Wang Yuan has been cultivating for more than 200 years, and there are not a few people who have been killed, but there are not as many as cows, but the murderous intent has been achieved overnight, and it only takes a fuse to ignite.

Especially in this "Lilliputian Kingdom", the cultivation is the same, as long as he is not besieged, the chance of surviving is still very high, and Wang Yuan still has a killer weapon in his hand, which is also his strongest hole card in the "Lilliputian" formation.

If this hole card leaves here, it may not have much effect, but it can shock anyone here, which is also the source of Wang Yuan's self-confidence.

The fire-colored array in front of him began to float out violent ripples, and one after another fiery fireballs suddenly flew out of this array, and the bead above Tianchi flashed with a trace of red essence.

Looking at the flying fireballs, Wang Yuan actually had a feeling in his heart that he wanted to swallow these fireballs, and finally couldn't help but open his mouth, and the fire dragon on his left foot let out an excited roar in his body.

A huge suction force came out of Wang Yuan's open mouth, and the trajectory of the flying fireballs actually changed, and they all rushed into Wang Yuan's mouth one by one.

This scene shocked all the monks present in the formation, if it was in their heyday, they might dare to do so, but you must know that in the "Lilliputian Kingdom", cultivation is fixed in the early stage of transformation, although the power of the formation arranged is also insufficient due to the lack of attack power due to cultivation, but the fireballs sent out together are also equivalent to a blow from the mid-transformation monk, and the strength of the mid-transformation stage is absolutely authoritative here.

After Wang Yuan swallowed these fireballs, a fiery force came out of his abdomen, and it spun up, and his body was like a furnace emitting a strong fiery temperature.

"Roar!" The fire dragon on his left foot let out another excited roar, and it swam towards Wang Yuan's abdomen, opening its huge mouth and swallowing all the swallowed fireballs in an instant, and his temperature also increased a few points at this moment.

After all this happened, Wang Yuan raised his eyes and looked at these monks sitting in the big array with a sneer, if these monks didn't act in person, then Wang Yuan broke this big array that had no effect in front of him was just a flip of his hands, but if they wanted to give up the formation, then Wang Yuan would jump directly into the heavenly pool, and he could leave here with just a sip.

No matter how he chooses, Wang Yuan is the dominant side.

How could these monks not know that they had been in a dilemma, all kinds of puzzles filled their hearts, the young man in front of them had already broken the balance in the "Lilliputian Kingdom", and his cultivation was a little strange.

The white eyebrows of the old man who set up the formation at the head furrowed, but his divine sense fluctuated for a while, and his frowning brows immediately tightened, and he laughed loudly: "You can't run away, the people of the four realms have already arrived!"

Wang Yuan's scattered divine consciousness was also withdrawn, a fierce color flashed in his eyes, and then he stepped forward, pressing on the large array that could perform a mid-transformation blow with one hand, the ice and fire Taiji spread out under his feet, and the power of fire was absorbing the power contained in this array with all his might.

It only took a few breaths to break the formation, but countless figures had already appeared in mid-air.

Wang Yuan pinched the trick with one hand, at this moment he was not stingy with his demonic energy, and said softly in his mouth: "There is drunken rain when you fall asleep in the breeze, and you will rise and fall in a dream for a thousand years - drunken rain and ups and downs!"

The magic of attacking the primordial god was completed in his hands, and the bean raindrops fell neatly from the sky, setting off a splash, swirling colorfully, and a drunken rain descended on the heads of everyone who had just climbed to the top of the snow peak.

Drowsiness shrouded them, and the primordial spirits wanted to sleep, but at this moment they had no thoughts.

After Wang Yuan cast this spell, his face turned pale instantly, and he took a deep breath, taking advantage of his illness to kill him!

"Split mountains and break clouds!"

A sharp sword was born out of thin air, slashing through the crowd, the strong sword qi cut through countless bodies, and the sound of flesh shattering "poof, poof, poof", the dead stepped into reincarnation in a deep sleep, and they may not understand how to die for the rest of their lives.

In a moment's time, the outstanding disciples of various sects broke free from the power of "drunken rain and ups and downs", and they used their means one after another.

A fairy sword exuding bursts of cold air appeared above Long Bin's head, and countless solid ice appeared above his head, and the power of splitting mountains and clouds did not break that layer of ice.

Long Bin is worthy of being a disciple of the second-class sect, his experience is profound, and he has a supreme magic weapon in his hand, he is the first person to break free from the shackles, and he is also the first to break Wang Yuan's spell.

As soon as his eyes were cold, he saw that one of Wang Yuan's hands had been pressed on the formation, the red brilliance of the formation was constantly changing, and that palm had been integrated into it, and after a while, his entire body would enter the formation.

But Long Bin didn't seem to be in a hurry, he sneered, the fairy sword fell into his hand, the fairy sword was scattered, and under his stroke, there were countless ice shuttles shuttling towards Wang Yuan at a very fast speed.

When Long Bin counterattacked, all the ghost cultivators who came to the top of the Snow Peak maintained a shocked look at the moment before they were injured by the "Drunken Rain Ups and Downs".

In the ghost cultivation, Lin Du, a second-class sect disciple, was the first to break the shackles, but he did not attack Wang Yuan with Long Bin, but looked at the people around him who were immersed in sleep.

