The 100,000-foot frozen lake, outlining the vertical and horizontal gray streamers, rushed towards the Canglan Sword Array one after another.

Right now...

When the streamer on the lake intensifies, the sky above the 100,000-zhang lake, the night wind and clouds are turbulent, and in this sky, there are also streamers outlined.

The gray streamer that appeared in the sky echoed up and down with the streamer above the lake, outlining the speed and position exactly the same!

From the sky, there were also gray streamers rushing down, and the Canglan Sword Formation, the sword qi rose vertically and horizontally, and it also shrouded the sky.

In the center of the lake, Qin Feng stood in front of Nangong Yiren, who had turned into an ice sculpture, his brows furrowed slightly.

Those eyes, the flames danced.

He's looking for...

Find the guy who is hiding in the shadows and making a sound, this guy wants to use Nangong Yiren to gather aura.

Judging from this guy's previous words, this guy should have been observing for a long time, and he was able to judge from the growth rate of his cultivation that there was a person around him who was extremely compatible with the aura of heaven and earth.

And... He also found Nangong Yiren!

Merely... He was a little wrong.

Qin Feng's cultivation is growing fast, not entirely because of Nangong Yiren, but more because of himself.

One hundred and forty-four Canglan swords surrounded the sword array, blocking the gray streamer from a hundred zhang radius, no matter how the gray streamer from the same heaven and earth collided with the sword array, it would not be able to enter the hundred zhang square circle of Nangong Yiren.

"Why bother? You can block it for a while, but you can't stop it for a lifetime?! Your spiritual power will eventually run out, the old man said, just need to borrow her physique for a while, after the matter is completed, the old man promises to accept you as a disciple and give you more powerful power. ”

The eerie voice continued to echo across the lake, coming from all sides, making it difficult to determine the exact location.

After scanning around, I still didn't find the source of the sound.

Qin Feng's expression remained unchanged, his hand was slowly raised, and in the palm of his hand, there was a wisp of gray spiritual power, which was the power of the seal left from the three of Xuchang before.

"Go. ”

With a low voice, this gray spiritual power rushed towards the eastern snow peak.

Qin Feng did not hesitate at all, his body violently followed this gray spiritual power towards the eastern snow peak, swept out the Canglan Sword Formation with a radius of 100 zhang, and flicked his hand to his ear, a flash of golden light, with a golden hoop stick in his hand, running on this ice like a gale.

"Look for death!"

There was anger and a faint panic in that gloomy voice, and in an instant, all the gray streamers on the ice surface burst out, turning into gray light snakes with hideous faces, surging towards Qin Feng in an instant.

Qin Feng glanced at these gray light snakes rushing towards him, and with a slam step on his feet, his body soared into the sky like a cannonball.

This moment...

The gray light snake on the ice of the 100,000-zhang lake, as well as the gray light snake condensed in the sky, were united up and down, all of them opened their fangs and rushed towards Qin Feng.

"Give me a break!"

Not caring at all about the gray light snake coming from this heaven and earth, the golden hoop rod in Qin Feng's hand instantly turned into a thousand feet, and smashed down towards the eastern snow peak.

The golden hoop stick smashed directly from the half-waist of Xuefeng, boom!

This piece of heaven and earth shook suddenly.

Under Qin Feng's stick, half of the mountain was completely shattered, and at the same time, the light snake that descended from heaven and earth fell on Qin Feng's body in an instant.

The gray light bloomed in an instant!

And when the light dissipated, Qin Feng was still Qin Feng, and he was not damaged in the slightest.

"You... You!!"

The original voice was full of rage.

At this moment, Qin Feng was also the owner who saw this voice, and in the middle of the snow peak that was shattered by Qin Feng, there was an old man with a body like a rotten wood sitting cross-legged.

He was wearing an almost weathered gray linen robe, gray messy hair and beard, his whole body was like a withered wooden strip, skin and bones, thin and weak, and his body was filled with a very rich and dead air, which was almost withering at all times.

However, there was one thing that surprised Qin Feng.

Under his fiery eyes, Qin Feng saw the scene of this old man's dantian, his inner spiritual power had been completely exhausted, but he was absolutely not mistaken, there was a vortex of spiritual power in this old man's dantian, and in the whirlpool there was a primordial god sitting cross-legged.

Monk of the Void.

However, this old man is obviously long gone, according to the general process, I am afraid that he should have returned to the ruins thousands of years ago, and he forcibly held on until now, just to wait for this kind of opportunity, and wait for a person like Nangong Yiren to appear.

It's just that Qin Feng is very puzzled by another thing in his heart...

How could this cave void monk appear in the Cloud Water Realm, because it was obvious that this old man was not a monk in the Cloud Water Realm, and should have come from another interface.

"Ahem!!ahem!"

The withered old man coughed violently, gray-red blood spurted out, and the whole person was almost weathered at any moment, with a pair of wrinkled eyes, glaring at Qin Feng fiercely.

"Even if you find the old man's location, the life and death of the woman next to you is already in the hands of the old man, as long as the old man's mind moves, he can be wiped out in an instant"

The withered old man opened his mouth viciously, although he was weak, but he was using the secret method to forcibly prolong his life, he was too weak, and at this moment his strength could exert one percent, which was already the limit.

"Moreover, the old man advises you, it is better to be obedient, otherwise..."

Having said this, the withered old man raised his hand, and suddenly above the ice of the lake, gray streamers gathered, and an empty curtain appeared, and a picture gradually appeared in the empty curtain.

That's Yuzhou Xiancheng...

At this moment, the Immortal City, in just two hours after Qin Feng left, had completely fallen into a chaotic scene.

The original amiable old monk Guangyuan was like a demon at this time, but all those who stood in his way were killed, even the monks of the Xiaozhao Temple were not spared, and finally Song Lan, Luo Qinghan, Lin Yuechan, and Qin Chuxue on the sixteenth floor except for Yun Ling were all arrested.

At the top of the Tongxian Pavilion, behind the 'Guangyuan Monk' were the four women who were fixed by him, with a gray light flowing in their eyes, sweeping over the dense monks around the Tongxian Pavilion, with a look of contempt in their eyes.

At this moment, the Guangyuan monk is not the Guangyuan monk, but a wisp of the soul of the withered old man, this wisp of soul has long been hidden in the body of the Guangyuan monk, waiting for this day.

The old man's ability to create a soul split in a state of decay was already the limit of what he could do.

Above the east side of Tongxian Pavilion, a four-tailed white wolf, a gray-black wild boar, a wolf and a pig stood in the air, all looking at the 'Guangyuan monk' fiercely.

Especially the big black dog, baring his teeth, looked at Qin Chuxue behind the 'Guangyuan monk', with a look of anger and anger in his eyes.

"Dead bald donkey!"

And at this time, Zhu Bajie's pig's mouth moved slightly, and a sound did not enter the ears of the big black dog...

[Today and tomorrow, in the crazy manuscript, tomorrow after 12 o'clock in the evening, 0:30 in the morning on time to explode! It is expected to be 25,000-30,000 words!]

[Preview, the next plot, explode~!]