In a situation that everyone did not expect, Long Liu Yishi showed a secret trick that had never been exposed for so many years. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The cold air was spreading, and the cold breath was overwhelming, and a thin layer of frost was condensed on countless plants and trees, and even the foul-smelling potholes on the ground were turned into frozen soil at this time, and they were extremely hard.

The place where the gray-robed old man sat cross-legged has now turned into a seven-foot ice tower.

Deathly silence.

Boom!

It's a pity that after a breath, a sharp sound sounded, and the seemingly solid cold ice suddenly cracked, and the blood shadow swept away, and the broken ice flew away.

To everyone's surprise, the gray-robed old man in the center was safe and sound, and there was no sign of being eroded by the ice all over his body. It's just that the face that was wrinkled like the bark of a tree was no longer expressionless, but swept with a touch of approval that he had never expected.

"Little doll, I didn't see that you were from the Great Snow Mountain. The old man's cloudy eyes stared at Long Liuyi, but his expression was a little soft.

Long Liuyi lowered his figure and bowed slightly, which was considered a tacit acquiescence.

"Who is the people of the Great Snow Mountain?" the old man asked.

"The Dragon Clan. ”

The old man sighed, squinted his old eyes and said, "Back then, the old man had some friendship with the Shi Qian old monster of the Shi clan......

Shi Qian?

Long Liuyi was slightly startled, as if thunder, this name is well known to everyone in the Great Snow Mountain, it is a big man for thousands of years, and there are even several stories of Shi Qian in the clan.

"Shi Clan......" Long Liuyi's face suddenly felt a little unnatural, and his voice was a little complicated: "It was wiped out a hundred years ago, whether it is the Shi clan or the Thousand Veins clan of the Great Snow Mountain, only the Long Clan and the Kong Clan still exist now." “

"What?"

The gray-robed old man's eyes were bloody, as if he was angry: "Who did it?

"Little girl, I don't know ......"

There was a hint of gloom in Long Liuyi's eyes.

The gray-robed old man sighed and restrained his anger, he seemed to have not experienced such emotional fluctuations for thousands of years.

Then the old man smiled wryly, looked at his own situation, and seemed to be no better, how could he still have the time to take care of others.

――

"So, has she passed the trial?" Qin Hai said softly to Wu Moxie beside him.

The whole scene can be described as silent, and Qin Hai's question suddenly appeared, which was particularly clear to the ear, and all the priests present cast disdainful glances.

Isn't it nonsense?

Long Liuyi was caught off guard just now, and even slightly trapped the old man's figure, which had already exceeded the scope of three moves.

The old man nodded slightly towards Long Liuyi, and a hoarse voice came out: "You go." ”

Long Liu saluted and retreated into the crowd, not leaving first as Yun Yisheng did.

Murong Wen, who was also the Tianjiao of the Nine Great Families, stepped out, with a confident smile on his handsome face, and said respectfully to the old man: "Senior, it's rude." ”

The gray-robed old man returned silently again, without paying attention.

Murong Wen smiled unabated, but he didn't go any further, but sat down quietly, his palms on the ground, and his five fingers suddenly pressed!

"Poof!"

The magic seal was rejuvenated, and a thigh-thick red vine collapsed into the sky, and countless spikes slashed through the void, and headed towards the old man with teeth and claws.

The old man didn't move, and the translucent mucous membrane in front of him swelled and condensed again, just ripples and ripples, easily blocking the vines.

As if he had expected this scene, a red talisman appeared on Murong Wen's palm, and light and shadow flew by.

"Whew!"

Another vine swooped up from behind the old man, dusty and viciously spitting out sharp thorns and smashing down.

The old man's eyes didn't blink, and his thin back shook, and the blood shadow came out, twisting the vine into powder.

The offensive continued to fail, and Murong Wen was not discouraged, because he had already had experience in the front, and the continuous defeat failed to hit him in the slightest. The majestic soul power was poured from his hands, and even the surface of the ground was a little loose, and thick vines broke through the soil, exuding coercion like dragons, and frantically attacked the old man.

If the first blow fails, then the second, third, and fourth strikes...... Until it succeeds.

