Nangong Leng walked to the edge of the altar, recognized the spiritual object on the stone table, and did not pay attention to the spirit bowl not far from the edge of the altar, after all, it was predetermined by the old zombie and the mandala flower, as long as he dared to intervene, the two seniors would definitely not stand idly by!

Nangong Leng didn't make a move immediately, but sat directly on the ground, his hands turned like wheels, and one after another mysterious magic tricks flew out of his hands, condensing a blue-white halo, like armor covering his body.

That layer of aura seemed to be some kind of extremely cold aura, as soon as Fang appeared, it set off a gust of cold wind, and the surrounding temperature instantly dropped by several levels, and the surrounding monks couldn't help but shiver if they didn't open the body protection light curtain.

The surrounding monks looked sideways one after another, and even the old zombie and the mandala flower spirit couldn't help but raise their eyes to look over, with some surprise in their eyes, completely different from the disdain of the previous monks when they took the treasure.

The people around him knew what powerful means this Ice Divine Palace's Second Palace Master was exerting, at least in the Yuan Infant Stage.

After about half a pillar of incense, the closed eyes of the Ice Divine Palace suddenly opened, and with a light step forward, his whole person turned into more than a dozen invisible wisps of cold qi, and under the protection of the blue-white halo outside, he rushed towards the middle of the altar.

This Nangong Palace Master of the Ice God Palace actually glanced at Wei Tianya, and directly broke into it with his body, and it seemed that he was not afraid of being eroded to death by corpse qi, but he didn't know whether to say that he was a master of art or bold, or he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

The blue-white halo covered the cold qi formed by Nangong and rushed into the altar, the speed was very fast, and with a flicker, he dodged the two wisps of corpse qi that surrounded him, and continued to rush inside.

The closer you get to the altar, the more intense the corpse qi becomes, and when Nangong Leng Fei is about forty or fifty zhang, the corpse qi gathered around him has reached as many as four or five wisps, and the blue-white halo can no longer be avoided.

Rushing forward three or four zhang as hard as he could, Nangong Leng was finally surrounded by four wisps of corpse qi, but at this time, the blue-white halo trembled violently, and the power of extreme cold vented out, enveloping those corpse qi.

Fang Yi was covered by the power of extreme cold, and the space around him seemed to be frozen, and the speed of those corpse qi faded at a speed visible to the naked eye, and before they could touch the blue-white halo, they slowly stopped, and the long corpse qi tail flame behind him had not yet dispersed.

In the next moment, the blue-white halo trembled slightly, and the power of extreme cold was vented again, like a blue-white streamer, rushing straight to the stone table over there, and the corpse qi along the way was surrounded by it, and it was attenuated by the power of ice, and it was impossible to cause a little damage to the cold qi that was cold in it.

Nangong Leng successfully rushed to the stone table, then turned around and rushed back, of course, while turning around, he swept out a burst of cold light, covering the jade belt on the stone table made of thirty-six jade pieces, and rushed back with it.

When the surrounding monks saw this scene, they all stood up and closed their mouths in shock, what was going on in this Ice God Palace, it really succeeded, rushed to the stone table, and left the stone table with a treasure, and only the old zombie did this step from beginning to end!

Seeing this, Nangong Wen grinned, and with one hand behind him, the cold ice sword he had been carrying was pulled out, and then the whole person rushed to the edge of the altar, looking like he was receiving Nangong Leng.

"Everyone, the treasure is not over yet, so don't have any superfluous thoughts, there are so many jade belts, we can completely disassemble them and distribute them!" Nangong Wen quickly used his divine sense to send a message to the surrounding Yuan Infant Stage monks.

Hearing Nangong Wen's message and reminder, the eyes of the surrounding Yuan Infant Period flashed, and they flew out at the same time, guarding Nangong Wen's side, all of them were agitated with mana, concentrating on guarding against the old zombie and the mandala flower.

