Although it is almost summer, in the northern region, it is like winter all year round, with cold winds and snow.

Along the way, the icebergs are towering and majestic, endless, like a blade that cuts through the sky, falling horizontally in the world, with a heavy sense of coercion.

Wu Heng passed by here, found something extraordinary, and frowned: "This area is murderous, leaving deep traces of battle. ”

Sun Yiqing also stopped, pointed to a huge peak that had stepped into the clouds in the distance and said, "There seems to be a figure flickering there!"

"Boom"

Suddenly, there was a loud sound of the sky cracking in the distance, and then, the iceberg that had no peak began to collapse, and countless solid ice shattered into powder, rolling down like an avalanche, turning into a huge wave, the sound was huge and moving.

"Little girl, death is coming, why don't you hand over the treasure of the Bi family quickly!"

A moment after the iceberg collapsed, a gloomy voice spread in the sky, and I saw a cyan figure standing proudly in the sky, like a great saint, overlooking the land, with an invincible posture.

"Miss Protection!"

Several martial cultivators from the psychic realm looked hurried and blocked in front of the people in Tsing Yi.

"Hmph, are they all a few old bones that are about to die, and they still want to come out to be strong?" the man in Tsing Yi said in a disdainful tone, and slapped it away, boom, boom, boom, and several psychic realm monks were shaken away, crashing into several icebergs, all of them were pale, and they vomited blood.

"Array!"

The man in Tsing Yi burst into a shout, and actually carved a lot of mysterious runes in the void, sacrificing a line of word patterns, he stepped on the formation pattern, one step can span dozens of zhang away, there is no wind to come and go, the fire and light stone has stood in front of an elderly monk, the haze face showed a cruel smile, and he stepped on it without hesitation, and clicked - several ribs on the old monk's chest were torn apart, and the means were very vicious and ruthless.

"No...... Lu Lao ...... "A young girl let out a heart-rending cry on the spot, and her voice seemed exhausted, very weak and pale.

The young woman was slim, her hair was like snow, she was wearing a dark green dress, giving people the intimacy of a girl next door, she looked no more than seventeen or eighteen years old, with a charming face, delicate and perfect facial features, a small nose, red lips and white teeth, beautiful eyes flashing with tears, and a heartbroken look.

"Hand over the Book of Years, or they will all die in front of you. The cold laughter of the man in Tsing Yi made people feel creepy, and then he cast a zigzag array, and stepped on another old monk who was desperately protecting the girl.

Seeing this scene, Wu Heng and Sun Yiqing were both moved, in this vast land of ice and snow, a young girl with tears in her eyes, witnessing her friends being killed one by one, even in cold-blooded people, will have pity.

"The man in Tsing Yi is so hard-hearted, and he is embarrassed to do such a cruel thing to such a cute little girl. Sun Yiqing grinded his teeth and was annoyed, but he soon pointed at the man in Tsing Yi as if he had discovered a new continent and said, "Huh, the formation pattern used by this martial cultivator seems to be very similar to yours, but his formation pattern is not complete enough, and it has not reached the perverted level you have now, but you can cross the distance of two or three hundred zhang yuan in one step!"

Wu Heng's tone unconsciously became very cold, and there was almost a fire in his eyes, revealing hatred that penetrated deep into the bone marrow: "This array is an incomplete line of word formations, and in the entire Heavenly Continent, except for me and Xuehua, only the Yin Yang Sect Sect Leader Feng Qingyang understands a little bit of fur. ”

"You said that the man in Tsing Yi is the leader of the Yin-Yang Sect?" Sun Yiqing was shocked, in fact, he didn't care about the leader of the Yin-Yang Sect, what he cared about was why Wu Heng hated this person so much, and his murderous aura had been raised to a terrifying situation.

"A few years ago, this person repeatedly killed me, and I swore to get rid of him at the beginning, but I didn't expect to run into him as soon as I returned to the mainland. Wu Heng's words were almost squeezed out between his teeth, and before the words fell, his whole person disappeared on the spot, turning into a beam of golden light and rushing towards the distance quickly, incredibly fast.

In the distance, the man in Tsing Yi shattered the skeleton of an old monk of the three realms of psychic spirit with one kick, and cruelly looked at the seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl who kept sobbing, and said: "If it weren't for the spirituality of the Book of Years, and if you don't change the master without the permission of the master, you will definitely not live today!"

Although the girl couldn't bear to watch these monks who swore to protect her to the death being tortured by the people in Tsing Yi, she still maintained her firm position and said coldly: "Hmph, you are delusional, even if the Book of Years is buried in the ground for a long time, it cannot be handed over to such a despicable villain as you. ”

"Okay, since you don't want to hand over the book, then don't live one by one!" The man in Tsing Yi was also a ruthless character, and immediately stepped on it again, and a psychic second realm monk died on the spot, the body was blurred with flesh and blood, and the death was horrible.

"Feng Qingyang, you are a dignified generation of holy masters, don't you feel ashamed to go to work for a foreign race?" a tough old monk roared, his whole person collapsed to the ground, his face was bloodless, but he still had an iron-clad blood, and laughed mockingly at the man in Tsing Yi.

Hearing this, the man in Tsing Yi didn't feel ashamed at all, puffed up his chest and said proudly: "It's a matter of time before a foreign race rules the entire continent, I'm just obeying the will of heaven, there's nothing to be ashamed of, it's better than you old guys who are about to be wiped out!"

Syllable!

Immediately, the man in Tsing Yi raised his palm and slapped the hard-hearted old monk fiercely, leaving a fiery red five-finger print on the face of the old man, who was already in the stage of his old age.

"Poof. ”

The old man's teeth and blood spit out, but he didn't scream in pain, his eyes were firm and awe-inspiring, even if he no longer had any combat power, he still hugged the thigh of the man in Tsing Yi and didn't let him get close to the girl.

The white-haired girl's slender five fingers clenched into fists, looking at the old man who was hugging the thigh of the man in Tsing Yi, and said with guilt on her face: "Old Lu, it's all my fault, it's all my fault, blame me for coming to some saint for help, hey, there are saints in this vast heavenly continent who can save the human race, it's really ridiculous, and in the end, everyone was chased and killed by this despicable villain Feng Qingyang, I am a sinner through the ages......"

"Miss Bi, don't think like this, you also ventured out to find a saint to save the human race, how can you talk about sinners through the ages......" The old man opened his mouth to comfort, already seeing death as home.

Everything is a long story, the white-haired girl in a dark green dress present is the eldest lady of the Bi family - Bi Xueyan!

And the person who can cast the character formation pattern is Wu Heng's old enemy - the leader of the Yin Yang Sect, Feng Qingyang, he took refuge in a foreign race, did things for the foreign race, chased and killed Bi Xueyan for many days, and wanted to snatch the book of the Bi family's years into his hand.

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