In the Wuzen Temple, Bai Xiaopang was in a trance for a long time before he completely sobered up. The latter looked at the disdainful gazes of the two, not ashamed at all, but smiled proudly.

The terrible thing is that Bai Xiaopang slept for a while, and he reached the realm of Wuhou again.

Lin Huang and Lin Cangxue were really a little skeptical, what kind of qualifications this guy was, and whether he was God's own son who would be so favored.

After a little trimming, the three of them went out of the Wuzen Temple.

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Drifting Snow Palace.

Since more than two months ago, after the Heavenly Blood Pillar appeared in the inner domain of the Qinglong Mountain Range, the Drifting Snow Palace has completely entered a state of preparation.

The catastrophe of the Eastern Spirit Realm, as one of the four major sects, how could the Drifting Snow Palace, as one of the four major sects, close the mountain gate and not go down the mountain to save the world?

On the second day, Yan Zangfeng led the high priest and several ancestors of the Drifting Snow Palace in the direction of Yin Yang Valley. Those who stayed in the Drifting Snow Palace to guard the mountain gate were only a small part of their combat power.

Half a month after the blood pillar appeared, a shocking bang suddenly sounded outside the Drifting Snow Palace.

A sassy spear suddenly pierced through the clouds and the moon, and swept away the mountain gate of the Drifting Snow Palace.

Immediately afterward, a vast aura spread across the sky, like a black cloud pressing down on the city, surrounding the entire Drifting Snow Palace.

Airplanes......

Buzzing.

In the Drifting Snow Palace, the ancient bell only vibrated ten times in a moment, which seemed extremely urgent.

In the cold night, countless disciples of the Drifting Snow Palace suddenly sat up in shock.

The bell rings ten times, which is the battle of the dead clan.

Someone attacked the Drifting Snow Palace.

After only a few breaths, Yan Nangui appeared in the sky above the Drifting Snow Palace, looking at the surging army in the wind and snow, his face welled up with anger.

In the wind and snow of that night, two armies appeared at some point.

A large army of purple robes with thunder and lightning patterns on the cuffs.

An army dressed in a blue robe with water patterns.

Heavenly Thunder Sect.

Wind and rain building.

"When, the Heavenly Thunder Sect and the Wind and Rain Tower will also dare to attack my Drifting Snow Palace?"

Above the main hall of the Drifting Snow Palace, Yan Nangui was dressed in white and lined with a snow-white cloak. Qi Aohan, the owner of the Wind and Rain Mansion who was looking at the clouds, and Han Wu, the newly promoted sect master of the Heavenly Thunder Sect, scolded sharply.

On the clouds, Qi Aohan stared at Yan Nangui with his eyebrows, and suddenly smiled coldly, looking extremely cold, "The same four major sects, such as the Lei Sect and the Wind and Rain Building joining forces today, how can they not destroy the Drifting Snow Palace?"

"Don't say that you have a wild goose hiding in the Snow Palace!"

Han Wu, the sect leader of the Heavenly Thunder Sect, said, "Now that Yin Yang Valley has been born, I want to come to Yanzangfeng's pedantic martial artist and want to save the Eastern Spirit Realm. In such a situation, how can he take care of the Drifting Snow Palace!"

In the long sky, Yan Nangui's face froze.

It seems that the Heavenly Thunder Sect and the Wind and Rain Building have been preparing for a long time, just waiting for the outbreak of the Yin Yang Valley, as long as Yan Zangfeng takes away most of the combat power, they can drive straight into and destroy the Drifting Snow Palace.

"Could it be...... Aren't you afraid that the ancestors of Zangfeng will settle accounts after the autumn?"

Yan Nangui frowned and asked.

"Settle accounts after the fall?"

Qi Aohan smiled, "Now that Yin Yang Valley has been born, the Evil King will definitely change the day and take charge of the Eastern Spirit Realm." Where does Yan Zangfeng still have the reason to survive, can he settle accounts in the underworld?"

"It turns out that you have also become the lackeys of the Blood Spirit Palace, and you are also a sect, so you are so spineless!"

Yan Nangui waved his sleeves and laughed, with a mocking look on his face.

"It's just the trend of the times, the so-called good birds choose wood, don't the Yan Palace Lord understand this truth?"

