Half a year ago, Mo Yansheng and Mingkong were both great masters of cultivating immortal light, but Mo Yansheng has been experienced in hundreds of battles for decades and is a battle maniac. The clear sky is a flower in the greenhouse, and the practice is smooth all the way.

When Ming Kong first boarded the fighting platform, Mo Yansheng relied on his rich combat experience and shot Ming Kong down from the high platform in just three breaths and won easily.

Today, the two sides are still the bosses of the Flying Wonderland, but what Mingkong has in his hand is a Dao weapon. Even if it was just a low-grade Dao weapon, it far exceeded Mo Yansheng's strength.

In this world, there are three types of magic weapons used by monks in battle.

The first category, ritual instruments, is divided into upper grade, middle grade, and lower grade. The vast majority of monks in the world have been using Dharma instruments all their lives, and there is nothing to be ashamed of.

The second category, treasures, is also divided into upper, middle and lower grades. Only the elders of large sects, or the heads of small sects, and a small number of elders have the ability and qualifications to possess treasure weapons.

The third category is the Taoist instrument. The Taoist instrument is also known as the instrument of the way. Only the Immortal Dao Monarch can refine it, and it requires a great price. Therefore, the number of Dao weapons in this world is extremely rare. The Ice God Sect of Nuoda, accumulated for thousands of years, only has one lower-grade Dao weapon and two high-grade Dao weapons.

Mo Yansheng walked up to the fighting platform with a sad face, put his hands behind his back, raised his head proudly, and hummed: "Do it." I'm not going to resist. ”

Mingkong circled around Mo Yansheng, and the senior brothers around him had a playful expression on their faces.

"Mo Mo, didn't you say that you can win me with one hand?"

"Hmph. ”

Dozens of white-robed disciples in the audience chanted in unison: "Oh!" The neat voice and lewd/expression are as much as they are beaten.

"Mo Mo, don't you claim to never say never?"

"Hmph. ”

Dozens of white-robed disciples in the audience chanted neatly again: "Oh!" It can be seen how "good" Mo Yansheng's popularity in the Doufa Hall is.

"Mo Mo, aren't you known as the Ice God Sect's number one combat talent, why don't you dare to do it?"

Mo Yansheng endured it again and again, but he still couldn't hold back, and said hatefully: "If you have the ability, you can put down Yang Ge, let's fight fairly, see who is afraid of whom?"

Mingkong smiled, raised his hands high, and pointed the one-foot-long Yang Ge at Mo Yansheng, "Hehe, the master gave it to me." If you have the ability, you can get one. ”

It's the same question as yesterday, and it's the same answer as yesterday. Why don't we get tired of watching it? It must be because Mo Yansheng is so annoying.

Dozens of white-robed disciples in the audience chanted neatly again: "Oh" They squeezed their eyebrows, looked at Mo Yan's angry and angry expression, and admired it left and right.

Mo Yansheng looked at the people in the audience hatefully, and shouted, "If you have the ability, you can come and fight with me." ”

Everyone in the audience shook their heads in unison and shouted, "No, no, we like to watch Senior Sister Mingkong challenge you, it's so interesting." ”

Mo Yansheng had an expression of looking at death as if he were at home, "Okay, you can do it." If I blink, I lose. ”

Mingkong smiled again, "Let's play here today." Mo Mouse, take the call. With a finger of the spear, Mo Yansheng didn't have the slightest power to resist, and was directly covered by ice and snow and froze into a lump of ice sculptures.

At this moment, Mo Yansheng was already ugly, and there was nothing to look at, so he had to look at the silver-white spear. One by one, they showed complex expressions of envy, jealousy and hatred, and some people whispered loudly.

"Xihe! Xihe! Ru Xi is submerged in the wave of desolation/lewdness? Luyang He De, stationed in the scene, swaying? Contrary to the sky, there are many false accusations. I will encompass a large piece, Haoran and Mingjun are in the same family!"

This passage is the origin of the name of Retired Yang Ge.

This Dao artifact has an extremely magical power, and holding it can manipulate time in an area for a short time. As long as the mana is not much different, or there is no corresponding means of restraint. Holding the retreat, he is inherently invincible.

After she borrowed Yang Ge, she had fought more than 200 times in a row in the past six months, and Mo Yansheng was toyed to death by this insoluble time-based ability, and he no longer had the slightest desire to fight.

Mingkong came to tease Mo Yansheng every day, and this became a compulsory course every day, well, not an elective course.

