The snow-white folding fan covered the sky, and the entire space seemed to freeze.

"This is ......" Li Qingquan withstood the pressure, raised his head with difficulty, and whispered in his mouth.

"Kill!"

A white figure descended from the sky with a large number of elites from all walks of life, and they were murderous one by one, and everyone's momentum was above the quasi-saint.

"Look, it's Lord Leng!" Suddenly, a monk who was waiting for death with his eyes closed and shouted with surprise on his face, pointing at Leng Bing Han, who was dressed in white.

"It's really Lord Leng, we are saved, we are saved!" everyone raised their heads with anticipation, trembling with excitement.

It turned out that when Zhen Jia led more than 100 people to encounter Li Qingming and others, Leng Binghan had just walked more than forty miles.

Zhen Jia and the others fought with the brute bull at the beginning, and the majestic mana fluctuations spread to the surrounding forty miles away, and Leng Binghan just sensed this mixed mana fluctuation.

After carefully distinguishing the true element fluctuations that were sweeping in the air, Leng Binghan concluded that there were two shili fighting.

So, with the psychology of the snipe and the clam competing for the benefit of the fisherman, he took the elites from all walks of life and quietly touched the place where the two sides were fighting. As the fluctuations of the true yuan became weaker and weaker, Leng Binghan knew that the battle was about to end, so he immediately ordered everyone to seal the void, and he sacrificed the folding fan in his hand and pressed it. So it was from the previous scene.

Leng Binghan smiled and nodded to everyone, and suddenly asked, "What about you Lord Zhen?"

A monk with a dusty face and a black horn on top of his head said, "Lord Zhen was pressed to the ground by them with a giant axe. I don't know if I live or die!"

Hearing this, Leng Bing Han turned his head and swept towards the battlefield.

It doesn't matter if he looks at it, when he caught a glimpse of Li Qingming and Manniu staring at him expressionlessly, his heart trembled suddenly, and he immediately thought of the spatial magic circle that had just been arranged for them, and couldn't help but hahadaxiao: "It's really effortless to break through the iron shoes and find nowhere to get it, I didn't expect it to be you!"

Li Qingming glanced at him coldly and said, "You also surrendered to Hun Tian?"

"Hmph, those who know the times are Junjie! Lord Hun Tian allowed me to wait for the opportunity to become holy, why can't I return to obedience?" Leng Binghan smiled slightly. "Now I'll give you two paths." The first is to self-proclaim your cultivation and follow me to see Lord Hun Tian, and the other is that I will kill you all and carry your heads to see Lord Hun Tian!

Li Qingming said with a smile: "Are you so sure you can eat us?"

The cold laughter grew colder, and he said, "It seems." Are you going to choose the second path?"

Suddenly. A voice came from his right front. "Let's choose the third way!"

"What?" "Cold eyes for a meter, turned his head to the brute bull who was sitting cross-legged in front of him on his right.

The brute bull smiled and said, "Send you on your way!"

"Buzz!"

A brute bull who has already repaired all the true yuan and blood qi that has just been consumed. The whole body erupted with an incomparable momentum.

Feeling the violently shaking space array, Leng Binghan's face changed slightly, and he said hurriedly: "Now that the space has been blocked by us, they have been temporarily suppressed, all fellow Daoists, hurry up and kill them completely!"

After speaking, his figure flickered and floated into the air, remotely controlling the huge folding fan, and said, "White Feather Mountain and River Fan, go!"

The white feather mountain and river fan is as white as jade, and tens of thousands of rolling mountains and mountains suddenly appear on its fan surface, and thousands of turbulent rivers and lakes appear, they are thick and changeable, penetrating every inch of the void, and imprisoning Li Qingming and others on the spot.

This "White Feather Mountain and River Fan" originally belonged to the cold ancestors, the ancestors of mountains and rivers. It is a top-level innate spirit treasure, and its main function is actually to seal the void.

First of all, Leng Bing Han first arranged a space magic circle on the periphery, and now he sacrificed this treasure and fully activated it, and the double space was imprisoned, which can be seen from his cautious nature.

Many creatures all faithfully fulfilled Leng Binghan's order, urging the various magic weapons in their hands to blast forward, wanting to kill Li Qingming and them all here.

"Bang!"

Although the brute bull couldn't get up, the momentum of the peak realm of the early stage of the sub-saint was enough to stop these spiritual treasures.

"Lord Leng, quickly urge the bowl that Lord Hun Tian gave you, our magic weapon will not be effective at all!" A black-clothed monk, seeing that many spirit treasures were all blocked in the air by the momentum of the brute bull, hurriedly yelled at Leng Bing Han, and at the same time blasted the spirit treasure down again.

"Buzz!"

Leng Binghan glanced at the brute bull who was already able to raise his arm, his face changed, and he opened his mouth and spewed out a golden bowl.

The golden bowl was shocking, turning into a flash of light and falling, shattering the earth and shattering the heavens...... The glorious bowl turned everything to ashes, the blood was clouded, and the ghosts cried and howled!

The other people no longer left their hands, and they all frantically urged the spirit treasure in mid-air, which was full of brilliance, enveloping Li Qingming and the others below, drowning the space within a radius of ten miles.

Feeling the void that had been sealed, Li Qingming's eyes were cold when he was standing directly below the bowl!

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, the green blossoms behind Li Qingming flickered, and a brilliant purple divine light rushed into the sky, slashing out and stabbing towards the sky.

An incomparable purple light pierced the sky, clanging, although the bowl had already stepped into the ranks of the half-step innate treasure, but compared with this bitter bamboo spear, there was still a big gap, and only after being stabbed, cracks appeared.

"Damn!" Leng Binghan's face changed drastically, he didn't expect that this feather fan, together with the double forbidden power of the magic circle, still couldn't imprison Li Qingming. The veins on his forehead bulged, and he poured all the true yuan into the bowl.

"Buzz!"

With the blessing of the cold True Yuan, the bowl suddenly became larger, and its power suddenly increased, and it vibrated a majestic light wave, which was extremely fierce, wanting to completely engulf Li Qingming below.

"Dang!"

Li Qingming didn't look at the snatch and stabbed on the golden bowl, and the bowl that was already full of cracks was completely shattered with a wail after this blow, and the fragments of the golden bowl suddenly flew back.

"Ahh

"My leg hurts me to death!"

Caught off guard, one after another screams came from the cold camp, and from time to time someone was hit by the golden bowl fragments, causing muscle damage and broken bones.

Li Qingming took the opportunity to fly up and stabbed at the white feather mountain and river fan of the negative pressure sky.

"Poof!"

A crisp cracking sound sounded, and the snow-white jade-like folding fan was poked out of a big hole by Li Qingming, and at the same time, the strange spatial fluctuations dissipated, and the power of the confined space within a radius of ten miles was suddenly reduced by more than half.

"Leng Binghan, dare to calculate us, I draft the uncle!"

Below, Li Qingquan and the three of them, who had just broken free from the shackles of space, were furious, and they were less full of evil energy, like a demon god in the dust, attacking one after another, and every time they attacked, the enemy would have casualties.

By now, the battle between the two parties was completely one-sided, and Leng Binghan and the others could no longer make any waves, so Li Qingming also withdrew from the fight, and the rest of the matter was completely handed over to Li Qingquan and others. (To be continued......)