Chapter 1529: Snow Dance

It's night, maybe it's not night. It's just that the sky above this Holy Sect has long been surrounded by thick black-red clouds, and there is no light of day. Perhaps outside of this range, it is not as serious as it is now, and no one knows the specifics.

Gong Huanyang was restrained and couldn't move, in addition to being angry and wanting to force him out, he also had the shock of the black-robed man. After so many years of painstaking cultivation, in exchange for such a white-eyed wolf, such a ruthless traitor?

Indeed, when the black-robed man was in the Holy Sect before, he was a nobody-like existence. Sweeping, doing clutter, all kinds of trivial things are all taken care of. It is true that there are many disciples who bully him, but that is all for a purpose.

The Holy Sect does not take in useless people, and what the black-robed man complained about is completely good. The Holy Sect was established in the first place to be able to accommodate all elites. With the majesty of the Muyang Holy Lord, it is true that all the elites of this plane have gathered here.

There must be differences between people. The level of talent is not something that people can decide. The inheritance of the bloodline is destined to how far a person can go in the path of cultivation. So when the talent reaches a certain level, it will indeed be undesirable.

But why did a black-robed person who had no future at all be admitted to the Holy Sect in the first place? Even if he was sweeping the floor, in the eyes of those ordinary people, it was something that he would not be envied for several lifetimes. The Holy Father is the holy place in their hearts. Sanctanct.

However, only those who have experienced it will know what it looks like. As the black-robed man said, almost every person of the Holy Sect would bully him, but this was ordered by the Holy Lord, because he wanted to create an ordinary genius.

From the previous black-robed people, physique, talent, as well as meridians and bloodlines, are not cultivation materials. But Muyang is stubborn and wants to build it into an existence that surpasses all geniuses and becomes a new legend.

It's just that everyone knows all this, except for the black-robed man himself. The bottom line in Mu Yang's heart is limited to ten years, as long as the black-robed man can withstand ten years of torture, then he can change everything for him and ascend to the sky in one step.

It's a pity that there is still a big gap between Muyang's ideals and reality. Because he ignores how special a person's physique is, but the bearing capacity of the state of mind is limited, and once there is a little deviation, it will be doomed.

This is the case, the reason why the black-robed man, as a person with no cultivation foundation and no talent, was able to endure such a long period of torture, endure everyone's contempt, abuse, and fists and kicks, just for one thing.

He's going to wait for an opportunity, a chance to be able to turn around absolutely. As long as there is a glimmer of hope, no matter what the price is, he must seize it. And now, it's time for the black-robed man to seize this opportunity.

The power of the Holy Lord is actually invisible. Even the Muyang Holy Lord used the Qi of the Protoss to temporarily seal and suppress it. But as long as there is a little gap, he can reunite, and the most crucial dark side is always there.

The black-robed man became the Holy Venerable Lord, or now it should be said that the Blood Venerable Lord's best host. By a certain coincidence, the Blood Venerable Lord was only sealed as a doppelganger like a substance, and all of his power was transferred to the black-robed man.

In other words, the black-robed man at this moment is actually the carrier of the Blood Venerable Lord. He would not let go of Mu Yang, and he would not let go of any of the people of this Holy Sect. No matter what way Muyang fights him, he will not be 100% successful.

The disciples of the Holy Sect have all been destroyed, and only Gong Huanyang is left. The reason why he was the most talented in the Holy Sect was that the black-robed man had already seen it. He was not really a human being, but just a spirit in the midst of the golden lotus.

Squatting down, the black-robed man looked at Gong Huanyang sadly, and the grim smile on the corner of his mouth spread more and more: "Hehe...... Hehe...... Don't you think it's ridiculous? You think you can dominate the world, but what does it turn out to be?

"If you have the ability, you can kill me now! All of our hard work at the beginning was in vain. We raised a white-eyed wolf, and we admitted it. Gong Huanyang roared, but it didn't have any effect at this moment.

A bolt of lightning struck and shone on the face of the black-robed man. For a moment, I could see his face clearly, it was so terrifying and hideous. stared at Gong Huanyang: "You said, if I refine you now......"

A mysterious sneer sounded, and the black-robed man showed a playful smile. Gong Huanyang is the key to the existence of the Golden Lotus, once he is gone, then the Golden Lotus will also be gone, and the person who Muyang cherishes the most will also be wiped out.

With a little bent, the black runes around the formation could quickly gather on the fingers of the black-robed man. Bang! Bang! A wave of energy swung out, directly penetrating Gong Huanyang's chest. The latter snorted, and his body was lifted up little by little.

"Ah...... Ah......" screamed in pain, but Gong Huanyang's will was still sober: "Even if you kill me, even if you wipe me out, your final plan still can't be successful." The way of heaven is bright, and if you do too much injustice, you will kill yourself. ”

Bang! Bang! Gong Huanyang's body kept exploding, and holes appeared that were not big or small. It wasn't blood that spilled out, but golden rays of light. Soon, his body began to flicker, tending to a transparent state.

"Muyang, do you want to continue to be a shrunken turtle? Do you want to watch the golden lotus wither and watch your beloved disappear? Haha......" laughed wildly, and the thunder roared in the sky without stopping for a moment.

Just when the black-robed man fell into the most crazy moment, he thought that Muyang had no way to stop it. The black clouds in the sky actually opened up little by little, and an extremely cold aura began to spread, enveloping the entire Holy Sect.

Tick-tock, tick-tock, drops of rain fall, but this is no ordinary rain, it condenses into ice when it falls. When it falls again, it is a white snowflake: "I'm afraid...... You don't have that chance. ”

A majestic, commanding voice appeared. In the snowflakes in the sky, Mu Yang wore ice crystal armor and slowly descended. He was completely covered in snow and ice, and a thick layer of frost formed on the ground.

Snow dance is a trick he learned in retreat. It looks beautiful, like a handsome man spinning and dancing in the air. The cold energy swayed like a ribbon of ice, but it was hidden.

Around Muyang's body, a cold air was surrounded in the shape of a ring. However, every snowflake is a murderous spirit. Once an ordinary cultivator touches it, he will be killed in an instant, without any power to resist.

Snowflakes are flying. The scope of the Holy Sect turned into ice and snow, and Mu Yang stood in the snow, this snow dance allowed him to get his aura back. All the spirit children were frozen in an instant, and they stayed in mid-air, completely immobile.

Not only that, but even the formation of the black-robed man was still in this second, and the flowing breath in his hand froze. looked at Mu Yang in amazement, the black robe flew away, and finally showed a look of struggle on his face: "What the hell is going on?"

The Holy Lord of all races is able to control all the exercises in all planes. The qi of the Protoss is masculine to strong, and the flame is of course the most convenient qi. But on the contrary, the aura of ice and snow is not uncontrollable. At this second, Muyang is aura is fully open!

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