The Han Ancestor jumped in his eyelids, stretched out his finger to the void, and the psychic ice thorn that greeted Lu Xiaotian split into two, exuding a cold aura that made people's hearts palpitate, and the ethereal flying sword that was sacrificed to Lu Xiaotian was attacked.

The psychic ice thorn is worthy of being a psychic magic weapon, with an amazing speed, coupled with the control of the Han Claw Ancestor, the fighting method is even more impressive. Even if the mana of this stand-in itself is not much more powerful than Lu Xiaotian's now, but relying on the background of the Yuanying Cultivator, it can easily suppress Lu Xiaotian, if there is no Bat King Law Wing, Lu Xiaotian will not be able to compete with the Cold Claw Ancestor.

"No wonder this silver-haired boy has not changed his face, it turns out that he has such a pair of powerful wings. ”

Han Yan Ancestor was also a little depressed in his heart, he originally wanted to clean up a Jindan junior, but now the situation is that he has been suppressed by this despised Jindan junior, with the existence of this pair of wings, the other party can fight if he wants to, and leave if he wants.

I can't stop it with my current body. Fortunately, when the stand-in came out this time, he brought a psychic ice thorn, and he could compete with the other party with the sharpness of the psychic magic weapon, otherwise with only Hao Yin Hu, I am afraid that this time I will really capsize in the gutter.

It's just that the Cold Cockroach Ancestor's face quickly became stagnant again, and a pagoda with a blazing Van Luo spiritual fire all over its body fell from the sky again, smashing into the ice spikes that were separated.

Damn, a pagoda is already amazing, extremely close to the existence of psychic magic weapons, much more powerful than ordinary Danyuan magic weapons, I thought that I had injured Lu Xiaotian's two pagodas, and the magic weapons that Lu Xiaotian could use at hand should be limited, but I didn't expect to sacrifice an identical pagoda.

The Old Ancestor of the Cold Claw didn't know that Lu Xiaotian had spent decades of hard work and consumed a lot of energy, and he had only only cultivated three demon suppression towers.

The two of them had suffered some damage when they were defeated in the battle with the Psychic Ice Spike Method, and this third demon suppression tower, if it wasn't for the critical time, Lu Xiaotian would never use it easily.

The Cold Claw Ancestor was shocked, and hurriedly controlled the ice spike and knocked away the ethereal flying sword for a few moments, and then went to block the Demon Tower. It's just that the sword embryo that Lu Xiaotian has cultivated for so many years is so easy to dismiss, compared to the speed, the sword fetus that has turned into a flying sword at this time is still a lot faster than the Demon Suppression Tower.

It only had a hard encounter with the psychic ice thorn, and after a short pause, it shot towards the Cold Claw Ancestor again.

The Han Ancestor was shocked, and he was a little panicked. At this time, taking advantage of the distraction of the Cold Cantis Ancestor, Lu Xiaotian's body shook, avoided the infinitely powerful psychic ice thorn, and appeared behind the Cold Cantis Ancestor at an astonishing speed.

After the Ethereal Flying Sword and the Demon Suppression Tower were knocked away by the psychic ice thorns at the same time, Lu Xiaotian slapped it out with a palm several zhang away. Gang's strong palm force directly hit the back of the Cold Claw Ancestor several zhang away.

The Old Ancestor of the Cold Tree was still trying his best to resist the joint siege of the Demon Suppression Tower and the Ethereal Flying Sword, and for a while, he also lost sight of the other, and was forced to break in by Lu Xiaotian in a hurry.

At this time, he received a blow from Lu Xiaotian, and his body was uncontrollable for a sharp pain, and when he wanted to control the time to stab the Psychic Ice Pier to block the enemy, it was too late With a flash of golden light, a golden knife was thrown from Lu Xiaotian's hand, directly penetrating the body of the Han Claw Ancestor's stand-in. Submerge until the hilt.

Under the heavy damage to the body, the control of the psychic ice thorn was greatly attenuated, and the ethereal flying sword flickered again, bypassing the psychic ice thorn, and the flying stabbing cold claw ancestor's neck was wrapped, and the huge head fell off the body. It's just that there is not a trace of blood flowing out of the fracture, and the situation is very strange.

