Wei Youqing's arms were full of strength in the blink of an eye, and under the bulging muscle pressure, the silver needles in the two machine brackets shot out. It was also silent, with an invisible killing intent, and the tip of the needle was nailed together with the silver needle from the opposite side.

The silver needles are staggered, making a "ding" sound like a mosquito and a fly, but it is exceptionally clear in this howling cold wind.

The silver needles of both sides were withdrawn at the same time, and Wei Youqing was secretly frightened. If the other party's cultivation exceeded his expectations, he wouldn't feel strange, but this silver needle's unique stunt was not inferior to young Qingyun in the slightest.

And now in this bad weather, both sides need to repair to suppress the silver needles to ensure that these silver needles as thin as silk threads will not be blown away by the wind, from this point of view, the strength of the other party is far beyond the young clouds.

"You're a poisonous dragon?" Wei Youqing asked tentatively, feeling a little indignant in his heart, "It turns out that this old ghost is not dead, but he is not dead but refuses to show his face, which makes the third uncle of the year feel so guilty all the time, thinking that he killed the master......"

The other party was silent, and above the sky, there was only the roar of the north wind whistling.

"The poisonous dragon is dead, but it's not dead." The old man said lonely, "The old man said this, can Wei Gongzi understand?" ”

Wei Youqing's heart moved, and he said: "Third Uncle Nian said that his most beloved master was eaten by poisonous ants. Could it be ...... Is it only the flesh that dies? ”

When Wei Youqing spoke, he had already found the traces of the old man, he moved his body instantly, and he was in front of the old man in a blink of an eye.

A swarthy figure stood in the cold wind, his clothes thin like a layer of paper. It's just that this layer of paper is the same as Wei Youqing, and it doesn't move at all. But this is even more surprising than Wei Youqing.

Wei Youqing was wearing a heavy robe, which had its own weight, but the old man's robe looked light and fluttering, but he could not move in the cold wind that seemed to be able to overturn everything and uproot the hundred-year-old tree.

The old man's long gray hair is shawl, and his long hair is also not moving, which seems to be better than Wei Youqing, although Wei Youqing's hair is also immovable, but Wei Youqing's long hair is tied up.

The old man's long gray hair was like withered grass, and it was unkempt over his shoulders, and the hair in front of him covered half of his face. Wei Youqing's eyes have always been able to see things at night, but at this moment, he was horrified to find that the half of the old man's face was actually a skeleton! In the seven orifices of this skeleton, crimson ants come and go.

These crimson ants sensed the fluctuation of someone's breath in front of them, and suddenly flew together in the direction of Wei Youqing like arrows. Wei Youqing's figure retreated rapidly, and where he was standing just now, a red ball had already appeared.

The ball quickly pressed towards Wei Youqing, and Wei Youqing could even see the dense little eyes shining red inside the ball.

"It's poisonous ants," Wei Youqing thought secretly. He is not afraid of poisonous ants, and he can burn to death with a fire. But the man in front of him must have known that he could deal with these poisonous ants, but he wanted to release them, and he was afraid that he would use fire.

The mountain wind is cold, and if someone wants to do something bad, the best weapon is fire. Wei Youqing thought of this, pinched his hands, and the cold air suddenly spread from his body, freezing all around.

In an instant, the surrounding mountains, rivers and trees were all hung with beautiful ice cubes, and the old man in front of him suddenly froze.

The old man didn't seem to know how to deal with Wei Youqing's rapidly spreading chill, and his body was instantly frozen. Wei Youqing was glad that he had not been fooled, and stretched out his arms, intending to use the silver needle on his wrist to destroy the frozen ant ball.

Suddenly, the skeleton behind the ant ball had a blue light flashing on its body, piercing through the ice and hitting Wei Youqing. Wei Youqing's cloak flicked, and the purple qi filled the air, dispersing those blue lights.

But then Wei Youqing noticed a trace of dead air in the dissipated blue light. With the stench of rotting corpses, it spreads everywhere.

As the blue light spreads, the surrounding snow melts, and the melted snow turns red, like blood, and the plants and trees turn to ash wherever the red snow passes.

Wei Youqing looked at all this with wide eyes, he secretly complained, the poisonous dragon's move was clearly to use his own hands to exterminate Wanquan Mountain.

Wei Youqing raised his hand and pointed at it, and the cold air instantly erupted from his hands, and those blue light spots and the red snow water that had been melted froze again, and the grass and trees no longer withered.

As the cold became heavier and heavier, more and more blue points of light burst out and spread around.

"This is the dead breath emitted by poisonous dragons and poisonous ants when they are frozen." Wei Youqing secretly thought, his heart was agitated, the poisonous dragon had already died, and the poisonous dragon at this moment was just a puppet in the hands of the monkey clan that occupied the Chu Forest.

Wei Youqing's hands were sealed, and dozens of bright red blood lines quickly formed in his palms and sent forward, quickly forming a round purple ball of light, encircling the poisonous dragon and the poisonous ants inside.

The blue dots of light continued to hug out from the frozen bodies of the poisonous dragon and the poisonous ants, only to be bounced off by the purple light curtain and trapped inside this purple ball of light.

There are more and more blue light spots, like fireflies, flickering in this purple ball of light. The blue light spots are gathering more and more, and there is a great danger of breaking the purple light ball.

Wei Youqing had no choice but to cast a spell again to pull the ball of light larger, and thicken the ball of light. I saw that inside the thick purple qi, there were dense blue points of light, which looked indescribably weird under this dark sky.

Wei Youqing restrained the ball of light and hung it from a tree. He thought proudly that in this human world, except for the evil god of ice and fire, no one could open the prohibition he had placed.

Except for the Evil God of Ice and Fire. Wei Youqing silently recited it in his heart. Wei Youqing stood proudly in the treetops, looking at the purple ball of light below him. The underworld death qi in that ball of light can destroy the entire Wanquan Mountain.

Wei Youqing just wanted to see if this evil god of ice and fire, who had destroyed the ice and fire world, now dared to risk the condemnation of the world, and when their father and son had been relegated to the human world, they still dared to rely on the vast power of the gods to continue to plague the human world.

After waiting for a full hour, the empty mountain was silent, only the sound of the cold wind whistling by. Wei Youqing breathed a sigh of relief, and seemed to be fine. But the uneasiness in Wei Youqing's heart expanded in circles, permeating his chest.

Wei Youqing grabbed it with his backhand, and the purple ball of light flew towards his hand quickly. In the dark night, this purple ball of light emitted the same purple brilliance as Wei Youqing's mask.

Suddenly, Wei Youqing's violet mask was full of purple light, and behind the ball of light, there was a black three-edged thorn, and with the ball of light, under the dim black night, it was silent, and even looked invisible on the surface.

Wei Youqing's heart froze, and the mask instantly spread to his entire face, up to his neck. Continue to extend downwards. A dark purple shield quickly formed in front of him.

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