Outside, there is a lot of wind and snow, but the place where you can see it is like spring.

I saw that the surrounding ice peaks were surrounded by bright light, emitting bright light under the sunlight, and a clear pond in the middle of the pond flickered with blue waves and sparkling scales.

Around the clear pond, there are strange flowers and trees, green grass, red flowers and green leaves, and butterflies and birds.

The faint white mist shrouded in the center of the clear pool, and a figure appeared like a shadow, which attracted people's ears and eyes, and made people want to stop.

"What a fairyland on earth!" The yellow paparazzi forgot the enemy behind him, and it was rare for the dog to spit out elegant words.

"Wow!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out of the little prince's mouth, and he muttered to himself: "Back then, I only saw his shadow and played a set of boxing techniques, which made me practice martial arts to such an extent, if I could get the teachings in person...... ”

"Little, little prince, this is the palace master of the Holy Palace?"

"No, she is the palace master of my Western Heaven and Earth. The little prince rarely answered him, but at this time, he replied vaguely with blood.

"Our Lady of the West Heaven?" the yellow paparazzi vaguely heard these four words and whispered.

Although Yi Heng was beside him, he didn't hear their brief conversation.

When I saw the figure in the lake, all the scenery around me faded away, and what was left was the person in the clear pond, who seemed to be bathing.

Dressed in a black uniform, with a white face and a calm and calm expression.

Although he was in the clear pool, the water in the pool did not touch him at all.

She beckoned gently, and the clear water around her seemed to hear a command, like a fountain, slowly shooting out a pour from the pool water and pouring it on the green silk in her hand.

And she concentrated on combing the dark green silk, and she didn't care about the uninvited guests who peeked at her from the ice hole more than twenty feet away.

The more than a dozen white-clothed people behind the three were obviously also shocked by this scene.

No one would have expected that the ice cave they dug was only a foot thick, and there was another world.

It's not just another world, but it's also a different scenery.

After a short period of shock, the white-bearded old man finally woke up, his eyes flashed, isn't the target to be attacked and killed this time in front of him?

At that moment, he waved his right hand and roared, "Kill!"

Everyone woke up at the same time, violently activated their internal force, waved the blade in their hands, and rushed towards the three of them.

The three of them were no longer the biggest target, so everyone's eyes were bloodshot, ready to kill the three people who stood in the way.

The little prince slammed his hands up, trying to flee forward, but then his face showed despair, his whole body was weak, and then he fell heavily on the ice, and his mouth spurted blood.

The sound of the blade breaking through the air behind him came, and the yellow paparazzi was breathless, turning his head to look at Yi Heng.

Yi Heng's eyes stared at the shadow in the pool.

Ten years later, the head is full of green silk and has reached the waist.

It has not aged.

has never lost half of her beauty.

The blade was about to touch the back, and the little prince and the yellow paparazzi had already felt the pain of cutting on the back, as if the blade had pierced the skin and stabbed into the back.

In despair, he closed his eyes, waiting for the pain of being dismembered, waiting for his soul to return to immortality.

Fortunately, the immortal heaven was in front of them, and they secretly thought to themselves.

Suddenly, the man in the clear pool raised his head slightly, looking at them.

Even though they closed their eyes, they could feel her gaze.

The people behind him who were about to split their bodies and trample on their stumps had been staring at Qingchizhong, and they could naturally feel her gaze at this time.

With a slight slap of his right hand towards the clear pond water, more than a dozen water droplets seemed to follow his gaze and instantly hit the blade.

"Click, click....... ”

There was a chaotic sound, and the blades of the people behind him were instantly broken in two, and at the same time, they all took a few steps backwards.

Only the whip in the white-bearded old man's hand was intact, but as soon as his face turned red, he felt a strong force coming.

"Pedal Pedal Kick" slid a few steps backwards, trying his best to stabilize himself on the edge of the hole.

He looked at the whip in his hand, a white mark on it was very obvious, and he raised his head suddenly, with a look of horror in his eyes.

The droplets of water that are casually shot out have such power, and this person's cultivation is self-evident.

The yellow paparazzi and the little prince also opened their eyes and raised their heads suddenly, and whispered in their mouths: "Immortal Heaven, Holy Palace Master!"

"Since all the Taoist friends are already here, why do you still want to dodge and not show up?"

More than a dozen drops of water were sent out to break everyone's blades in two, and after forcing everyone back, the person in the clear pool was still combing his hair as if he was sitting on a trivial matter.

I didn't see him open his mouth to speak loudly, but the extremely sweet voice was heard by everyone.

The white-bearded old man's face turned red again, his right hand was closed, and he put away the whip, his hands were arched long, his expression was extremely respectful, and he bent down and bowed, looking like he was holding the courtesy of a disciple.

Just bowed, and before he could speak, he heard a bold voice in the sky above the pool: "Su Daoyou, don't come unharmed, seeing you in the pool, it's inconvenient to see each other, not intentionally dodging!"

Yi Heng raised his eyebrows, the daughter in the pool was the Su Demon who had been teleported here together, but after it was passed down, they scattered and did not intend to look for it.

I didn't expect her to be here, and I didn't expect that the Demon Gate was actually created by her. 56

Then the invasion of the Central Plains by foreign herdsmen for thousands of years in the future is all related to her?

The person who answered was also an acquaintance.

When he chased and killed himself thousands of miles away on the grassland of the Zhongzhou Continent, at the critical moment, he was suppressed by the way of the snowflakes he comprehended, and almost died in his own hands.

