The cold sweat on the middle-aged man's head was left behind with a bang, this jade talisman was the only magic weapon left to him by his master on his deathbed a long time ago, and it was said that it could resist the desperate blows of three Confucian monks. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info This jade talisman is automatically defended, which shows that Leng Han's blow just now has reached the strength of Confucianism. At this time, he was frightened, and he no longer had the arrogance he had just now!

Leng Leng laughed. With a wave of his arm, he saw a flash of white light, and the temperature around him dropped suddenly, and the middle-aged man had turned into broken ice!

At the same time as the middle-aged man died, the crowd in front of him suddenly stirred, but under the leadership of more than a dozen Confucian monks in front, the dense crowd rushed towards the cold like a tide!

Leng Han's eyes were gloomy, he knew that once he was stopped by these people, he would inevitably be caught up by the young woman behind him, and if he wanted to escape again, it would be difficult for him to kick the sky, and he might even be killed here!

"Whoever stands in my way—die!"

Cold cold snort. The figure flickered, and the whole person jumped onto the snow crystal coffin, he stood on the snow crystal coffin with murderous aura, and the fire cloak made a rustling sound, and the fiery red color was very eye-catching!

Leng Han waved his left hand, and the short silver arm bone suddenly floated in front of him, and a strange aura suddenly spread out! In an instant, within ten zhang, all the people suddenly became in a trance!

At the same time, Leng Han's right hand waved, and the spirit of yin fire turned into an invisible thread, and in a flash, like an autumn wind, swept by, and within ten zhang, those people were suddenly killed by ice shattering!

Cold and long hair fluttering, with a murderous face, like a soul harvester, coldly watching the life messages disappear in front of his eyes!

Later, where the cold passed, those monks avoided one after another, and these people were terrified, so how dare they make a move? Although their eyes still showed unconcealed greed, but there was a trace of deep jealousy in this greed.

It's just that the news of the reward of the Hidden Heaven Sect spread too quickly, almost within a radius of 100,000 miles, all the cultivators knew about it, and they all flew out one by one, looking around for news, and gradually, there were more and more monks in mid-air.

Leng Han in the middle of the flight, such a monk, almost every little time, will encounter some, because there are too many monks, so the flight degree will inevitably drop a little, Leng Han is impatient, the bottom of his heart is cold, looking at almost all the monks are showing greed in their eyes, which makes him murderous crazy.

And there were many monks, who followed from a distance, their eyes flickering, obviously ill-intentioned.

Leng Han's eyes were gloomy, and he once again launched a large-scale fight.

Within the range of the silver hand and bone arm, killing the Confucian childhood monk was as simple as crushing ants, and they screamed and died one by one, and the rest of the people were even more shocked than they had ever been, and they retreated one after another.

Gradually, most of the monks used their whole body vitality to flee quickly, but these escaped monks often did not flee far before they would turn into ice sculptures and burst to death in a flash of white light.

At this moment, all the monks who surrounded the cold and cold were no longer greedy in their hearts, but deeply fearful!

Leng Han's body did not decrease, and he flew forward at a very fast speed, and all those who stood in the way and those who stood in the way were all killed by him, and gradually along the way, the sky was full of fishy smells, flesh and blood were flying, and the ice was frozen!

Leng Han killed too many people, and under the flight, there was an invisible evil qi rolling on his body, thick as a cloud, and he went straight to the nine heavens.

At this moment, the Yuan Force in his body actually started to work automatically, and the Yuan Force around him seemed to be attracted by it, surging rapidly.

At this time, if there is a monk with great magical powers, he will be shocked to find that there is a thick layer of red mist-like aura outside Leng Han's body, which is extremely thick, but it does not leak out, but condenses around Leng Han's body and does not disperse for a long time.

This red substance, not to mention mortals, even the vast majority of monks, can't see it, it is the murderous aura produced by the cold and cold that has killed countless people along the way, and after this murderous aura has undergone some changes, it has become a terrifying aura for any monk!

This evil spirit is soaring to the sky, penetrating thousands of miles away. All the mortals within a thousand miles were cold, and their eyes were puzzled, but the weather suddenly turned cold, and they rushed home to warm up and add clothes.

Within a thousand miles, at this time, all the monks below the Confucian level suddenly felt a strange feeling in their bodies, and the dantian vitality was inexplicably fluctuating, they were secretly surprised, looked up and looked around, but they didn't find anything wrong, and the last one showed a look of confusion, and secretly shook his head, just thinking that he was too careful!

Although there were no Confucian monks within these thousand miles, there was a young man with a scar on his face on an inconspicuous hill, his head bowed, sitting under a big tree, his body motionless, his whole body was shrouded in a thick breath of death!

However, this lifeless young man suddenly lowered his head. Moved slightly, a very peculiar aura slowly emanated from his body. The empty and godless dead man's eyes also moved slightly, and his gaze looked blankly at the source of the huge evil qi that was heading for eight hundred miles away!

Suddenly, a very weak and hoarse voice came from the body of this year! It sounded very old, and there was a little excitement in it. Just listen to his deep voice:

"It's been a year, and Poor Dao has finally waited for his chance...... This evil aura is so great, presumably his cultivation should be stronger than this young man, and he should be able to withstand the soul of the poor Dao...... Heaven is immortal...... Otherwise, in a few days, before a new host is found, the poor path will be gone!"

As soon as this sound fell, the young man's head drooped again, and then there was no sound!

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The breeze blew and swept on his cold face, and he involuntarily took a deep breath, his eyes flashing with a bright light. He could clearly feel that the Yuan Force in his body seemed to be undergoing a wonderful change, and although this change was meager enough, it contained some kind of magical power.

At this time, a small part of the red evil qi around Leng Han's body actually loosened slightly, turned into a trace of red qi, burrowed into Leng Han's body, and fused with his Yuan Force.

The white light flashed, and the energy of the Flying Escape Drum on Leng Han's body had been exhausted, he shook his hand, and without hesitation, he immediately took out another stick on his body, and under the flow of white light, his speed increased again, turning into a streamer and running away into the distance!