"What kind of flame is the flame that can fuse with the frost of the earth and the white snake frost?

The shock in Yang Mingchang's heart was incomprehensible, at the age of the Ten Spirits, such a cultivation had earth frost, and there was a flame that was enough to be as famous as the heavenly fire, so he couldn't think of anything to describe it for a while.

"Doesn't Elder Yang believe the words of the kid?" Seeing Yang Mingchang's expression, Shi Ling said.

"I believe it. Yang Mingchang replied, he hesitated for a moment and then continued to speak: "Dare to ask Brother Ten Spirits, but he is pregnant with the White Snake Frost?"

"......" Shi Ling was indifferent, when he used the White Snake Frost, he was very careful to cover up the breath of the frost, even if it fell in the eyes of others, it was just an ordinary cold air, he didn't expect to be recognized by Yang Mingchang.

The White Snake Frost is not such a thing as Black Flame, although the horror level of Black Flame is close to Heavenly Fire, but he is not Heavenly Fire after all, it does not have the great power of heaven and earth that can be felt on it, even if it is not good, no one will covet the Black Flame of the Ten Spirits.

But the White Snake Frost is different, this is the ground frost, the entire primeval realm is famous for the frost, it is said that mastering these things is also conducive to further cultivation in the future, perceiving the great power of heaven and earth, such things that can set off blood and rain cannot be allowed to be unscrupulously cast by the Ten Spirits.

But what I didn't expect was that I was recognized by the old man opposite......

"Don't get me wrong, little brother Shiling, the old man doesn't mean anything else. ”

"And what do you mean?"

The tone of the Ten Spirits was already very dissatisfied, and anyone could hear that although Yang Mingchang was powerful, this was not the basis for her to repeatedly probe the bottom line of the Ten Spirits.

If it annoys the Ten Spirits, let alone a half-step Ning Yuan, even a half-step distraction of the Ten Spirits dares to make a bold move.

"This ......" Shi Ling's words can be regarded as choking Yang Mingchang for a small sound.

The spirit of the Ten Spirits was in a tense state, and now he didn't dare to relax at all, because Yang Mingchang might turn his face at any time.

Wu Sheng looked at this situation from the outside, and he was already secretly happy in his heart. I can't hear the conversation between the two of Shiling, but he is not blind, and the expressions on the surface of the two can't deceive people.

Not only Wu Sheng was secretly speculating about the content of the conversation between the two, but those who were standing from a distance and watching were also gossiping and gossiping about the conversation between the two.

However, these people have not forgotten the most important thing at the same time, that is, to evacuate backwards, eat a mat and grow wise, not to mention these guys who have eaten a few pads.

"Little Brother Shiling doesn't have to be nervous, what the old man asked is not nonsense, and it doesn't mean that he wants to find out the details of Little Brother Shiling. Seeing that Shiling's misunderstanding of him was getting deeper and deeper, Yang Mingchang no longer dared to hide the words in his heart.

"Actually, I want to invite the little brother of the Ten Spirits to the Three Spirits Sect as a guest. "Yang Mingchang actually had other ideas just now, that is, if the Ten Spirits were extremely afraid of him, he wouldn't mind using some means to take the Ten Spirits to the Three Qingzong.

But looking at Shi Ling's expression and state, he was almost sure that Shi Ling was the kind of person who would rather bend than bend, and using strength would only make things worse, so he said it after hesitating for so long after hesitating for so long.

Seeing that the strange emotions around Yang Mingchang gradually dissipated, I was slightly relieved that Shi Lingcai was slightly relieved, if things took a turn for the better, Shi Ling was naturally unwilling to work hard.

Ten Spirits communicates with people, his biggest advantage is that he has a golden finger, which can directly see through whether that person is lying or not, no matter how strong the disguise he has, of course, such a golden finger is of no use to a person like Lin Yang who temporarily changes hexagrams.

"I don't want to go to the Sanqing Sect, I can't promise Elder Yang about this. Shi Ling said it very tactfully, but he didn't mean to beat around the bush at all, and he should refuse when he should refuse.

Even though the Ten Spirits really wanted to take the line of the Three Qingzong to get close to the Liyue Cangmen, Yang Mingchang's emotions before told him that it was difficult to say.

"The Ten Spirit Brothers have said so, and the old man can't continue to invite. Yang Mingchang stood up, and Shi Ling felt the chaotic emotional energy that had surged around him again.

"What do you want to do?"

Shi Ling also got up slowly, the wine cup on the table in front of him began to tremble constantly, and the wine splashed freely, this was Yang Mingchang using the terrifying coercion of his whole body, Shi Ling only felt that his shoulders were full of strength, so heavy that he gasped.

Yang Mingchang's face returned to calm, as if he was doing a trivial matter. "I didn't do anything, I just wanted to invite the little brother of the Ten Spirits to my Sanqing Sect as a guest. ”

"By the way, use that white snake frost to detoxify my master!"

Ten Spirits understood, all Yang Mingchang's goals fell on the last half of the sentence, he wanted Ten Spirits to use the White Snake Frost to heal his master, but was it really possible?

His eyes narrowed slightly, Shi Ling did not have any expression on his face, Yang Mingchang shook his hand, he was now completely in the hands of Yang Mingchang, but Shi Ling did not have much worry, since Yang Mingchang wanted to use him, then he was at least safe now.

"I'm sorry. ”

Lifting the Ten Spirits in front of him, Yang Mingchang spoke.

"Why pretend to be, if you can take away the White Snake Frost from me, even if you take it away, if you want to force me to treat your master, you will regret it at that time. ”

Today's conversation between him and Yang Mingchang was quite smooth, but why did it cause the current appearance, Shi Ling thought about it: maybe it was because of his own lack of strength, or maybe it was because Yang Mingchang had been talking to him with impure purposes since the beginning.

Yang Mingchang didn't explain anything about the words of the Ten Spirits, as for the later Ten Spirits, if the Ten Spirits did not cooperate and deliberately made tricks, he had a way to rectify the Ten Spirits, but the worry in his heart still couldn't go away.

Glancing at the table that was shattered by coercion, and after looking at the shopkeeper who was hiding in the corner and didn't dare to come out, Yang Mingchang strode away, although it was one-legged, but at this moment, Yang Mingchang was obviously walking without the previous limp, he was serious.

"Elder Yang, what is this?" Wu Sheng's heart blossomed, but after seeing Yang Mingchang who came out of the barrier, he still leaned in, and looked at the Ten Spirit Dao that was held in Yang Mingchang's hand with a puzzled expression.

"That's what you can ask!"

Who knew that he didn't wait for an impatient explanation, but waited for a fierce reprimand, Yang Mingchang was now upset, and when he met Wu Sheng, a guy who deliberately pretended to be garlic, his mood was naturally even worse.

After scolding loudly, Yang Mingchang's mind was obviously not here, and he continued to stride away, but the speed at this time was much faster than before.

A deep resentment appeared on Wu Sheng's face, but he hid it in an instant, and then he used his body technique to move in the direction of Yang Mingchang's departure.

He could see that Yang Mingchang wanted to take this guy from the Ten Spirits to the Sanqing Sect.

"Let's see!" Wu Sheng didn't dare to aim his resentment and hatred at Yang Mingchang now, so he could only transfer all his hatred to the head of the Ten Spirits.

It was getting late, and a cold air rose in the hot and humid air, which made the curious onlookers around them tighten their robes and call it strange.