"Hmph, bluff!" the old man snorted angrily, and the figurative weapon in his hand slammed towards Chu Tianjiao, attacking Chu Tianjiao's long sword heavily.

He wanted to seriously injure Chu Tianjiao with one blow, but the imaginable result did not happen, Chu Tianjiao blocked it head-on, and stood there without moving.

The old man's fierce gaze condensed slightly, with the strength of his great cultivator, it was enough to hit the other party hard with one blow, but why did the other party still stand there without moving!

Looking at Chu Tianjiao, he felt that it was a little too weird.

It's just that Chu Tianjiao looked at him and suddenly smiled, smiling very weirdly.

Let everyone suddenly have a bad premonition in their hearts.

Chu Tianjiao smiled very strangely, "Don't you want to know why I dare to go to Mingquan Snow Mountain? Okay, next, I will let you see why I dare to kill Mingquan Snow Mountain." ”

As soon as Chu Tianjiao finished speaking, the people of Mingquan Snow Mountain instantly widened their eyes and saw a scene of disbelief.

They only saw that there were gray breaths emanating from Chu Tianjiao's body, and these breaths overflowed, and the flowers and trees around them instantly disappeared and withered.

It made them feel weird.

Every peak of the snow-capped mountain, halfway down the mountainside, is full of flowers and plants, and I have never seen such a strange situation of flowers and trees withering.

And what caused this strange situation was clearly the gray aura that overflowed from Chu Tianjiao's body.

It's just that soon, they know what this gray breath is.

Someone couldn't help but exclaim, "Gray matter!"

Everyone felt their scalps tingle, and they couldn't figure out how a person could survive being wrapped in such a rich gray substance.

Knowing that it was a gray substance, everyone couldn't help but show a look of fear.

The old man, who had the strength of a great cultivator, also raised his eyebrows, revealing a frightened look. With such a thick gray substance, he didn't dare to say that he was sure that it would not be eroded.

The gray matter on Chu Tianjiao's body continued to spread, and the flowers and trees around him withered more and more.

Watching these strange flowers and plants that had been cultivated with great effort withered like this, although he didn't understand why Chu Tianjiao didn't die under this terrible gray substance, the old man couldn't help but cheer up a little.

He knew that he couldn't let Chu Tianjiao go on like this anymore, otherwise, Mingquan Snow Mountain might really not have a single crop, "Boy, who can you scare!"

The old man's figurative weapon slashed at Chu Tianjiao without hesitation, wanting to kill Chu Tianjiao quickly.

It's just that Chu Tianjiao's eyes were scarlet, like a terrifying demon god, looking at the old man and said coldly, "Today, your death time has arrived!"

The coldness of the words seemed to come from the Nine Hells.

The long sword in Chu Tianjiao's hand was wrapped in a terrifying gray substance, turning into a gray dragon, and devouring the old man's figurative weapon.

The figurative weapon was eroded by most of the moment it was contaminated with gray matter, and the old man's connected hand, when it was contaminated with the gray substance, the flesh and blood died, revealing clearly visible white bones.

The old man screamed, turned his other hand into a sharp sword, and slashed off the hand contaminated with gray matter, covering the pain, trying to retreat.

But where would Chu Tianjiao give him this opportunity, the long sword cut through the void and stabbed it violently.

Yes!

The screams sounded again, and a great cultivator died under Chu Tianjiao's long sword without any suspense.

Looking at the rolling human head, Chu Tianjiao's long sword was raised again, without any mercy, and another sword slashed out, and the head was split into two halves.

Many disciples of Mingquan Snow Mountain looked at the blood still flowing on Chu Tianjiao's long sword, and their hearts were filled with coldness.

They didn't expect that a great cultivator with great magical powers would die strangely under Chu Tianjiao's sword like this, this death is too weird!

Everyone looked at Chu Tianjiao, full of horror, and his body kept retreating.

The gray substance on Chu Tianjiao's body became more and more intense.

Looking at the figure that could barely be seen clearly, only the gray material was wrapped, and every disciple present in Mingquan Snow Mountain was shocked.

The flowers and trees around it are constantly withering.

But no one dared to step forward to stop it.

After all, the death of the great cultivator just now was too weird.

Chu Tianjiao felt the gray substance emanating from his body, and did not give up the cooperation of the beads in the sea of qi. If it weren't for the beads in the sea of qi, so many gray substances, Chu Tianjiao wouldn't dare to release them at all.

There are so many gray substances, if they are used for cultivation, they will definitely improve his strength a lot.

But now, he can't care so much.

The surging and rich gray substance kept surging out, and Chu Tianjiao felt that his head was swollen in severe pain.

Although he has a special physique, it is difficult for him to withstand the impact of such a rich gray substance.

Fortunately, with the guidance of the beads, he has been on the verge of temptation and has not exploded his body.

If it were other cultivators, I am afraid that those who would have died a long time ago would not be able to die anymore.

Rao is pain was unbearable, but thinking of the stick on Zhou Xiangru's body and the fingerprints on Jiang Xin's face, Chu Tianjiao gritted his teeth.

With his own true qi, he controlled the black beads in the sea of qi, so that the gray substance of the green pincer scorpion continued to flow along the meridians of the body to the surrounding body.

The shining light emitted by the black beads would bring him a gentle feeling every time he couldn't bear it, and it was precisely because of this that he could always hold on.

However, the spiritual sense of the green pincer scorpion has long been consumed by the black beads, and now all that is left of the entire green pincer scorpion is a pure and rich gray substance.

Looking at the gray substance on Chu Tianjiao's body, which had reached a terrifying point, the people in Mingquan Snow Mountain finally changed their faces greatly, and shouted in panic, "Quick, go and ring the alarm bell." ”

They finally reacted, and it was difficult to stop the neurosis in front of them from not letting those super strong people in the peak gate come out.

Knock knock!

The ancient bronze bell rings.

The sound echoed throughout the snow-capped mountains, and the seventy-two main peaks of the snow-capped mountains could be heard clearly.

"This ...... This is the bell from that snow peak, and the bell represents the unstoppable disaster that will ring when the peak gate is bad......!

On the seventy-two snowy peaks, the alarm bell was clearly heard.

The alarm bell rang, since the establishment of the seventy-two snow peaks, it has only been sounded a handful of times, and if it is not a time of life and death, no one has gone back to ring him.

Some people in Fengmen thought it was a joke, but when this idea was first born, they denied it themselves.

In the entire Snow Mountain, the disciples of the various peaks, no one dared to joke about this. It didn't take long for them to find out where the bell came from - Mingquan Snow Mountain!

Immediately, the people of each snow peak continued to show their own skills and went towards the Mingquan Snow Mountain.