Nangong Wen was right, the old zombies and mandala flowers present were the strongest, if they didn't huddle together, they would definitely be broken by each of them, and the jade with thirty-six jade pieces could indeed be disassembled and distributed!

"Isn't it too early for you to be happy?" the Mandala Flower Holy Spirit sneered and continued to look at Nangong Leng in the middle of the altar.

Everyone in the Yuan Infant Stage raised their eyes and looked over, their faces changed again, and they immediately found that something had changed in the middle of the altar, and the blue-white halo that Nangong had turned into was surrounded by more than thirty wisps of corpse qi, and they could only slowly rush outside.

Maybe it's because Nangong Leng brought a jade belt, which provoked the surrounding corpse qi, and the small half of the corpse qi teleported to this side, surrounding Nangong Leng, and the innermost layer of corpse qi was frozen, and the outer one was frozen, and the outer one was frozen, and the inner one was thawed.

Not only that, but the other corpse qi around them also had a tendency to converge in this direction.

Nangong Leng is now like a mortal advancing in waist-deep snow, unable to move an inch.

Under the attack of many corpse qi together, the blue-white halo did not last as long as the golden little bat of the old zombie, just one breath or so, and most of it dissipated, and after two more breaths, Nangong Leng in it was afraid that he would be wiped out.

In the crisis of life and death, Nangong Leng didn't care about the treasures, the power of the cold was slightly loosened, and the jade belt with some faint golden veins fell to the ground, but at this time, those corpse qi did not subside, and it seemed that he would never stop until he killed the intruder in front of him.

After holding on for two more breaths, the blue-white halo dissipated, and Nangong Leng only had time to scream, "This palace is unwilling." The invisible cold qi was infected by the corpse qi and turned into ink, and it trembled again and dissipated.

Nangong Leng was eroded and died, and the surrounding corpse qi slowly dissipated.

"Second brother!" Nangong Wen exclaimed sadly, his voice was miserable and sad, and he reached out and grabbed in the direction of Nangong Leng's dissipation, as if he wanted to be caught by Nangong Leng, but what he caught was just empty.

"Life and death are fateful, and the lord of the palace mourns. The nameless nun of Xiling stepped forward and shook her head in comfort.

The sudden change in the situation made many Yuan Infant Monks stare at each other, they thought they could share some treasures, but now it was empty, and it was really uncomfortable to fall together!

Many Yuan Infants were silent for a while, they all shook their heads, didn't say anything, and just sat back in their original places.

Nangong Wen is not an ordinary person, he looked at the direction of Nangong Leng's demise with his fists clenched, and walked back to the team of everyone slowly, keeping his head down, looking sad, and ignoring the other monks.

The next one, the nameless female cultivator in Xiling, she looked at Nangong Leng's direction for a few times, and after shaking her head silently, she started to take her own treasure, only to see her pat the storage bag and take out a ball of dirty blood that exuded a faint stench.

With a slight exhale, the nameless nun pinched a special spell similar to that of a royal beast, and threw the tainted blood ball towards the center of the altar.

Before flying into the altar, the tainted blood group shrank sharply in the middle, turning into a small black and red spider, and its eight legs swung continuously, drawing strings of black mist, and rushed straight into the altar.

The big spider only broke through three or four feet, and a wisp of black corpse gas floated over, turning into a faint mist that covered the little spider entirely, without much suspense, the black spider dissipated, not only that, the corpse qi seemed to have touched something big and made up, and it was more than a small time larger.

The little spider broke through five or six zhang, a normal level, after all, the monks of the Taiyi Sect were all at this level.

Seeing this, a trace of disappointment flashed on the nameless nun's face, "This corpse is too powerful, the concubine body will not humiliate herself!" After speaking, the female cultivator from Xiling walked back into the team.

Next is the second elder of the Taiyi Sect, although he is also a mid-stage monk, but his means are not as good as Nangong Leng or Wei Tianya of the Ice God Palace, and the farthest advance he uses is only six or seven zhang.

