"Sister, sister, thank you Lord Night, thank you Lord Night!" Mu Qingcheng trembled in the extreme cold, and shouted thank you to the void.

However, Ye Yufei did not show up, as if he had some kind of scruples. However, this extremely cold coercion has always shrouded everyone's head, making people feel a tremor that really comes from the soul.

"Trouble!"

Murong Chen felt his head grow for a while.

He knew that Murong Danqing was Ye Yufei's only and favorite disciple, and now that he was going to die in the hands of Long Haotian, how could she give up? And if she came forward, let alone a Long Haotian, he and all the people that Long Haotian brought today would not be able to withstand her casual blow at all. In this way, how can you have a good fight?

And Murong Chen saw that Long Haotian was with his companions at this moment. The second elder and Luo Jiutian gathered together and erected three True Yuan barriers to envelop the five of them, hoping that this barrier could block the bone-chilling extreme cold.

And in the barrier, Long Haotian was also running Zhou Tian, and his body exuded a majestic pure yang power to resist. But even so, the faces of the five of them were still extremely pale. Obviously, the coercion of the powerhouses of the Vajra Realm is not comparable to the martial artists of the Demon Tribulation Realm at all.

"Xinyue, are you okay?" Long Haotian just hugged Lan Xinyue in his arms, burning the power of pure yang to the extreme, but he still felt that the girl's body was trembling fiercely.

"I didn't ...... It's okay......" The girl was shivering from the cold, and her lips were a little bruised, but the expression on her face was still extremely resolute, and she didn't want Long Haotian to worry about herself.

"Damn, are you just waiting to die?" Long Haotian's heart was anxious to the extreme.

He knew very well that with Ye Yufei's strength, it was definitely not something that a few of them could deal with. She really wanted them to die, and they wouldn't even have a chance to live.

"There's no way, it seems that I can only beg for it!" Long Haotian was helpless, so he had to turn his heart sideways.

If he has any hole cards to try now, perhaps the only thing left is the broken sword.

At the beginning, this sword spirit surrendered to Long Haotian, and half of the holy soul was locked in the third consciousness space by Long Haotian, while the other powers were integrated into his right arm. At that time, Long Haotian tried his best, and he could only light up seven or eighty percent of a holy weapon pattern. And now, he could almost completely illuminate a Saint Soldier pattern.

However, even if the Holy Soldier Pattern was really lit up, Long Haotian was sure to sweep the powerhouses below the King Kong Realm, but he was still not sure about Ye Yufei. So, even if he was reluctant, he could only ask the sword spirit for help. Because he knew very well that as long as he opened his mouth, this sword spirit would definitely make conditions to him.

Thinking about it, he shouted at the third consciousness space, "Sword Spirit, wake up!"

"What?"

After a while, Long Haotian's voice came from the sword spirit in his mind. has been suppressed for a long time, and the sword spirit at this moment is full of resentment towards Long Haotian. However, now that it has chosen to surrender to Long Haotian, even if it is resentful, it can only endure it.

"I have encountered a strong enemy, can you settle her for me?" asked Long Haotian.

"Heh, haven't I already incorporated the blade of the sword into your right arm, isn't it enough for you to use it against that powerful enemy?" the sword spirit asked rhetorically.

"Her strength has probably reached the high level of the King Kong Realm, and just relying on a holy weapon pattern, I'm afraid I'm not her opponent!"

Long Haotian said that, and opened the door of the third consciousness space slightly, and then the powerful coercion from the night rain in the void was also transmitted to the holy soul of the sword spirit along with Long Haotian's feeling.

"Wow! I said Long Haotian, who did you kid provoke?" In the third consciousness space, the voice of the sword spirit was extremely shocked, "I used to think that you were crazy enough, and anyone at the peak of the Demon Tribulation Realm dared to provoke you." I found out today that I was wrong! You are a fool! Because you dare to provoke the seventh powerhouse of the Vajra Realm!"

"It turns out that Ye Yufei's strength has already reached the seventh level of the Diamond Sutra?" Long Haotian muttered.

"So you're big!" the sword spirit scolded angrily, "Although at my peak, this road of goods and natural saints will not be taken into account at all! But now, after all, I am still a broken sword body, even if I burst out with all my strength, it is impossible to reach such a height!

"And Ben Sheng is not willing to die right now!Long Haotian, don't forget what you promised me. I surrender to you, but you will find my lower body for me and help me recover to the top!"

"You coward shut up for me!" Long Haotian scolded back, he was also extremely unhappy at the moment, "Originally, I thought that you could be of some use at a critical moment, but I didn't expect you to be such a useless product!"

"I'm sorry!" the sword spirit scolded back, "Don't want to use the agitation method for me! If you can't beat me, you can't beat me, what's the cowardice! I know that I can't beat it, but I have to provoke it, this is called not knowing the height of the sky, this is called stupidity! And you yourself are stupid, why should this saint take the blame for you! If you mess around again and force me to fight, don't blame this saint for tearing up the agreement with you!"

With that, the sword spirit shouted in Long Haotian's third consciousness space.

Although the time to surrender to Long Haotian was only a month, it was the speed of time in the outer world after all. In the inner world, it's been more than four months. At the same time, he was locked up in the third consciousness space by Long Haotian, where there was a thousand-fold speed of time flow, and he felt that he had been imprisoned for more than three hundred and thirty years.

So, with this shout, it burst out of the resentment against Long Haotian for more than three hundred and thirty years. In Long Haotian's ears, the sound of scolding the street echoed endlessly, shaking his brain to boil.

And at this moment, the incomparably majestic voice of Ye Yufei finally came from the void: "Murong Chen, you are not avenging Danqing, are you waiting for the deity to take action personally?"

"Woo ——"

In an instant, I saw the retainers and guards around Murong Chen, kneeling on one knee in unison. What kind of identity is Ye Yufei, what kind of strength, and how can they compare?

However, the majesty of the night rain is commonplace. Therefore, he did not feel fear in his heart. As for the extreme cold, he really couldn't resist it, but just now, the Blue Fire Kirin Beast returned to his side.

This unicorn beast also needed to be cultivated, so at the beginning, Murong Chen set it free and let it find the brute beasts and barbarian birds that could be devoured by itself in the Dragon Bird Ridge. And when the night rain appeared and the extreme cold descended on the top of the cliff, this faithful unicorn beast immediately returned to his young master's side.

(End of chapter)