Looking at Chu Ziheng, who was hiding in the Ice Glass Palace, Xue Ming's expression changed, as if he was smiling, and said lightly: "Do you think that hiding in the turtle shell will take you without being able to do anything?"

After that, a big black hand suddenly slapped down in the clouds, and the entire light mask immediately made a creaking sound, it was difficult to withstand such a heavy blow, and if such an attack came a dozen times, the light mask would probably be shattered. Chu Ziheng's pupils shrank, and Yu Ji quietly slipped away from behind.

In the frightened eyes of all the disciples, cracks appeared in the light mask, and the three Yuan Infant Ancestors in retreat could no longer sit still, and flew out from the ground, and one of the Yuan Infant Stage Monks shouted with a wave of anger: "Stop! Why did Brother Dao destroy my mountain gate?!"

The Ice Glass Palace has always been indisputable with the world, and now there is a powerful Yuanying monk, the three ancestors have already noticed it, and they could have turned a blind eye and let it pass by, but who knew that this person was so bold and reckless that he directly attacked the Great Array of Protectors. If he was allowed to continue to act wantonly, wouldn't it make people feel that the Ice Glass Palace was weak and could be bullied? What's more, it would make his disciples disheartened. In any case, they must not allow this fellow to behave in a reckless manner.

"Hmph! There's a killer who has slipped into the formation, just open the gate and let me search, and I'll leave. Xue Ming clasped his hands in his arms, stood quietly on the bow of the boat, and said jokingly.

"Bastard!" A green-shirted ancestor's face changed color again and again, and he angrily squeezed out two words, if he really did this, he was afraid that the Ice Glass Palace would never be able to raise his head in the cultivation world again.

"Is there no one in the Ice Glass Palace to deceive me!" The other black-haired ancestor couldn't hold back any longer, and with a slash of the white dust, it turned into thousands of silver needles, stabbing at Xue Ming from all directions.

Xue Ming sneered, laughing at this person's inadequacy, he had already entered the late Yuan Infant stage, and this person was just a Yuan Infant early stage cultivator, even if he added two other Yuan Infant Cultivators, it would not be enough to see. Although this kind of strength is considered to be the top in the first-grade sect, but is there still a small first-grade sect that has been destroyed in his hands?

He bit the tip of his tongue, a mouthful of blood mist spewed out, and the movements of his hands flew up, using essence blood as the guide to pull the black clouds, and the clouds surged violently, revealing a grimace covering hundreds of miles, and his facial features were seven points similar to Xue Ming. Xue Ming opened his mouth slightly, his grimace opened his mouth suddenly, and with a roar that shook the sky, his voice turned into a huge wave, and bursts of ripples appeared in the void, and the space collapsed with a circle of violent impacts.

The thousands of silver needles that came from the siege instantly shook into powder, and the black-haired ancestor was shocked in his heart, and his body retreated violently. The aftermath of the impact was even more reverberating, with ups and downs, and many disciples who were not strong were bleeding from their mouths and noses, and their meridians were broken, hurting the Dao Foundation.

The three ancestors looked at each other and joined forces to attack Xue Ming. Xue Ming's eyebrows furrowed, retreating while fighting, he had no intention of fighting, he just wanted to get Chu Ziheng out as soon as possible, but the three Yuan Infant Ancestors thought that Xue Ming was afraid, and they tried their best to do their best, Xue Ming was overwhelmed, and he couldn't get out for a while.

Looking back, the treasure light behind him soared into the sky, and the aftermath of the battle made Chu Ziheng look frightened, but he was secretly happy, wishing that they would fight more fiercely, so that he could have a chance to escape.

I don't know how many miles I came out, the voice behind me gradually subsided, Chu Ziheng was shocked in his heart, and said anxiously: "Why don't you fight?!"

"Oh no! He's catching up! Hurry up!" Xiao Bai urged.

As soon as the words fell, the wind surged in an instant, and a black cloud overhead quickly covered any direction Chu Ziheng could escape. A figure covered in blood slowly walked down from the clouds, and it was Xue Ming! Although his breath was disordered, there was no sign of injury, so it was self-evident whose blood was on his body.