Most of the spirit demons of the wood phase are mutant plants, not only are they amazingly powerful, but they are also extremely fecund, Murong Wen took advantage of this advantage, controlling no less than a hundred vines to attack, if one is interrupted, then summon another one. Last time, he relied on this kind of intensive offensive to pass the trial, and although there was an element of mischief in it, it was extremely effective.

These vines themselves are not strong, they seem to be thick but they have no appearance, if they are scattered, any priest of the third layer of the Mixed Yuan Realm can deal with it. But if so many vines are combined, it will become an extremely powerful force.

Such a frenzied and dense assault can be overwhelming.

In this regard, Murong Wen can be said to be confident.

In the time of one stick of incense, he could control the vines to attack at least a thousand times, and within these thousand times, he didn't believe that he couldn't beat the old man's three moves.

The remnants swept through, the magic seal in the field flickered, and the roar was endless, and the hundreds of vines were lifted again and again, and then smashed down heavily, making an earth-shattering sound, destroying the entire swamp forest into a mess, like a landslide and cracking, impacting the shocking hearts of everyone present again and again.

Although Wu Moxie disdained such cheating in his heart, he had to admit that this was a good method.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, a sudden change arose, and the old man in the center of the battlefield raised his eyes, as if he was impatient.

Suddenly, a piercing roar swelled out of its throat, like a wave of the sea, and arcs of blood flashed like dangling blades, breaking through a hundred vines and spreading beyond the sky.

All the vines were suddenly frozen, as if solidified.

Murong Wen was stunned, his face changed greatly, his palms turned over, and the soul seal flickered sharply, but he found that he couldn't control those vines.

It was as if suddenly, he had cut off contact with his natal spirit demon.

"It's ......"

Murong Wen's pupils contracted violently, and under his incredulous gaze, all the vines he summoned were broken inch by inch, and they fell powerlessly from the air.

"The old man has said that the same set of offensives will not work twice. ”

The meaning of the cold came through, and the old man's words seemed to be able to pierce the space and explode.

The yin wind rolled up, as if enveloping this space, and a bone-deep coldness filled Murong Wen's limbs, and his vision suddenly changed, as if it was covered by a sea of blood, hissing through his ears, and his heartbeat was almost still.

Murong Wen's face was as pale as paper, his lips trembled wildly, and he hurriedly took out the Baidao Lotus Spirit, and said in a loud voice:

"Juniors admit defeat!"

The blood shadow full of killing intent was coming, but it suddenly stopped when the lotus spirit appeared.

The gray-robed old man looked at Murong Wen indifferently, at this moment, he only needed one thought to kill the person in front of him.

It is not a human race in the first place, so there will be no humanity in it.

The gray-robed old man's eyes flickered, and he immediately seemed to think of something, and the blood shadow wrapped the hundred lotus spirits and swept back, and spit out a word at Murong Wen:

"Get out. ”

Murong Wen staggered back, his back was already soaked in cold sweat, he believed that if he took out the Hundred Dao Lotus Spirit even a little too late, he would die on the spot.

This made the atmosphere even stronger.

Since then, dozens of people have walked out one after another, some were killed on the spot, some obediently handed over the lotus spirit, and only a few people passed the trial with their own strength.

Qin Hai was even more simply, after stepping forward, he respectfully handed over the Hundred Dao Lotus Spirit and then retreated into the crowd.

After a long time, Wu Moxie looked left and right, and found that no one dared to step forward, so he couldn't help sighing, stepped out, and stood in front of the old man.

The gray-robed old man also looked at it from afar, with a faint hint of curiosity in his eyes, but it made Wu Moxie's heart beat violently, and his heart was even more worried.

"Senpai, uh...... The junior wants to make a deal with you, what do you think?" Wu Moxie rubbed his hands and said with a sneer.

"Don't. "The old man is simply incomparable.

But Wu Moxie didn't hear the old man's refusal, and continued to say shamelessly: "That's the case, the junior knows that he can't beat you in three moves......

The old man looked up.

"Look, how about I pick you up three times?"

Wu Moxie's words set off a thousand waves.