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The blizzard around the snow-heavy mountain still hadn't stopped, and cultivators from the outside world naturally couldn't spy on what was happening inside the mountain. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

And just as Zhai Ling and the others were about to go to their residence, a huge flame broke through the snow girl's blizzard barrier with domineering ferocity, and the scorching heat wave instantly steamed away the snow around them.

Thousands of layers of clouds and mist rolled and surged, and to the outside world, there was another layer of flame shrouded in flames beyond the barrier of the blizzard.

For a while, Zhai Ling, Long Eighteen, and the Snow Girl all looked over.

I saw a group of twenty or thirty people looking at them with a cruel smile on their faces.

Zhai Ling was a little surprised, his gaze swept towards Long Eighteen, he had not arrived for a hundred years, when could this snowy mountain allow others to be so rampage, he needed an explanation.

Long Eighteen knew what the Evil Emperor meant, and immediately explained respectfully: "Lord, the person at the head is the current head of the Divine Feather Flying Eagle Clan. He was the same age as the old man but became famous after the Lord left, and it is natural that the Lord did not know. It's just that this hateful guy actually harmed me when he fought with me a hundred years ago, and I had to rest and recuperate for the past hundred years. Now that he has struck again, it seems that this old ghost must have fully recovered, and he has a malicious intention against my dragon clan again. Lord, wait for my dragon eighteen to kill this fang first, and then come to ask for sin. ”

"No need. I'll see what makes it so interesting. Zhai Ling chuckled, now that he finally came out for a walk, the evil emperor's true nature was naturally exposed.

Speaking of which, the Evil Emperor and Zhai Ling are now one, and the appearance of the Evil Emperor this time may also be instinctively summoned because of the attack of the Snow Maiden before.

Suo Qianhe, the current leader of the Divine Feather Flying Eagle Clan, according to the rules of other clans, with his age, he has naturally reached the age of retreat, but he has not, in his heart, he has always wanted to push his Divine Feather Flying Eagle Clan to the throne of the head of the demon clan.

And how can he be the leader of the Flying Eagle Clan?

Naturally, he annexed the Dragon Clan, and with his current strength, although he was not exactly the opponent of Dragon Eighteen, he used tricks back then, which made Dragon Eighteen's cultivation dissipate somewhat. And as far as he knew, there was only one person in this snowy mountain, Long Eighteen, and now he had secretly brought out all the elite children of the Divine Feather Flying Eagle Clan, and he was not afraid of killing the immortal Dragon Eighteen.

As long as Long Eighteen is dead, who else in this dragon clan can be his opponent Suo Qianhe!

"Long Eighteen, I haven't seen you for a hundred years, but my skills have regressed a lot. Suo Qianhe sneered, and didn't do it as soon as he came up. Now it's just catching turtles in the urn, what is there to worry about.

But who are these men and women?

Suo Qianhe's gaze swept towards Zhai Ling and Xue Nu, and raised his eyebrows twice.

Zhai Ling's cultivation was clear to him, and he didn't even condense the Life Bridge, it must be a Soul Gathering Stage monk who hadn't even reached the foundation building period, and such a little cultivation really couldn't arouse any interest in Suo Qianhe.

It's the Snow Girl, who cultivates to be a little virtual and real, and seems to have cultivated the path of life, but she can't see the depth. What's even more interesting is that the aura on this woman's body is not human, nor is it demonic.

"Fun and interesting. Woman, surrender to me, and I will spare your life. Suo Qianhe said lightly, looking extremely high.

"Huh. ”

A chuckle.

It's not that the Snow Girl laughs, she is used to being cold, and she doesn't know what else to say except for snorting coldly, so the chuckle is naturally Zhai Ling, who is watching the play safely on the side, or Zhai Ling, who is integrated with the evil emperor.

It was a very slight laughter, so slight that it was negligible, but it was heard clearly by Suo Qianhe and them at this moment.

