Qingya Mountain, of course, is remarkable, there has been a god general, deeply trusted by the emperor, high in the human world, its master Qingya Mountain, naturally rising boats.

Over the years, although it has begun to gradually decline, it still has a certain status in the human world, and in the Canglan realm, in this Holy Yang City, it is more deterrent.

When the words of the snow drifting out, too many exclamations could be heard, it turned out that this was the fairy of Qingya Mountain!

It's a pity that this deterrence obviously has no effect on the masters of the withered bamboo ghost sect.

The middle-aged strong man looked at the other side, smiled strangely, and laughed like a ghost: "It doesn't matter if the girl is from Qingya Mountain, or any other mountain, it doesn't matter, this place has been sealed by order of my ancestor, if you want to leave from this city gate, you can, just break through." ”

"If you can't break through, then ask the girl to wait patiently in the city, when the ancestor orders the unblocking, you can leave." ”

That's such a tough tone!

Xue Piaoling's face became more and more cold, she thought to herself, with her back to Qingya Mountain, walking in this world, even if she encountered Qingya Mountain, she couldn't provoke the powerful, more or less, she would give Qingya Mountain a thin face, after all, Qingya Mountain once had a god general.

But she knew that she hadn't even enjoyed this thin noodles yet, and she had already felt it first, and she was so unkind from others.

There is Huangfu Feng in Lingyang City, and there is a withered bamboo ghost gate here!

If these two of them are something that Qingya Mountain can't afford to provoke, then forget it, Xue Piaoling thinks he is unlucky, but what is this withered bamboo ghost gate?

The cold breath in the sky became more and more intense, and in the end, the breath turned into snow, and it seemed that there were really snowflakes floating in the space.

Bursts of snow blurred the space, and when the temperature dropped, the cold wind howled.

This shot is without the slightest mercy on his subordinates.

"Huh!"

The snow dragon is like lightning, rushing into the air like teeth and claws, tearing everything apart.

I have to say that this snow drift is too self-righteous, and this strength is indeed not simple.

Facing Huang Fufeng that day, she couldn't have any chance of winning, and today, the middle-aged man of the withered bamboo ghost sect is similar to her, and her strength can also be fully exerted.

The cold aura came, and the middle-aged strong man seemed to have a ghost-like eerie aura that began to permeate out.

One is cold, the other is gloomy, these two breaths make people feel cold, but in essence, they are completely different.

The cold may represent a temperature, while the gloom, perhaps, will represent an attitude.

The middle-aged strong man moved his hands, his five fingers were like mountains, and landed on the ice and snow dragon, and after an instant, the two powerful forces erupted at the same time, and the space seemed to be exploded, shaking countless people nearby to retreat quickly.

The powerhouse of the Void Netherworld has already entered the house, and the full strength of the two powerhouses of the Void Netherworld is of course not to be underestimated.

In the chaos, the middle-aged strong man stepped back violently, and after a few steps, he stabilized his body, on the other hand, the snow drifted and did not move, and it seemed that in this competition, he had the absolute upper hand.

In her cold eyes, a smile finally appeared.

"It's up to you, you are not qualified enough to stop it, get out of the way immediately, otherwise, I don't mind, let you wither the bamboo ghost gate, one less powerhouse in the Void Underworld!"

The middle-aged strong man is indeed inferior, but this inferiority is not necessarily inferior in strength, perhaps because he is a little careless.

But even if she is really cultivated, she is close to the snow drifting by a line, she wants to kill the other party, and the price she pays is definitely not small, she is not much stronger than the other party.

She can't afford to pay such a price, if she does, if the withered bamboo ghost gate is ruthless, she can't get out of this Holy Yang City alive.

Therefore, this woman is too self-righteous!

"Snow Maiden's strength is really not simple, so, I'll give it a good try, your Qingya Mountain's means. ”

The middle-aged strong man's body, suddenly like a crazy gloomy aura, overwhelming the sky, the whole space, as if in the netherworld, in it, the middle-aged strong man's face gradually became hideous, hideous like a ghost!

"Look for death!"

Snow drifting Ling's mind moved, and a long sword appeared in his hand, which seemed to be melted by ice and snow, and an endless chill permeated it.

The sword appears, and the space is frozen!

Obviously, this long sword is at least an emperor-level spiritual object!

The sword broke through the void, and the land was frozen in ice, and a burst of white light seemed to turn into snowflakes and fall, and the people who wanted to turn them into ice sculptures in it.

"Qingya Mountain's methods are indeed good, but it's a pity that you, a little girl, are not at home yet, just like that, you want to break the rules of the old man, and your qualifications are still a little insufficient. ”

The old voice that seemed to come out of the mouth of the indifferent voice spread here.

A sword that broke through the air, when the space was imprisoned, it could no longer move forward, and the snow drifted away and wanted to retreat, but it couldn't retreat.

"Old Man Dry Mountain?"

"It's the old man!"

The figure of the sky broke through the sky, landed on the city wall, condescending, looked at the snow drifting, and said indifferently: "You are so bold!"

Su Ming's gaze, along with everyone's gaze, fell on the old man of the dry mountain.

For the people of the entire Holy Yang City, the old man of the dry mountain is extremely mysterious, and probably many people have only seen this deity for the first time today.

The name is Dry Mountain, but it is indeed true that people are as thin as firewood, and shriveled up like ghosts!

Dressed in a wide gray robe, as if hanging on a bamboo pole, the whole person looks like a ghost who is about to enter a coffin, but the strength of this body is indeed extraordinary.

Shengyang City, the second main city of the Canglan Realm, the overall strength here will be stronger than the main city of the Canglan Realm, and the strength of the top heroes of all parties is of course unquestionable.

Xue Piaoling was not afraid at all, and drank coldly: "It's not too bold, but at least, I won't be intimidated by you." ”

She is not afraid at all, not because of how much courage she has, but because she still thinks that she is a disciple of Qingya Mountain, even if she has been ignored several times in succession, she does not dare to kill her.

"Huh!"

The old man of the dry mountain smiled coldly, and his palm suddenly shook lightly.

Everyone saw that Xue Piao's body was lifted into the air by itself, as if there was an invisible big hand around her neck.

"Anyone who dares to break the old man's rules is only a dead end, you are a disciple of Qingya Mountain, and that is no exception!"

I can feel that in this voice, there is a cold killing intent without the slightest human emotion.

At this moment, the old man of the dry mountain, like a ghost, makes people not doubt the authenticity of his words.

In the snow drifting's eyes, endless fear suddenly emerged.

She can be domineering outside without any scruples, all because she has the identity of a disciple of Qingya Mountain.

In Lingyang City that day, Huangfu Feng and other masters did not dare to kill her, so they could only let her leave, which proved what she thought in her heart, the identity of the disciple of Qingya Mountain, at least would be a safe talisman.

But I didn't expect that the old man of the dry mountain would kill her, and he really wanted to kill her!

People like this kind of person who has too good a mentality and feels too good about themselves will never know that the so-called talisman can never be given by others, and even the people closest to him will not be able to give themselves absolute security.

Absolute security, is oneself, give oneself!

I don't even understand this truth, of course Xue Piaoling is very sad, but unfortunately, now, she seems to have no qualifications to regret it...