And because Yuwen Zhouyuan transported the Infinite Sun Technique in time when he was in the Ice Dragon Vortex, he released the Sun Pill to protect his body, otherwise even this set of fire-based armor would not be able to protect him from harm!

What's more, because Yuwen Jooyuan is actually in the late stage of a real person, if he doesn't care about revealing his true strength, he can completely kill Jin Yongji in seconds!

Yuwen Juyuan looked at Jin Yongji, who was close within more than ten zhang, and showed a smile. Jin Yongji was too confident in the high-level ice spells he cast, and he actually stood more than ten zhang away from the ice dragon vortex, waiting for him to receive his magic weapon after he died.

Jin Yongji looked at Yuwen Jooyuan floating in the air, his eyes were straight, and he was speechless in astonishment.

Not dead, not dead, he couldn't imagine that a real monk who was devoured by the high-level ice spell Ice Dragon Vortex would not be dead.

It seemed that he was not even seriously injured, he was just soaked in the ice dragon vortex for a while, and there were not a few True Yuan Monks he had killed, and he had never seen such a difficult True Cultivator to kill, which could not help but surprise him.

After Jin Yongji saw it clearly, he was completely depressed, he was the young master of the Binghe Sect, and he didn't have as many magic weapons as the other party, and the Burning Sun Monk of unknown origin in front of him not only had Yuan Shen magic weapons, but also such a complete set of magic weapons for self-protection, which made him speechless.

Of course, if he knew that Yuwen Zhouyuan could stand there unscathed, not only because of his armor, but also because of the Infinite Sun Technique, he would probably have to go crazy.

"Young Sect Master, quickly retreat!" The two middle-aged Dharma Protector Monks were shocked to the danger, and shouted in shock, each of them threw out a blue light, an ice sword magic weapon, and rushed towards Yuwen Zhouyuan, and at the same time wanted to cover the Young Sect Master to retreat.

The strength of Yuwen Zhouyuan, they have already seen it, the horror is abnormal, the closer they get, the more dangerous it is, only by opening up the distance can they ensure the safety of the young master.

At this time, he saw Yuwen Zhouyuan holding the Ice Spirit Xuanguang Sword in one hand to block the two blue magic weapons that shot out, and at the same time, he slapped the storage bag on his waist in a hurry, and flew out a small drum magic weapon, turning into a big drum.

Jin Yongji was taken aback suddenly, and retreated suddenly, all kinds of powerful magic weapons on Yuwen Zhouyuan's body emerged one after another, which already made him feel awe, how dare he try it easily when he saw this big drum.

Yuwen Zhouyuan flicked his fingers, Xinfeng smiled secretly, and now he still wants to escape, no way!

"Boom!" a wave of dementors swept in.

Before Jin Yongji had time to retreat a few feet, his mind was buzzing, he fell into a daz, and he stumbled and fell.

The two Dharma Protector monks beside him also suffered and fell into a stun, this dementor wave is a small range of shock, many people are the same, as long as they are involved in the dementor wave, they will be stunned.

At the same time, two blue rays of light shot out, one went straight to the two Dharma protectors, and the other went straight to Jin Yongji.

It was the Ice Spirit Xuanguang Sword that was braving the raging blue flames and carrying the extreme cold that killed Jin Yongji, and I saw that the sword had already flown in front of Jin Yongji, from small to large, and slashed head-on.

The dizziness effect of the Soul Shaking Drum was actually very short-lived for a mid-level monk in the True Age Period, and Jin Yongji woke up from his dizziness in the blink of an eye, and was shocked to find a fierce wind of fire and cold rushing towards his face, and hurriedly dodged to the side in shock.

But it was still a step too late, "Ah" Jin Yongji screamed in pain, dodging his body, but not his arm, his left hand holding the Ice Spirit Cold Soul Bead was completely cut off by the Ice Spirit Xuanguang Sword, and the red blood sprinkled fell aside.

As the young master of the Ice River Sect, how could he have suffered such a heavy physical injury, and the pain in his heart made him almost soft to the ground on the spot.

