The ice crystal Dao Lotus on his head, drooping down the slightest trace of cold air for ten thousand years, Ye Qingfang is like the snow god who controls the cold winter at this moment, the cold wind dances all over his body, and the snowflakes flutter. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Each piece of snow has a devastating coldness, and when it falls to the ground, it can instantly freeze all the areas within a radius of tens of meters.

In the street below, many monks were shocked and fled in a panic.

However, some of the slower runners were still killed by the pond fish, frozen into ice sculptures, and had no life.

This is the strength of the monks of the half-step transformation habitat, and just a trace of cold air can make thousands of monks retreat in terror, like a snake and scorpion.

"Half-Step Habitat!"

In the void, Mo Tianshao's pupils shrank suddenly, and he felt a great crisis, he knew that he was only afraid of the bad luck this time.

In the face of the fivefold cultivator of the Qi Gathering Realm, it would take a lot of effort to deal with it, and even if he could escape, he would inevitably be seriously injured.

Now, in the face of a half-step Transformation Habitat powerhouse, there is no hope of escaping at all, even if he has the fragment of Thor Wing.

Mo Tianshao's current realm is too different from Ye Qingmad.

Since it is useless to escape, you can only fight.

The divine thought moved, Mo Tianshao's whole body flashed with thunder, he raised his hand and made a move, wanting to summon the tip of the Thunder God Sword back, however, the latter was completely absorbed by the extremely cold qi that fell from the ice crystal Dao Lotus on the top of Ye Qing's head, and he couldn't move.

Mo Tianshao knew that things were getting bigger.

"Still want to recall this treasure? It's a dream! Ye Qing roared wildly, and the extremely cold aura of Dao Lian's falling instantly wrapped the tip of the Thunder God Sword and suspended it at his side, and he stared at Mo Tianshao with a cold gaze, "What other tricks and magic weapons can be used." ”

Mo Tianshao's face was gloomy, his mind moved, and the thunder drum 'Tianluo' was summoned by him.

Knock knock!

Bursts of thunderous sounds echoed above the nine heavens, like a tidal wave, surging wildly, straight to the divine consciousness of people.

However, Ye Qingyan was not moved at all, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth: "This is your magic weapon?" Although the spirit-level fivefold magic weapon is rare, it is a dream to use it against me! ”

As soon as the words fell, his whole person's momentum rose sharply, and the Dao Lotus on the top of his head was infinitely magnified, and the lotus petals were crystal clear, like crystals, and they were covered with mysterious Dao marks, which seemed to be expounding some kind of supreme heaven and earth avenue.

The lotus petals danced, and the cold air rolled and scattered.

The crazy tide was more powerful than the sound waves formed by the thunder drum 'conch'.

The two tides struck, and Mo Tianshao's 'Heavenly Conch' was immediately suppressed, and a powerful divine consciousness force shrouded his head, like a mountain.

Burst!

Mo Tianshao was oppressed by the terrifying divine consciousness and vomited a mouthful of blood on the spot, and the 'Heavenly Conch' suspended above his head also began to shatter inch by inch, full of shocking cracks.

Click!

Crushed conch!

Mo Tianshao's whole person was also shocked by that divine thought, and flew back hundreds of meters away.

Ye Qingfang stepped out and followed closely, came to Mo Tianshao's body, raised his foot and kicked down violently, with a huge force that shook the mountain, making people's hearts tremble: "Deceive me Zixia Sect, pay for it with your life!" ”

Clang!

A golden and iron-like symphony came out, and Ye Qingfang stepped on Mo Tianshao's chest fiercely, but he was blocked by a flash of purple thunder armor, making an earth-shattering sound that reverberated throughout the void.

His whole person took a step back because of this, frowned slightly, looked at Mo Tianshao, and a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "You have a lot of treasures." ”

Mo Tianshao was silent, coughing up blood in his mouth, fortunately with the protection of the fragment of the Thunder God Armor, I was afraid that he would really be crushed by Ye Qingfang's foot.

He looked at the phantom condensed by the fragment of Thor's armor, a clear footprint imprinted on it, surrounded by cobweb-like cracks.

Mo Tianshao's pupils shrank suddenly, and the half-step transformation realm was really powerful, and he almost broke through the defense of the fragment of the Thunder God Armor with just one kick.

This is the first time Mo Tianshao has seen this situation so far. How could he not be shocked?

"If that's all you can do, then I'm afraid you'll have to die here today." Ye Qingfang was condescending, looking down at Mo Tianshao like an emperor, high above like a god, with a Dao lotus on his head, the whole person looked solemn and sacrosanct.

Mo Tianshao felt a lot of pressure, and the other party was far stronger than he imagined.

This is only a half-step Transformation Habitat, if it is a real Transformation Habitat powerhouse, how terrifying will it be?

Mo Tianshao didn't dare to imagine that for the first time, he felt that the oath he had made to destroy the Chaotian Sect within ten years was a little ridiculous?

However, this did not shake his faith, and the monk embarked on a journey to either live or die.

Sheng, then embark on the grand plan of the avenue and find the mystery of the immortal family.

If you die, you will turn into a piece of loess and fall into hell forever.

That's all, if today's battle shakes his invincible confidence, Mo Tianshao really can't imagine how far he will grow in the future?

Perhaps, it will stop at the Qi Gathering Realm forever.

When you are strong, you are strong, this is him!