The Sect Master of the Heavenly Thunder Sect, Han Wu, laughed, stared at Yan Nangui condescendingly, and persuaded: "If the Yan Palace Lord is willing to surrender, return to the command of the evil king." When the evil king is born, we will say a few good words for you!"

"Really?"

In the sky above the Drifting Snow Palace, Yan Nangui looked at Han Wuyi and Qi Aohan with horizontal eyebrows.

"Naturally, take it seriously!"

Qi Aohan smiled, "Maybe after another day, you can still be the palace master of the Drifting Snow Palace!"

In the long air, Yan Nangui stared at the two of them for a long time, but he smiled slightly, calmly and calmly rolled up his sleeves, looked at the Drifting Snow Palace, and said:

"Where is the disciple of the Drifting Snow Palace?"

"In!"

Thousands of long voices rang out at the same time, and suddenly shook the sky, roaring the mountains and falling snowslides.

"Open the mountain protection array, those above the Tianyuan realm, follow the palace master to fight this group of thieves in troubled times!"

Under the long sky, the sound of Yannan's return was like thunder, shaking the four sides of the world, and the latter's warm eyes looked extremely fierce at this moment, and the murderous machine was revealed.

In the Drifting Snow Palace, countless long voices sounded.

Countless boiling battle intent suddenly filled the sky.

With a few buzzing sounds, the entire Drifting Snow Palace began to shake, the mountains moved, the palace rose and fell, and in just a few breaths, a terrifying mountain protection array appeared.

In the mountain protection array, the snowflakes in the sky were like knives, slashing a piece of space, completely isolating the Drifting Snow Palace from the space outside.

Yan Nangui turned into a streamer, and took the lead in stepping into the big array, the long sword pointed at Qi Aohan and Han Wuyi, and said with a laugh: "I will not retreat from the Drifting Snow Palace, even if the palace gate is destroyed, I will definitely kill you!"

"Since you came to attack and kill my Drifting Snow Palace, what are you waiting for, Yannan is here, the disciples of Drifting Snow Palace are here, and Drifting Snow Palace is here, can you dare to fight?"

As the words fell, Yan Nangui let out a long roar, his robes flew all over him, and he was covered with heavy snow, and he went to fight towards Qi Aohan.

"Kill!"

In the long air, Qi Aohan looked at the Drifting Snow Palace, where his fighting intent was boiling, his expression suddenly became extremely cold, and with a wave of his arm, he ordered the disciples in the building to kill towards the Drifting Snow Palace.

In the distance, Han of the Heavenly Thunder Sect also let out a cruel laugh, ordering the disciples of the Heavenly Thunder Sect to attack and kill.

In an instant, the entire territory of the Drifting Snow Palace shook, and the thousands of disciples of the two major sects tore apart the wind and snow between heaven and earth, and headed towards the mountain protection array of the Drifting Snow Palace.

Thundered.

Between heaven and earth, a great war broke out.

In the sky, Yan Nangui held a long sword and fought with the leaders of the two major sects.

In the Drifting Snow Palace, the Wuhou Ancestor who was sitting in the sect also appeared, looking at the elders of the two major sects, without the slightest fear.

In the mountain protection array, the disciples of the Drifting Snow Palace all had a battle intent on their faces, and looking at the countless disciples who were charging over, their faces were greatly increased.

"Yan Nangui, do you really think that with a large mountain protection array, you can stop the pace of our waiting?"

Heavenly Thunder Sect Han couldn't help but laugh.

"What kind of thing are you Heavenly Thunder Sect, dare to be presumptuous in front of the palace master!"

Yan Nangui laughed, "I, Lin Huang, the chief disciple of the Drifting Snow Palace, can kill Han Qingtian if I make a move." You're just a new puppet, how dare you be so rampant!"

Before the words fell, Yan Nangui killed Han Wufei with another sword.

Han Wu's face was full of anger, and the murderous intent in his eyes increased greatly, "Since this is the case, there is really no need for this Drifting Snow Palace to exist." I heard you have a daughter...... Tsk, this sect master will definitely spare her life when the time comes!"

In the snowstorm, Yan Nangui's means of attacking and killing remained unchanged, but his face was greatly increased with killing intent, abandoning Qi Aohan, and frantically killing Han Wuyi......