Yuwen Zhouyuan was slightly happy, and with the flying sword in his hand, the Ice Spirit Xuanguang Sword turned around in the middle of the banquet, and slashed towards Jin Yongji again, wanting to kill this young master who was very threatening to him on the spot.

Those two middle-aged Dharma Protector monks were even more unbearable than Jin Yongji, after Jin Yongji had one of his arms cut off, they had not yet woken up from their faintness, and they were separated by another cold light that pierced their bodies!

"Save the young sect master!" Elder He had been paying attention to Jin Yongji's side in the distance, and at this time, when he saw Yuwen Zhouyuan killing two elders in an instant, and his sword wounded Jin Yongji, he yelled and pounced.

Yuwen Zhouyuan's look of annoyance flashed, knowing that if he wanted to kill that Jin Yongji again, it was impossible for him to fight today, and he consumed a lot of mana today, and it was not clear if there was a real human stage master in this ice and snow mountain forest, at this time, the True Yuan Monk of the Burning Sun Sect had already been killed and injured half, and it was really unwise to fight again.

So he raised his hand and withdrew the Ice Spirit Xuanguang Sword, and with a wave of his hand, he collected the Ice Spirit Cold Soul Bead that fell on the ground, put his foot on the ground, and hurriedly escaped from the mountain forest.

Jin Yongji and Elder He and the other monks who arrived were shocked, afraid of Yuwen Zhouyuan's combat power, and did not dare to catch up for a while.

Soon, more than a dozen Ice River Sect cultivators who were chasing and killing the Burning Sun Cultivator heard the exclamation from this side and returned one after another.

"Young Sect Master, we have already killed six Burning Sun Monks, but we were escaped by a real low-level monk. ”

"Young Sect Master, what are you?" The other elders who rushed over hurriedly returned with people to report on the battle situation, and when they saw the broken arm in the swamp, they were all shocked and stunned.

Jin Yongji covered his broken arm, used his mana to restrain the blood gushing out, and roared urgently: "Don't care about the fleeing Sun Monk, go and take back the 'Ice Spirit Cold Soul Bead' for me, it's the monk just now!"

Jin Yong Guitar is now almost vomiting blood in depression, he failed to kill Yuwen Zhouyuan, but even lost the magic weapon of "Ice Spirit Cold Soul Bead", without this powerful ice magic weapon, his strength will be greatly reduced, and many ice spells will not be able to be cast at all.

"Yes, the subordinates will chase after it!" Elder He and the others were stunned, the Burning Sun Monk was swallowed by the Ice Dragon Vortex, and he was not dead yet!

They didn't dare to ask more questions from the young master in anger, so they hurriedly received the order.

At this time, more than twenty True Yuan Cultivators of the Ice River Sect had already returned, and under the order of the angry young sect master Jin Yongji, they went all out to search for the whereabouts of Yuwen Zhouyuan in the ice and snow mountain forest.

Jin Yongji chased after him for a while, but he couldn't track down the whereabouts of Yuwen Joowon, and he was shocked and angry.

"Quick, Binghu, he's going to Binghu!" After a while, he suddenly heard a scream in the distance, looked in the direction of Binghu, and suddenly shouted badly.

The Ice Lake, where their temporary camp was located, where a large number of True Qi Stage disciples were collecting Ice Spirit Stones.

Yuwen Zhouyuan did not fly directly into the sky and escaped, but rushed into the mist of the mountains and forests.

Although the sky is big, there is nowhere to cover it, and it is easy to be caught up by the monks of the Ice River Sect, but it is not as good as the swamp fog to hide people.

After Yuwen Zhouyuan got rid of the three young masters, he walked cautiously in the swamp mist, avoiding the pursuit of the demon beasts and the monks of the Ice River Sect.

Suddenly, Yuwen Zhouyuan was stunned, his figure flashed, and he quickly disappeared into a low jungle.