It's the turn of the old zombie again, and the mandala flower wearing a three-color robe slowly stood up and walked straight to the altar, without saying any nonsense, as soon as the sleeve robe was displayed, it turned into a three-color light and rushed into the altar.

Just like before, the mandala flower just entered the altar, and three wisps of corpse qi suddenly rushed over, accompanied by bursts of oppressive force, hindering the mandala flower's footsteps, but the mandala flower's body erupted with circles of rich vitality, and the three rays of light blended together, completely blocking the erosion of corpse qi.

After three breaths, the mandala flower walked into the small jade bowl and leaned over to pick it up.

As soon as Fang picked up the jade bowl, the surrounding corpse qi rioted again, and more than a dozen wisps of corpse qi gathered around at the same time, and in an instant, the mandala flower was encircled, and the efforts to erode the three-colored light around it were useless.

The large amount of vitality emanating from the mandala flower's body constantly canceled out the dead qi in the corpse qi, and the toxicity in those corpse qi was also blocked out by the three-color halo, which didn't seem to take much effort.

The mandala flower moved and slid out, but in a moment it was outside the altar, holding the small spirit bowl in his hand, and in the bowl was sand as bright as stars, fifty or sixty grains, each with a strong aura fluctuation, and at the same time there were some breaths of heaven and earth rules that ordinary people could not perceive.

"The famous Heavenly Desolate Spirit Land, it is rumored that only the fairy world can produce spiritual creatures, with this soil cultivation, breaking through the bottleneck, becoming the existence of the Great Elder is not just around the corner, then you can gather the scattered and wild clansmen, and reappear in my Mu Clan, why do you need to send people under the fence in the two clans of the human and demon!"

After planning for nearly 10,000 years, several times the distraction has not succeeded, and now it has finally come true, don't say that there are fifty or sixty grains of Heavenly Desolate Spirit Land here, even one, it is definitely worth it, this soil is simply a supreme divine object for their Mu Clan, and they don't exchange anything!

Really took out the things, the eyes of the surrounding Yuan Infant Stage monks were all hot, but after a while, they calmed down, there were two god-level people on the other side, if they didn't come to rob them, they should burn high incense, where could they covet each other's spiritual objects.

"Congratulations to fellow Daoists, I finally got my wish!" the old zombie stepped forward with a smile on his face and raised his hand to congratulate.

"Thank you for the assistance of Yue Daoyou, and dragged this spiritual object away from the stone table!" Mandala Hua was in a good mood and replied with a slight bow.

"Now that the spirit object has arrived, the space node that Daoyou promised before, I don't know if I can ........ it now" The old zombie smiled, and stroked his hand as he spoke, and seemed to be extremely happy.

"That's easy to say, this is half, and the remaining half will be said later!" Mandala Hua smiled, and then threw out a small jade slip, which fell into the hands of the old zombie.

The old zombie took the jade slip, felt it slightly, his face was not hidden from his joy at all, and he laughed twice with satisfaction, before putting away the jade slip and arching his hand: "Thank you Holy Spirit Daoist!"

"You don't have to be polite, the concubine still has some strength to spare, and I want to try again, I hope that the fellow Daoist can help the concubine sweep the formation!" Mandala Hua raised her eyes and looked at the stone table in the distance, staring at the dark green wooden sword full of cracks.

If she is not mistaken, the wooden sword should be some kind of legendary treasure, stronger than the Heavenly Spirit Treasure, every time it is born, it will inevitably cause a bloody storm, nearly a thousand years ago, the battle of the several clans united in the wilderness, the demon shadow Wood Yasha clan was involved, and hundreds of millions of dead and injured creatures were caused by a top-ranked treasure of this kind! I want to talk with more like-minded people about "{?$article_title?} 》，;” , talk about life, find a confidant~