What a terrifying evil spirit!"

Ancestor Hanxue felt a chill in his heart, when did Tiangang Dao Sect have such a cultivator, and they didn't seem to be weak.

"This seat has said that Xuelong Mountain will be removed today!"

Han Feng drank coldly, a snow dragon wandered around the body of the ancestor on the snow, and asked the peak of the momentum to gradually climb up on his body.

"One late stage and four early stage also want to destroy my Snow Dragon Mountain! I'm not ashamed! Today, this old man will show you what the power of the peak is!"

The Taoist on the snow suddenly took out a snow-white long sword and chopped it down at Han Feng and his party.

"Sect Master! I'll deal with him!"

The golden-haired lion king turned into a male lion again, and charged directly at the Taoist on the snow.

"I'll help you!"

Lu Ban controlled the mecha and rushed to the ancestors on the snow, and then a Rubik's Cube appeared in Lu Ban's hand. As the Rubik's Cube turned, one after another asked level puppets appeared in an instant. These puppets have different shapes, those with knives and swords. Yes, and far-reaching ones...

All of a sudden, the ancestors on the snow instantly faced the dilemma of being surrounded by more than a dozen monks.

But asking the peak is asking the peak. In the face of Lu Ban, the Golden Lion King joined forces, and he was able to withstand the attack of a dozen puppets.

"Old guy, you and I will fight!"

Han Feng said to Han Xue Patriarch with a smile.

"Don't be mad! Junior, watch the drums!"

A strange drum appeared in the hands of the ancestors of Han Xue. Han Feng thought that this drum was an attacking magic weapon.

But who knew that the old ancestor Han Xue threw the big drum and hit Han Feng. It was a world of fairy and devil, and there were all kinds of wonderful things.

"I said old guy, are you going to sing a big show with a drum on your back? Otherwise, you will abandon your cultivation, and then Tiangang Daozong will hire you to sing a big show in the sect?

As long as you sing well, there will be rewards!"

Han Feng said sarcastically, Han Xue's face was flushed with anger, and he started drinking.

"Junior, you are courting death!"

"Yo...yo! I'm angry! Old bastard, this seat has long wanted to kill your shriveled grandson!"

Don't fight Han Xue, Han Feng nagging.

"Look at the old bastard, doesn't this sword look like a drowning dog. Look at you, I like your gnashing and helpless expression.

But you are so thick-skinned, it seems a bit insulting to the Reservoir Dogs."

Han Feng's voice was like a nightmare spell, making Ancestor Han Xue's heart unstoppable.

......

Bai Qi and Cheng Yaojin were facing a late-questioning powerhouse, and the magic weapon in the hands of the late-questioning Xuelongshan powerhouse was a huge mirror.

The precious light in the mirror flowed, constantly transforming into various birds and beasts to fight against Bai Qi and Cheng Yaojin, but he had already fallen behind.

Although the birds and beasts in his mirror were not weak, they all reached the initial level of asking questions, but Bai Qi and Cheng Yaojin were too perverted.

It can almost kill those illusions in seconds.

......

"Eat my trick! Bullet rain streamer!"

Lu Ban shouted loudly, and behind all the puppets appeared a missile box.

As soon as the missile appeared, the terrifying aura suppressed the entire space. These missiles were all magic weapons. Luban made them according to the principle of self-destruction by monks. The power is huge! Especially the complicated runes depicted on it are flaring with destruction. breath.

"Three! Two! One! Beautiful and dazzling! Fireworks bloom! Hehehe! Avoid the blond old iron!"

Lu Ban said with a smile to the golden lion king, the golden lion king gave Lu Ban a roll of eyes. What a blond old iron.

But he still dodged swiftly to the side.

Hundreds of missiles were fired. It was densely packed, like raindrops falling.

Boom!!!

A terrifying explosion sounded, and irregular mushroom clouds appeared in the sky.

The smoke of gunpowder dissipated, and the embarrassed figure of the ancestor on the snow came out.

"Huh? Still alive...??"

Lu Ban said in surprise, the ancestor of the snow stared at Lu Ban with a murderous intent in his eyes,

"Junior, bully me like this! Die!"

A sword light roared towards Lu Ban, and the golden-haired lion king's complexion changed greatly.

"No, this old guy is going to work hard!"

"Roar......!!"

The golden lion king turned into a male lion again, and a powerful aura erupted from his body.

"Trapped Formation · Binding!"

Lu Ban shouted loudly, a Rubik's Cube appeared in his hand, and as his hand turned the Rubik's Cube, a formation enveloped the ancestors on the snow.

"Sleepy old man? Dreaming! Break it for me!"

The ancestors on the snow shouted loudly, and the sword energy was vertical and horizontal! Kacha......

The powerful formation was shattered in an instant.

"Block it together, Golden Retriever!"

An energy shield appeared in front of the mecha in Lu Ban's hand, and the golden lion king opened his mouth and roared, and the sound wave turned into a powerful force.

......

Han Feng and Ancestor Han Xue both had a hard time fighting. Ancestor Han Xue's eyes were flushed, but he didn't have anyone else... He was angry with Han Feng.

He felt that if he didn't solve Han Feng again, he probably wouldn't be beaten to death by Han Feng, but rather mad.

"Old bastard, you can't stand it anymore, then this seat will give you a sword to cut off the turtle shell!"

The sword in Han Feng's hand moved, booming!! The blood of the ancient gods flowed in Han Feng's body, and then,

"The first change in Tiangang! Incarnations are thousands!"

Thirty-six Han Feng appeared in an instant, facing Han Xue Patriarch with a sword, Han Xue Patriarch's complexion changed greatly.

shouted quickly,

"Ancestor Xuejiao please come out!"

His voice resounded throughout Xuelong Mountain, and thirty-six Han Feng made him completely into despair.

However, Han Feng was shocked. Could it be that the ancient legend is true? Snow Dragon Mountain also has a mountain-protecting snow dragon that returns to the virtual realm?

"Ugh......"

A vicissitudes of life sounded,

"Everything has a certain number, life and death are fate, Xuelong Mountain, the number of qi is exhausted..."

As the voice fell, the ancestors of Han Xue had already fallen under Han Feng's sword.

And the powerhouse who asked about the late stage also turned into a cold corpse in the hands of Bai Qi and Cheng Yaojin.

The fragments of the mirror magic weapon fell down... The entire Xuelong Mountain is now only the ancestor of the snow.

Hundreds of thousands of Xuelong Mountain disciples looked at the sky above the sect.

"I, Snow Dragon Mountain... will perish!"

A white-haired half-step asked the strong man and sighed.

"What exactly happened?"

"Why is Xuelong Mountain like this?"

"Ask the ancestors...fallen!"

A group of disciples were discussing.

"Do not commit suicide."

Many elders of the primordial spirit level shook their heads, Xuelong Mountain has indeed been clearly exhausted over the years, and it is ridiculous that the ancestors who asked about it completely ignored it.

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