"Mo Lao asked me to come over and bring a message, next year today, there will be one of your brothers waiting for you in the Immortal Pavilion. Li Mu finished speaking very awkwardly, and walked away.

"Immortal Pavilion?" Jiang Huai was stunned for a moment, his eyes lit up, it must be Chen Fan's mistake, Mo Lao brought the three of him here together, how could he not understand this?

His brother, Chen Fan is the only one, and he only recognizes him!

"Okay, I'll definitely go to the appointment!" Jiang Huai arched his hand and laughed heartily.

In the Hanzong Mountain Range, Chen Fan had already begun to cultivate in an orderly manner, first cultivating the Heavenly Dragon Eye during the day, then cultivating the Open Heaven Sword and the Purple Pole Golden Sword, and finally reciting the Sealing Cold Technique, occasionally killing demon beasts, and then using it to cultivate the Blood Demon Technique.

Time was lost, and soon he was only half a year away from three years.

In the depths of the Hanzong Mountain Range, I don't know when it began, the sky began to freeze slowly, gradually exceeding one hundred zhang, two hundred zhang, and three hundred zhang...... Six hundred zhang, six hundred and thirty zhang.

It was more than 600 zhang, covering the sky and the sun, so that countless disciples were in shock, and they had to temporarily avoid it and did not dare to go deeper.

At this time, not only did it alarm many disciples of the Bloody Clothes Sect, but also attracted several elders, and after some investigation, it was finally unsuccessful, although there were still many suspicions, but this overwhelming ice did not affect those disciples who came here to complete the task, and the matter gradually faded.

But today, the ice, which was still gradually getting bigger, has quietly stopped growing, and the entire ice layer has become much thinner.

Just when many disciples here were surprised, this ice layer instantly collapsed and shattered, turning into pieces of white snowflakes and falling on the Hanzong Mountain Range.

Then, a blood-red rose to the sky, heading straight for the depths of the Cold Sect Mountain Range. He had been there for two and a half years, and he was already used to the cold of the Hanzong Mountain Range, and he went to the depths just to see if he could get twice the result with half the effort if he could cultivate there.

"It's only been more than six hundred zhang in two and a half years, and the more you get to the back, the more majestic and huge the cold qi you need, and it's too slow to cultivate only on the periphery, so you have to take an adventure. ”

Chen Fan thought about it, but his speed did not decrease in the slightest. After all, in the depths of the Hanzong Mountain Range, there is a Yuanying Great Demon, and it is said that the strength is not weak, if it attracts the hostility and pursuit of this Yuanying Great Demon because of cultivation, it will be a bit risky.

This is the Hanzong Mountain Range, and it is the territory of the Yuanying Great Demon, so it is not wise to fight against it. So Chen Fan wanted to take a look and try what the bottom line of this Yuan Infant Demon was.

Soon, with the rapid deepening, the cold became heavier and heavier, even if Chen Fan had been familiar with it for more than two years, but as he went deeper, he still stopped at the periphery of the depths of the Hanzong Mountain Range, and his hands and feet had already formed ice, and it would be dangerous to enter again.

All he could feel around him was three or four qi and blood powers comparable to Yudan, and there was a breath in the depths that made his heart tremble.

Fortunately, this aura just glanced at him and didn't continue to pay attention to him, but just for that moment, Chen Fan felt as if he was being targeted by a fierce beast from the Flood Desolation, like sitting on pins and needles!

Chen Fan didn't look back, and hurriedly retreated outside for more than a hundred miles, before he stopped, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and sat down cross-legged.

In the depths of the Hanzong Mountain Range, on a lake that has not frozen, an ice phoenix and a one-armed middle-aged man sit opposite each other, although they are speechless, but the ice phoenix's expression is very proud, and there is a momentum of self-respect between heaven and earth.

And the one-armed middle-aged man had a smile on the corner of his mouth, indifferently looking at this ice phoenix that had cultivated for nearly a thousand years, even if this was the king of the Hanzong Mountain Range, there was no fear in his eyes.

"Coffin, I can

I've never seen you so out of shape, just because I looked at him?"

The arrogant Ice Phoenix actually spoke, and there was a trace of anger in his eyes.

"If you're really just looking at him, I don't have to spend a teleportation order to get here. Ice Phoenix, you are just an ice phoenix with a slight cultivation, the Hanzong Mountain Range has long been the land of my Bloody Cloth Sect, and you also signed a contract to bow down to the ministers back then, and you want to make a move against the juniors, but have you ever thought about us who are not dead?"

The coffin didn't have any emotion, just opened his mouth lightly, calmly as if he was an outsider.

"Then what are you going to do? This kid has sucked the cold air of my Hanzong Mountain Range for tens of thousands of years, if he is allowed to suck it so unscrupulously......" Bing Feng was instantly angry, and his momentum was lifted, and the calm lake instantly rippled in circles, and then turned into turbulent waves.

The coffin's eyes were calm, but there was a rare trace of killing intent in the depths:

"If you suck it down so unscrupulously, the cold air in the Hanzong Mountain Range will become less, and the cold air on the periphery will disappear, and those junior demons of yours will probably die tragically because of their lack of cultivation, right?"

Bing Feng's eyes shrank slightly and nodded.

"Don't worry, he has only stayed in the Hanzong Mountain Range to cultivate for half a year, and after half a year, he will leave here and never come again. I also know a thing or two about this cold vein, it won't take two or three years for the cold qi to recover and continue to expand, to put it bluntly, it's just that the expansion has stopped for a few years, and you want to kill my disciple of the Blood Clothes Sect?"

