The black qi transformed human figure stood in the center of the main hall and slowly walked towards Ji Xue on the throne.

Ice and Snow City is easy to defend and difficult to attack, easy to go out and difficult to come in, Ji Xue is above 10,000 people here, no one has ever dared to disobey her words, but now she is being used by a guy who doesn't know how to use a fixed arrow, and she can't move there, that kind of anger suddenly surged into her heart, and asked sharply: "Who are you?" How did you get to my Ice City? ”

"Who am I? You can call me a Wumei Daoist. The Wumei Daoist stopped on the steps, looked around at everyone, looked at everyone in thought, and said with a smile: "I guess you don't know who I am, but it doesn't matter, the important thing is that you are all in my hands." ”

None of the three people came up with such a number one person in the Three Realms, as soon as the words of the Wumei Daoist fell, he stepped up the steps again, looking at the Wumei Daoist who was getting closer and closer, Ji Xue couldn't help shouting: "Come on, come on." ”

Even shouted several times, but there was no movement outside the main hall, the Wumei Daoist waved his hand, and at some point there was a long sickle in his hand, and said to her sarcastically: "Don't waste your efforts, since I came in, no one in your Ice and Snow City will come to save you."

For the first time, Ji Xue's heart was frightened, and she looked at the Wumei Daoist in a daze, unable to say a word, she was now like a fish on a chopping board, only a share of being slaughtered.

"The Taoist is slow, if the Taoist wants to kill us, can you tell us the reason, so that we can die and understand." Seeing that the situation was not good, Fang Youren hurriedly called the Wumei Daoist behind him.

Wumei Daoren was not in a hurry, stood still, glanced back at Fang Youren, sat on the steps unhurriedly, breathed a heavy sigh of relief, and said with a smile: "Okay, I'm not in a hurry anyway, since you said so, I will let you die to understand." ”

As he spoke, the black eyebrow Taoist took off the coat and hat on his head, revealing a handsome face, but the eyebrows on his eyes and his facial features really did not match, although the thick black eyebrows could show a bit of heroism, but his eyebrows, in the eyes of Meng Fang in the dark, couldn't help but exclaim, it was like two brushes hanging on the eyes.

There is no clear grudge between Wumei Dao and Fang Youren and Ji Xue, Wumei Daoist is just acting on orders, although in his own opinion, he is facing a few people who are about to die, and he still does not want to say the mastermind behind the scenes.

Fang Youren was not interested in the affairs of the Wumei Dao people, and he knew very little about the affairs of the Ice and Snow Maze, so what puzzled him was how he could threaten him, an ancient immortal who had almost been abolished, was now inferior to an earth immortal.

"Dare to ask a Taoist, I have never offended anyone in heaven and earth, why do Taoists have to kill me?"

Wumei Daoist seemed to have been prepared for the question of his friend, and waved his hand to him: "If you talk about seniority, I should call you an immortal, so you don't have to worry about it, you didn't offend me, and you didn't have a chance to offend me, but the immortal shouldn't go to the underworld, let alone come to this ice and snow maze." ”

How heavy can his current weight be, Fang Youren couldn't be clearer, right now, the words of the Wumei Daoist suddenly made him interested, there are too many people in the Three Realms who call themselves immortals, but from the mouth of this Wumei Daoist, he can't help but feel a little strange, because he doesn't seem to feel too much immortal qi from his body, on the contrary, there is a strong demonic aura.

If the Wumei Daoist is a person in the demon realm, he doesn't have to call himself an immortal, the two worlds of heaven and demon don't look down on each other at all, and it is impossible to see each other's people treat each other with honorific titles, and the only person who can explain it seems to be the Tongtian Sect Master.

But as far as Fang Friends know, the Tongtian Sect Master was claustrophobic by Hongjun Ancestor in the Jade Void Palace, and then Jiang Ziya was sealed as a god, and the Tongtian Sect Master was nowhere to be found, and it is said that he escaped into the demon world, and there has been no news of him since then, but it is just a legend and no one has confirmed it.

Now that he has seen Wumei Daoren, listening to his words and watching his deeds, Fang Youren knows that he will never be the mastermind behind the killing of himself, at best, he is just a small chess piece under the striker, because a guy who relies on cold arrows will never have such scheming and ability, and break into the ice and snow maze alone, and be unscathed.

Thinking of this, Fang Youren was shocked by the people who planned all this behind the scenes, and wanted to test the Wumei Dao people, but the Wumei Dao people didn't care at all, and walked up the steps with a sickle, Fang Youren was even more anxious, let him work hard to melt the frost, but the frozen feet were still immobile, and once he withdrew the immortal power to melt the frost and summoned the immortal weapon, he would be completely frozen in just a moment, and there would be no possibility of fighting back at that time.

Wumei Daoist didn't give Fang Youren a chance to think about it at all, he stood in front of the throne and raised his scythe, and swung it towards Ji Xue's neck with a black wind.

With a bang, Ji Xue, who was originally about to wait for death, was shocked, and slowly opened her eyes, the Wumei Daoist in front of her was facing away from her, and the sickle that was originally looking at her did not know where to go.

At the last moment, Meng Fang fled back to his body, picked up the flash that fell to the ground, and fired two shots at the Wumei Daoist in succession, although he knocked out the sickle in his hand, it did not cause any substantial damage to him, but made the Wumei Daoist show a hideous smile, and his eyes flashed with a strong murderous intent.

"It's interesting, an ordinary man can still knock down the black sickle in my hand, it's really not simple." The Wumei Daoist laughed hideously, turned into a cloud of black gas, and rushed towards Meng Fang.

Fang Youren on the side hurriedly shouted: "Run." ”

Facing the Wumei Daoist who was full of murderous intent, Meng Fang had already left a cold sweat on his forehead, and he couldn't move his steps at all, he also knew in his heart that he couldn't dodge, so he had to raise two flashes and scolding himself to embolden: "Come on, grandson, whoever wants to run is grandson." ”

As the saying goes, things must be reversed, Meng Fang was frightened, and the finger that pulled the trigger was too strong, and the flash broke almost all the stored energy in an instant, and it burst out, hitting the black qi transformed by the Wumei Dao people.

The black qi shook suddenly, and the speed of progress was repulsed, and the Wumei Daoist had to turn into a human form and fall to the ground.

The Wumei Daoist who landed on the ground showed shock on his face, and in an instant, he turned into a cruel smile, and said to Meng Fang: "A mere mortal, you can actually repel me, I didn't want your life, but now you are looking for death, and you can't complain about me." ”

The two flashes, because Meng Fang's nervousness was excessive, the energy had been exhausted in an instant, and there was no strength left to deal with the next attack, Meng Fang trembled and stepped back, and couldn't help but ask Wumei Daoren: "You are a demon immortal, what kind of ability is it to deal with me as a mortal, there is a kind of... There's a kind of...."

Originally, I wanted to say that the Wumei Dao people had a way to deal with the other people present, but I looked left and right, but found that none of them could move, and when the words came to my mouth, I swallowed them back.

Wumei Daoist didn't bother to argue with him, he stretched out his hand and grabbed it in the void, and the sickle that fell to the side returned to his hand, perhaps because he was afraid that the flash in Meng Fang's hand would be difficult again, so he rushed over with one foot and rushed over, not giving Meng Fang time to think at all.