After Ye Lin expelled the cold air around him, he was about to approach the stone platform.

Suddenly, a muffled grunt was heard, and a young man took a few steps backwards on the stone.

Someone!

Ye Lin's face had a hint of coldness, and his body immediately stopped in place, quietly listening to the movement on the stone platform.

As his mind extended, he immediately saw the person in front of him.

There was more than one person, Ye Lin frowned.

There are several people here, these people, Ye Lin has also seen, it is the black-robed man Liang Qingsong, the third prince Zhao Wuxian, the Yandu City Qin Shuang'er, Daxia Xia Wuyan, and a blue-shirted man, Ye Lin does not know.

Ye Lin exhaled deeply, the strength of these five people, each of them is not bad, if it is placed on the mainland, they are all the leaders of the younger generation.

Ye Lin looked at the man in the blue shirt with a more focused expression, the man in the man was holding a big chicken leg in his hand, drinking wine, and kneeling cross-legged on the ground.

The other four looked at each other warily.

Fellow Daoists, don't hide and hide.

When Ye Lin heard this, he couldn't help but be stunned, and then he slowly walked to the corner of the stone platform.

Ye Lin looked at a few people, and several people were also looking at Ye Lin, originally a delicate balance had been reached between the five people, but at this moment, because of Ye Lin's arrival, they were more wary of each other.

Except for Xia Wuyan, who said that Daoist friends should not hide, the others did not speak.

These people are extremely powerful, and there is no contempt in the expressions of these people, and some are just dignified.

Ye Lin knew that these people were not embroidered pillows.

Unconsciously, I also became a martial artist, Ye Lin felt a lot of emotion in his heart, a year ago, he was still a mortal who could not cultivate, he had not experienced the marrow washing, if it wasn't for Ling Wei giving him a piece of jade, he was afraid that he would not be able to cultivate even when he was thirty years old.

Since then, Ye Lin has taken one step at a time, without wasting any time, and cultivating desperately, making him step from a mortal to a martial artist in just one year and become a fourth-order martial artist.

Thinking of the past, Ye Lin knew that if he didn't dare to slack off, it would be impossible to achieve such an achievement, no matter how good the talent is and the foundation is solid, if he is unwilling to study hard, all high-quality conditions will hinder people from succeeding.

Anything can only be obtained by one's own struggle.

His thoughts slowly retracted.

Soon, the eyes of the six people were attracted by a piece of ice water on the stone platform.

The cold water of the Styx River was about to de-ice, and the third prince Zhao Wuxian had a touch of joy on his face.

As soon as he said this, the other people who were cross-legged on the ground also immediately opened their eyes and stared closely at the movement on the stone platform.

Even the man in the blue shirt, who only cared about eating big chicken legs and drinking wine, moved slightly and looked towards the stone platform.

It seems that he was also attracted by the cold waters of the River Styx.

Ye Lin's heart moved slightly, and his head thought about what this cold water of the Styx River was.

There is, on the second floor of the ancient book building, "Jing Hydrology." There is an introduction to the cold water of the River Styx, which is three points heavier than water, three points heavier than the king water, and a few points colder than the snow water.

Although there were only a few sentences, Ye Lin knew that the cold water of the Styx River was extremely heavy and corrosive, and more importantly, it was extremely cold and piercing.

At this moment, the layer of ice covered by the cold water slowly melted away, and a mist emerged from the ice.

Just when the fog was over, and only cold water was left on the stone platform...

In an instant, the four of them shot at the same time.

Qin Shuang'er, Xia Wuyan, Liang Qingsong, and Zhao Wuxian all came out to seize the cold water of the Styx.

The next moment, the four palms attacked each other, and the terrifying power erupted from the center of the four.

Bang!

Get out of the way!" Zhao Wuxian snorted coldly, his figure turned into an afterimage, and he grabbed towards the cold water of the Styx.

The four of them restrained each other and attacked each other, and for a while, no one could get close to the cold waters of the River Styx.

At the critical moment, the blue-shirted man on the side wiped the oil stains on the corner of his mouth, took a sip of wine, laughed, after all, he was still a junior, he couldn't hold his breath, he snorted coldly, and suddenly disappeared into the void, and when he reappeared, he was already under the stone platform.

The wine gourd was opened, and the cold water of the Styx River was immediately put into the gourd, all of which happened between the calcium carbide sparks, and before the other four people could react, the cold water of the Styx River had already been included in the wine gourd by the man in the blue shirt.

When the four of them reacted, their faces were all iron-blue, and the four of them competed for the cold water of the River Styx, but they didn't expect that they had spent their efforts in vain, but they had cheapened the blue-shirted man.

There was a hint of murderous intent on the faces of the four of them, and they had only one thought in their hearts at the moment, and that was to kill the man in the blue shirt.

Hey, boy, why don't you want my life like them, the man in the blue shirt glanced at Ye Lin and said with a faint smile.

Although I am a little interested in the cold water of the Styx, I don't want to take my life because of this, Ye Lin said flatly.

The blue-shirted man's face was cloudy, he looked at the other four people, and sneered: "Why don't you have such a mind as this little brother?"

It's okay, whether the four of you go up together, or I'll clean up one by one, the man in the blue shirt had a smile on his face.

What a big breath, killing you, only I am enough, Xia Wuyan snorted coldly, and the eight forbidden flags in his hand were sacrificed by him, and there were dragons, tigers, elephants, cows, horses, snakes, fish, sheep,

The eight totems were sacrificed, and suddenly the sky was filled with phantoms, like gods and ghosts dancing wildly, and ghosts crying wolves.