The coffin smiled coldly, although it only had one hand, but the shock and threat to people were not reduced in the slightest, even a big demon like Bingfeng would feel a chill in his heart.

"In the past, I could cut half a step to transform into a god, and I could fight with a god, and now I can do it too. If you want to die, you can give it a try, the other demon beasts in the Han Sect Mountain Range don't mind changing kings or they being kings!" The coffin said coldly, and the sword finger slid between him and the ice phoenix.

The invisible sword qi flew out in an instant, slashing in the direction of his fingers, forcibly splitting the surface of the lake in two! This is only visible, and it is unknown what is going on in the lake.

Bingfeng's face was very ugly, and he stared at the coffin for a long time before he gritted his teeth and held back a good word.

"Do it yourself!"

After the coffin left this sentence, he left directly, leaving the ice phoenix with his eyes in his eyes.

After feeling the devastation under the lake, her face became even more ugly, her body lit up with white light, and she turned into a white-haired plain-clothed girl, standing barefoot on the surface of the lake, gritting her teeth and looking at the direction in which the coffin left.

"Count you ruthless!"

Even if the coffin is a little stronger, it has no way, not to mention that it lives in the Hanzong Mountain Range, and people have to bow their heads under the eaves.

"For the sake of a disciple, isn't it obvious to tell me that this person is very important to you, aren't you afraid that I will really kill him?" Bing Feng frowned slightly, and the light of thought flashed in her two azure eyes.

The more it thought about it, the more it felt that it was wrong, there was no reason for this coffin to be like this, and he would not leave here because of this matter, and he was just a little curious when he took a look, but Chen Fan definitely hadn't reached the point where he paid attention to it.

"I'll go, this must be the old immortal of that mountain who has taken a fancy to my good phoenix hair, this old immortal thief is immortal, he came here to steal my hair six hundred years ago, and now he is even more serious about giving me a set, I'm not so stupid!"

"It's too much to deceive people, little eyes, you wait for the old lady, and when your generation returns to the West, I want to see who in your Bloody Clothes Sect can still suppress me!"

Bing Feng suddenly remembered

What, he was full of excitement, his eyes changed, and he muttered and cursed and disappeared into the lake.

On a mountain, Ziyun was drinking tea with Mo Lao, and suddenly sneezed.

"Ah Autumn ......"

"Yo, you're going back to the West, and you're actually sneezing?" Mo Lao took a sip of tea with a smile, and opened his mouth very small.

"You wait, when you sit down, I won't die. Ziyun glared at Mo Lao angrily, and then said leisurely:

"What's going on, what did that little girl Bingfeng say?"

"What else, I can only bow my head. Its strength can't compete with us, and it is interesting to bow its head directly, otherwise changing the king is just a sentence for us. Mo Lao put down the jade teacup and opened his mouth with a smile.

"It's very interesting, and I also said that I would make a good phoenix robe out of its skin, so I don't have an excuse to trouble it, so let it give it a few more hairs. ”

Ziyun frowned, her eyes lit and dark as she spoke, as if she was thinking about something.

"And what excuse should I make to pluck a few hairs from it?"

Mo Lao: "......"

In the Hanzong Mountain Range, Chen Fan raised his head and exhaled, and directly opened a cave to cultivate.

Anyway, there is still half a year to go, and it is always good to cultivate more Open Heaven Sword and Heavenly Dragon Eye.

Time passes, half a year at a glance.

The Immortal Pavilion on the east bank, outside the magnificent tower like a mountain, always tirelessly gathered many inner and outer disciples and some core disciples day and night.

Only a few Tianjiao wear their own clothes, and most of them are still wearing the clothes of the sect, after all, the Tianjiao who can be remembered at a glance is still a minority.

Outside the Immortal Pavilion, there is a two-story stone tablet standing in the south, south, west, and northwest, and the stone tablet has the names of the top ten people who have passed the speed from one to ten levels.

This is the Immortal Pavilion List, a list that only looks at strength.

The top 10 people in each level are eligible to be included in the list.

Although there are ten people on the list from the first to the ninth level, there is only one person in the tenth level, and that is today's blood-clothed ancestor, Ziyun!

"Look, Senior Sister Shangguan Yunyun has gone to the third layer!"

"You see, Senior Brother Wang Que is already in the top ten of the two lists, although his speed is not as fast as Senior Sister Shangguan, but he has entered the top ten in every level, which is extremely terrifying!"

"What's the top ten? Look at Senior Brother Xu Ran, the first in the three lists! I saw Senior Brother Xu Ran go in just now, if there is no accident, I'm afraid that when he comes out, he will be the first in the four lists!"

"No. 1 on the four lists? I heard that in the past, the ancestor of Ziyun was only the first on the seven lists. If you are the first of the four lists, it should have become a succession sequence, right?"

“......”

Under the stele, there are always many disciples who are talking about it, staring directly at the stele that can only be on the list of the top ten Tianjiao.

"The mountains are wide, Shangguan Yunqing, Jiang Wujie, Wang Que, Xu Ran, Murong Hanshuang...... Mu Lan?" Chen Fan's gaze swept over the stone tablet, and suddenly fixed his gaze on the ninth place in the first level.

He didn't expect Mu Lan to break into the top ten, the people on this list are very likely to be disciples who are not the same period as them, that is to say, Mu Lan is competing with all the disciples of the Blood Clothes Sect in the past dynasties, and she can also get ninth, which shows that her strength has improved greatly in the past three years!

After all, in the past three years, Jianghuai has successively given a lot of spirit runes and magic runes, although the two are exchanged, but in fact, Jianghuai has already given hers a hundred times, and the talisman is difficult, but the value is far more than Dan, device!