The aftermath of the catastrophe in the village made everyone breathe a sigh of relief.

But the djinn who was thousands of miles away was irritated by the form in front of him.

"The top of this snow-capped mountain in Ice Ling City is indeed somewhat powerful." The djinn took a deep breath, his hands a little numb, and muttered to himself in a little amazement.

Through the blow just now, the djinn also has a solid understanding of the rules of the Northern Regions.

Although I had known that in the Northern Regions, the realm would be suppressed, but how much suppression it could be, the giant spirit really didn't have a very clear understanding in his heart before, even with the king of the snow wolf beast, the giant spirit couldn't use all his strength at all.

And it was this Ice Ling City Sanshao, with this weird staff, that used the strength of the Divine Hierarchy to exert the power of the Supreme Hierarchy.

The powerful rules make a strong person like the djinn feel the suppression when using the ability, and that kind of suppression, deep into the soul, gives people a feeling that it should be like this, and cannot be broken through.

Although the giant spirit was very embarrassed to take over the move of the three young people of Ice Ling City, on the other hand, the three young people of Ice Ling City were even more shocked and even shocked at this moment.

The weak Third Young Master was holding the Ice God Scepter in both hands, and his pale face was even more bloodless.

And those mentors are struggling to crawl out under the surrounding ice at this moment.

They were dead and wounded, even if some of the people who remained, they all moved to their third young master's side tremblingly.

They were afraid, was this man really a robber? At least a robber in the middle of the Supremacy?

Their worldview is a little trembling, even unbelievable, but more than that, I'm afraid, yes.

A powerful blow, terrifying.

"This time, it's your turn!" The djinn lowered his head slightly, as if he was talking to himself.

And at this moment, everyone in Bingling City looked at the giant spirit with a frightened face, originally thinking that taking such a powerful move, even if it was supreme, it would not be comfortable, but instead, he moved.

If he moves, it will herald the death of these people.

But what can this, let alone four or five, even hundreds or thousands of ants, how can they shake elephants?

In the most desperate times, people will always grab the straw of either side indiscriminately.

For example, now, under the powerful power of the giant spirit, the two voices are undoubtedly the most beautiful bell in this time and space.

"Stop!"

"Stop!"

The voices from two different directions made the already desperate people seem to see the dawn.

When the djinn heard this, he was visibly stunned.

Sun Wukong's voice, he knows, but who is the voice of another person?

didn't let everyone speculate more, only to see that suddenly, two figures appeared in the middle of the official road where the giant spirit and the third prince were located.

One is naturally a Monkey King dressed in black armor, wearing a Xianglin on his head, and holding a stick in his left hand.

The other is an old Taoist dressed in white, with white hair, long beard flying, and a dust whisk in his hand.

The appearance of the two of them was very abrupt, and in such a situation, they were naturally not good people.

Sun Wukong and the old Taoist glanced at each other, then turned around, looked at the third prince and those disabled subordinates with some pity, and looked at the giant spirit with a solemn face.

"Your Excellency is really a good skill, a dignified and powerful person, bullying a group of the most sacred juniors, bullying the weak, what a good skill!"

Sun Wukong's words can be described as harsh, and the giant spirit wrapped in the armor is obviously a little angry.

"What, you want to take care of this?"

The djinn's voice was a little hoarse, and the words he said were mixed with a bit of anger and disdain.

Sun Wukong was not frightened by such words, but laughed loudly and said loudly:

"If Your Excellency really thinks that the strong can bully the weak, then my grandson is not talented, but I want to learn it."

Sun Wukong's eyes were on fire, obviously aroused by anger.

But just as he was about to make a move, the white-haired Taoist stretched out his hand and stopped Sun Wukong.

"Mr. Sun, stand back, this thief is very powerful!"

Sun Wukong saw that this Taoist stopped him, and he was about to get angry, but seeing that the Taoist looked serious, he still put away the iron rod and took a step back behind the Taoist.

This Dao person is naturally the subordinate of the third son, and from the moment this Dao person appeared, the giant spirit felt bad.

A gentleman, even if he is strong, but in ordinary novels, there must be masters of the family faction to follow, but he was confused by the attack of the three sons just now, so he misestimated this aspect.

Then the strength of this old man is self-evident, at least at the Divine High Level, or even the supreme.

If it is in the middle of the Supreme Period, even if the djinn is conceited, if he comes back to the next blow, he will definitely not be able to withstand it, and he will definitely become the first aggrieved master in history.

And the old Taoist was also frightened, he felt from the beginning that the giant spirit wrapped in armor was not simple, but what he didn't expect was that the third prince actually had the Ice God Scepter, but what he didn't expect even more was that the Ice God Scepter exerted its strength in the middle stage, and that person also followed.

Sure enough, this person was at least in the middle of the Supreme Period, or even higher.

But when the giant spirit suffered the supreme blow, judging by its actions, it was definitely to kill the third prince.

This completely touched on his duty, and he had to come out and face it head-on.

He knew that his strength might not be inferior to that armored person, but he couldn't ignore the life of the third prince.

But just when he decided to make a move, he didn't expect that someone else would help.

He didn't think that this hairy-faced man appeared here for no reason and bravely, so from the beginning, he was observing and never spoke.

It wasn't until Sun Wukong had the dynamics of the attack that the doubts in his heart were reduced.

"Since Mr. Sun wants to help, can you protect the children that this thief wants to hurt, this thief, I'll try my skills first."

Lao Dao looked at Wukong and said slowly.

Wukong looked at the giant spirit with fiery eyes, but after glancing at Lao Dao again, he snorted angrily and retreated in front of the three sons of Ice Ling City.

The third prince of Bingling City knew that this hairy man was trying to protect him, so he bowed to Sun Wukong with great difficulty.

"Thank you Mr. Sun for your help, if you don't die today, he will be grateful every day!"

Sun Wukong didn't even look at the three sons, but looked at the old Tao and the giant spirit in the distance with an angry face.

When the third prince saw Sun Wukong's appearance, he felt a little more at ease.

Seeing this, the djinn didn't talk nonsense to the old man.

I saw the giant spirit flying up, with a copper hammer in his hand, and smashed towards the old way.

Lao Dao's face changed, and he felt frightened when he could match the power of this punch.

The old man turned around instantly, measured his body, and dodged the fierce punch.

But the strength of the giant spirit's fist did not decrease, but attacked more quickly into the distance.

"It's not good, his target is the third son!"

Lao Dao secretly said badly, almost subconsciously, and chased after the giant spirit.

"It's over, no matter how fast it is, it's too late."

Not only did the old man feel desperate in an instant, but even the third son felt that death was approaching.

"Just in time!"

Suddenly, a figure wearing black armor and holding an iron rod stood directly in front of the third son.

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