Chapter 237: The Plains of Ice Wind

After feeling that more than 20 foundation building monks came, Zheng Dong decided to move some real things and no longer drag it out, he has always relied on ** cultivation to swing the knife strongly, and the knife technique is only a simple chopping and picking, although with the strong ** strength and the strong true yuan will practice the basic knife to the peak and return to the realm of the basics, but the basic knife skills are the foundation, and the inhuman powerhouse who wants to build the foundation of the ninth-order body method is still far behind.

Zheng Dong's figure suddenly stepped back to widen the distance between him and the other party, and then he slowly raised the blade, and as his blade was raised, the ninth-order cultivator on the opposite side suddenly felt that the entire heaven and earth had disappeared, and a huge divine mountain was rapidly rising in front of him.

A great terror rose in the heart of the fierce blade monk, and he tried to escape but found that his body was trembling by the huge momentum of the sacred mountain, and he couldn't even move his little finger despite all his might.

At this time, those monks who came later also stopped, and the only one in the team who was a foundation building Great Perfection powerhouse suddenly exclaimed: "The Ancient Body Cultivation Secret Technique that contains Dao Rhyme. ”

As soon as he finished saying this, Zheng Dong's Tiger Demon Sword had already slashed down, and the entire million-zhang high Divine Mountain that the Fierce Blade Clan stranger suddenly felt collapsed, he wanted to escape and scream, but in the end he couldn't do anything, and finally the whole person was buried by the poured Divine Mountain.

And in the eyes of those monks later, Zheng Dong's Tiger Spirit Demon Knife was obviously far away from that person, but under the use of an invisible position, the ninth-order monk of the Fierce Blade Clan's Foundation Building Foundation suddenly exploded into a cloud of blood mist, not counting, where Zheng Dong's Demon Knife fell, it suddenly burst dozens of hair-like cracks, and those diffuse blood mist were suddenly sucked into the Tiger Spirit Demon Knife and disappeared.

As the leader of the later group of monks, the face of the foundation building monk became very ugly for a moment, and after looking around, he said astringently: "Hu is no longer participating in this operation, so you can do whatever you want." After saying this, he didn't even wait for everyone to react, turned around and left.

As soon as they saw that the leading foundation building Dzogchen monks had all run away, the rest of the people didn't dare to stay. I didn't see that the other party killed the fierce blade clan powerhouse of the ninth order of Zhuji in seconds with just one move, although they didn't know what the secret technique of Dao Yun body cultivation was, but they knew what the black lines smashed out of the demon knife in the end were, it was clearly a gap in the space crack, and tearing the space was a means only had by the ancestor of Jindan, which also showed that the power of the other party's blow had reached the strength of Jindan, and these people were more or less crushed when they went up.

Looking at the twenty or so foundation building monks who were instantly dispersed as birds and beasts, Zheng Dong secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, in fact, his body didn't even have the strength to move, and he could only barely use the power of the purple green wind and thunder wings to float in the air.

The second limit of the landslide stunt he had only experienced when he was dreaming of the Guòkun Snake. In reality, it was the first time to perform, and as a result, he made the mistake of the original storm, and his spirit and spirit were all cut out with a knife, although the power was so powerful that it could be comparable to a blow from the early monks of Jindan, but it also made Zheng Dong completely lose his combat effectiveness, if those foundation building monks did not flee and chose to rush up, Zheng Dong would be completely tragic, and he would not die when he died, so he would have to give up half of his yang life.

"Brother Dong. The little brother's admiration for you is like an endless ocean of seawater, and he actually used the early stage of foundation building to send a broken void blow, this kind of combat power has already caught up with my old man, but next time you still have some strength. Your blow was so strong that even the storage treasure on his body was annihilated, you must know that this is a ninth-order foundation cultivator, and there must be a lot of valuable things on his body. Hao Yuntong said with a winkled eyebrow in front of Zheng Dong, who came on a junior ride.

"Don't talk nonsense there. They have plundered their treasures, and they have let us go, and we have not taken our lives. Zheng Dong said in a calm tone with an expressionless face, making it impossible to see through his reality at all.

I heard Zheng Dong say this. Hao Yuntong immediately lifted the ban on everyone one by one and let them leave, and the dizziness in the minds of these foundation building monks only faded not long after, and they rushed towards the way they came, and none of them dared to stop and look back at Zheng Dong, at this time Zheng Dong had soared to the same status as Jindan Ancestor in their hearts.

After seeing everyone disappear without a trace, Zheng Dong hurriedly floated down on Xiao San's body, and took out the rejuvenating pill and swallowed it, at this time Hao Yuntong saw that Zheng Dong was wrong, and suddenly a cold sweat broke out, if there was no Zheng Dong, under the siege of more than 20 foundation building monks, he would not even be able to escape!

Xiao San while flying, Zheng Dong recuperated again, after the lack of air threat, the flight speed of the three eagles dripping blood was extremely fast, and they could fly out of two thousand miles each hour, but after five hours, Zheng Dong and they were less than a thousand miles away from their destination, and Zheng Dong was also recovering from the overdraft state at this time.

It is strange to say that it is still a scene of birds singing and flowers in the hot summer, but entering the jurisdiction of Icewind City, it is like suddenly entering the cold winter of Icewind City, not only the temperature has dropped by seventy or eighty degrees, but the wind above the nine heavens is dozens of times fierce, even Xiao San can only fly to a height of thousands of feet above the ground, once it rises to a height of ten thousand zhang in the sky, it will also be frozen into an ice sculpture in an instant.

It's just that the temperature in the outer periphery has been as low as minus forty degrees, and the further you fly inside, the lower the temperature becomes, and it's also a shame that the people who live on Yingzhou Immortal Island are all monks, if you are an ordinary person, you will be frozen to death in an instant just in the periphery.

In fact, because of the extremely cold weather, eighty percent of them are aliens of one race in Ice Wind City, they are the Yeti Clan, a natural drought-resistant nation, and the other two layers are all monks of each race, who have cultivated Qi and have achieved the Great Perfection or above, after all, for half of the races, only when they have reached the level of Qi Cultivation Great Perfection or above, can they not be afraid of the low temperature of the Ice Wind Plain.

After Xiao San flew for nearly an hour, Zheng Dong and the others finally came to the sky above Icewind Valley, and under the dual attack of extreme cold and Gangfeng, Xiao San's speed was significantly slower than before.

Zheng Dong and the two looked condescendingly, Icewind Valley was like a downed gourd shape, and the ancient Xiu Cave Mansion marked on the map was located at the bottom of the gourd, and a layer of hazy yellow light was shrouded above Icewind Valley, which was the forbidden sky circle that Zheng Dong had seen, and at the entrance of Icewind Valley stood two strangers with extremely tall figures, covered in white hair, and covered in bark cloaks, who were obviously the owners of the Icewind Plains, the "Snowman Clan".

Zheng Dong drove the three eagles to rush down quickly, and when they were less than a hundred zhang away from the other party, Zheng Dong fell down in the frightened gaze of the other party, like a piece of weightless feather, Zheng Dong fluttered two feet in front of the two of them, and looked at each other curiously. (To be continued......)

ps: Yesterday's Dragon Boat Festival, I went to my father-in-law's house for the holiday, delayed for a day, the day of the same celebration all over the world, just let Xiaoyan give himself a day off, all Taoist friends have a good time on the Dragon Boat Festival, there are several kinds of zongzi at home...... Thank you very much here for the precious two votes vs Xiaoyao, as well as the reward from his wind friends, Xiaoyan gathered his mood and continued to work hard to code words, and still thank you for your support