Chapter 881: The Wrath of the Saint
The old man's words were both an exhortation and a warning to Ma Cheng, but this did not have a decisive effect.
"I am a saint, no matter how talented he is, he is just a Taiyi Golden Immortal Now the immortal war is imminent, all parties are competing, will the valley master still kill me for him, too naïve to dare to threaten me, it depends on how much ability you have" Ma Cheng looked angry, and raised his hand to kill Chen Pan with a pillar of cold ice
"Kill him, kill him," the silver man roared with a hideous face
The sage's means are extremely powerful, the cold ice is flying quickly, Chen Pan can't dodge at all, he can only use the true qi of his whole body, and a dragon fist blasts out, wanting to attack instead of defending at the same time to separate the divine sense, and drain the spiritual power in the silver man's body If you want me to die, you open the way for me in front first
The dragon fist is fierce and domineering, but if this move is against a quasi-saint at the peak realm, there may still be a chance, but unfortunately the other party is already a high saint, how can he fight against it
Cold and cold, this thought immediately flashed in Chen Pan's mind, and before he had time to react, he had already been frozen into a human-shaped ice cube, and even the golden dragon-shaped energy that had rushed out of his right arm was frozen in the air Ice Dao pattern, as powerful as this, Ma Cheng already had the strength of the saint Dacheng realm, and it was not at all comparable to a saint like the corpse saint
At the same time that Chen Pan was frozen into ice, there was a crisp "bang", and the silver man Ma Cheng was holding in his left hand also exploded and turned into fragments, and even the Yuan Shen could not be spared, and his soul was scattered in an instant
This change made everyone stunned for a moment, and Ma Cheng looked at his left hand blankly, only the old man smoked the cigarette pouch in his hand unhurriedly, and seemed to have already known
After the "grandson" sounded for a while, Ma Cheng finally reacted and let out a mournful howl
In an instant, the wind and clouds changed color, lightning and thunder, black and oppressive dark clouds appeared in the sky, and countless hail fell A large amount of dark ice suddenly appeared in the valley, spreading rapidly, and a radius of hundreds of miles instantly became a world of ice and snow
The onlookers flew away one after another to dodge, but how could a large number of monks be frozen into ice powder in an instant, and only a few quasi-saints could barely support the original just want to see the excitement, no one expected to suffer such a misfortune
The saints were furious, the mountains and rivers collapsed, the heavens and the earth were discolored, and their understanding of the Dao pattern had reached an unbelievable level, and every move, and even the thoughts in their hearts, could use the Dao pattern to affect the world around them
The great-grandson died, still in front of himself, how could Ma Cheng endure the grief and rage of the Ice Dao Pattern, turning this place into an ice and snow world, full of the breath of destruction
"Grandson...... Grandson" Ma Cheng grabbed his hands in the air, as if he wanted to grab the silver man's body and soul back
He was originally a person from Zhongshenzhou tens of thousands of years ago, because of his arrogance, he did a lot of evil things and formed a large number of enemies, and finally affected the family overnight, and the family was ruined, leaving only him and his great-grandson Ma Longdeng
In order to escape for his life, he used the strength of the quasi-saint Dacheng realm to protect his great-grandson and forcibly kill him into the evil cultivation realm and fled to the Valley of the Wicked
Because of the guilt in his heart, he has been doting on this only surviving great-grandson, as long as Ma Longdenti's request can be done, he can't allow so many years to spoil Ma Longden more arrogantly than he was back then, but this is the evil cultivation world, strength is everything, especially after he broke through to the saint realm, no one dared to say anything to their grandson
Many monks in the Valley of the Wicked Voluntarily became Ma Longdeng's younger brother in order to contaminate the saints, so much so that he became arrogant, and even dared to directly ignore the old man guarding the door and beat Chen Pan
Although he had also educated his great-grandson and asked him to restrain himself, so as not to repeat the mistakes he made back then, it was useless, and Maronden still went his own way, and today he finally suffered the bitter fruit and died
Ma Cheng is different from other saints, he has always regarded this great-grandson as the most important part of his life, especially when he crossed the saint's tribulation, it was also because of the almost paranoid favor of his great-grandson, he couldn't rest assured, so he narrowly survived the heart demon tribulation, so that Ma Chengwei spoiled Ma Longdeng
At this moment, Ma Long died horizontally, Ma Cheng instantly seemed to be stunned, like a fool in the air to grasp this moment, he is no longer a saint, just a grandfather who lost his grandson
The movement here alarmed the entire Valley of the Wicked, and many saints and quasi-saints were hidden in the distance and silently watched this side to see how it would end
After a long time, there was a small clicking sound in the valley, and after a few moments, the sound grew louder and louder
With a bang, the ice sculptures in the valley shattered, revealing Chen Pan's figure
The saint was furious, and the onlookers who were affected were ninety percent dead, and Chen Pan, who was the brunt, was actually not dead, this scene surprised the saints and quasi-saints in the distance, and even the old man raised his head and was stunned for a moment, obviously he didn't expect it
Although he didn't die, the situation was not good, and it was quite serious, and his whole body was wrapped in frost, even if Taiyi Golden Immortal had Taiyi's body, he couldn't stop trembling, his breath was chaotic, and he was about to fall, which was quite terrifying
What is terrifying is that the terrible cold air is constantly invading the body, even if Chen Pan has exhausted all means, he cannot avoid that more than half of his internal organs have been frozen into ice, and even the purple mansion is gradually frozen, and now he Mo Mo escaped, and his mind and consciousness were frozen, and he could hardly think
Chen Pan's reappearance immediately attracted Ma Cheng's attention, and he finally stopped acting like a fool
"It's you, it's you who killed my grandson, it's you, it's you" Ma Cheng kept repeating these words like a mentally ill person, and suddenly the fierce light in his eyes appeared, and he turned into bloody eyes, and he was already affected by the demons in his heart, and he couldn't extricate himself
"I want you to bury my grandchildren, all of them will die" Ma Cheng roared, the earth shook and the mountains shook, and the entire ice and snow world was dominated by him, ice and snow, frost and ...... They all flew into the sky, as if the end was coming
Those ice, snow and frost flew into the sky, condensed together, and in an instant, turned into a huge coffin
Ma Cheng frantically extracted his strength, and there were blood and tears in his eyes, leaving this ice and snow coffin full of ice and snow patterns, and there was a terrifying aura of destruction, I am afraid that even the saints of the primary realm can only drink hatred without suspense
The cold qi entered his body, Chen Pan even froze his consciousness, but he still felt this dangerous and terrifying aura, and had the intention to escape, but he couldn't do it at all
"Grandson, I'll let him bury you with the ice god burial" Ma Cheng roared, waved his big hand, and the huge ice coffin pressed down on Chen Pan with a terrifying aura.