Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Might of the Ice Venerable

"Are you from the Ice Heaven Pavilion?" Seeing this, the old man was also moved by Mo Fan's expression, after so many years, there were still people working hard for the ancestral teachings they left back then, and a smile of relief flashed in their deep eyes.

"Master, it's me, I'm Fan'er, that little kid back then......" Mo Fan still has the demeanor of a strong man at this moment, his eyes are slightly red, looking at the old man, and even speaking with a slight trembling.

"Fan'er ......" The old man's eyes were a little moist, and in his mind, it was like a thunderbolt splitting the fog, and a young figure slowly emerged from the depths of his memory, and finally it was like an imprint, and it was fiercely imprinted in the bottom of his heart.

"Master, it's really you, the sky doesn't live up to me, haha!" Mo Fan looked up to the sky and laughed, at this time, he was covered in blood, his long hair was flying slowly, and his breath was weak but could not hide the essence in his eyes.

"It's really touching, but now is not the time for your ancestors and grandchildren to catch up!" Ye Hanhan laughed, his five fingers flipped over, and the cold qi gathered rapidly, turning into a cold knife with a size of dozens of zhang, and then with a wave of his hand, he attacked the old man, and even the space collapsed wherever he passed.

"Even if the old man is just a remnant thought, but you are too rude as a junior!" The illusory figure of the old man seemed to have condensed a lot at this moment, and with a wave of his hand, the menacing cold broadsword shattered in an instant.

At this time, the old man was floating in the air, and bursts of cold air came out from the cold pool, and finally slowly merged into his illusory body, and his breath was also a little thicker......

"Cold Beast Devouring the Sky!" The blow failed, Ye Han's hands were sealed, and the flowing cold qi intertwined around his body, and then the cold qi in the sky turned into a hideous giant beast, like a living thing, and rushed towards the old man.

The icy giant beast roared in the sky, carrying the momentum of swallowing mountains and rivers, and opened its bloody mouth, as if it was about to swallow the old man in one gulp.

"Nine Rounds of Void Spinning!"

In the face of this fierce attack, the old man's face was still unwavering, his five fingers were slightly opened, and nine strange ice wheels appeared in the void, and immediately merged together in a strange way, under the horrified gaze of everyone, a pitch-black void of hundreds of zhang in size quietly emerged, directly devouring the icy giant beast.

Ye Han's Cold Beast Devouring the Sky was indeed powerful, but if he couldn't attack the old man's body, it was useless, the Ice Cold Giant Beast was devoured by the pitch-black void, and in the next moment, it suddenly flashed out from the Flying Snow Peak in the distance.

Thundered!

The huge mountain peak, under the old man's move, was hit head-on by the icy giant beast and shattered.

"Damn old guy, did you start to fuse directly with the Natal Primordial God!" Ye Han's eyes were cold, looking at the more and more powerful Bingzun, and he also had a bad premonition in his heart.

"Mo Ling, what are you waiting for?"

"Hehe, when did you become so cautious, but then again, you really deserve to be my ancestral master, just a remnant thought, and it is still so strong after hundreds of years!" Mo Ling looked at the Ice Venerable who was gradually condensing with the aura coming from the cold pool, and said in a faint manner. When Bingzun fell, he hadn't been born yet.

"Let you kill Master Zu with your own hands, this kind of interesting thing is hard to come by!" Ye Hanyin smiled coldly, and as soon as the words came out, it was like thunder in the sky, smashing into everyone's hearts.

"Killing the master and destroying the ancestor is a good building!" Mo Ling didn't refute, smiled bloodthirsty, and glanced at Ye Han, the two of them actually launched an offensive with a tacit understanding, looking at this momentum, it was obvious that they planned to kill with one blow.

"The frost is gone!"

"Ice Palm!"

Looking at the fierce offensive of the two, there was a look of fear in everyone's eyes, and Mo Fan was even more unwilling, he finally got to this day, but he didn't expect to encounter this kind of thing.

