On the ice on the ground, the cold wind is howling, and there are white mangs everywhere, and there are icebergs around the eyes, and the snow is very thick. At this moment, a group of people are fighting in the open space between the two icebergs. Three of them were dressed in uniform and were clearly in a group. The other four were dressed in strange clothes and couldn't see their heads.

The seven of them were fighting inextricably, and suddenly found that there were three more people on the ice rope bridge not far away. A white-robed young man with black and white hair, a handsome young man who is as cold as frost and almost blends with the ice and snow, and a tall man who is strong and burly.

The seven immediately stopped fighting, each retreated, and stared at the three people on the ice rope bridge in unison, staring on guard. These three people are Qingyun, Murong Hao and Lao Kun. Qingyun didn't want to delay time, just glanced at them lightly and didn't pay much attention to it, and prepared to fly towards the location of the 'Cloud Dragon Palace'.

However, among the four strangely dressed people, a young black-faced monk stared at Qingyun for a long time, and suddenly opened his mouth wide and said to a few people beside him, "Look. Isn't that white-robed monk very familiar?"

Hearing him say this, the other three people next to the black-faced young monk all looked carefully at Qingyun. With a "bang", the black-faced young monk was struck on the head by one of the men, who looked to be the oldest, in short armor. The black-faced young monk touched his head and looked at the short-armored man with some grievances and said, "Captain, why are you beating me?"

The short-armored man leaned over and whispered, "That's familiar? That's clearly the person carved by the statue we worship every day. Should...... Is it the hall master?" the short-armored man was a little excited, the white-robed young man in front of him was too similar to the statue they worshipped.

However, the deputy hall master and several hall masters had told them that their hall master had only just cultivated to the late stage of the Great Perfection of the Spirit Void more than two hundred years ago, but at this moment, each of the three people in front of him could not see through the cultivation, and the momentum was compelling, and he could completely compare with Lord Xuanyi. So for a while, he was a little unsure.

Qingyun was about to leave with Lao Kun and Murong Hao, when the short-armored man and the other three continued to fight.

"Qiao Nanfeng, I advise you to be arrested. Your 'Cloud Dragon Palace's good days in the Winter Realm have come to an end. In the Autumn Realm, Lord Chenwang has beaten your so-called number one master half to death. Why are you still arrogant?"

"Hmph, don't be afraid of the wind and flash your tongue! We, Lord Xuanyi, are also the absolute number one powerhouse in the entire Autumn Domain. With Chenwang's house, can you defeat our family, Lord Xuanyi? The short-armored man sneered and said disdainfully.

"Madamn, I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you shrimp soldiers!" a monk with slanted triangular eyes scolded, and an 'ice spear' flew out in an instant......

"Cloud Dragon Palace, Lord Xuanyi, the first powerhouse? Ha ha. Qingyun heard the conversation between the two gangs, suddenly laughed, and stopped the pace that was about to fly away. Lao Kun naturally understood what these words meant to Qingyun, so he was not surprised. And Murong Hao was somewhat surprised. In his opinion, Qingyun is not a person who likes to meddle in things.

"Old Kun, Brother Murong, stay and take a look!" Qingyun had already heard some meaning from what he had just said. These four people in strange costumes turned out to be from his 'Cloud Dragon Palace'. If he turns a blind eye to this temple, then he will really lose face and lose his hair in the future. He also wanted to see what kind of level the current disciples of the 'Cloud Dragon Palace' had.

The three of them stood in the air, watching the fight from a distance. The four people in strange costumes are the highest in the cultivation of the short-armored man, and they are in the late Yuan Infant period. The other three were all in the early stage of Yuan Infant cultivation. Compared with the other party's late Yuan Infant stage, the three monks in uniform in the middle of the Yuan Infant Stage, the four people led by the short-armored man are not superior. If this stalemate continues, it will be extremely unfavorable to these four people in the end.

Qingyun remained silent, still quietly watching the fight of the seven. Soon, the black-faced young monk caught Qingyun's attention. This person's cultivation is not high, but he is brave and good at fighting, and he is extremely strong. In the face of a monk who is one order higher than himself, he has no fear, and he can control everything in one way.

After looking at the time of a pillar of incense, Qingyun was already quite satisfied with these four people. It seems that Yunlong Hall should have implemented his purpose in the past few hundred years, recruiting people not only based on qualifications, but also on conduct and quality. There is no longer a need to test the combat quality of several people, and as soon as Qingyun's body moved, he immediately arrived in the seven-person battle circle.

The seven of them only felt that their eyes were flowering, and they found that there was an extra white-robed young man in the field, and they were all shocked. Qingyun sneered strangely, raised his hand slightly, and only heard the sound of "click", and the three monks in uniform were immediately frozen, like three ice sculptures motionless. In just a moment, with a loud bang, the three monks instantly turned into bits and pieces of ice slag, shattering between heaven and earth.

The short-armored man was horrified in his heart, and immediately pulled his three companions and flew back quickly, protecting them behind him at the same time. Seeing this, Qingyun just smiled at them, nodded, and then instantly moved into the air and disappeared into the ice and snow in front of him with Lao Kun and Murong Hao. After a long time, Qiao Nanfeng, a short-armored man, felt a cold swish on his back, and he also felt a little embarrassed. It turned out that the cold sweat on his back had turned into ice ballast at some point. Qiao Nanfeng and the others glanced at each other, and quickly left the place, flying in the air, and the direction was the same as that of Qingyun and the others.

Qingyun and the three of them are all extremely good at speed, and it didn't take long for Qingyun to take the two of them to the more hidden attic where Canglong and his wife lived. Hundreds of years have passed, and the place has changed dramatically. The original attic is still the same, but there are several more delicate and tall ice sculptures in this open space. Scattered throughout the clearing.

Qingyun's divine sense swept away, but he didn't find the breath of any of Xiaolong, Suotian, Talie, Canglong, and Zhengzi, and couldn't help frowning slightly. At that time, the soldiers were divided into two ways, Xiaolong returned to the Xingming Continent with him to avenge Sun Yuyang's eldest brother, and the others entered the temple led by Suo Tian. Later, in the fight, Xiaolong took Xiaoqi and his grandson to enter the temple with the help of the old man in the flower robe, while he fled to the overseas cultivation realm.

Now there is no breath of them here, but because of the lock sky, Qingyun is still somewhat relieved, knowing that they will definitely not have an accident. He has a special sense between him and Xiaolong and Talie, so he can also vaguely sense the existence of the two of them, but it is very strange that he can't sense their specific location. At this time, I couldn't help but suddenly remember what the three monks who were killed by chopsticks said before, could it be that Xiaolong and they all went to the Autumn Domain?