The valley was not big, and it was no different from the other places Li Chunshui had met along the way.

If it weren't for that pale ice wall seal.

It can be seen that the ice wall was originally covered by a thick layer of mountain wall.

Ordinary, it means not being noticed, so it has been hidden here for thousands of years.

The dark trees are stained with a layer of hoarfrost.

When the demon cultivators fled in panic, the human traces here became a little messy.

The sound of the battle stopped, and the hundred and ten demon cultivators were wiped out in an instant, and the rulers of the various sects had already gathered here, gathering and standing together.

They looked silently at the ice wall.

Duan Lingfeng and Yunhe Lao Dao glanced in the direction of Taiyi and the others.

There was only a thin layer left on the ice wall, only the thickness of a fist, and there seemed to be a lot of shadow inside.

They knew that there was only one last line of defense left in the seal, and that it could be broken in an instant.

There are no demons who can survive until now who are lower than the fourth realm, and they don't know if there will be a demon venerable who has not yet died.

His Holiness' power is not something they can guess.

The consequences are unpredictable.

The aura on Ji Liankong and Lu Qianfan's bodies was even colder than this Ice Demon Seal.

Yun He and Yun Song's faces were gloomy.

Zhang Fenghu was full of flamboyance and coldness, and a small thunder arc flashed on his hair.

He Mengshan's face was still gloomy as water, and his heart was still extremely angry, and he cast his gaze on Duan Lingfeng.

Master Empty Cicada's voice sounded at the right time.

"Amitabha, I wonder how Master Duan learned about the seal here?

Duan Lingfeng snorted lightly, his tone was as cold as a knife, and he turned his head to look at He Mengshan.

"That's thanks to the Taoist friends of the Taiyi Sect, who chased and killed the disciples in my sect to block the border, and my unsuccessful disciples had no choice but to flee here only to find the demon seal. ”

"As for more information, Master, you might as well ask He Daoyou. ”

He Mengshan's eyes became more and more gloomy.

It was him, the ant! Damn!

"I don't understand what you're talking about, but if you want to see my Taiyi Lei Fa, this is a great opportunity. ”

He Mengshan knows this, and the stronger he behaves, the less others will dwell on this topic.

Zhang Fenghu glanced at his junior brother, although he was very dissatisfied with this master, but he couldn't lose Taiyi's face in front of the sects.

He opened his mouth to help: "Ridiculous! Are you suspicious of Taiyi? Don't talk about it without evidence!"

"Evidence? hehe......"

Duan Lingfeng stopped talking.

Yunhe Laodao's eyes drooped.

He thought to himself, if there is evidence, you two can still stand here properly?

Lu Qianfan looked at it coldly.

Master Kongcia said "Amitabha", which means that this is the end.

At this time, Li Chunshui followed Aoki over.

Everyone's eyes instantly focused on him.

Relieved, curious, confused, appreciative, hateful.

Li Chunshui's breath stagnated.

There was an invisible pressure falling on him, and it was the aura of the Fourth Realm Overhaul.

He bowed.

"Disciple Li Chunshui, I have seen the sect master, I have seen the master, I have seen the seniors!"

"You are Li Chunshui?"

The cold voice of Hemeng Mountain sounded, and he looked at Li Chunshui, and his killing intent was undisguised.

Li Chunshui raised his head and looked at him, cold and indifferent.

This is Hemengshan, the murderer of Li Laodao.

He told himself that this was the enemy he was going to slash against.

His killing intent was well hidden.

Aoki's eyes widened: "What? This is Lao Tzu's apprentice Li Chunshui! If you have any opinions, you might as well say it, and you can see if Lao Tzu splits you or not!"

He Mengshan raised his hand to stop Zhang Fenghu, who was furious.

He took a breath and looked away.

The Blood Demon Clan is irritable, but they are good at forbearance and restraint.

He knew it didn't make sense.

The ant was honored to be remembered by him.