The eight totems turned into eight giant beasts and came towards the blue-shirted man.

"Melt!"

The man in the blue shirt did not have any panicked expression, and simply spit out a word.

Suddenly, the surrounding vitality fused towards the blue-shirted man's body, and in a word, that vitality rolled in, and soon condensed into a huge palm.

With a slap of this palm, he actually suppressed all the fierce beasts in the eight totems.

At this scene, everyone who watched the scene changed their faces, monk, this was a thought in their minds.

This blue-shirted man was already a monk, but his cultivation at this time was infinitely close to the peak of a seventh-order martial artist in the Star and Moon Secret Realm.

On the field, only Ye Lin had a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth, when he came here, he had already seen the extraordinaryness of this middle-aged man in a blue shirt, this man made him a little unable to see through.

The man in the blue shirt had a grim face, slapped the mustard seed bag, and immediately took out a battle axe from the mustard seed bag, the axe was black and swarthy, and the handle of the axe showed a cold light.

What a sharp axe! Ye Lin saw it in his eyes, and his heart was terrified.

You are too weak, the man in the blue shirt said to Xia Wuyan.

In an instant, his figure disappeared again, holding a battle axe, and slashed towards the eight totems in the void, slashing eight times in a row, and the eight totem beasts were cut in half by him.

It's just that between breaths, the middle-aged man already has an extra leg of mutton in his hand, and he no longer looks at everyone's expressions, but uses exercises to make the leg of mutton feverish, and the fragrant leg of mutton is pinched in his hand and eats it in a big gulp.

Xia Wuyan sighed, angry, he spent countless efforts to refine these eight totems, this totem is extremely powerful, unexpectedly, just a moment of effort, the blue-shirted man cut his totem giant beast in half, and also took a small piece of lamb leg meat of the sheep totem giant beast and ate it.

The blue-shirted man's behavior like this, how could he not be angry, as soon as he thought of this, he was furious, but blood involuntarily spurted out of his throat.

The other three were shocked in their hearts when they saw it.

It seemed that the blue-shirted man did not exert all his strength, but just infinitely approaching the seventh-order peak martial artist was a threshold that they could not cross.

Hugh wants to talk to him, you and I will shoot together and kill him, who is talking about the cold water of the Styx, it is no one else who is speaking, it is the third prince Zhao Wuxian.

The black-robed man Liang Qingsong, Qin Shuang'er, and Xia Wuyan glanced at each other, and they all nodded, they thought to themselves, with their own strength, they couldn't compete with the blue-shirted man at all, and only by joining forces could the four of them have a chance to hit the blue-shirted man hard, or even kill him.

For the sake of the cold waters of the River Styx, it can only be so.

This cold water of the Styx River is an excellent cold water for refining the impurities of the magic weapon, a magic weapon, if you add the cold water of the Styx, you can greatly improve the grade of the magic weapon and drive away the impurities in the magic weapon.

The value of the cold waters of the River Styx is not untouched by no one.

Even Ye Lin had greed in his heart, but with his strength, he couldn't compete with the man in the blue shirt.

You have to find an opportunity, if there is a good opportunity, Ye Lin will not let it go.

He also observed the situation on the field at the moment, if these four people were defeated, he would attack the man in the blue shirt, and if the man in the blue shirt was defeated, he would attack the four people.

If the blue-shirted man wins the four people, he is afraid that with his character, Ye Lin will not be able to get out alive at all.

If the blue-shirted man wins, Ye Lin must attack him in order to have a chance to live.

If the blue-shirted man is defeated, he will inevitably be hit hard by the four of them, and Ye Lin will not only not be able to kill him at this time, but also protect him.

The relationship between this is that he would rather offend four warriors than a monk, and the four of them joined forces to kill the man in the blue shirt, and they would definitely kill him.

This way back is to leave a favor to the blue-shirted man and form a good relationship with him, if Ye Lin is unwilling, he can also kill him and take away the cold water of the Styx in his hands. Of course, if he is undefeated and undefeated, Ye Lin can only attack the man in the blue shirt.

The four of them did not hesitate, and shot out one after another, and one after another extremely fierce attacks came towards the blue-shirted man.

The blue-shirted man's face was not as relaxed as before, but showed a dignified expression.

Although he was a monk, his cultivation at this time had already been suppressed at the peak of the seventh-order martial arts, and he could deal with one or two people, but at this time, the four of them made a move, which immediately made him unable to parry.

As time passed, his originally confident face gradually showed a decadent color.

Little brother, if you help me kill these people, this cold water of the River Styx will belong to you, how about it, beads of sweat appeared on the face of the man in the blue shirt, and it was obviously extremely difficult to deal with the attacks of the four people.

Little brother, don't listen to his nonsense, if you kill the four of me, he has time to breathe, how will he let you go, the stakes in this, I don't think I will say it, you will also understand that it is the third prince Zhao Wuxian who speaks.

Ye Lin nodded, looked at the blue-shirted man with some playfulness, and said: "What he said makes some sense in what he said, if I help you kill one of them, what if you kill me!" Little brother, you and I have no grievances, we have no intersection and no festivals, how can I harm your life for no reason, the blue-shirted man said with some eagerness.

If you help me, I will naturally hand over the cold water of the Styx in my hand to you, and I will never break my word.