"Little ghost, who are you?" Suo Qianhe frowned, but he didn't have any information about Zhai Ling in his memory. I didn't want to care, but the young man's performance was too calm, which made Suo Qianhe a little suspicious.

"I'm just a theatergoer. Zhai Ling smiled, unmoved.

"I don't know what is dead or alive! If you are disrespectful to the head of the family, I will spare you!" A big man beside Suo Qianhe heard Zhai Ling's words, and suddenly stared at him, and a domineering momentum rose to the sky.

As soon as this person's voice fell, one of his big hands was directly clasped towards Zhai Ling, and the male voice was drumming, and the momentum was extremely powerful.

And Zhai Ling was still not shocked or angry, and watched the man attack leisurely.

Seeing that the big hand was about to smash Zhai Ling, he only heard Zhai Ling's faint laughter, "I can't get used to others pretending to be forced in front of me, Snow Girl, slaughter him for me." ”

With a swipe, as Zhai Ling's words fell, the white long sword forged from ice and snow in the hand of the Snow Maiden suddenly stabbed the past.

The sword broke through the air.

Seeing this scene, Suo Shan's eyes widened, his face changed drastically, and he immediately withdrew his hand, but it was the other hand that slashed directly at Zhai Ling.

It's just that, just as Zhai Ling didn't care, Suo Shan's palm technique was easily broken by the Snow Girl at the same time.

Snort-

In Suo Qianhe's angry gaze, he didn't even have time to make a move, only to see Suo Shan standing behind him, with a head rising to the sky.

"What?!"

"This woman's strength is so strong?!"

"I didn't even see her sword clearly...... I have already killed the third brother?!"

Seeing this scene, the elites beside Suo Qianhe looked at each other, and they were more frightened, this woman's strength was on par with the old thing of Long Eighteen.

If so, how can they overcome it?

But Suo Qianhe saw it clearly.

This woman is the person of this little ghost, but I don't know what the relationship between the two of them and Long Eighteen is?

If it's just a meeting in Pingshui, then you don't have to worry too much, I'm afraid that the three of them are in a group, if that's the case, wouldn't you be a sheep in the mouth of a tiger and throw yourself into the net?

After all, there are juniors, of course Suo Qianhe will not show his worries, and pretend to be gloomy: "The juniors should be punished for talking too much just now, but the girl's methods are too cruel." If the girl leaves now, I Suo Qianhe can not blame the past, otherwise the girl will be the enemy of my Divine Feather Flying Eagle clan. Such an arrogant behavior of Yelang must not be done by the girl and this son. Then you depart, and we act as if nothing had happened.

Yo, it's threatened.

Long Eighteen laughed secretly in his heart, this old ghost really didn't know whether to live or die, and he actually threatened the head of the evil emperor.

Zhai Ling seemed to be aware of it, glanced at Long Eighteen, and immediately made the latter a spirit hurriedly pretend to be solemn, and then swept his gaze to Suo Qianhe, and said lightly: "Are you soft?"

Soft?

Suo Qianhe almost spit out a mouthful of blood, this damn little ghost is so direct, damnable!

Those elite children who were originally fierce and vicious suddenly looked stunned, and their eyes moved to the head of the family.

Is the head of the house soft?

I only heard Suo Qianhe say angrily: "Little ghost, don't be ignorant." Your grandfather Suo is angry, but he wants to kill, be careful not to let the house be destroyed!"

"Really?" Zhai Ling's voice sounded faintly.

And Long Eighteen's face also changed greatly when Suo Qianhe said that he wanted to destroy the door, he had followed the evil emperor for so many years, how could he not know the joy and anger of the evil emperor, but if anyone dared to threaten to destroy the door, then it must be when the evil emperor was angry.

Zhai Ling smiled, the corners of his mouth lightly outlined a curvature, and his eyes looked at Suo Qianhe faintly.

The snow in the snowy mountains is cold, it is cold, just like Suo Qianhe feels at this moment.