Aoki is a pity.

He wondered when the guys from Taiyimen would learn to swallow their anger.

Ji Liankong looked at Li Chunshui, and the look of doubt before came from him.

He felt the aura of the sword on Li Chunshui's body, which was a little different from theirs.

Is it the chance of the Jingsu Sword Mansion, a new sword trick or something else?

Sword-related things always give him a desire to explore, which is probably the only fetish of the Sword Sect.

"Amitabha, you should think about what to do with this seal!"

The empty cicada monk is kind and kind-eyed, and the monks always like to give convenience to others, and the Lianhua Temple is truly compassionate, so all factions will give some face.

"My Immortal Dao method can measure vitality, let Lao Dao take a look at how many breaths these demon remnants still have. ”

The old Yunhe dodged out and stood in front of the ice wall in the air.

He cultivates the Fengyun Technique, which has its own wind and robes hunting.

The dust was thrown out, and the green qi evolved into a two-zhang cyan disc in front of him, and a hazy blue light shot out from the disc like a mist, surging towards the pale ice wall.

At the moment when the blue light came into contact with the ice wall, white light was agitated out on the pale ice wall.

The ice walls trembled, and the "click" sound appeared at the same time as the rapidly spreading cracks of the turtles.

The evil Morihan Demon Qi was about to break through the ice wall and erupt out.

The cloud crane must fly, the Tao is transformed, and it retreats immediately.

"Senior brother, be careful!"

Yun Song was shocked, the green light around his body flickered, and thousands of pine needle-like light appeared out of thin air, and it was about to be released.

If it is about speed, the Sword Sect will not give in.

Ji Liankong's incomparably sharp and grand sword light had already slashed into the squirting demonic qi first.

There was a crisp sound of the ice mirror shattering, bringing out a bewildering roar.

Li Chunshui's spirit appeared in a trance for a moment.

The tall and thin ice wall was completely shattered, and the broken ice flakes flew towards everyone like a rain of sharp knives in the thick cold mist demonic aura.

The crowd scattered in an instant.

There are golden Buddha palms flying, thunderbolts and thunder arcs are intertwined, and sword light and storms are pushed forward.

Aoki escorted Li Chunshui back, and with a wave of his hand, several sharp knife lights that occupied the entire line of sight slashed out.

The ice blades and demonic qi that flew towards them were like streams of water, broken by the sword light.

Not knowing the depth of the enemy, they give priority to defense.

Only the two Sword Sect have never known what to keep, and the sword is indomitable.

The sword intent broke through the ice blade in the sky and slashed straight into the depths of the demonic mist.

Li Chunshui was shocked.

Various artistic conceptions are intertwined, and the power covers the sky and the sun.

He could no longer borrow any trace of heaven and earth power from this space.

All the powers of heaven and earth are under their control.

Aoki's playful voice rang out.

"Hehe, apprentice don't worry, there is a promising teacher, and it can't hurt a single hair of your hair! ”

After a while, the ice blade stopped, and the demonic fog faded.

There is not a single tree in the valley that stands upright.

A wide hole appeared in the place where the ice wall was sealed.

The stone walls at the foot of the mountain on both sides collapsed, and the sword marks were deep.

It was Lu Qianfan's masterpiece just now.

A wheezing sound rang out from the hole, perhaps a sigh.

Then a figure appeared at the entrance of the cave.

Wearing robes that are different from the style of the East Continent, they are full of antiquity.

Li Chunshui was thinking about what kind of fabric his clothes were and how they could remain immortal for thousands of years.

The man had white hair, blue eyes, and pale skin like ice.

The shape and figure are no different from ordinary people.

This is the essence of the Ice Demon.

There is only one.

He squinted and raised his hand to cover the direct sunlight.

Like a mortal drunk who has just woken up.

He remembered that the sun in his hometown was not so hot and dazzling.

For 10,000 years, he had devoured the origin of more than a dozen lower-rank ice demons in the seal to keep his demon body immortal.

