The old nest of Korean-style ice is in Fuxian Ridge, not far from the Thousand Demon City.

In the early years, the number of Fuxian Ridge Demon Cultivators was not large, only more than 100 people.

In the past two years, the Korean-style ice cultivation has become a thousand double shadows, and it has been able to replicate the demon cultivation.

The strength of Fuxian Ridge is growing day by day.

It is precisely because of this that he dared to attack the Ying Cave and storm the Hundred Tribulation Palace.

He thought he was strong, but he ignored the strength of the Four Demon Saints.

In the first battle of Shouyin Mountain, most of the thousands of demon cultivators died in the battle, and only two or three hundred people fled back.

Copying a magic cultivator requires a lot of mana.

In a duel with Ji Fengwu, Han Bing suffered a heavy blow and was temporarily unable to expand his subordinates.

Back in Fuxian Ridge, he had to retreat to recuperate.

A few days passed, and the wind and waves were calm.

Just when he thought that the turmoil had passed and the Hundred Tribulation Palace would not come to the door to ask for trouble, a black-robed demon cultivator broke into the cave of retreat.

is running breath, repairing physical wounds.

Suddenly, someone broke in, the breath flowed backwards, and a mouthful of old blood spurted out.

"Lord, it's not good!" The black-robed demon cultivator shouted in a panic: "Zhu Changfeng and Tan Shihan have come up. ”

The luck was interrupted, and he almost went mad, and Han Shibing was about to get angry.

Suddenly getting the news, his eyes widened, and he hurriedly asked, "How many people are here?" ”

"The only people who went up the mountain were Zhu Changfeng and Tan Shihan." The black-robed demon cultivator replied.

"Where?"

"I've gone up to the middle of the mountain." The black-robed demon cultivator replied, "None of the people who went to stop survived. ”

"No one ran away?" Han Shi Bing was a little incredulous.

The demon cultivators under him are all rabble.

The Hundred Tribulation Palace slaughters the mountain, it's strange if you don't run!

"Can't run!" The black-robed demon cultivator was about to cry urgently: "There is black mist all around, and Fuxian Ridge has been surrounded by illusions. ”

Han Shibing instantly understood that the Hundred Tribulation Palace was going to cut him down and eradicate the roots.

Whoever follows his demon cultivators, this time it can be regarded as the end.

Since the disappearance of the Demon Venerable, the Demon Cultivator has attacked the Hundred Tribulation Palace more than once.

In the past, it was not enough every time.

But when it was his turn, the Hundred Tribulation Palace actually made a big move!

"Fight!" Knowing that there was no way back, Han Shibing couldn't care about the internal disorder, and stood up and left the cave.

Tan Shihan and Zhu Changfeng were in the middle of the mountain at this time.

The wind was gusting all around, and the spirits of the dead were flying around the air.

The green shirt and scarf, the long wind hand crank feather fan, like a wise man who is extremely strategizing and planning the country.

Tan Shihan was dressed in white, standing with his bearings, and there were a hundred and ten murderous corpses standing behind him.

The mountain breeze is light, the clothes are fluttering, what a cold and pretty son!

"Why did you change into men's clothes today?" Zhu Changfeng came to his side and smiled shyly: "I think you are still a daughter with more beautiful makeup." ”

"Are you annoyed?" Tan Shihan rolled his eyes: "Always say one thing, don't feel like an old eagle who talks a lot." ”

"The eagle can only call, but it can't speak." Zhu Changfeng pursed his lips and touched his buttocks.

Tan Shihan was taken aback and glared at him fiercely: "What are you doing?" ”

"Feel whether it's a man or a woman." Zhu Changfeng replied with a smile: "It's a pity that I didn't feel the taste." ”

Tan Shihan rolled her eyes and ignored him.

Zhu Changfeng asked him with a smile: "Why don't I touch it again?" ”

"Watch out for your claws!" Tan Shihan said coldly: "Dare to touch me again, so that you have no hands to use in your life." ”

Twisting his fingers, Zhu Changfeng looked unhappy: "It's all men, what's wrong with touching it?" ”

Tan Shihan had a cold face and ignored him.

A moment later, the windy wind swept up the mountain.

Zhu Changfeng also got serious: "Korean-style ice is here!" ”