Take one step forward.

The winds and clouds are surging and the heaven and earth are changing.

The body of Lord Wei Han is surrounded by the light blue ice magic.

In the blink of an eye, it has occupied half of the blue sky.

The gaze is like a divine fire, burning like a blazing torch, intertwined with the ice magic to form majestic steam.

His face was full of calmness and smile, as if the devil on the other side was already a turtle in the urn.

Of course, the Great Elder also sensed the blood evil energy of the red-haired monk, but there is no boundary between good and evil. The other party came from the Yuyan Dojo, and always tried to sell Tianyang Shenzong a bit thinly, but now Pei Jia Sheng pointed it out in person.

, he couldn't continue to block it, otherwise he really thought that the Pei family would rely on the Tianyang Shenzong for help.

"His strength has improved again."

Pei Mingru, who was in black robe, looked at Lord Weihan who was walking at the front in a deep voice.

Pei Yezheng's eyes turned back from the Great Elder. The three elders had different expressions. The Great Elder stopped shouting at first, but it was not until the demonic cultivator on the other side showed his evil aura that he stopped. He pondered and did not stop him anymore.

The black-robed elder frowned.

The old ancestor with white beard and hair still looked drowsy, and seemed to have no reaction to this demonic cultivator who was exposed like a direct descendant of the cultivator.

Only the monks at the hundredth table had different expressions, some were surprised, astonished, appalled, astonished...

Didn't seem to think of it.

The so-called genius of Tianyang Shenzong actually possesses such a strong blood-killing demonic aura. It is like a bottomless black sky, with blood shining like lightning and roaring like thunder, like a deep and dark sky stream.

"That one is..."

Pei Shaoyou hurriedly asked the monk not far from him.

Pei Yezheng said: "Ancestor Weihan."

"One of the geniuses of the sect. Two hundred years ago, he defeated the genius of the ancient temple and defeated the successor of the secret word of the Great Galaxy Palace. If it were not for the lack of Dao body, I am afraid he would have become one of the candidate Dao disciples. I heard

For the past hundred years, Uncle Weihan has been in seclusion, and I didn't expect to see him today."

"Venerable Weihan?!" Pei Shaoyou was surprised.

This uncle is famous for being domineering.

How can I tolerate others questioning me?

Although I don’t know what my uncle’s current state is, compared with the geniuses of Tianyang Shenzong, my uncle is definitely better.

Pei Shaoyou was safe again, grinning. He almost forgot that this was the Pei family, and even the eldest elder could not stop his uncle in such circumstances.

as expected.

Not only did the great elder not continue to speak, the two elders beside him also rolled up their sleeves.

On the other hand, the Demon Cultivator at the opposite corner of Yaotai had a livid face and a serious look.

That's right. Even if the other party is also a venerable monk, what can you do in such a scenario? To defend your origin, you should show your proud background, or you can submit and beg for mercy.

But no matter which one it is, they are happy to see it succeed.

Tu Shanjun's black and red eyes looked at the tall monk who was striding closer. The man was indeed very young. The wind and frost had not left any traces on his body, and the soaring cold air seemed to freeze the blue sky of this blessed land. The cold pressure

Come, just like the coming of winter.

Even if there is no wind, you can still feel the roar.

Tu Shanjun raised his hand to stop Xu Sanniang behind him.

It was precisely because he had never underestimated the shamelessness of the clan that he showed up.

For a moment just now, he actually felt that Mr. Pei might really be reasonable and return the spirit sword and the remains.

If the other party really does this, he will never hold Bisu Zhenjun responsible for killing his main soul body.

He will not seek any trouble from Mr. Pei.

but,

He was wrong.

Most clans have no mercy for other monks.

When they feel that others are not strong, they will not listen to their opinions at all.

Tu Shanjun looked directly at the other party and said, "Is this the arrogance of the great clan?"

"By saying that the other party is a demon, in the name of exterminating demons and defending the Way, you can position yourself on the side of justice. Whether I am a demon has nothing to do with you, and whether you are on the right path has nothing to do with me."