Mingkong grinned and shouted, "Finish the work." ”

At this moment, the Ice Palace of Nuoda suddenly trembled.

Immediately, in the violent shaking, the crystal clear icicles cracked and collapsed one after another, and the ice chips flew sideways. Ugly lines like cobwebs cracked on the icy floor, and it seemed that the entire palace would collapse at any moment.

Although Mingkong's mana is not as good as that, he has very little experience, and at this time, he has not done anything except to take Yang Ge as a crutch. However, Mo Yansheng, the unlucky bastard, fell to the ground, and the ice on his body shattered, freeing him from his imprisonment.

The disciples of the Doufa Hall under the stage were a little frightened in the face of this change, and when their faces were pale, Liu Xuanzhen, the head of Shengxue in a white robe, flew out of the retreat, swept his eyebrows, and became angry.

His stubby brow furrowed, and a small but delicate artifact appeared in his palm between his flips.

It was a white bell, Liu Xuanzhen flicked his fingers, and the bell sounded melodiously, spreading throughout the entire Ice Palace, as if a clear spring was injected into the heart, so that the flustered disciples immediately calmed down.

"Open the Ice and Snow Mystery Circle. ”

"The four elders are in charge of the magic circle, and those who are not the disciples of my sect will be killed!"

The disciples of the Dharma Transmission Hall immediately strengthened the icicles. ”

The rest of the disciples returned to the room, refraining from moving around noisily, and obeyed the instructions of the Dharma elders. ”

"The disciples of the Doufa Hall will follow me out of the palace to meet the enemy. ”

"No matter who the enemy comes to attack, my Ice God Sect will make them pay the price. ”

Liu Xuanzhen deserves to be the master of a sect. The words were clearly ordered, and the big guys performed their duties, attacking and defending, so that everyone could rest assured.

Immediately, a thick curtain of light like ice and snow enveloped the Ice Palace. Followed by white brilliance, under the leadership of Liu Xuanzhen, flew out of the light curtain and soared above the earth. As far as the eye can see, I can see the ravines on the calm ground in the past, the magma gushing out of the ice and snow, the cooling of the cooling, the melting of the melting, under the shroud of white fog, black and white, movement and stillness intertwined with each other.

"Oh my God, what the hell is going on. ”

Liu Xuanzhen glared at a girl in the team, "Mingkong, what are you doing with you?"

Mingkong still held Yang Ge high, stuck out his tongue and said coquettishly: "Master, I have also fought hundreds of times, and I can also meet the enemy." ”

Liu Xuanzhen was very helpless, and scolded with a smile without any deterrence: "Is that also a battle? Obviously, he is very clear about what is going on in the sky.

"When the matter is over, I will face the wall myself for three years as a punishment. "Retreat is a common occurrence for practitioners, and it hardly counts as punishment.

After taking care of this trivial matter, Liu Xuanzhen's attitude became serious, he looked at Xia Chuan, the hall master of the Doufa Palace, and ordered: "It seems that the change should be in the earth fire magma." I'll go down and see, you're going around with people. See if there's an eyesore. ”

Xia Chuan is Liu Xuanzhen's second apprentice, and he is already a master of the Faxiang realm, and his Dao name is Liuchuanzi. He had a big beard and looked like a pig killer, but in fact he was a calm and extremely gifted man. After Liu Xuanzhen went to the throne, the position of the head of the Ice God Sect, the Eight Achievements was his.

"Master rest assured. Xia Chuan replied in a deep voice

After Liu Xuanzhen left, Xia Chuan divided more than 100 disciples of the Doufa Hall into ten groups and inspected them in different regions. Xia Chuan himself personally led ten disciples to inspect. Most of these guys are thorns in the Doufa Palace. For these restless guys, Xia Chuan's method is to firmly confine them to prevent them from making any trouble.

Sure enough, as soon as the crowd dispersed, Mo Yansheng leaned over with a smile and said, "Hall Master, this time the Spring and Autumn Sword Jie Competition, why don't I preside over it." I haven't contributed to the sect for so many years, it's really undeserved. ”

Hearing this, Xia Chuan hadn't opened his mouth yet, and several people next to him laughed first. They knew that this Mo Yansheng was tortured by Mingkong, and he couldn't stand it and wanted to escape.

Xia Chuan was as calm as ever, and only spit out two words, "No." ”

Mo Yansheng's smiling face stepped down suddenly.

