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Little by little, gradually, trickling down,

The smell of blood in the air gradually dissipated, and the rain began to wash the ground.

People were surprised to find that the chilling killing intent seemed to be washed away, the excited body gradually stopped trembling, and the heart became extremely peaceful and quiet in an instant.

In the huge deep pit, the demonic qi on Nie Yun's body gradually dissipated, his eyes were no longer blood-red, and he gradually regained his clarity.

He got up and looked down at his hands and body.

The blood stains on his body were washed away, revealing scars all over his body that he couldn't bear to look at.

His body suddenly trembled a little, and he struggled to open his steps, walking upwards step by step, like a faltering baby, and he was about to fall several times.

He reached the edge of the pit, and he looked around, the rain and fog obscuring his vision.

He felt the familiar breath, warm, kind...... Pulled him back from the edge of the abyss, the breath was so familiar that it brought tears to his eyes: "Grandpa!"

......

Whoa!

The drizzle was getting heavier, the water was getting deeper, and the sky was getting darker.

The people of the Yang Sect had already stopped, they felt as if their killing intent had been washed away, and they were surprised to find that their minds had become extremely peaceful, which made them look around in shock, as if they were looking for something terrible.

A killing, a rain......

"Rain? How can there be rain?"

"In such a battle, the heavens and the earth change color, and the universe is disordered, how can there be rain?"

Everyone sensed that something was wrong, the people of the Yang Sect were about to rush up and kill, but at this moment they were stopped by a strange but peaceful rain, they looked around, looked at their companions, and a fear from the bottom of their hearts was spreading, spreading under such a peaceful and strange rain.

"Who?"

"Which Taoist friend is still invited to show up, my Yang Sect acts, I hope that Daoist friends will give face and don't interfere!"

The person headed by Yangzong frowned, and a "Chuan" was wrinkled between his eyebrows, he felt that something was wrong, he seemed to remember something, but he couldn't remember anything.

However, the loud voices echoed, but no one answered.

Except for the sound of rain, the four fields are silent, and the birds are silent.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier, and the more strange it is.

This is not an ordinary rain, it contains an indescribable taste, and the powerhouses of the Yang Sect Sacred Domain all feel that there is an extremely profound realm in this rain, without the slightest murderous aura, but there is a kind of majesty in the realm.

There are nearly half of the Martial Saints in the team this time, but none of them dare to make a move at will at this moment.

It's so weird that the atmosphere becomes extremely tense.

"Which fellow Daoist pretends to be a ghost, don't blame my Yang Sect for being polite!"

The leader burst into a loud shout, and the sound was like thunder.

Whoa!

However, there was still no one to return, and nothing could be heard around except the sound of heavy rain falling, let alone anyone returning to him.

Finally, the leader ran out of patience, and he didn't have time to waste with the other party.

"Do it, kill them!"

The Martial Saint who made a move against Nie Yun didn't move, he was originally going to personally arrest the Sect Master of the Water Moon Sect, but was delayed by Nie Yun, at this moment he carefully observed the surroundings, he knew very well that in secret, that person was the most terrifying.

The rest of the people from the Yang Sect looked at each other, nodded slightly, and entered the Water Moon Sect.

In their eyes, bloody killings once again appeared.

The Water Moon Sect has long since lost the power to resist, and in front of it is just a group of lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

The martial saints of the Yang Sect watched this scene with great difficulty, however, they still didn't see anyone make a move, and just when they were disappointed, a cold aura swept through the entire world without warning.

Heavy rain turned into torrential rain.

I don't know when, the torrential rain fell with a biting chill, the rain and fog turned into cold fog, and the heaven and earth suddenly became an extremely cold world, everything froze, and ice fell......

All of this happened in an instant.

"Oh no, come back quickly!"

The people led by the Yang Sect were shocked and shouted violently, but they were still slow.

Those who stretched out their claws towards the Water Moon Sect watched in horror as their bodies were covered in ice, trying to struggle but still not being able to move faster than the terrifying speed of spreading, and watched as they turned into a crystal ice sculpture.

Lifelike, like a piece of art.

Everyone watched all this in horror, and a chill emanated from the inside out.

This scene is too terrifying, too weird, what kind of powerful power is this, to be able to instantly kill such a group of Yang Sect masters of the Heavenly Yuan Realm Ninefold?

Click!

Syllable!

Through the cold mist, Yang watched in amazement as the ice sculpture shattered, without the slightest breath of life, and everyone died, so completely and so simply.

"Not good!"

The person headed by the Yang Sect was shocked again, as the person with the highest cultivation here, he didn't see anyone make a move, but he felt a terrifying aura approaching.

Rain Turns Ice ......

The rainstorm turned into a small rain of ice blades in an instant, falling mercilessly, contaminating a point, which was frozen in an instant, turned into a crystal ice sculpture, and became the next beautiful art.

"No gall rats, carving insect skills!"

Seeing that the men and horses of the Yang Sect instantly became flustered, the leader waved his hand and dispersed the rain of ice blades.

However, he was still one step slower, and in the team, there was no survivor under the Sanctuary, and all of them turned into ice sculptures and died quietly.

His face was twitching, who would dare to slap Yang Zong's face like this?

He was afraid, there was no such person in the Water Moon Sect, if it was someone from other forces, there was no doubt that the news had leaked, and the matter had reached a point of no return, and their Yang Sect had failed to do this, and they would definitely become scapegoats.

"Who the hell are you?" he exclaimed.

"Why, why do I feel a somewhat familiar aura, where have I seen it?" he shuddered, and he had a feeling of extreme foreboding.

The opponent's methods are too terrible, and people have such terrible abilities before they appear.

They never thought that this was a natural phenomenon, there was an extremely powerful master hiding behind, and the realm of this master was very terrifying!

Silence, absolute silence!

The Water Moon Sect has turned into an extremely cold world, shrouded in cold mist, and above the people and horses of the Yang Sect, there is a continuous rain of ice blades, pouring down like a torrential rain, and the person who is the leader covers the sky with one hand and blocks it out.

Gradually, the rain of ice blades stopped.

The rain stopped, but the fog was still shrouded.

The Martial Saint who had made the move earlier frowned, and he looked down.

There, a young man had already climbed up from the bottom of the pit, without the demonic energy that was rushing to the sky, he was like an ordinary teenager, standing there quietly, like a lonely and pitiful beggar.

"He's not dead?"

The Yang Sect Martial Saint was extremely shocked, Nie Yun should be a dead person at this moment, but he was forcibly pulled back from the backlash by the secret master by unpredictable means, what an amazing means is this?

He looked at Nie Yun and couldn't help frowning again, he saw that the young man under him was always looking in one direction.

An extremely bold thought suddenly popped into his mind, and a fierce killing intent burst out in his eyes.

With a whoosh, the speed of the Martial Saint was amazing, and his butcher knife stretched out towards Nie Yun......