Venerable Wei Han laughed loudly, as if he was laughing at the man's naivety.

Then with a smile on his face, he said calmly: "My Taoist friend killed people without any calculation, and was full of demonic energy. Although I, Mr. Pei, have never claimed to be righteous, I can't bear to see the people suffer. Now I am just doing justice for heaven."

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"If fellow Taoist is captured without mercy, I am willing to leave you with a complete body!"

"Frost and cold water!"

He said that, but he didn't mean to hold back at all.

Mana flowed through the meridians, and the aura of intelligence was suddenly released. The winter aura that was originally as cold as frost stretched its branches and leaves like a towering tree carved from the ice and snow of heaven and earth.

The leaves turned into streaks of frost and cold swords, intertwining into an ice hell.

boom.

Tushanjun's feet collapsed half an inch.

Ice-capped snowflakes fell beside themselves.

Without a moment's hesitation, Xu Sanniang was sent behind her to the side, her magic power forming a scarlet light shield. Just as Tushanjun took action, countless ice and snow from the Ice Hell had piled down, instantly submerging his body.

Xu Sanniang, who was escorted out of the spell range by magic power, did not panic at all.

Holding tightly the small flag in the sleeve robe, the magic power of the Great True Lord merged into the Taoist soldiers.

In front of my eyes, frost and snow covered my sight, blocking my spiritual consciousness from circling.

Even Xu Sanniang, who was in charge of the Taoist soldiers, felt her heart sink and felt frightened.

Venerable Weihan of the Pei family did not speak out in advance at all, but had already twisted his skills and cast spells, and only opened his mouth to attract their attention when the spells and magical powers were about to take shape.

No wonder this spell is so powerful.

Even Brother Tushan, who was able to compete with the later Venerables, was buried in the snow.

"Brother Tushan?"

Xu Sanniang said in a deep voice.

The icy hell-like vision in front of him was still shrinking, and the storm formed by the falling snow was like a machine that wanted to chop off all human flesh and blood. The black-robed elder on the high seat sighed, and Pei Jiasheng's magical power took shape.

After that, even late-stage sages would be in trouble, wondering how that person could crack it.

Venerable Weihan's face showed a proud look.

All large-scale magic spells and magical powers require twisting and sealing, and this process is likely to be very long. However, many battles can be resolved in an instant, especially the Venerable. Therefore, many large-scale magic spells cannot be used in the battle at all.

Expand.

The fighting skills between the venerables mostly rely on Taoist soldiers and their own magical powers.

This does not mean that large-scale spells have no effect. Many times, the moment large-scale spells are used, they can determine the outcome of the situation.

No matter how it was used, at least he used it.

Venerable Weihan had foreseen that the genius from the Tianyang Divine Sect would struggle to resist, and then he would have to use the sect's protective equipment, say harsh words, and then leave in despair.

He even felt that under the ice hell, the other party might not be able to use such a treasure at all.

"We have all witnessed the power of the Ice Hell." the great elder said softly.

However, there was no joy or pleasure in his eyes, and even his brows were furrowed.

The purpose of his words was not to praise Venerable Wei Han, but to tell the two people beside him that the trapped monk had a close relationship with Venerable Yuyan.

"I heard that Venerable Yuyan and the inner sect of the Tianyang Divine Sect don't deal with each other."

The old man with white beard and hair turned his head to look.

The great elder was startled and said in a deep voice: "What do you mean, Uncle Clan?"

"I don't mean anything else." The old man lowered his head and said no more.

The black-robed monk said: "As long as we don't get involved in the fight between the inner sect and the outer sect of the Tianyang Divine Sect, it will be fine."

The great elder nodded slightly, he also meant the same thing.

How to grasp this degree without involving the other party is a problem.

The most important thing is the matter of Sanniang.

They didn't want to say much about the inside story. They originally wanted Sanniang to retreat in the face of difficulties, but they didn't expect that Xu Sanniang had actually cultivated to this level and came to Qingming Mountain.
To be continued...