He didn't understand why a young man who hadn't even reached the foundation building period could make him suddenly feel cold, he was a fourth-stage cultivator, even if he was a good person in the entire cultivation world, but now this inexplicable tremor made him very uncomfortable.

Three hundred years ago, he Suo Qianhe colluded with foreign forces to brutally murder a member of the previous family head and became the head of the family in one fell swoop.

He's such a ruthless man.

How can a ruthless person who can not recognize his relatives be a person who sits still and waits for death.

"Die!"

Suo Qianhe was furious and burst into tears.

In an instant, the wind and clouds changed, as if thousands of mountains were cracking, and countless life essences gushed out from the fists.

The cultivation of the Infant Realm, I don't know how far away it is beyond the foundation building period, even if there is a second-stage cultivation and a fourth-stage cultivation, but the two are as far away as hundreds of millions of mountains.

Perhaps even the oldest members of the royal family who lived in the Great Zhou would not know that on the side of their Great Zhou territory, there were actually cultivators who were millions of times stronger than them.

If it weren't for the fact that these powerful cultivators wanted to abide by that agreement, perhaps they would have walked out of the [Ten Thousand Demon City] and carved up these dozens of national territories.

At this moment, how could Zhai Ling be afraid of Suo Qianhe, although he was only a cultivator in the Gathering Spirit Period, but on this snow-heavy mountain, he was the supreme god.

Because...... He made this mountain!

One step over, directly to the top, Zhai Ling's figure suspended high in the air, surrounded by a violent storm and snow, just at the moment when Suo Qianhe killed, I saw countless ice dragons roaring wildly.

At this moment, the color of the sky and the earth changed, and people's hearts were panicked.

All the cultivators within tens of thousands of miles discovered this scene, and they all trembled in fear.

The Snow Maiden and Long Eighteen had retreated to one side at some point, and Suo Qianhe froze in mid-air, staring at the scene in front of him in amazement.

"No—it can't be! How can you, a piece of garbage that hasn't even reached the foundation building period, be able to defeat me!

Suo Qianhe roared, and countless flames danced like mad demons, raging and sweeping everything, madly rushing towards the ice dragon in the sky.

Zhai Ling smiled evilly, his arms were half-opened, and the two deep rays of light between his palms only spread.

"Thirty thousand years ago, I brought you out of the abyss and gave you the name of the snowy mountain. Now, wake up, Nether—"

With one palm up to the sky, Zhai Ling roared, and a pillar of light directly pierced the sky.

Suddenly, the entire snow-heavy mountain was shrouded in a deep darkness, and countless people were frightened.

It is a snow-heavy mountain, but it is also a netherworld, an abyss from endless hell, just the light of the world that dislikes it, voluntarily turning into a snow-capped mountain.

Now that it's awakened, go crazy!

Boom Boom

The already black snow-capped mountain suddenly turned into a giant palm that was ten thousand feet long, and suddenly shook it towards Suo Qianhe in the midst of lightning and thunder.

"I'm not reconciled!" Suo Qianhe used all his strength, and countless chains of flames stretched out from the void, as if to break through this giant palm.

"You think you're still alive!" Zhai Ling sneered, controlling his giant palm and killing fiercely.

Flutter -

Blood spurted out from the crack in his palm, and then a Yuan Infant was caught by Zhai Ling with one hand.

"Do you really think you'll be able to escape?"

Zhai Ling looked at the half-human-tall Yuan Infant with an evil smile, as long as the Yuan Infant Realm cultivator who reached the Destiny Infant Realm was immortal, he naturally still had a chance to be resurrected.

Suo Qianhe is like this, although he has just stepped into the realm of life babies for only a hundred years, but Yuan Ying has already cultivated, as long as Yuan Ying is not destroyed, he will naturally not die.

He originally wanted to take the opportunity to sneak away, but he never wanted to be caught by Zhai Ling easily.