"This, this, this is ......" His expression was wooden, as if he didn't dare to continue, he looked at Wang Yuan in shock, and then looked at the demonic aura exuded by Wang Yuan's body, his expression was even more complicated, and he stood there with his mouth open.

"He, who the hell is he!" was the only question that existed in Lin Du's mind.

Besides, Long Bin cast a spell, and countless shuttles were already a few feet away. Wang Yuan cast spells in a row, and he had to focus a small part of his attention on the formation, so it could be seen that he was struggling now.

Biting the tip of his tongue, he spewed out a blood arrow, forcing out the essence blood, and immediately a green flying sword appeared, the flying sword fused with the essence blood, and there was faint blood flowing on it, and the sword qi of the flying sword instantly increased.

"Go!" Wang Yuan let out a low sigh, and the green flying sword broke through the air.

I saw that the green flying sword in mid-air had turned into countless green threads, cutting off countless shuttles like needles, and even ice crystals were scattered.

And in the past few breaths, many monks broke free from the effect of the spell, and they all roared to kill Wang Yuan, but their Yuan Shen had already suffered some damage.

Among those who recovered, only the ghost cultivator was silent, but all the ghost cultivators were uncertain and looked at Wang Yuan in surprise.

Countless spells thundered again, and the green flying sword that had absorbed Wang Yuan's essence and blood dissipated violently at the moment of its final power, and the remaining spells fell towards Wang Yuan in unison.

Wang Yuan quickly wiped the storage bag, and an ancient mirror appeared in his hand, and then the ancient mirror was thrown into the air by Wang Yuan, and then a little eyebrows, his face was even paler, but it inspired a force.

He shouted, "Take!"

The Ancient Mirror emitted a strange curtain of light, attracting incoming spells to fly towards it.

"Boom!"

Countless spells instantly submerged the ancient mirror, and it was actually the collapse of the ancient mirror in an instant, Wang Yuan's magic weapons were just a few, he spurted out a mouthful of blood in extreme pain, his mind was connected to the ancient mirror, and the ancient mirror collapsed and was implicated.

But fortunately, all the spells had been attracted to the top, and Wang Yuan tried his best to resist the attacks that had passed.

Long Bin's eyes showed a strange look, he didn't expect Wang Yuan to be so tenacious, and immediately thought that Wang Yuan must be a disciple of a certain demon clan super sect.

As soon as he thought of this, Long Bin felt cold, and when he came to the ruins of Gu Aolai, the sect vaguely told everyone that if he encountered someone who was gifted and righteous among the other three realms, he would be punished!

The same idea was also passed down from the Devil and Demon Sandao, and now Long Bin thought that the young man in front of him was the one he should kill, to eliminate a powerful enemy in the future for the Immortal Dao.

Therefore, Long Bin began to pinch his hands, his expression was indifferent, and his body gradually floated into the air, like an immortal, shouting: "Frozen and boundless!"

The white snow on the top of the snow peak, rushing out of the endless white snow mist, gathered in the sky above Long Bin like a tsunami, the mountain peaks are shaking, even the mountains and rocks are not spared, immediately shattered after freezing, the terrifying extreme cold, destroying everything and blocking, nothing can stop it from happening.

Suddenly, cracks cracked open in the sound of "click", spreading into the distance, but they could not affect the range of Tianchi, but everything that was blocked was turned into powder. Like the name of the spell, it froze everything, and the cold air woke up the monk who was still intoxicated with Wang Yuan's spell.

But Long Bin wanted to take the opportunity to destroy the other three realms with this blow, but none of them were spared except for the immortal realms, and they were all eroded by his spells.

"The people of the Immortal Dao are really scheming!" The other three monks struggled to stop the erosion of the cold qi, but Long Bin's spell was extremely powerful, and it took a lot of effort to cast it looking at his appearance, and it should also be a very powerful spell in his sect.

In the blink of an eye, Wang Yuan was frozen by this cold air, and a cold and cold ice sculpture appeared there. And not only Wang Yuan, this humanoid ice sculpture, the monks who were attacked by this blow all turned into ice sculptures, crystal shining, and the flickering light immediately rendered the top of the snow peak bright.

After casting this spell, Long Bin fell to the ground, quickly took out a pill that exuded bursts of medicinal fragrance and swallowed it, and his face became rosy after taking it, this pill is also a divine pill, and he recovered in a moment.

"Click......" The sound of dense ice sculptures cracking sounded, which did not surprise Long Bin, which monk had some means to save his life, and he didn't think about killing everyone with one blow.

"Long Bin, you're looking for death!" The first to recover was the female demon cultivator, she screamed, and her frozen body immediately shattered the ice sculpture and rushed out, with demonic energy circulating on the pink fist.

Immediately after the Demon Cultivator woman got rid of the ice sculpture, dozens of people rushed out angrily scolding Long Bin's name, looking at Long Bin angrily one by one.

The first group of people who broke the ice first stood together, and they were all people of the devil and demons.

After a few more breaths, another monk broke through the frozen shackles, only to hear the sound of "clicking" from time to time to break the ice.

After dozens of breaths, the sound gradually disappeared, which meant that the monk who was still frozen on the top of the mountain would never be able to come out, and his primordial spirit had frozen to death, even if some primordial gods escaped, but the physical body had been destroyed.

And Wang Yuan did not break free from the ice, which made Long Bin sneer, his goal had been achieved.