When he was seriously injured and dying, he sealed himself and his people together for this.

So here only he is left.

However, this day still came, and he did not wait for the Holy Clan to counterattack.

He was still weak.

He lowered his arms and looked up at the crowd, but it was as if he were looking down at them.

Even if he doesn't have much energy left right now.

A faintly restrained, but even more vast cold evil aura permeated from him.

There seemed to be some tremor in the space.

Most of the Star Mountains suddenly fell silent.

The rest of the people looked stunned, and then their faces were extremely solemn, and their hearts slowed down by half a beat at that moment.

The breath of the Venerable Realm, this is a Demon Venerable!

Everyone was like a great enemy, their breath was full of energy, and their divine consciousness locked on to each other, and all kinds of attacks were already on the verge of being launched, even if the other party was seriously injured and had been sleeping for ten thousand years.

The other Fourth Realm cultivators who were far away in the various sects also seemed to sense it, and looked solemnly at the star.

The depths of Hemengshan's eyes were complicated and difficult to understand.

He knew this Ice Venerable, one of the top ten Venerables who invaded the continent here ten thousand years ago, and had an extremely good relationship with the Blood Venerable of his blood clan.

At that time, this Bing Zun's opponent was a Dharma Venerable from another state, so he was able to fake his death and hide in the end.

If it's against that sword venerable......

He felt a chill in his heart.

The Sword Venerable of the Sword Palace, one person and one sword slaughtered the four of their Venerables, and all of them were destroyed.

It was like yesterday.

After two breaths, they could already see that this Demon Venerable was in a very bad state.

It is not an exaggeration to say that the oil is running out.

His white hair was dry and soft, and he didn't have any extra magic yuan to maintain the shine of his hair.

The young Lu Qianfan could no longer hold the sword intent, and the sword rose with the cold sound and pointed out.

"Demons die!"

The same cold sword light stabbed away.

Li Chunshui recognized that he was using the Star Palace Sword Technique, a thousand piles of snow.

The qi machine was pulled, and everyone no longer hesitated, and all kinds of attacks fell on fire.

The Ice Demon grinned, the blue light in his eyes deepened, and his face began to be hideous.

"Demons......? Ants, sooner or later, this continent will be in the pocket of my holy clan!"

A storm of sharp and dense icicles suddenly swelled and exploded in front of him, meeting the flood of magic attacks.

The roar was chaotic, mixed with the sound of rain hitting the plantains.

The Ice Demon soared into the sky in all kinds of light and the chaotic power of heaven and earth, wanting to reach the nine heavens.

His aura spread farther out, signaling his awakening to this foreign continent.

It also shows his withering.

At this moment, there was an earthquake in the north and a flood in the south.

"Amitabha!"

The golden phantom of the Buddha manifested in the sky and slapped a palm at the ice demon.

Duan Lingfeng and Pei Yuan's figures suddenly rose, and the sword light swayed continuously, breaking the sea and breaking the sky.

Ji Liankong's sword light was more condensed and more breathtaking than Lu Qianfan, and he tracked it down.

The dense wind blades of the cloud crane were like an ice cone storm of ice demons, and they followed the thousands of pine needles of Yun Song violently.

Zhang Fenghu sent out five thunderbolts, and the five thunderbolts gathered into a thick bundle and fell from the sky.

He Mengshan gritted his teeth, helpless, angry, but did not dare to keep his hand.

It's all happening at the same time.

Aoki didn't make a move, he has been guarding Li Chunshui's side, this is the purpose of his visit.

The Ice Demon wasn't trying to escape, he just wanted to take a complete look at the continent.

He didn't fight back again, and took one last look in the direction of Hemeng Mountain, and the evil smile on the corner of his mouth rose.

The Icepick Storm consumed what little magic he had left.

The furious attack overwhelmed him in an instant, and the ice demon was silenced in it.