Martial Saint Mountain is worthy of being a holy place in the world, any young disciple has such profound spiritual skill attainments, and if an ordinary martial artist faces such a sky of ice blades, he can't be in a hurry for a while.

But what kind of person is Tang Luo, even if he allows these ice chips to attack, he can't break his epidermis, but if a fierce realm powerhouse is torn by Metamorphosis to cut his clothes, it will be too embarrassing.

The Void Wheel turned, facing the sky full of ice blades, Tang Luo blew out a breath, like a blazing hurricane in the desert, erasing the snow scene in front of him.

In the young man's stunned, Tang Luo jumped down from the altar and apologized to the visitor: "I'm sorry, I'm a contestant who came to the trial, just now there was no one around here, so I went up to see what clues there were, what are the rules of this level?"

Tang Luo, who had already regarded the future as a disciple of Martial Saint Mountain, had a calm attitude and an apologetic face, but after listening to Tang Luo's words, the person who came not only did not relax his guard, but also had a ghostly expression.

"What trial, what rules?" the young man took a few steps back, and the back of his hand lit up with a symbol identical to the one on the altar, and an ice armor composed of water spirit power firmly covered it.

Although he knew that he had no chance of winning against the guy in front of him who could break his spiritual skills with a single blow, he still put on a fighting posture.

“？？？”

The scene was suddenly a little embarrassing, and Tang Luo, who was confused, had an inexplicable face: "Aren't you a disciple of Martial Saint Mountain?"

"What martial saint mountain, I am the altar guarding the public ceremony. ”

A big sword transformed by spiritual energy was clenched by the young man's hands, and the tip of the sword was facing the tip of Tang Luo's nose, and he asked, "Who are you, what is the conspiracy to come to my Water Tribe Altar!?"

“... There must be a limit to jokes, even if it is a role-play, it would be too exaggerated to say that I don't know about Martial Saint Mountain!" Tang Luo didn't know what expression to use to face it, and he held his forehead and said speechlessly: "Just if you are not a disciple of Martial Saint Mountain, then you can tell me, this place of trial has been put in the small spirit realm, is the teleportation function of the jade coin still useful, how can I go back after the trial?"

The incomprehensible questions that had been asked by the visitor finally angered the young altar guard, and Gong Yi did not want to listen to it anymore, so he stabbed his sword at the other party, right at the throat.

The snap of his fingers sounded, the big sword shattered, the ice armor was full of cracks, the young man was knocked out and fell to the ground, spit out a mouthful of blood, and was about to get up and fight again, when he was stepped on the chest, the ice armor was completely shattered, like being pressed by a mountain in the chest, unable to move.

"Hey, I said, tell me a little bit about the content of the trial. Tang Luo looked down at the young man who was still struggling and said speechlessly: "At least give some hints, otherwise how can you enter... What are you going to do!?"

The spiritual power in Gongyi's body, who was trampled on and couldn't move, frantically flowed towards the mysterious symbol on the back of his hand, and the young man's skin became blue and cold at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After absorbing all the spiritual power of the young man, the mysterious symbol divine light was great, and a mysterious light spewed out towards Tang Luo.

There are also kings of heaven and earth aura, with Jumang as Muzheng, Zhurong as Huozheng, Harvest as Jinzheng, Xuanming as Shuizheng, and Houtu as Tuzheng, which is comparable to the top acquired spiritual power of innate vitality.

The so-called Xuan Ming is the extreme of water, extremely cold and catastrophic, and can seal all the light of death.

Tang Luo retreated as if teleporting, and the black and white vortex representing the innate yin and yang grinding disc appeared and opened in his right palm, collecting this Xuanshen light and turning it into nothingness with difficulty.

Retracting the Yin and Yang Mill, Tang Luo turned his head to look, and the young man who delivered the final blow had turned into an ice statue, without a trace of life in it, only the mysterious symbol on the back of his hand was still shining faintly.

"What the fuck is this. Tang Luo frowned, looked at the young man who had turned into an ice sculpture, and said secretly in his heart.

No matter how crazy Martial Saint Mountain is, he will not sacrifice a young disciple in his twenties with unlimited prospects for a trial, thinking of what this kid said just now, such as the altar, the guard, and the water tribe. I thought it was just a trial message, but now it seems that it is all true.

Walking to the young man who had become an ice sculpture and squatting down, putting aside the pocket full of jade coins, Tang Luo wanted to use his innate qi to melt ice for him, although it was the other party who made the first move, but this kind of killing because of a misunderstanding still made him feel very uncomfortable, and he felt that he was put on a swing by Wusheng Mountain.

Before the ice melting process was halfway through, he heard several sounds of breaking the sky in the distance, and turned his head to look, several middle-aged men stepping on ice trays came to the sky, and the speed was amazing.

"Alas..." Tang Luo stood up, picked up the cloth bag full of jade coins, and waited for the other party to arrive, I just hoped that these few would not be too excited, at least talk a few words first, this kind of inexplicable battle, he really didn't want to have another battle.

More than ten miles of airspace came in an instant, the ice tray stopped in mid-air, and the three middle-aged people saw at first glance the altar guard who had turned into an ice sculpture, and the young man standing in front of him in a luxurious satin robe, with an extremely strong and tall figure.

One of the middle-aged men asked with red eyes, "Who are you, have you ever seen the gangster who fought with Gongyi here just now?"

"I see it, but before I tell you where the wicked man is, can you tell me where this is, who you are, and what's more. Tang Luo opened his pocket and took out a jade coin, held it up and asked, "Do you know this thing?"

The three middle-aged people standing on the ice tray were a little impatient at first when they heard Tang Luo's words, but after seeing the jade coin, their eyes were suddenly shocked.

The middle-aged man who asked at the beginning showed even more greed in his eyes that could not be concealed, and swept back and forth in the full pockets of Tang Luo's hands.

Looking at his eyes, he understood that this jade coin must be an amazing object, otherwise it would not have allowed a fierce realm martial artist to show such a gaze, Tang Luo secretly thought in his heart.

The ice tray landed, and the three middle-aged people walked out side by side, slowly approaching Tang Luo, and the middle-aged man who took the lead had a kind expression on his face, and asked: "Little brother, where did you come from, looking at your dress, it seems that you are not from my father's family, why did you appear at the Hanshui Altar?"

"My name is Tang Luo, and I'm from outside..."

Before the words fell, the expressions on the faces of the three of them instantly became extremely solemn, and they said fiercely: "Outside?

This is the momentum of turning your face and turning your face, it is really worthy of the name of the water tribe, Tang Luo shrugged, tightened the pocket containing the jade coin, and said lightly: "Yes, is there any problem?"

Seeing that the distance was close at hand, the three of them completely put down their cover-ups, and the first one said in a cold voice: "Say, where is the gate of the spirit world, where is the boundary, and where did you get these divine jades!"

Turning around and looking at the corpse of Gongyi, which was not half thawed, Tang Luo sighed: "It seems that you don't want to know where the thieves are..."