"Tiangang is stepping on the fight, the cold stars and the earth are shaking, the eighteen spirits are sleeping, and they are reborn and returned." Mo Tianshao stood quietly in the void, pinching the magic tricks, chanting terms, his whole body was misty, and his thoughts were surging.

He cast the Eighteen Spiritual Chambers of the Corpse Control Spell he had obtained from Ouyang Li.

However, Mo Tianshao has not practiced the essence, and he is just getting a glimpse of the court.

The earth rumbled, and a huge bronze coffin like a mountain rushed out from the depths of the crack.

The bronze coffin is old and mysterious, engraved with a series of eerie and terrifying pictures, a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, fierce beasts and fierce birds, and ghost claws and wandering spirits.

It seems that inside the ancient coffin is a hell that leads to the valley of the underworld.

Ye Qing stood quietly in the void, saw the huge ancient coffin, and frowned slightly: "The Eighteen Spiritual Beds of the Walking Corpse Sect's Corpse Control Curse?" ”

Clang!

The ancient coffin was opened, and one after another figures slowly stepped out of it, a total of hundreds of figures.

They were dressed in the ancient emperors' dragon robes of various countries, wearing purple and gold dragon crowns, and their bodies were burly and straight, but they were as shriveled as wood, their skin was dark, and they exuded an erosive stench.

The scarlet eyes had a cruel murderous aura, Sensen's fangs were quenched with corpse poison, and his long claws were as sharp as blades.

Three thousand emperors' corpses, Mo Tianshao almost died at the hands of the ancient emperors of these countries.

They had been refined into dried corpses, and now they were just zombie puppets that were sent and manipulated.

However, now these hundreds of emperor corpses are slightly different from the emperor corpses summoned by Ouyang Li at the beginning, that is, their jet-black hair has gradually changed towards gold, and their dark skin also has a little golden light, like gold dust.

The golden light flashed, and it was actually a thunderous sensation.

Mo Tianshao's cultivation of the eighteen spirit beds of the corpse control spell was to use the three thousand thunder method to refine his evil qi, and now, he has seen the effect.

The ferocity and corpse qi on the corpses of these emperors have obviously weakened a lot, and their bodies are filled with a solemn and heavy thunderous momentum.

"It's just a first glimpse, and I don't know if these hundreds of emperor corpses can stop Ye Qingmad? It really can't be done, so I can only use the three thousand thunder magic words. Mo Tianshao was ruthless in his heart.

Originally, he didn't plan to use the 'demon' and 'fire' words of the Three Thousand Thunder Method, because there were many monks in this underground black market, and there were many monks and casual cultivators from various countries, and there were many people, if they knew that they had the three thousand thunder methods left by the Heavenly Thunder Emperor who had fallen into the mortal world, they were afraid that the whole city would riot.

I am afraid that the palace of Mingyue Kingdom will be shaken by this, and a large number of troops and monks will be sent to surround and strangle themselves, at that time, there is no way to go to heaven and no way to enter the earth.

However, as a last resort, he had no choice but to make this decision.

Roar!

More than 100 emperor corpses let out a deafening roar, terrifying, and a strong ferocious aura mixed with the mighty thunder power filled the entire void, almost condensed into substance.

Their bodies flashed, and they killed Ye Qingmad like fierce beasts.

Mo Tianshao retreated violently to avoid being attacked by Ye Qingfang in the chaos.

Trapped in the corpse of the emperor, Ye Qingfang was not afraid, with an extremely confident and cold smile on the corner of his mouth, with a finger, a beam of ice crystal light was transmitted out, and it was easy to kill an emperor corpse.

Those emperor corpses are all monks who are comparable to the dual realm of the Qi Gathering Realm, so many emperor corpses, the three levels of the Qi Gathering Realm are absolutely hateful, the fourth level will be seriously injured, and the fifth level will be trapped in it.

But Ye Qing slaughtered them like slaughtering dogs, effortlessly, it can be seen that his cultivation is profound, and he is worthy of being the first young disciple of Zixia Sect, the youngest elder of Zixia Sect, and is deeply loved by the sect master of Zixia Sect.

His strong cultivation and natural strength make many older powerhouses sigh to themselves.

Many people knew that if he was given time to cultivate, Ye Qingyan would definitely not stop at the Transformation Realm, and might even be higher.

One finger, one kills one emperor.

It was an extremely shocking scene, and many monks looked at the void in amazement, seeing Ye Qing's strength.

Even Mo Tianshao was horrified in his heart, how strong this person was, he couldn't guess at all, he only knew that Ye Qingyan definitely hadn't used all his strength yet.

Because, so far, Mo Tianshao has not seen the other party use any powerful Dao technique attacks.

"Zixia Sect Ye is frivolous, Chaotian Sect Feng should cultivate, and there are young heroes from other countries and sects, this world is really full of talents, and there are countless people whose strength and talent are stronger than their own." Mo Tianshao muttered to himself, his eyes looked at Ye Qingfang, and a touch of ruthlessness flashed.

My Mo Tianshao's path to becoming an immortal will inevitably step on the bones of your geniuses and cross over!

"Three thousand thunder laws!"

His left and right hands, index finger Qingtian, the two words of thunder broke out of the body, driving the power of the mighty immortal punishment, the thunder was surging, reckless as a dragon, and the invisible coercion was scattered in all directions, and many monks' hearts trembled, and their souls trembled at this moment.

The terrifying sound of immortal punishment almost made them kneel on the ground, not daring to move.

At this moment, even Ye Qingfang, who had always looked calm, changed color slightly.