted, and the best way is to find a demon beast with a similar spiritual root, seize the spiritual root of the other party with a secret method, extract it, and inject it into the body of the little Tibetan mastiff.

However, the bloodline of the little Tibetan mastiff is very rare, and it is the bloodline of the three-headed dog of hell.

It was almost impossible for Yang Yunfan to find a similar demon beast in the Arctic Ice Field.

"Boom!"

At this moment, Yang Yunfan heard a violent sound not far ahead.

He pulled the reins, stopped in place, and saw from a distance that a blood-colored glow flashed in the northern sky, like an incomparably cold sword, breaking through the sky.

Then, he saw a man, riding a narrow rainbow mang, from the far north, far away!

Behind that man, there were several other figures, chasing quickly. However, the speed of those people was much slower, and they couldn't catch up with that figure.

"The waste of Miyue City, if you want to hunt down and kill Lao Tzu, go back to practice for a few more years......"

In the sky, there was a burst of extremely arrogant laughter. And when the laughter fell, the man had disappeared into the sky, never to be seen again.

After the man left, four or five figures appeared in front of Yang Yunfan's eyes.

These four people have different appearances, three men and one woman, standing in the void, their momentum is extremely strong, and the aura around them is like a black hole, extremely deep. There is a moon-white star on one person's body, like a swimming dragon, wrapped around his waist, very magical.

"Yin Yang Realm Monk!"

Yang Yunfan only glanced at it and knew that the strength of these four people was far above him, reaching the realm of yin and yang. And the person with the moon-white stars on his body made him unable to give birth to any resistance, and he should be the strongest of the four.

However, he always felt that this person's breath was very familiar!

"It's the people of the Ten Thousand Swords Holy Palace again! The last time we explored the Youquan Stream, we also met them, and we fell short!"

Among the four, the only woman said through gritted teeth.

This woman looked to be twenty-seven or eighteen years old, wearing a purple robe, and her appearance was cold, especially a pair of light eyebrows, which made this person even more indifferent, and it was difficult to approach at first glance.

As she spoke, there was a long whip with colorful scales around her waist, which radiated a glittering light, swimming from time to time, sizzling lightning, which should be an extremely rare treasure.

"This woman ......"

Yang Yunfan glanced up, and always felt that this woman's breath was somewhat familiar, as if she had seen it there.

He thought about it carefully, and suddenly realized: "Why is this person's aura so similar to Miss Shang Xiu......? By the way, the person who escaped just now said that this is a person from Miyue City!"

"Huh?"

At this time, the four people in the sky turned their heads and found Yang Yunfan below.

"Dare to eavesdrop on our speech, look for death!" The woman's eyes were cold, and the long whip in her hand, like a poisonous snake coming out of a hole, glowed with a colorful match, and shot down like lightning, wanting to put Yang Yunfan to death!

"Crack!"

However, at the moment when her long whip fell, the other person flicked his fingers, and the white starlight around his waist flickered in an instant, and a white light suddenly shot out, "bang", lightly on her long whip, and flicked her long whip aside.

Poof!

This long whip was thrown three or four meters beside Yang Yunfan, like a blade, cutting the thick ice on the ground and cutting a crack more than ten meters deep. If this hits Yang Yunfan at once, I'm afraid it will be enough to cut him in half!

"What a vicious woman!

Yang Yunfan's eyes suddenly turned cold, he was just passing by here, and he didn't want to eavesdrop on the other party's speech at all. And there is no grievance with the other party, and the other party will kill him!

How vicious is this?

"What do you mean?"

The woman's long whip was flicked away, and her face immediately turned cold, and she looked at the burly man with white stars around her.

Her expression was full of anger.

Yan Wuque snorted coldly and said, "Qi Yue, when the master came out, he warned you, don't kill people at every turn! There are some people who you can't move. It doesn't matter if you want to die yourself, but don't harm our Moon City!"

As he spoke, Yan Wuque stepped out, the stars circulating around his waist flickered, and his figure followed in the air and became confused, and in the next second, he stepped over dozens of meters, and his figure pulled out an extremely long ripple in the void and appeared in front of Yang Yunfan.

"Humph!"

The woman named Qi Yue snorted coldly, followed Yan Wuque, and landed in front of Yang Yunfan.

She looked Yang Yunfan up and down, and saw that Yang Yunfan was just a Jindan realm monk, unremarkable, and snorted coldly: "A Jindan realm monk is just a monk, even if he misses and kills, what's the big deal?"

"Qi Yue, shut up for me!"

Yan Wuque couldn't help but turn his head, glared at Qi Yue coldly and scolded.

Then, he changed his cold and arrogant appearance, walked in front of Yang Yunfan, his expression suddenly became respectful, he bent down and saluted, and said: "I've seen my son, I've been away for a few days, and my son's demeanor is still the same." ”

Son?

Seeing this scene, Qi Yue on the side was stunned for a moment.

What's the situation?

Miyue City, the strongest man under the city lord, Yan Wuque, actually saluted a kid in the Jindan realm?