Shouyin Mountain.

It is only more than two hundred steps away from the Hundred Tribulation Palace.

Korean-style ice reclining on a thick pile of fallen leaves.

Beside him stood the demon cultivators besieging the Hundred Tribulation Palace.

Wearing a colorful skirt, Ji Fengwu was like a fluttering colorful butterfly, falling in the air and standing in front of him.

Han Shibing played with his fingers and said casually: "Who should I be, it turns out that the Nine Nether Gods are coming." Why don't you say hello? I'm going to greet you personally. ”

"Don't work hard." Ji Fengwu asked coldly: "I only ask you, what do you want to do when you come to the Hundred Tribulation Palace?" ”

Raising her hands as delicate as a woman, Han Shibing looked up: "What do I want to do, don't you know?" ”

"Enter the Hundred Tribulation Palace?"

"The Hundred Tribulation Palace has been ownerless for seventeen years." Korean-style Bing Youyou said: "The demon cultivators have their own side, what is the chaos in the world?" I came here to be compassionate. ”

With a soft sigh, he slowly stood up and walked towards Ji Fengwu.

The two of them were only three or four steps apart, and the Korean ice stopped.

He asked in a weird way: "Why didn't Mo Xinyao come?" ”

"He has his business, don't worry about it." Ji Fengwu replied coldly: "I came to persuade you to dispel your thoughts. ”

"That's not going to work!" Han Shibing smiled: "I still want to enter the Hundred Tribulation Palace, rob you, and see how ugly Mo Xinyao's face is." ”

"You are also worthy?" Ji Fengwu sneered.

"Why don't you deserve it?" Han Shibing stroked his chin: "Am I not beautiful?" ”

"What's the use of being played with in the ass?" Mo Xinyao's voice came from the void.

The black robe fluttered, like a dark cloud, and fell lightly beside Ji Fengwu. 、

"What are you going to do?" Ji Fengwu's brows furrowed slightly: "Are you afraid that I won't be able to destroy him?" ”

"Of course you can kill mere ants." Mo Xinyao stared coldly at Han Shibing: "What did you say just now, tell me again." ”

"You're here, the Hundred Tribulation Palace is mine." Han Bingyin smiled: "Zhu Changfeng and Tan Shihan are in Nanshan, and Beishan is empty, and my people will definitely take advantage of the void to enter." ”

"So what?" Mo Xinyao said: "You will die here, and the others will go in and die a moment later than you." ”

"Kill me?" Han Shibing pouted: "That's up to your ability." ”

Mo Xinyao was about to start the game, when Han Shibing shouted: "Gu Zhengyang, don't come out yet?" ”

Gu Zhengyang held the fairy sword in his hand and fell down.

He asked Han Shibing: "I have already done the matter, when will I hand over the elixir?" ”

"It's not thorough." Han Shibing smiled sinisterly: "Ling Yunxuan doesn't know whether he is alive or dead, and Liu Qingchen hasn't arrived yet, how can he give you the elixir?" ”

"Backtracking?" Gu Zhengyang put his sword on his neck: "Believe it or not, I killed you?" ”

"Believe, of course!" Han Shibing smiled nonchalantly: "Kill me, the elixir will be gone." ”

"What do you want?" Gu Zhengyang couldn't suppress his anger anymore.

"Kill them with me." Han Shibing gently pushed away the fairy sword on his neck: "You don't need to do anything more, the elixir will be given to you." ”

Looking at Ji Fengwu and Mo Xinyao, a trace of murderous intent flashed in Gu Zhengyang's eyes.

Mo Xinyao shook his head with a smile: "It's really a rotten sweet potato with stinky bird eggs." With goods like you two, you want to kill us too? ”

"You might as well give it a try." Han Shibing's face turned cold, and he conjured up thousands of figures and pounced on Mo Xinyao.

Gu Zhengyang's immortal sword was pulled, and the cold light appeared, and he pounced on Ji Fengwu.