This straightforward answer made the five people present pause, and when Elder Chuangong and the other elders wanted to say something, a right hand as white as jade stretched out, and Bai Qingshan motioned to his subordinates not to speak. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Bai Qingshan slowly took three steps forward and stood still, the moment Bai Qingshan stood still, the air in the entire square was instantly solidified, the snowflakes were not falling, and the breeze was not blowing.

The original blue sky slowly piled up layers of clouds, the gathering of a large number of white clouds made the whole sky dark, the white clouds blackened, the dark clouds obscured the existence of the sun, the day and the earth quickly slipped towards the darkness, and from time to time a thunderbolt flashed, bringing a ray of light between the sky and the earth covered by dark clouds.

Bai Qingshan's eyes have changed from black and white to white, exuding a white light.

The voice was like a thunderous shock: "What is it that Your Excellency is doing to hurt my subordinates!"

The ice ghost put down the skate blade from his forehead, pointed at Bai Qingshan, his ice blue eyes looked at Bai Qingshan, and two words popped out stiffly: "Nothing!"

"Then you're just looking for trouble, what is your purpose?"

"Reclaim your power for my master's use!"

"Who is your master?"

"I don't know!"

"What if I don't agree?"

"Surrender or die!"

Bai Qingshan and the Ice Ghost climbed their respective momentum to the maximum in this question and answer, and the four elders quickly withdrew from a thousand meters away as early as when Bai Qingshan walked forward, jumping directly from the top of Baijian Mountain, although the Elders of the Transmission Gong were unwilling, they also had to withdraw.

Sandwiched between two heaven-level masters, he has a few lives that are not enough to lose.

Bai Qingshan secretly glanced at the unconscious crowd all over the ground, those outer disciples were just consumables for him to cultivate casually.

And those inner disciples and core disciples are the root of life for him.

It took him nearly three hundred years to train these disciples to serve as his own experiments, in order to prove the feasibility of his path.

Dying was enough for him to feel distressed for a long time, Bai Qingshan suddenly said, "Please borrow a step to speak!"

In this sentence, the secret method of confusing the gods of the mage line is used, and it cannot cause any harm to the heaven-level masters who are serious.

It's just to let the other party distract a little, and it can't be used a second time on the same heaven-level master, but that's enough.

I saw that the ice ghost was slightly stunned when he heard this, and the time was so short that it was outrageous.

Then a huge shock sprinted towards him, knocking himself into the air of the cliff, and then a huge iceberg smashed down towards him.

After the ice ghost came back to his senses, he waved the ice blade in his hand, and the blade composed of countless ice crystals slashed upward.

The next moment, the iceberg was neatly cut in half and slid down.

Quickly fell towards the bottom of the cliff with the ice ghost.

At this time, a huge roar that resounded through the heavens and the earth came and transmitted the sound waves into the distance through the medium of the air, and the disciples of the Qingyun Sect, who had just been stunned, were once again shocked by the bad sound waves, and the disciples below Yinxuan and Yinxuan were shocked into blood mist on the spot.

The rest of the remaining disciples were not having a good time, and the original minor injuries were aggravated, but they couldn't die.

This sound wave also caused the snow peak that was originally at the critical point to slide completely, and the overwhelming blood avalanche covered all traces on Baijian Mountain, and even the four elders who had already fled were buried in a thick layer of snow by this avalanche, and there was no day of excavation that could not be talked about at all.

Bai Qingshan stood on the edge of the cliff, his white eyes looking down at the cliff, the thousand-meter-high cliff was an unfathomable existence in the eyes of ordinary people, but in the eyes of a heaven-level master, it was a place that could be observed.

Bai Qingshan used his eyes to search everywhere for the traces of the ice ghosts, and he knew that this small thousand-meter cliff did not pose any threat to a powerhouse of their level at all.

Just as Bai Qingshan was searching, a sharp ice pick behind him pierced directly towards Bai Qingshan's chrysanthemum.

Bai Qingshan took off and stayed away from this place, but the sharp cone chased after him, and the ice spikes chased Bai Qingshan continuously.

Vainly trying to pierce Bai Qingshan's body, as long as Bai Qingshan is pierced into his body by the ice thorn, the ice thorn will bloom in full bloom, turning Bai Qingshan into a large hedgehog.

However, this force stopped less than a meter away from Bai Qingshan, and its follow-up was powerless.

At the moment when the ice spike stopped, a long sword composed of a large number of water droplets suddenly appeared in Bai Qingshan's hand, stabbing down violently, and the high-speed jetting out of the water cut the ice under Bai Qingshan's feet into pieces, and the cutting force went straight towards the ice ghost hidden under the ice.

The destructive power of the water sword directly cut the cliff at the foot of Bai Qingshan into two along the wall.

A large amount of ice slag flew up, and a roar came from the top of this small cliff, less than three meters away.

No creature dared to approach this 100-meter radius.

In the city of Lixi, a large number of mystical people are drinking and chatting in taverns one after another, and sometimes they may fight because of disagreements.

Others are trading in secret, exchanging their gains, because this heavy snow came too early and too urgently.

Most of the merchants were trapped here, helplessly waiting for the snow to stop.

At this time, in a tavern called the Tavern of the Roses, a group of people were drinking wine, singing, dancing and chattering, and in this city, most of them were men, and even women were rare.

Most of the women are in Xicheng District, but they are all very good-looking women, and these mysteries will not go there to have fun at all.

What's more, now in this ghost weather, the thatched houses in Xicheng District have collapsed a lot, and the ordinary people who live there are almost dead, and a place full of corpses is willing to go there to have fun.

Just as a group of people were chatting, the sound of a wine jug hitting the wooden table sounded.

A stout man said angrily: "Brothers, look at the extent of this heavy snowfall, there must be a big war at the beginning of spring next year, and then it will be the time for me to wait for my brother to get rich, are you right!"

Immediately, a few people chimed in: "This brother is right, and when the coming year comes, it will be time for us to get rich and make meritorious contributions!"

"Guys do it!"

Everyone present joined in the excitement one after another, lifted the wine jar in their hands and dried up.

This is similar to the taverns in other places.

Xicheng District, everywhere is covered by heavy snow, dead silence, almost all the ordinary people who live here have died here, even those who have not died are not far away.

Fang Xin wore a black robe and walked step by step in this silent and uninhabited place, the soul here had already been brought to the underworld by the Stygian Crows, and transformed into the natives of the underworld through the baptism of the Stygian Sea Blood River.

Now, only corpses remain, about 10,000 corpses, which is a great fortune for the letter.