Lu Xiaotian breathed a sigh of relief, this stand-in of the Cold Claw Ancestor was really powerful, and the previous stand-ins of the Ghost Venerable and Xiong Xi were only afraid that they could not compare to the Cold Claw Ancestor. If it weren't for the Bat King's magic wings, he really wouldn't be the opponent of this stand-in. Even if you add the one-armed Dao Gu and Zhou Qian'er and others, they can't last a few rounds.

It's a pity that he couldn't get the essence blood replenishment from this stand-in, and this short and dangerous fighting method just now consumed some of the essence blood that was already not stored much.

Thinking of this, Lu Xiaotian couldn't help but feel heartache, but fortunately, he finally killed the stand-in of this Cold Claw Ancestor.

Lu Xiaotian straightened the out-of-control psychic ice thorn. The ice spike was still extremely hostile to Lu Xiaotian at this time, and the cold air was blowing up from above, resisting Lu Xiaotian's charge. The psychic magic weapon has a certain sense of autonomy, continuing the hostility of the Cold Claw Ancestor to Lu Xiaotian.

Lu Xiaotian snorted coldly, popped out several streams of mana, and wrapped the ice thorn, and after a while, the ice thorn screamed, and no one controlled it at this time, and it was powerless, and finally turned into a white light, which was put away by Lu Xiaotian.

Immediately afterwards, Lu Xiaotian collected the storage ring of the Han Claw Ancestor, as well as the Hao Yin Hu, and then waved out a few wisps of Van Luo spiritual fire to burn the Han Claw Ancestor's stand-in clean. The aura of the surrounding fighting method will soon dissipate.

Lu Xiaotian didn't stay any longer, thought about it for a while, and made a change of appearance for himself, turning into a man with black hair, ordinary appearance, and a dark complexion. All the magic weapons on his body were put away, and even Ziye Zhenwu was also put away, this time he offended the Han Yan Ancestor, and Lu Xiaotian didn't know when the other party would report it, so it was better to be careful for now.

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Millions of miles away, the undulating waves crashed against the reef, an isolated island, covered with ice and snow, and a large number of ice-based spirit trees scattered in the mountains, like a snow country frozen for thousands of miles. The ice aura here is extremely abundant. The wind roared. The pavilions scattered inside are also hung with ice hooks.

However, the monks here did not feel the cold at all, and their clothes were thin and they moved freely.

A few monks dressed in spiritual armor dutifully stayed at the entrance of the cave where the stone gate had been closed.

"Senior brother!" At this time, a long-bearded old man over half a hundred years old walked from the pavilion in the distance, and his hair moved with the wind. Everyone saw the old man saluting.

"Well, has there been any vision in the master's cave mansion in the last few days?" the old man asked with a slight nod.

"As always, nothing is unusual. The young disciple guarding the door of the cave replied.

"Well, the deadline for the ancestor of Dongshan is approaching, and I am arranging the aftermath, and the master doesn't know when he will be able to get out of the customs. The old man looked anxious. If it was usual, he could still discuss things with the master's stand-in, but the stand-in had not returned for a few years, and the master's deity had not yet come out of retreat, even if he wanted to open the cave, not to mention that he didn't have the guts, and he didn't have the ability to do so.

As he was talking, the wind roared at the door of the cave, and the clouds in the sky seemed to be about to collapse, and the ice aura on the island was extremely tyrannical, and the bodies of several demon eagles that were originally flying happily in the air lost their calm, and they screamed that they were swept up by the current storm.

"Ignorant junior, this seat has to crush your bones and ashes, and your body must be broken!" a voice of rage came from the depths of the cave, reverberating over the entire Iceland.

Boom, the hill where the cave was located shook for a while, and the ice aura became even more tyrannical under this momentum.

"Welcome the ancestor out of the customs!" The disciples outside the cave mansion were shocked, kneeling on the ground, with a look of fear on their faces, who was it that provoked the ancestor to be so angry, it was too bold.

In the furious ice aura, the image of a silver-haired young man suddenly appeared.

"Secretly release the news and go out, and if you find this person, you will be rewarded with 10 million spirit stones!"

"Yes, master!" the old man nodded hurriedly.