Chu Ziheng's eyes froze, without any hesitation, burning the true energy of his whole body, and exerting his speed to the extreme.

"Little brute, where else can you run!" Xue Ming licked the blood that had splashed on his face, laughed fiercely and cruelly, and grabbed it with his big black hand. He had just killed a Yuanying monk, and even swallowed that person's Yuanying, his face showed a look of enjoyment, as if he was still reminiscing about the beauty just now.

The yin wind was howling behind him, and a chill rushed straight from the tail bone to the Tianling Gai, Chu Ziheng did not look back, and the fire of divine thoughts surged towards the big black hand, and in the invisible collision, most of the big black hand dissipated, and the remaining energy was castrated, hitting Chu Ziheng's back. Chu Ziheng stumbled, holding Yu Ji and falling down the Hundred Ghost Sword.

Xue Ming was stunned for a moment, and then came to his senses, he had already heard that Chu Ziheng had a different mind, and he was still suspicious, thinking that his subordinates were just boasting and did not take it to heart. Now that I look at it, it's almost comparable to my own casual blow. Xue Ming's mind flowed, and he looked at the falling Chu Ziheng with burning eyes, and his figure flashed and disappeared from the spot.

When he was about to land, Chu Ziheng rolled over in the air, and his feet continued to step down, landing steadily on the snow. As soon as he landed, there was an extremely cold aura from behind.

With a flash of silver, Xiaobai quickly rushed towards Xue Ming, his body kept getting bigger, and he shouted: "Hurry up!"

"Let's go?!" Xue Ming had a playful expression on his face, and he blocked the rampaging Xiaobai with one hand, and then there was a sudden shock, and the huge skeleton was actually shaken away by the huge force.

"Xiaobai!" Chu Ziheng looked at Xiaobai, who was full of anger, and a deep sense of powerlessness welled up in his heart.

Xue Ming crossed the limp snake and didn't even look at it. Under the crushing of absolute strength, Xue Ming didn't think that they could make any big waves. He smirked and said, "Say, boy, how do you want to die?"

A pair of green eyes stared directly at Chu Ziheng's body, wondering in his heart whether it was time to refine Chu Ziheng's divine thoughts. Or, simply directly encroaching on Chu Ziheng's meat shell, I have to admit that this son is indeed talented, and he is a superb meat shell that is unique in ten thousand, but the risk is even greater.

"Die?hahaha!" Chu Ziheng smiled miserably, did he still have to die in the wasteland in the end?

Chu Ziheng suddenly turned into a sword and stabbed at Xue Ming's eyebrows. It is said that the trapped beast is still fighting, how could Xue Ming not guard against him? The strong divine thought poured out of the nest and pressed down towards Chu Ziheng's divine thought. The two collided, silently, Xue Ming suddenly changed color, and hurriedly reversed his divine thoughts, only touching the time of three breaths, and his divine thoughts faintly burned!

"Little brute! I still underestimate you!"

"The old beast is nothing more than that!" Chu Ziheng's divine thoughts were damaged, his breath was sluggish, and he sneered.

"Look for death!" Xue Ming's right hand suddenly slapped out, and a ghost head slammed into Chu Ziheng's heart, this was a blow he had been accumulating for a long time, as long as he hit, this son would definitely die!

Chu Ziheng had run out of oil and had run out of lights, and he was powerless to resist, so he could only watch the ghost head roar in, was he going to die?

At this time, a beautiful figure turned over and blocked the blow with her back! Chu Ziheng's face was splashed with hot blood, the world in front of him seemed to slow down, the beautiful woman's delicate body trembled, her white face gradually darkened, and she slowly fell into Chu Ziheng's arms, with tenderness, apology, and reluctance on her face...

Chu Ziheng only felt that his heart was pinched by a hand, his throat seemed to be blocked by something, and his eyes quickly blurred...

"Yu Ji !!"