"Are Zhuo Wen sure it's on this Sanqing Street?"

Binghui looked arrogantly, put his hands behind his back, looked directly at Sanqing Street, and asked Wu Taiji.

Wu Taiji lowered his head, came to Binghui's side, and said respectfully: "It's true!"

"At the beginning, my subordinates saw that Zhuo Wen enter Sanqing Street with their own eyes, and they haven't come out yet!"

Binghui nodded and slowly walked towards the interior of Sanqing Street.

Wu Taiji and a large army of aliens followed closely behind.

"Sanqing Street Manager Sanqing Daoist, see Lord Binghui!"

Binghui hadn't gone far when at the front of the street came a neutral voice.

Immediately, they were in front of Sanqing Street, and saw Sanqing Daoist people walking towards them with a group of monks from Sanqing Street.

Sanqing took the lead, kept a distance from Binghui, arched his hands, and saluted Binghui.

Binghui's eyes were indifferent, and he said lightly: "Sanqing, are you guilty?"

Sanqing's heart suddenly burst into action, lowered his head, and said, "Lord Binghui, I don't understand what you mean!"

Bang!

As soon as Sanqing finished speaking, a force suddenly swept over, and then, the ground under Sanqing's feet cracked.

A huge ice crystal palm broke through the ground, grabbed Sanqing in his hand, and held it in the air.

Poof!

Sanqing spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes filled with anger.

He didn't expect Binghui to do something to him without saying anything.

"Master!"

The faces of the dream and the little dao boy changed greatly, and they hurriedly approached the ice hand.

But the cold air emitted by the ice hand was extremely terrifying, and as soon as the two approached, they were immediately invaded by the cold air, and their hands and feet began to be frozen into ice cubes.

Fortunately, the black king reacted in time and pulled the two out with a very solemn expression.

Although he was a peak cultivator of the Fourth Decay, he was still in this ice hand, and he felt a breath of death.

He knew very well that if he was caught by this ice hand, he was afraid that the end would only be worse than Sanqing.

The faces of the many monks on Sanqing Street who came with them changed drastically, and they involuntarily took a few steps back.

Their eyes were filled with horror.

The strongest person in the Tongtian Secret Realm, Sanqing was actually defeated by this person with one hand, which is too strong.

They are Sanqing Street, who else can fight with them!

On the other hand, Wu Taiji and the others looked more and more in awe.

"Interesting? You're injured! No wonder you're so vulnerable!"

Binghui glanced at Sanqing and was quite surprised, but quickly calmed down and continued: "I heard that Zhuo Wen is on your Sanqing Street, hand over that Zhuo Wen, I won't embarrass you Sanqing Street!"

As soon as these words came out, the entire Sanqing Street monks were in an uproar.

"This person forcibly broke into our Sanqing Street, all because of that Zhuo Wen? Damn, this Zhuo Wen is a harmful spirit?

"What about Zhuo Wen? One person does things and one person is responsible for it, it's all his fault, why should we take the blame and not get out!"

“……”

Many monks in Sanqing Street were coaxing, and they were indignant and told Zhuo Wen to get out, so as not to harm them in Sanqing Street.

Huan Tianhan, Mi Jinwen and Tang Taihong, who were mixed with everyone, frowned slightly, they looked at each other, and they were silent.

The three of them all knew that Zhuo Wen had gone to the Sanqing Palace, but Zhuo Wen was kind to them, so it was impossible for them to poke Zhuo Wen out now.

"I know where that Zhuowen is? I know!"

Suddenly, in the middle of the crowd, someone suddenly spoke.

All of a sudden, the noise of the monks on Sanqing Street fell silent, and their eyes fell on the monk who spoke.

Even Binghui looked at the speaker with interest.

This is a middle-aged man with gloomy eyes, his aura is not strong, and he is probably just the first declining cultivation.

At this moment, being stared at by everyone, his face was slightly pale, and he didn't know what to say.

"Come here!"

Binghui beckoned to this person and said lightly.

The middle-aged man's face turned pale, showing hesitation, and finally walked towards Binghui.

"Where is Zhuo Wen?" asked Binghui after the middle-aged man walked in.

He ...... At the beginning, I was at the exit of Sanqing Street, and I saw Huan Tianhan, Mi Jinwen, and Tang Taihong coming back with Na Zhuowen, and later, he followed the Sanqing Daoist to Sanqing Mountain. The middle-aged man said tremblingly.

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the three people in the crowd suddenly turned pale, and they secretly screamed in their hearts, and began to secretly retreat, intending to evacuate.

They knew that if this man confessed to them, the Ice Glows would definitely find them.

"Oh, Sanqing, you old horseman, you really disobey me! Knowing that this seat is looking for that Zhuo Wen, not only did you not report it, but you also took him to Sanqing Mountain, treating me as a fool?"

Binghui raised his eyes and glanced at Sanqing indifferently, the ice hand squeezed tightly, and Sanqing suddenly let out a miserable howl, and his body was drenched in blood.

After a battle with Zhuo Wen, his injuries were too serious, and his strength could not be brought into play at all.

Now it's a soft persimmon at all, and Binghui can pinch it as much as he wants.

"And what about the people who surround the sky, Mi Jinwen and Tang Taihong in your mouth?

Binghui said, his eyes fell on the people on Sanqing Street, and everyone's hearts were cold.

"Here! Wrapping Tianhan, Mi Jinwen and Tang Taihong are all here!"

In the crowd, someone suddenly spoke, and then three streamers swept out of the crowd and flew away into the distance.

However, these three streamers had not swept far away, and another ice hand broke through the ground, accurately grasped the three streamers, and pinched them fiercely in the palm of his hand.

When the ice hand was released again, there were three ice sculptures in the palm of his hand.

Looking closely, this ice sculpture is the appearance of Huan Tianhan, Mi Jinwen and Tang Taihong.

"Wu Taiji, follow me to Sanqing Mountain!"

After Binghui finished speaking, he slowly walked forward, and the target was Sanqing Mountain in the distance.

Wherever Binghui passed, the monks of Sanqing Street automatically moved out of the way, and they all looked at Binghui in horror.

Wu Taiji and the three ancestors of the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan, the Moon Wolf Clan, and the Giant Tortoise Clan followed closely.

"Escort all the monks of Sanqing Street to Sanqing Mountain for me, and wait for Lord Binghui to fall later. ”

Wu Taiji sent a message to a Wu general, who commanded the alien army after Binghui and the others walked out of the range of the monks in Sanqing Street, and pressed the people of Sanqing Street to follow behind.

The Black King silently protected Lianmeng and Xiaodao Tong, silent, just following behind.

Whether it was Binghui or Wu Taiji, they had already noticed him, but they hadn't made a move.

The Black King didn't dare to escape, once he escaped, without Binghui's shot, Wu Taiji would take him down first.

Originally, the Black King planned to release Sanqing from the ice hand, but he had tried it before, and with his strength, he couldn't break the ice hand at all, so he could only watch Sanqing being imprisoned by the ice hand.

At the foot of the mountain, the green-haired dry corpse naturally saw Binghui and a group of others.

"Damn, why is this Binghui so terrifying! I have to go back to Sanqing Palace immediately to inform my master!"

The green-haired corpse looked solemn and hurried back to the Sanqing Palace.