I saw that the dark blue mist in front of me had faded a lot, and an ice-blue lake several miles in a radius appeared, and a thick layer of ice had formed on the surface of the lake, and it was steaming with a hint of cold. There are a lot of shrubs and jungles around the lake, as well as ice-type monsters.

Yuwen Zhouyuan muttered to himself, it seems that this should be the deepest ice lake area in the glacier cold valley.

In an open space by the lake, dozens of small cabins and stone houses were also built, which were built by the monks of the Binghe Sect.

At this time, there were dozens of monks of the seventh or eighth layer of the True Qi Stage who were active by the lake, some of them smashed open the ice, jumped into the ice lake, and collected the ice spirit stones from the depths of the lake, and the other dozen True Qi monks were meditating by the lake to recover their mana, and one or two were overseers, not mining ice spirit stones, but just watching over them.

The icy air of this icy lake is overwhelming. With the cultivation of these True Qi Stage cultivators, they would have to drive their mana to resist the cold qi with all their might, and I am afraid it would take them half an hour to collect a low-grade ice spirit stone from the bottom of the lake.

Yuwen Juyuan carefully looked at the many huts by the lake. Most of the huts were the dwellings of the mining monks and were unguarded. There was only one of the inconspicuous small stone houses, and there was a low-level True Yuan monk guarding the door.

Yuwen Zhouyuan was stunned, his heart moved slightly, and an irrepressible joy surged up from his heart.

Yuwen Zhouyuan had explored the dangers in the Xuantian Immortal Cultivation Realm, the Spirit Stone Ridge of the Mountain of No Return, so he knew some of the rules of mining. After the spirit stone is excavated, it is generally stored in the mining area. Then, every few days, or half a month or so, these spirit stones would be escorted away by several True Yuan Cultivators at a time.

In other words, in this camp, it is likely that there are some ice spirit stones hoarded. And the hut guarded by the True Yuan Monk is very likely to be the place where the ice spirit stones are hoarded.

Yuwen Zhouyuan didn't do it immediately, drank a few sips of spirit wine in the grove, swallowed two spirit pills, and then meditated to quickly recover his mana. After that, he concealed his breath and secretly sneaked to a few dozen feet away from the small stone house, and suddenly burst out, and a green light struck the stunned Zhenyuan low-level monk.

The low-level monk hurriedly threw out a green flying sword to resist, but he didn't expect that the green flying sword was smashed into pieces by Qingmang with a "click", and he only had time to let out a frightened scream before he was cut in half by the Ice Spirit Xuanguang Sword.

The entire Ice Lake camp suddenly screamed and became chaotic, and dozens of True Qi Cultivators nearby fled in horror when they found out that the camp had been raided.

Yuwen Zhouyuan didn't have time to pay attention to them, and kicked open the stone door, only to see three storage bags on the table in the hut.

Yuwen Zhouyuan's divine consciousness quickly swept over these storage bags, haha, sure enough, they were all ice spirit stones, and the collected ice spirit stones were all stacked in these storage bags. In these three storage bags, there were a total of about seventy or eighty thousand low-grade ice spirit stones, as well as thousands of medium-grade ice spirit stones, and dozens of high-grade ice spirit stones. These ice spirit stones are estimated to be enough for a minor immortal cultivator sect who specializes in the ice system for several years.

If Yuwen Zhouyuan used it alone, it would be enough for him to use it for a long time, at least before he advanced to the True Master, he didn't have to worry about not being able to find enough Ice Spirit Stones.

Yuwen Zhouyuan was very satisfied with the three storage bags, and flew out of the small stone house.

At this time, he couldn't help frowning.

I saw that outside the small stone house, there were dozens of True Qi Stage cultivators of the Ice River Sect, each holding a spirit sword and a spirit sword at him. Their eyes looked panicked, and they surrounded the hut in fear, trying to stop Yuwen Zhouyuan and recapture the Ice Spirit Stone that they had worked so hard to collect for half a month.

But their courage was only that, although they surrounded the small stone house, they did not dare to take a step forward, and as soon as Yuwen Zhouyuan flew out of the small stone house, they were shocked and retreated a few steps.