Mingkong was already listening with his ears pricked up, and his little face showed an excited look, and he rushed over and said to Xia Chuan: "Senior brother, why don't you let me preside, it must be fun." The retreat in her hand swayed, and she almost hit Xia Chuan's face. It's really a real bear child.

Xia Chuan glanced at her. For Mingkong, a little junior sister with an unsound mind, he doesn't like it very much, as a person who is silent, he also only has two words, "No." ”

Mingkong could hardly believe his ears, Nani, no? How is this possible? She is a little junior sister who is loved by everyone and sees flowers blooming.

Just as she was about to perform the Great Grinding Method, Xia Chuan suddenly stopped in mid-air, looked at the green shadow in front of her, and said in a deep voice: "Fellow Daoist, please stay!"

That green shadow is naturally green rain. She was on fire in her heart, and the sentence behind her that Daoist friends please stay added fuel to the fire, making her smoke from the seven orifices.

Although this sentence sounds polite, this person's tone has a lofty atmosphere. It seems that when he says this, others must obey him.

Qingyu turned around, revealing a stunning face, and at the same time a little vigilant.

Green eyes and green hair, like an elf, this is not what a human being. Xia Chuan was as steady as an old dog as always, and said expressionlessly: "Daoist friends have arrived at the realm of my Ice God Sect, why don't you visit the Ice Palace?"

Qing Yu is a top shapeshifter in his own world, and he has always been proud of it. This also made her develop a tsundere temperament. Xia Chuan's behavior of seemingly inviting her, but in fact, persecution made her very unhappy. She raised her head, looked at the sky, and sneered: "What is the Ice God Sect's Ice Palace, I haven't heard of it." ”

Xia Chuan's face sank, and his already dark face became even darker, "Daoyou, is this provoking my Ice God Sect?" As he spoke, he waved his hand and shouted: "Array, the jade dragon rushes to the thunder array." ”

The nine disciples of the Doufa Hall immediately lined up, each holding a formation flag, and in a flash of brilliance, a white dragon appeared in the air, waving its teeth and claws, and roaring silently.

"Please advise!"

Qingyu was dumbfounded, and stammered: "No, no, shouldn't everyone fight swords alone?" In Qingyu's original world, the most popular thing is to fight swords and fight heads-up. But the Ice God Sect is different, and is good at formation group fighting, which is also the foundation of their faction, and a few disciples can easily set up a formation with a formation flag, which can be attacked and defended, which is extremely convenient.

Hearing Qingyu's questioning from this delicate girl, Mo Yansheng and the other young disciples were all people who wanted to save face, and their faces were flushed, and they couldn't wait to get into them in an orderly manner. Well, there are a lot of cracks in the ground, but unfortunately it's all hot magma.

But Xia Chuan was unusually calm, "Well, we are used to a group of people single-handedly picking one out." ”

This aroused Qingyu's arrogance, and she smiled coldly, "Hmph, I want to see what you are capable of in this formation." ”

Xia Chuan waved his hand and shouted, "Thunder."

In the mouth of the white dragon, a ball of thunder like ice crystals protruded, the size of a football, and the thunder light on the surface was entangled, sneering. The thunderball smashed towards Qingyu in all directions, leaving no gap.

This kind of thunder is so weak that it explodes at the slightest touch, and its destructive power is extremely amazing.

A cyan sword qi popped out of Qing Yu's hand, either winding or wrapping, sticking or throwing, unloading dozens of thunder balls. Immediately, she played a sword flower, pointed at everyone, and pouted disdainfully, "But that's it." ”

Xia Chuan shook his black beard and was about to change formations. Not far away, there was a sudden roar, and a figure pierced the surface and flew into the air. The man flew ten meters into the air and fell straight to the ice, motionless.

Xia Chuan's expression changed, and he exclaimed, "Master." ”

These guys couldn't take care of Qingyu anymore, and ran to Liu Xuanzhen's side one after another. Xia Chuan hurriedly diagnosed and treated, and the rest of the disciples stared at Qingyu vigilantly, while Mingkong was completely dazed, and Huiyang Ge was thrown aside by her, kneeling beside Liu Xuanzhen, wanting to cry, but couldn't cry, he only felt that his heart was empty, as if he had lost something important.

Qingyu saw this situation, thought about it for a while, and immediately rushed into the magma gap where Liu Xuanzhen came out, turned into a streamer, and rushed straight in. As soon as he entered the scorching magma, Qing Yu suddenly felt annoyed, "Idiot-like sword master, I'm really fed up. ”