"Be careful, old man!" exclaimed the old proverb, looking at the old man who was gradually closing his eyes.

"Hehe, I haven't really made a move for hundreds of years, and I've really been underestimated!" The old man's Gu Jing Wubo's eyes suddenly opened, and the originally dim eyes also turned into a demonic white at this moment, and then, the low voice seemed to penetrate the void from ancient times.

"Thousand Cold Sealing God Array!" As soon as the old man blurted out his words, countless faint rays of light appeared out of thin air above the originally calm cold pool, and the rays crisscrossed and criss-crossed, faintly forming an extremely profound formation.

"Seal!"

As soon as the huge and obscure formation appeared, the entire world seemed to be frozen for it, and I saw the old man wave his big hand, and one after another beams of light burst out, hitting the offensive of the two, and just one shot was to dissolve the fierce offensive of the two.

"Damn, you can actually use this formation to deal with us!" Seeing that their killing moves were dissolved lightly, Ye Han and the others finally panicked.

"Hehe, this is a bad word, this formation was set by the old man himself back then, and now he is just moving out to save the emergency!" The old man's faint voice sounded, but no one would have the slightest doubt about the terrifying power of this formation.

"Hmph, it's been hundreds of years, and the power of this formation has almost been exhausted!" Ye Han's eyes narrowed slightly, and he immediately smiled coldly, with his vicious eyes, he naturally saw some clues. So far, he said that he would not give up.

"Yes, Xiaoyou's vision is really powerful, if it weren't for the consumption of hundreds of years, both of you would have been sealed just now!" The old man nodded when he heard this, the power of this formation was also exhausted in the long past, and he had just activated the formation, and he had already completely destroyed it.

"In that case, old man, you can make your own decision, lest you let Brother Mo Ling commit the crime of killing the master and destroying the ancestors!" Ye Han smiled coldly, now that the threat of the formation has been lifted, they undoubtedly have the upper hand steadily.

"The old man's current strength, naturally, can't kill the two of you, but ......"

Before the old man's words fell, his figure had disappeared, and in the next moment, a monstrous aura came from under the cold pool, and under the shock of that breath, it seemed that even the heavens and the earth trembled.

"Damn, stop him!" Ye Han was shocked when he saw Bingzun go deep into the cold pool and begin to merge with that natal primordial god.

"Ten thousand years of Xuanbing, it is where the old man's natal primordial god seal is located, I don't know if with this thing, can I kill the two!" The old man's domineering voice came from the depths of the cold pool.

Ye Han and the two glanced at each other hurriedly, and they both saw a trace of panic in each other's eyes, with years of experience, they had a sense of foreboding.

Sure enough, as the old man's voice resounded in the sky, an extremely terrifying chill suddenly rose from the bottom of everyone's hearts, and then, the entire space also began to condense and shatter......

"Let's go!" Ye Han suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, took a deep breath, made a decision immediately, and shouted at Mo Ling in a deep voice.

Hearing Ye Han's shouting, Mo Ling's fists suddenly clenched, his face was full of unwillingness, it was not easy to have today's opportunity, but he didn't expect it......

But fortunately, this Mo Ling is not a person who is willful, he also understands that today's action, there is no chance to turn over, he can only nod at the moment, and with a flip of his palm, a space jade talisman flashed out, and then directly pinched it and exploded, and the space next to him was quickly torn out of a spatial crack, and the two of them flashed, and they swept away from the crack.

"Since you're here, why rush to leave!"

As the old man's voice fell, the spatial crack suddenly condensed, and an incomparably terrifying cold air directly penetrated the space and swept into the spatial crack, faintly, two low voices came out.

Poof!

The spatial crack in the distance also slowly dissipated, but the angry roar of Ye Han and the others lingered in this world through the space, listening to the pain contained in this roar, it was obvious that the attack of the old man just now made them hurt a lot.

