"Is it a cold attribute exercise?"

As Yun Xiao, who had an icy cold attribute ancestral vein, he naturally sensed the change in Mo Han's aura for the first time, and the sudden chill in the air was all revealing a fact to him.

It has been a hundred years since the death of the Dragon God of War, and Yun Xiao doesn't know much about these geniuses in the Canglong Emperor Palace in recent years, but he doesn't need to understand that a guy in the middle of the Xuan Realm is not qualified to let him retreat.

Yun Xiao didn't think about grabbing the golden banner first, and then winning the championship of the Xuanyuan Terrace Association, but he also knew that if he didn't clean up this Mo Han, even if he grabbed the flag, he might not be able to easily stay on the Xuanyuan Terrace for a month.

For the Canglong Emperor Palace, the current Yun Xiao has never had any trust, these people's promises are as untrustworthy as farting, only by defeating this guy in the middle of the Xuan Realm can he deter others.

"Cold Cloud Finger, crush the sky!"

When a low voice came out of Mo Han's mouth, he could only see that the sky above his head was suddenly full of dark clouds, as if some Saint-level pill had been born.

At this moment, the onlookers naturally knew that it was definitely not the pill tribulation that was born, but because a certain method used by Mo Han was taking shape, and the world was changing.

"It turned out to be the Cold Shadow Cloud Finger, I didn't expect him to even succeed in cultivating this pulse technique!"

Compared with the ordinary geniuses who were watching, Lu Zhanbai, who was from the Lu family, undoubtedly knew more about the Dragon Academy, but for this pulse technique called the Cold Cloud Finger, he only knew its name and had never seen its shape.

It's just that what Lu Zhanbai didn't know was that he had heard of this cold cloud finger, and Yun Xing, the opponent of Mo Han's cold cloud finger, had a deep understanding of this method.

For a newly rising young genius like Mo Han, Yun Xiao naturally didn't know the reincarnated Yun Xiao, but he was not too unfamiliar with the low-level pulse technique of the Holy Rank Han Yin Yun Finger.

Those are all powerful pulse skills inherited from the Canglong Emperor Palace, even if they are only low-level of the Holy Rank, they are extremely powerful, and the pulse skills that have reached the Holy Rank will not be ignored by the Longxiao God of War back then, so they can be regarded as understanding.

No one knew what kind of existence the white-clothed young man in the sky was, and when they sensed the oppression coming from the dark clouds, their faces changed color, even if it was Wu Jiantong in the early stage of the Xuan Realm, they would never be able to take it.

"Point out the shocking!"

Another heavy shout came out of Mo Han's mouth, and then everyone felt the chill rise, and at the same time, between the surging dark clouds, a huge finger several feet huge stretched out from between the dense dark clouds, and pressed towards Yun Xiao angrily.

From the outside, it looks like a cloud finger formed by dark clouds, but when they sense the terrifying power contained in it, no one dares to say that they can retreat under this finger.

Yun Xiao is a thin figure, under the dozens of huge cold cloud fingers, it looks so insignificant, everyone has reason to believe that if he is really targeted by that finger, I am afraid that he will die of broken tendons.

It's just that the cold cloud finger came extremely fast, and the volume was so large, even if Yun Xiao wanted to avoid it, I am afraid it would be too late.

Therefore, the next moment, everyone was shocked to see that the young man actually stretched out his left arm and attacked the huge cloud finger.

"I can't help myself!"

Seeing this scene, Mo Han couldn't help but sneer, he was extremely confident in the power of his Cold Cloud Finger, not to mention such a half-step saint rank kid, even Lu Zhanbai and Wu Jiantong in the early stage of the Transformation Realm over there, they would definitely not be able to eat this blow and walk around.

In Mo Han's opinion, the most effective way to deal with Yunxing is to dodge and avoid, as for whether he can avoid it or not, he doesn't know, but such a hard encounter in front of him is obviously a manifestation of self-determination.

This is a low-level pulse technique of the Holy Rank performed by Mo Han, a genius in the middle of the Xuan Realm, he knows that the kid on the other side has a strong physical strength, but the confrontation of this pulse technique, the gap between the pulse qi cultivation, is absolutely impossible to make up.

Rumble!

The completely disproportionate Yun Finger and Yun Xiao's left fist finally struck together, and at the same time, the cold Cloud Finger energy that exuded an icy cold aura surged, directly wrapping Yun Xiao in it.

"It's hopeless!"

Seeing this scene, Lu Zhanbai, who knew something about the Han Yingyun Finger, couldn't help but sneer, which made Wu Jiantong, who was not far away, pale, but he didn't have the slightest reason or confidence to refute such a statement.

As a genius in the early stage of the Transformation Realm, Wu Jiantong knew the gap between the two realms, not to mention that Mo Han had already broken through to the middle stage of the Transformation Realm, so it was even more incomparable.

Wu Jiantong had certainly seen Yun Xiao's methods, but his previous opponents were only in the early stage of Xiang Wenyuan's Transformation Realm, and they also used the trick of poison, so they won the battle.

