The monstrous killing intent suddenly came to the face like the flowing water of the Yangtze River,

The brush is shrouded in the old man's face!

With a large area of icy aura, in just a moment, the old man's body was completely locked!

"Humph!"

The old man snorted coldly, and an even more powerful energy fluid instantly swept up his body, and the direction of the attack was directed at Wang Zhaojun's position!

However....

In the next second, the old man's eyes suddenly changed!

"In front of the frost of this seat..."

Wang Zhaojun raised his beautiful eyes, which were accompanied by clear eyes, staring at the old man's slightly trembling body, "Where is your qualification to shout!"

Rumble!

It's just that under the old man's attacks, the energy aura accompanied by the powerful ghosts, when it bombarded Wang Zhaojun's body, it was all shuttled through his body without exception!

It didn't make a difference!

It's just that the illusory figure trembled slightly,

But it's the same as before.

On the other hand, the old man's offensive was slowly becoming sluggish at this moment!

The spread of frost and cold caused the temperature to drop suddenly!

Even the wooden blocks on the carriage were beginning to frost on it.

With a wave of his palm, Wang Zhaojun sent Mu Ying's body into the carriage, and then jumped lightly, and came to the back of the old man.

And a powerful icicle, at this time, is also slowly formed.

Rumble!

With a frost breath, the icicle stabbed the old man's back fiercely!

Syllable!

The old man turned around suddenly, and with the roar of the ghost on his palm, a vicious air flow smashed the top of the icicle, and in just a moment, the icicle was beaten to pieces!

"Hmph,"

Seeing that Wang Zhaojun's offensive exploded in front of him, the old man couldn't help but have a sneer on his face, "Look at the strength of the Pavilion Master in front of the prison, it's nothing more than that..."

"Oh?

A hint of playfulness flashed on Wang Zhaojun's face, and his palm flipped again, but he saw that the frost that had been burst by the old man suddenly began to condense!

Wow!

Accompanied by the cold wind, the surrounding energy instantly locked the old man's body firmly!

And for the old man, at this time, he even felt quite difficult to run the energy!

"What a spell this ?!!"

The old man shouted, and then raised his palm and waved it violently, and he punched Wang Zhaojun where he was!

This time, the attack that was being bombarded was not an ordinary Yuan Force energy, but an energy fluid filled with spiritual aura!

Syllable!

In the face of this offensive, Wang Zhaojun's face was still unmoved, but the palm of his hand was slightly raised, which was to resist the offensive completely.

It turns into a powder and dissipates into the air.

And the old man's face, at this time, gradually became gloomy.

"Former Pavilion Master,"

The old man said slowly, "The purpose of the old man's coming this time is just to come for those evil roots on the car and those sixth-grade demon cores,"

"If the prairie wants to meddle in this matter, it will be like starting a war with our Baimen Dao clan!"

As he spoke, a trace of cruelty flashed on the old man's face, but he just floated his palm lightly and said slowly.

Wang Zhaojun sneered and did not respond to what he said.

Just facing the old man, he raised his palm, and...

Press it gently.

"Have you had enough?"

"If you've had enough....."

"Then die. ”

A mocking smile flashed on Wang Zhaojun's face, and then he looked at the position of the old man and lightly....

Boom –

The old man's body suddenly appeared with purple light, but when he saw his body, a huge cannon muzzle suddenly appeared!

With the rush of light in his hand, the muzzle of the cannon was pointing at the carriage next to it!

And Wang Zhaojun's face suddenly sank when he saw such a situation!

Woohoo blah blah!

It was as if the energy body was flowing into the muzzle.

If Mu Ying is awake now, she must be able to easily recognize it.

This cannon muzzle is the so-called Ancient Shattered Artifact that was auctioned off in the auction hall!

Lines continue to appear above the muzzle, like ancient runes, and pieces of gilt continue to appear in it.

And with the emergence of that energy fluid, the energy bodies gathered around Wang Zhaojun,

At this time, there are signs of retreat!

Is that....

Suppression on the energy body!

"Humph!"

The old man sneered, "This amazing old man has already seen that it is not simple,"

"This auction house is also funny, and it is really visionless to use a broken sign to attract people to buy!"

"Now,"

"The old man is just to let you taste the taste of this cannon!"

Boom Boom!

The energy fluid continued to merge, and the light formed on the muzzle of the cannon became even stronger!

It seems that as long as you poke it lightly with a needle, this cannon port can explode in an instant!

Above the old man's face, at this time, it is even more rampant!

"Ahem...."

Mu Ying, who was sitting in the carriage, also woke up slightly at this time, under the violent shaking of the carriage, as well as the aura of Dao energy coming from outside, all of them entered Mu Ying's ears without exception at this time.

He also felt the surrounding situation clearly.

I vaguely remember that at the moment when I fainted before, it seemed that an old man had appeared beside me....

"White Doorway!"

Mu Ying's mind suddenly remembered these words.

Then there was a sudden shake of the palm, and a powerful energy fluid appeared in an instant.

Syllable!

In the next second, it was annihilation.

"Poof!"

A mouthful of blood also spit out from Mu Ying's mouth.

The sharp pain suddenly spread throughout the body....

Panting heavily, Mu Ying collapsed on the ground again,

The burning sensation in the body kept coming,

That feeling...

It's as if you can tear yourself apart at any moment!

Right now....

I can't do anything.....

"Former Pavilion Master..."

The old man turned around suddenly, and his eyes were full of some sinister color.

"The old man can't beat you, these wicked roots, but they have to die first!"

Rumble!

It was like the intense sunlight that burst from the sky, and in an instant, it was shrouded in the huge cannon muzzle!

The old man shouted suddenly, and the light in his hand poured into it,

The runes on the muzzle of the cannon are also becoming clearer!

Faintly, there is a symphony of dragon moans.....

Boom –

A shell ...

Like a comet,

Straight to the carriage!, wonderful!