"Ahem......"

Not long after Ye Han and Mo Ling retreated and left, the figure of the old man slowly emerged from the cold pool, although the illusory body had become like a normal person, but the state was extremely poor, and the exhaustion on the face made the dry face even older. Obviously, he had just forcibly launched an offensive, and he was subjected to a lot of backlash.

"Old man, are you okay?" the ancient proverb hurriedly asked when he saw this.

"It's not in the way, it's just that I forcibly tore the formation, plus I barely made a move, and I was hit by some backlash, just take a rest......" The old man stepped on the void and came to the shore, Rao was in an extremely weak state, and he still came to Mo Fan's side for the first time.

"Mortal ......"

Looking down at Mo Fan, who was covered in blood, the old man's cloudy gaze shot out, and finally stopped on Mo Fan's face, and in an instant, his body stiffened, and old tears rolled out of his eyes almost immediately, and the hoarse old voice made people extremely sad.

"Master ......"

Mo Fan's eyes were also red, and scenes of the past flashed through his mind.

At that time, Mo Fan was still young, and he surrounded his ancestor like a fart and asked him to tell stories every day, although the ancestor was entangled in affairs on weekdays, he was also happy to tell him stories every day, and the stories seemed to be about his own experience.

Until that day, which was supposed to belong to the days when Mo Fan'an listened to the story quietly, more than a dozen terrifying figures suddenly appeared above the Ice Sky Pavilion. Suddenly, the wind and clouds changed, and the entire Ice Heaven Pavilion was shrouded in that terrifying aura, and a voice that made Mo Fan remember his life came from the void and resounded throughout the sect.

"Old man Bing, today is the day you die, come out and die!"

The master seemed to feel something, and he directly opened the formation that had been prepared for a long time, and teleported all the young disciples in the sect away, including the young Mo Fan, under the strict expression that the master had never had, Xiao Mo Fan stepped into the formation with tears.

That earth-shattering battle shocked the world, and with the joint efforts of many forces, they finally joined forces to shoot down the famous Bingzun back then. The entire battle lasted for three days and three nights, and the terrifying energy storm swept away a mess within a radius of thousands of miles.

The whole world was silent, only the grandfather and grandson stayed there quietly, and let their thoughts spread......

"The disciples of Feixuemen, I have seen the ancestor master!" "The people of Feixuemen saw this legendary ancestor master, although they were shocked and unbelievable, they still couldn't help but kneel in front of the old man, the biggest in the sect is the founding patriarch.

"Fortunately, back then, I teleported some of my disciples here to create the Flying Snow Gate, and fortunately sealed the Natal Yuan God in this cold pool, now it seems that what an important decision!" The old man slowly put away his thoughts, turned to look at the people of the Flying Snow Gate, and there was a flash of immortal aftermath in his eyes.

"Could it be that Master Ancestor knew that he was invincible back then, so he would build a teleportation formation in advance!" Mo Fan touched his chest, sealed those fatal wounds with cold air, and then frowned at Bingzun.

Seeing that the two of them were seriously injured and still immersed in the heavy memories of the past, Gu Yan immediately stepped forward and used the original spiritual power to heal the two of them.

"Back then, the old man had a premonition that things were no longer something that my Ice Heaven Pavilion could deal with, so I had already been arranging the formation, in order to let future generations find out, I also deliberately set up several formations, and even hid the secret in the "Nine Rounds of Ice Classic", that Yuan Shen was of course the last moment, so he was forced to send it into the formation and seal it here!"

"That, old man, you are so powerful, what kind of force can ...... you" The ancient proverb was not finished, but the implication was obvious, the force that wanted to come to the end was enough to stand on the top of the world.

The old man's dry palms were clenched, and a monstrous cold air swept away, and the cold killing intent that could not be concealed swept over the hearts of everyone present, and his low and hoarse voice also sounded solemnly.

"The ...... of the Four Gods"