In the end, although he escaped with his life, he left a terrible half of the scars on his neck, and then he always wanted to take revenge, but he was held down by himself and did not dare to do it.

The Ao Han tribe that dominates the entire grassland of the Zhongzhou continent, the Ao Han Selemo who is a genius in the sky.

Yi Heng's brows suddenly furrowed.

At this time, it is extremely difficult.

There were as many as nine people who arrived with Selemo, presumably all of them steppe monks who had been teleported from Xuntang.

When you come here, it is understandable to occupy the grasslands.

But I didn't expect to be preempted by the Su Demon Demon, and now that the dispute between the two sides has started, will I help or not?

After helping the Su Demon Demon, the Demon Gate will continue to become the backer of the grassland, and for thousands of years, it will be difficult for the people of the Central Plains to escape the brutal killing of the grassland herdsmen.

Don't help .......

"It's impossible!" He secretly thought in his heart, ten people against one, even if Su Demon Demon Skill is profound, it is definitely not an opponent.

How could he see her being besieged and killed?

The white-bearded old man behind him took a deep breath and was about to speak, but when he heard a rough voice from the sky, he knew that the man in the clear pool was not speaking to him.

Immediately, he couldn't breathe out a breath, his face turned red again, he got up, and looked through the hole to the sky.

"Hehe, when did all the fellow Daoists become so polite? I'm afraid they're checking to see if my senior brother is here!"

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh....... ”

A series of ten figures descended from the sky, standing on the grass or treetops around the clear pool, surrounding the Su demons in the clear pool.

"Haha. Selemo snorted, laughed dryly, and said, "Su Daoyou thinks too much, even if Yi Daoyou is here?"

"One thing in your mouth, one thing in your heart, the scar on your neck has healed, and you forget about the pain?"

"You, hmph, it is rumored that Yi Daoyou has been guarding in the temple for seven years, and he almost killed the monks of the seven halls in Chaoge, but finally disappeared without a trace, do you know why?"

"Why?" Su Demon raised his head for the first time, his gaze removed from the green silk, and finally looked at Selemo, staring at the scar on his neck.

Selemo's neck shrank slightly, and his gaze was like a sharp sword, recalling a very unpleasant memory.

Immediately a little annoyed, he said in a deep voice: "Yi Daoyou is one to six, but it is extremely majestic, but how can those six people be easy to match......? ”

"So what?" Su Youyou's tone began to become nervous, and his beautiful face was no longer indifferent.

"So he either died with the Fire Clan monk who blew himself up, or he was seriously injured, and he didn't know where to hide to heal his injuries at this time, haha, but ....... ”

"But what?" said Su Demon quickly.

Selemo slowed down, as if admiring her anxious look, and only after two breaths did he say:

"But if you are injured here, no matter what the injury is, how can you recover in ten years and a hundred years?"

"So you waited to take advantage of his absence and began to unite and prepare for evil?"

"Hmph! We are grassland monks, born in the grassland, so we are also in the grassland, occupy this grassland land, what's wrong?"

"Giggles, in that case, then you preach your word, and I gave me martial arts, what are you doing here?"

The old man of Selemo turned red again, and shouted: "It's just that you don't preach, but what kind of martial arts do you teach, so that I can't gain the trust of the grassland people, are you still reasonable?"

When Yi Heng heard this, he immediately understood.

The aura on the earth is thin, it's not that you can't cultivate, it's just that the effect of cultivation is really slow.

Maybe find a mortal who can cultivate, pass on his cultivation path, and then spend his whole life, maybe he can only spin around in the early stage of qi refining, what can he achieve?

Just like Jiang Ziya behind him, he has been cultivating for sixty or seventy years, but he is only refining qi at four or five levels, and he can't even cast simple spells, and all his skills rely on the whip in his hand.

This is not as good as mortals practicing martial arts, the effect is fast, and it can be of great use in a short time.

Therefore, the Su Demon changed his own cultivation method into an internal skill that mortals could practice, and taught it, so he could naturally get the approval of the grassland people very quickly.

"Haha, that's your business, it's better for you to teach martial arts too!"

"Hmph! Since you are here today, you will naturally not succeed in your tricks, from now on, the Holy Palace will no longer exist, and the people of the grassland will only cultivate the Tao, not martial arts!"

"You want to deal with me, but if you think about it, aren't you afraid that my senior brother will suddenly come back and exercise the duty of supervision?

Seeing that everyone was getting angrier, Su Demon was not afraid, but continued to bow his head and comb the green silk, looking like he didn't look at everyone in his eyes.

Before Selemo could speak, someone next to him answered, and shouted: "What if you come? The duty of the supervisor is not to allow us to interfere in mundane affairs, and now that we immortal cultivators are competing, how can he manage it?"

"Yes, even if you can manage it, with the strength of ten of us and others, how can we be afraid of him alone?"

"Ao Han Daoyou, what are you hesitating about, kill it, this grassland is our grassland, and no one can touch it!"

Selemo's chest rose and fell, staring at Su Youyou, who was indifferently combing her hair in the clear pool, as if she was speculating why she was so calm.

Yi Heng showed a wry smile on his face, and when he saw that Su Youyou's hands stroking her hair trembled slightly, she knew that she wanted to deliberately lure everyone to do it.

He secretly said in his heart: "The Holy Maiden of the Demon Gate, it's really hard to guess, that Selemo is going to be fooled!"