Now that Yun Xiao's tricky methods are obvious in front of people, Wu Jiantong believes that Mo Han, who has long been in the stone house, will never turn a blind eye, and this is directly crushed by the pulse technique of the cold cloud finger, and you can see the meticulousness of his heart.

Under the crushing of such a low-level pulse technique and pulse qi, can that young man named Yunxing still create a miracle? To be honest, even Wu Jiantong, who was quite confident in him, did not dare to make a real judgment at this moment.

"No one can be an obstacle to my Mo Han!"

Seeing that Yun Xiao had been wrapped in countless cold cloud finger energy, Mo Han seemed to have won this battle, and the domineering voice in his mouth came out, which made many people think it was true.

If Mo Han was only using the breath of the middle stage of the Transformation Realm to deter others before, then at this moment, he is using his super strength to prove to everyone that his strength in the middle stage of the Transformation Realm is at least unmatched by no one in the field.

Whew, whew!

Under everyone's gaze, a cloud of energy exuding icy power raged, as if the young man in white was shivering from the cold at this moment, and the ending was self-evident.

"Huh?"

However, after a while, when Mo Han sensed that there was still a breath left in the energy of the Cold Cloud Finger, his face finally changed slightly, and there was a trace of confusion.

That was the low-level pulse technique of the Holy Rank, and now it hit a half-step Saint-Rank kid firmly, how could the guy named Yunxing still be alive?

Rumble!

In Mo Han's uncertain gaze, the cloud that had been static for several breaths seemed to have been stirred by a huge stick at this moment, and a strong sound of energy fluctuations erupted.

Immediately after that, everyone saw an incomparably magical scene, and after a surge of power from those cold cloud fingers, they dissipated without warning, revealing one of the young figures in white robes.

"It's all right?!"

The eyes of the onlookers have never left that place, and the young man in white who appears in their eyes at this moment does not look different from before, and even the corners of his clothes do not seem to wrinkle a little.

Seeing this scene, many people were messy in the wind, including Wu Jiantong Duan Wuwei, who was good friends with Yun Xiao, but they never thought that it would be such a result.

The low-level pulse technique of the Holy Rank Han Han displayed by Mo Han, a powerhouse in the middle of the Xuanxuan Realm, did not have the slightest effect when he hit a young genius who was only a half-step Saint Rank, which was obviously too fantastical.

"Brother Ouyang, have you sensed the aura of Yunxing, which is a little different from before?"

Somewhere below, Duan Wuwei, a genius of the Heart Poison Sect, had a strong soul power, and he sensed something, but he was not very sure, so he could only turn to Ouyang Yi beside him for help.

It's just that Duan Wuwei seems to have forgotten at this moment, the genius of the Ouyang family next to him is not a vein refiner, so his sensing ability is even worse than him, how can he give him an accurate answer?

"Transform into a Mysterious Realm...... Initial?!"

To say that the soul sensing ability of Duan Wuwei is stronger than Duan Wuwei, perhaps only Wu Jiantong and Lu Zhanbai, who have reached the level of a low-level pulse refiner of the Holy Rank, at this moment they all have a ghostly expression, and they refuse to believe everything they have sensed.

Because the white-clothed young man who emerged from the cloud finger energy was no longer the half-step saint-level cultivation he had before, but had reached the early stage of the true Transformation Realm.

"It's the power of the ancestral vein!"

Wu Jiantong had a hint of excitement in his eyes, but after all, he was well-informed from the Holy Medical Alliance, and after being shocked for a moment, he was already aware of a fact, and at the same time, he felt even more curious about the origin of the young man in white.

"Being able to activate the power of the ancestral vein at the half-step holy level, and raise the ancestral vein to the early stage of the Transformation Realm, I'm afraid it has at least reached the lower level of the holy rank, right?

On the other side, Lu Zhanbai had a deep unwillingness and jealousy in his eyes, because even if the Lu family had inherited it for thousands of years, he only had two high-level ancestral veins of the Heavenly Rank.

The Lu family is already one of the families with the longest inheritance of the Nine Dragons, and since the four major families were wiped out nearly a hundred years ago, the Lu family can even be said to be the dominant family.

Lu Zhanbai, who has two Heavenly Rank high-level ancestral veins, is the basis for him to stand out in the Lu family, and it is precisely because of these two ancestral veins, and one of them is also a fire attribute ancestral vein, that he is qualified to be called the third young man of the Lu family.

However, now, in a white-clothed boy who had just known his name, he actually saw the ancestral lineage that had reached the holy level, which made Lu Zhanbai's heart, how could he balance it?

And after being unwilling and jealous in his heart, Lu Zhanbai didn't even notice it, and it was mixed with a touch of fear.

He vaguely thought that if this white-clothed young man had summoned the power of his ancestral vein when he was in Gumu City, he might not be able to stand under this Xuanyuan platform alive again.