Spectre Cold Fire, a mixture of extreme heat and extreme cold, when extremely hot, burns everything, and when extremely cold, freezes the earth......

In mid-air, the ice sculpture fell weakly, and on the ice sculpture, you can still vaguely look at the horror and hideousness before death.

"Click..."

The ice sculpture fell, and under the gaze of one after another, it cracked open, and among them, there were no bones...

Looking at the white ice that gradually melted on the bright carpet, the hall was as silent as death...

Looking indifferently at the broken white ice, the black-robed man raised his head slightly, and his gaze slowly swept through the dead hall through the black cloak.

Although his vision was cut off by the black cloak, everywhere his gaze went, all the people retracted their necks with a drastic change in their faces, and their flashing eyes were full of horror, moving aimlessly, and they no longer dared to stay on the black-robed man.

Elena Jade held her hand tightly, staring at the gradually melting ice on the carpet with a slightly pale face, her delicate body trembled slightly, the Great Elder of the Ghost Sect who was still making great achievements an hour ago, but now, in front of her, there were no bones, and the two worlds were very different, which really made people a little hard to believe.

Taking a deep breath of cold air, Elena slowly calmed down the fluctuations in her heart, no matter what, after three years of cultivation, she is far from being the young girl she was back then, the paleness on her pretty face gradually faded, her beautiful eyes stared at the black-robed man, and said: "No matter who you are, you and the Haruman family have a grudge, and Mobuck may not be qualified to let the Haruman family clash with a Wenyuan Pavilion Hall University scholar, but the reputation of the Haruman family." But it's worth the price! ”

"Today, in front of many of the leaders of the southeastern provinces and us, you killed Mobuck. If I, the Haruman family, sit idly by, those who rely on the other forces of the Haruman family. I'm afraid I'm going to feel a chill. ”

The eyes under the black robe quietly stared at Elena, who was able to ignore his oppression, and after a while, he shook his head slightly and said in a low voice: "I and your Haruman family will be opposed, sooner or later, even if I don't kill Mobuck today, in the future, I will join the Haruman family." At that time, I am afraid that the grievances will become more intense, so your words are useless to me. ”

"Who is Your Excellency?" Hearing the words of the black-robed man, Elena frowned lightly and couldn't help but shout.

"You'll find out later." The black-robed man replied lightly, and immediately ignored Elena. turned around and slowly walked towards the ghost disciple with a miserable face.

"Deliver someone!" Stopping two meters away from Mog, the voice of the black-robed man was as indifferent as ice. The little killing intent contained in it that had not dissipated made it clear to De Mog that he was a little trembling in his heart, if he and the others delayed. I'm afraid that the next time it turns into ice, it should be my own group.

"Your Excellency... People will arrive soon. His voice trembled a little and he replied. Mogg took two steps back with trembling steps, and then felt a little reassured.

"Five minutes."

The black-robed man ignored Mogg's retreat. He spat out three words in a cold tone, and then stood in the hall like a stake, silent.

Hearing these three words, the corners of Moge's mouth twitched a few times, and then he hurriedly waved his hand to call a ghost disciple, and his face was panicked and asked him to hurry up.

In the spacious hall, on top of those huge pillars, there are also red fonts that symbolize festivities, but at this time, these festive reds, in the eyes of everyone in the hall, are so wry to make people smile, I am afraid that after today, the ghost gate that has just finished the happy event should prepare for the funeral again.

Eyes swept in the hall, when the gaze inadvertently swept over the black-robed man standing in the center of the hall, everyone's hearts trembled fiercely, the great elder of the ghost sect who pressed them to no temper, but in the hands of this even more terrifying existence, it was like that lump of soft mud, how to pinch it, without the slightest ability to resist.

At this time, they could only secretly guess in their hearts how much shit this Mobuck had stepped on in order to attract this kind of strong man who stood at the peak of the empire and was killed by it.

In the hall, the heads of people were swaying, but there was silence, and the strange scene made the hall permeated with a creepy atmosphere.

Standing in place, the black-robed man's head twisted slightly, the corner of his eye shining through the black cloak, and finally swept to a vague black shadow standing on the top beam, nodding slightly at him, signaling that everything was going well.

Poseidon stood on the beam, sensing the vague gaze of the black-robed man below, he hesitated for a moment, and nodded, but when he nodded, the old face under the black robe was a little dazed, because, in the previous time, he seemed to faintly feel that there was an extremely vague aura hidden in the hall below, but this feeling was only an extremely vague sense, and the degree of ambiguity even made Poseidon himself a little uncertain.

