Cold wind, plain snow, cold night.

But all normal people would not go out, let alone at this hour, this place, and it was just right to appear in front of the secret escape exit that only they, the high-level leaders of the Pure World Altar, knew!

Therefore, when they found the figure with their back to them in a white coat, the happy atmosphere of Zong Tu and the others because of the safe evacuation instantly froze to the freezing point!

However, in the end, it was the altar master of Manichaeism, and Zong Tu would soon react, and took the lead in speaking tentatively: "Friend, what are you doing here...... Hmm, snow viewing?"

"No," replied the man with his back to them in a white coat, "I'm waiting for someone." ”

Zong Tu's pupils shrank instantly, and he smiled lightly and said: "It turned out to be waiting for someone, then I won't bother to wait, and if I have a chance to see you next time, I'll wait to talk about wine." ”

"Why wait for next time," the man in the white coat turned around and chuckled, "Isn't it a good time tonight?"

"But friend...... Didn't you just say that you were going to wait for someone?" The smile on the sect master's face slowly converged, and he squinted his eyes and said, "If I miss my friend's good deeds because of the appearance I was waiting for, it will make me feel uneasy." ”

"You can rest assured," the man in the white coat finally raised his head, keeping his head down, looking at Zong Tu and the others: "Because I'm waiting...... Originally, you were the 'Sect Master'!"

"Wait for us?" Zong Tu said in a cold voice with an expressionless face, "...... Friend, we don't seem to know each other. ”

The man in the white coat asked, "Does it matter?"

“...... It's really not important," Zong Tu took a deep look at the other party and said, "Then can I know what you're waiting for me to do, friend?"

"I'll take you to a place and see someone," said the man in a white coat like a spring breeze.

"Who are you seeing?" asked Zong Tu as he and his men quietly approached the man in the white coat.

The man in the white coat turned a blind eye to their movements, and continued as if he had not seen them, and said with a flat face: "Of course it is your great father." ”

"If you can really meet the Great Father, Zong is very honored. Zong Tu said coldly: "However, I'm afraid that my friend doesn't have the ability to do this!"

When he heard the three words of the sect master, in fact, there was no trace of luck in Zong Tu's heart. The reason why I got involved with the other party until now is mainly to plan to kill with one blow and leave it here in the shortest possible time.

And now, Zong Tu and the others have already surrounded it from all sides with the effort they just spoke, and they are naturally too lazy to entangle it any longer. After all, they themselves don't have much time at their disposal now, and Hua Zifeng and the others don't know when they will get out of trouble and catch up.

Therefore, as soon as the words landed, Zong Tu suddenly burst out, and in an instant, he crossed a distance of dozens of steps, and together with several other high-level leaders of the Manichaean Pure World Altar, he pounced on the person wearing a white coat!

As the person in charge of the three counties of Guangyang, Danyang, and Yuyang in the northern land of Manichaeism, Zong Tu's strength is naturally impossible to be weak, otherwise it would not be possible to be the target of the assessment task of the mysterious organization of Dutian.

Therefore, when he saw his move, a three-headed and six-armed god and Buddha phantom of about three feet was directly conjured up behind him! With the violent rise of Zongtu, the six giant arms waving it suppressed the person wearing the white daze with a ferocity that made people's souls tremble!

The palm is shattered and empty, and thousands of suppressions are suppressed!

Overwhelming, seducing the soul!

With the roar of the three-headed and six-armed god and Buddha's phantom, the snow that fell on it was stopped, as if it was fixed in mid-air!

Pure Life Treasure Sutra!

One of the seven supreme exercises of Manichaeism, at this moment, bloomed its due brilliance in this snowy night! Let the world once again appreciate its superb style!

The strength that Zong Tu burst out was extremely terrifying! The strength displayed by several other high-ranking members of the Manichaean Pure World Altar was also not bad!

With a wave of his hand, the sound of thunder reverberated in all directions!

The weapon is in the direction, and the cold light shows the endless edge!

Under the intersection of qi and machine, it is directly interwoven into an impenetrable net, firmly covering the person wearing a white coat in it!

Die!

It's too late, it's too soon!

Seeing that the thunderous blow that he and the others had prepared for so long was about to fall on the body of the person wearing the white daze, Zong Tu and the others unconsciously showed a trace of triumph on their faces, as if they had seen the person in the white daze being crushed to pieces under the attack of himself and the others, and he was killed on the spot!

However, the development of things was beyond their expectations, but when they saw that the combined attack of several of them immediately fell on the body of the person wearing the white coat, they suddenly saw the corners of their mouths slightly raised, with three points of disdain, and three points of mockery!

Then, before they could react to each other's smiles, they felt a chill that seemed to freeze their souls hit their fingertips!

I have to mention it here, the altar master is the altar master, see far, calculate deeply!

Don't look at Zong Tu as the first shot, it seems that there is no room left between the shots! But in fact, he has long been prepared to fail to strike a blow, so he immediately plans to flee away!

Therefore, when several other high-ranking members of the Manichaean Pure World Altar had no time to deal with it at all, and could only watch themselves being frozen in this icy and snowy land, only he could force himself to fly back in one breath, and he could barely escape the death catastrophe!

But only temporarily!

Because as he flew away, he found that even if he was far away from the person in the white coat, the seemingly weak chill that hit from his fingertips was still like an appendage, rolling down along his meridians and blood!

Therefore, when he was in mid-air, his body did not begin to stiffen, did not listen to his call, and when he landed, he was completely unconscious, so that he fell directly into the snow!

"You...... Who the hell is it?!"

Feeling the chill that seemed to freeze his soul continued to grow in his body, he understood that even if the person in the white coat didn't make a move, he might not live long. Zong Tu couldn't help but take a breath and asked the question he wanted to know the most now.

And the man in the white coat obviously noticed this, so he replied as he wished: "Zhenbei Houfu, Bai Li!"