Jun Xuyao's divine sense carefully swept around the Yin Stygian Lake, and he had a faint bad premonition in his heart, as for Huang Taiyi, he was also starting to scan the Yin Stygian Lake with his divine sense.

Huang Taiyi still trusted Jun Xuyao's strength, but in order to be able to quickly find the abnormality, he also joined in.

Only Yin Qianshan, watching from the side, couldn't help anything.

The cold aura in the Yin Stygian Lake was at least several times stronger than the rest of the Shura Hell.

Jun Xuyao was just standing on the top of the Yin Stygian Lake, at least a dozen meters away, and he could also feel a rich and piercing chill, constantly burrowing into his body.

Fortunately, Jun Xuyao hurriedly sacrificed the Black Flame of Devouring God and formed a layer of flame shield on the outside of his body, otherwise I am afraid that after a long time, no matter how strong his cultivation is, it will be a little unbearable.

Seeing the flame shield on Jun Xuyao's body, a trace of jealousy flashed in Yin Qianshan's eyes, and he didn't want to experience the pain of being burned by the Black Flame of Devouring God.

Even if Jun Xuyao was carefully searching for the Yin Stygian Lake now, Yin Qianshan did not dare to turn around and flee, he was afraid that Jun Xuyao would catch up with him again, and then there would be another burst of divine flames, and even directly turn him to ashes, so that he didn't even have a chance to be reincarnated

Yin Qianshan didn't dare to escape, and he didn't even think about what happened

"Boom!", and suddenly the entire Yin Stygian Lake set off a raging wave.

Jun Xuyao quickly dodged and retreated, he didn't expect that a lake like the Yin Stygian Lake could set off such a turbulent tide.

At the same time as Jun Xuyao was turbulent, a figure with a thick cold aura suddenly appeared in the air.

"Heart!" Huang Taiyi shouted.

Jun Xuyao had already seen that this was a young man, his hair was full of silver threads, even his eyebrows were silver, and his body was as cold as ice.

"You're looking for me again?" the silver-haired young man asked in a cold tone.

Jun Xuyao didn't feel the murderous intent from the other party for the time being, nodded and replied, "That's right, we are looking for you." ”

The silver-haired young man sneered, and suddenly swept out a cold aura from his body, "I've never hated people bothering me, not only have you come to disturb me, but you're also taking the initiative to find me, so let's die." ”

Jun Xuyao waved his hand and said, "Wait......"

"Hmph, what's going on, I don't have time to talk to you. The silver-haired young man snorted coldly.

"We don't actually want to do anything with you, we just want to borrow a way from you, there's no need to do it, right?" Jun Xuyao said lightly, his tone was neither humble nor arrogant.

"It's over?" the silver-haired young man looked at Jun Xuyao and asked without the slightest emotion.

Jun Xuyao nodded, the silver-haired young man stopped talking nonsense, and the cold aura swept towards Jun Xuyao like a tide, and the surrounding space suddenly condensed into ice caries

Since the other party wants to make a move, he Jun Xuyao has nothing to be polite about, and then takes a step forward, this silver-haired young man is also a primordial god, although he looks strong, but Jun Xuyao does not pay much attention to Zheng

As the silver-haired young man waved his hands, there were more and more ice blades in the void, and eventually an ice blade storm was formed.

In an instant, the Ice Blade Storm swept Jun Xuyao in, and seeing the Ice Blade Storm engulf Jun Xuyao, a sneering smile appeared on the corner of the silver-haired young man's mouth.

As long as he is caught up in his Ice Blade Storm, Jun Xuyao's only fate is only one dead word, and until now, his Ice Blade Storm has never missed.

He was already sure that Jun Xuyao, who was in the Ice Blade Storm, had no possibility of escaping.

In fact, this ice blade storm couldn't hurt Jun Xuyao at all, except for scratching his clothes, it didn't have much effect.

You must know that his physical body is in the realm of a golden body, and even if the silver-haired young man used to be a bull fork, he is only a primordial god now.

If he can't even deal with a primordial god, Jun Xuyao can also take a piece of tofu and kill him, he didn't even sacrifice Biluo at all, and to be more accurate, he didn't make a move.

Just stand still and let the ice storm sweep through you.

The ridicule at the corner of the silver-haired young man's mouth became more and more intense, from the beginning Jun Xuyao didn't even fight back, which shows how weak Jun Xuyao is. With such a little cultivation, he dared to provoke him, he simply didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

However, in the next second, the sarcastic smile on the corner of the silver-haired young man's mouth suddenly froze, and after the ice blade storm dissipated, Jun Xuyao stood there intact, except for his clothes that were a little tattered.

Don't get hurt, he didn't even break the skin.

The silver-haired young man was shocked, how could this be, under such a powerful ice blade storm, why was Jun Xuyao fine?

Only Huang Taiyi didn't feel surprised, Jun Xuyao was strong enough to fight with Zhu Daoming in a few moves, how could he be Jun Xuyao's opponent if there was only one Yuan Shen.

Jun Xuyao stared at the silver-haired young man, and did not fight back at the first time, which made him feel strange that the foreboding feeling in his heart before was what was going on, after seeing the silver-haired young man, he was sure that it was definitely not the other party that brought him this feeling.

"How can you be intact and without a trace of support?" The silver-haired young man looked at Jun Xuyao in shock, he looked at it carefully, and Jun Xuyao really didn't have any wounds on his body.

This made the silver-haired young man feel unbelievable, you know, his move can be his trick, but when it is used on Jun Xuyao, it only tears his clothes, and nothing else is useful

"It's impossible, it's not true, how can you be okay, I don't believe it, I don't believe it. The silver-haired young man shouted in despair, staring at Jun Xuyao's eyes full of bloodshots, his face was hideous, and he looked like crazy.

Jun Xuyao was too lazy to waste time with him, and with a punch in his hand, a fist shadow wrapped in the rules of the flames blasted towards the silver-haired youth.

The flame rule exploded, and in the blink of an eye, the silver-haired young man was hit by the flame fist shadow, and the cold rule that was originally full of the ground exploded under the flame rule, but after a few breaths of time, the flame rule dissipated at the same time, and the cold rule was restored again.

The silver-haired young man only felt a burning pain spread from the depths of his soul, and he let out a terrible scream, and the primordial spirit kept trembling in the flames.

Yin Qianshan looked at the miserable state of the silver-haired young man, and his heart was terrified, he had also experienced all this before, and he deeply knew how painful it was to be burned by the divine flame.

It was just a few breaths, and without Jun Xuyao's mercy, the silver-haired young man's primordial spirit turned into a wisp of green smoke in an instant, dissipating in the void