There was no puzzled expression on Poseidon's face under the black robe, but when the black-robed man was quietly counting the minutes, the pitch-black ring on his finger suddenly trembled slightly.

Although the slight tremor of the ring was subtle, it did not escape the detection of the black-robed man, and he asked softly in his heart at the moment, "Teacher, what's wrong?" ”

"Be careful, for some reason, I seem to have a faint sense of something familiar." The voice of the old man, with a little solemnity and doubt, sounded in Xiaobao's heart.

"Huh? What do you mean? Hearing this, Xiaobao was slightly stunned, and said in astonishment: "Familiar taste? ”

"At the moment when you borrowed my soul power to explode, the smell that was originally hidden to perfection was a little fluctuating, otherwise, I'm afraid even I wouldn't be able to detect it." Ge Lao said in a deep voice: "Moreover, this smell makes me a little familiar... I can't say it, I've been in contact with my old self. ”

Hearing the words of the elder of the pavilion, Xiao Bao's heart shook violently, and the face under the black robe was a little shocked, what was the strength of the old pavilion in the past, Xiao Bao didn't know very well, but he was at least sure that the old pavilion of the year must be the strong man at the peak of the pyramid of the Wendou Continent, and to be able to contact the old man of the year, his strength is probably not to be underestimated.

"I rarely came into contact with the strong men of the Alpha Empire back then, so I think that this guy who doesn't know the details should belong to the strong man who wanders on the Wendou Continent, but I don't know why, he actually came to the Alpha Empire and lurked in this ghost gate, what is the matter?" The elder groaned.

"How strong is he?" Xiaobao frowned, asking the most important question in his heart.

"I don't know, even I only have a vague sense now, and I can't even tell who he is." Elder Ge also had a slight headache.

"No matter what, be careful, wait for Qing'er to appear, and leave here quickly with her."

"Hmm." Nodding slightly, Xiao Bao's face appeared a little solemn, and the corner of his eyes, with the help of the black robe, vaguely swept through the hall full of people, but he didn't get the slightest, and at the moment, the vigilance in his heart gradually increased.

Five minutes passed quickly, and at the last moment, Mogg, who was in a panic, looked at the figure that appeared at the end of his sight, and breathed a heavy sigh of relief.

Several figures quickly ran in from outside the door, and on the backs of the three ghost disciples, a little girl in a blue shirt was looking timidly at this strange environment with her panicked water spirit eyes open.

In the hall, all eyes were staring at the poor little girl in Tsing Yi, and they were slightly stunned, they didn't expect that the reason why a strong scholar of Wenyuan Pavilion was so strong was because of such a pretty little girl.

Looking at Qing'er, who was a little haggard but fine, Xiaobao breathed a long sigh of relief, and the clenched fists under his sleeve robe were slightly loosened.

"My lord, this is the little girl that the Great Elder captured from Beach City, and we have not harmed her during this time." Carefully hugged Qing'er down, and then walked to Xiaobao nervously, Mogg smiled bitterly.

At this time, Qing'er didn't recognize Xiaobao, so when she saw Mo Ge hugging her towards the black-robed man, a little anxiety suddenly appeared on her little face, and she struggled, but she didn't shake Mo Ge's palm at all.

Looking at Qing'er who was handed over, Xiaobao stretched out his hand while breathing a sigh of relief, wanting to take Qing'er over, and in the calm hall, the change rose sharply!

"Boom!"

When Xiaobao's palm stretched out, a crisp sound suddenly sounded from his side, and then the hard floor suddenly burst open, and countless wide green tree trunks rose from the ground, and then intertwined with each other like lightning, and in the blink of an eye, a wooden prison was formed, which sealed Xiaobao tightly.

The sudden change made the hall, including Elena and the others, stunned for a moment, they didn't expect that someone would take the initiative to attack this Wenyuan Pavilion Hall University powerhouse?

At the moment when everyone was stunned, in the hall where the heads of people were staggering, a pale cyan figure that was originally standing under a pillar like a subordinate person swept out, and the cyan figure was terrifyingly fast, and in the blink of an eye, it flashed in front of Mogg, whose face was terrified, and when his arms reached out, the Qing'er was fished into his arms.

"Want to go?" The cyan figure grabbed Qing'er, and with a flick of his toes on the ground, he wanted to leave this place quickly, but in the wooden prison, the white flames surged out, and in an instant, he burned it clean, and with a low shout, the soles of his feet containing fierce energy kicked the head of the cyan figure fiercely.

Sensing the ferocity of Xiaobao's attack, the cyan figure waved his palm, and on the ground, a huge wooden stake suddenly rose up, resisting Xiaobao's attack between the flying sawdust. (To be continued......)