Hissing-

The horrific sound of freezing spreads!

Although Chu Qingqiu's attack hit Fang Junmei, all the monks nearby felt the extreme cold attack at this moment. The surface of their body was quickly covered by frost, as if they were about to freeze into an ice sculpture.

The mana operation is slow!

He was full of passion and cold!

Even the rotation of the mind and thoughts seemed to be frozen, and at this moment, it became slower and I didn't know what to react below.

A shocked feeling comes from my heart!

As soon as an expert takes action, he will know whether he has it or not. This is the strength of a spiritual monk!

...

Fang Junmei, who was the first to be blasted, felt that the dark clouds were shrouded in her mind, as if death was about to come, and terrifying pressure came over.

Chu Qingqiu's palm is just the most common slap, and it makes people feel terrifying that the world will be destroyed.

There was only this palm in Fang Jun's eyebrows and eyes. The outside world seemed to disappear, and frost on his body was spreading rapidly.

drink--

Two balls of light burst into eyes.

Fortunately, Fang Junmei was prepared before taking action, and even experienced the influence of the trip to the Central Holy Land. She shouted loudly and stepped out.

Swish!

The figure disappeared out of thin air and appeared more than a hundred miles away, and actually avoided the attack of the supreme monk.

...

"Do you think you can escape like this?"

A cold and cold voice came from behind, accompanied by an extremely cold breath. I had seen Fang Junmei use Tianbutong before, without any surprise.

Silently, Chu Qingqiu had already arrived behind Fang Junmei and still slapped her with a palm.

quick!

Too fast!

Like a shadow!

And it seemed to have penetrated in advance, the next place after Fang Jun’s eyebrows and the sky-piercing step was connected!

...

Bang!

There was no more party to Fang Junmei's escape. This palm slapped Fang Junmei's back firmly, her clothes exploded, and the cold energy was poured into it.

puff!

Fang Junmei spurted out blood, and only felt the meridian bones in his body shattering rapidly at this moment, and frozen again, and the frost on his body was quickly covered.

call--

His throat was still moving forward, and his whole body was frozen quickly, wrapped in a thick layer of ice shell, with Fang Jun's eyebrows falling to the ground!

It's so strong.

Fang Jun's eyebrows and eyes were still staring at him, looking disbelief.

Chu Qingqiu did not take any action, looked down at Fang Jun's eyebrows, with white robe and white hair flying, her eyes full of coldness, and her murderous intent was unconcealed.

"The next time, I will smash your five small caves!"

After a moment, he snorted coldly and easily penetrated the virtual and real things in Fang Junmei's body!

...

Huhu--

More than a hundred miles away, there was also a sound of smashing the ground, and they were all frozen into a big ice lump, hitting the foot of the mountain.

Swish-

Chu Qingqiu came back again in a short time, and his figure flashed so much that it seemed as if dozens of phantom bodies had been transformed into, and he slapped them out with one palm.

Bang bang bang-

There was a sound of explosion.

The ice slag and blood splattered together.

Everyone was photographed and screamed and flew into the air.

...

When everyone was stationary, Chu Qingqiu had already entered the mountains again.

Although Yiren left, the terrifying attack was deeply imprinted in the minds of the cultivators, knowing that he was not dead, he was already showing mercy on the other party's subordinates.

They looked at each other, and their depressed expression completely appeared in their eyes.

It is unreasonable to ask for it, but it cannot be beaten. If you are entangled, it may be a word of death. The meaning of despair comes from your heart.

"well--"

Someone sighed, without saying a word, left in despair, and finally stopped looking.

With this person taking the lead, the other monks' minds collapsed and finally went their separate ways one after another. I don't know if they gave up temporarily or completely.

In the end, only the literary world is left.

After hesitating for a while, this person remembered to fly to Fang Junmei's direction and take a look at his situation.

...

A big pit was smashed in the mountains and fields!

In the pit, there is a large human-shaped ice lump with fluorescent light. The culprit like Fang Junmei must take special care.

At this moment, the chill in his body had not yet dissipated, and it was still frozen through his body, as if it was about to freeze to death. There was no time to smash the ice outside his body.

The cold spread, freezing the mountains and fields outside quickly!

After Wen Ruhai came, he didn't dare to get close. The extreme coldness was not something he could bear. He looked at it with a wry smile from afar.

...

Snap!

boom!

After a cup of tea, the ice shell outside finally exploded, and Fang Junmei burst out.

"Senior, it doesn't matter, are you?"

Wen Ruhai asked from afar.

"I can't die."

Fang Junmei replied in a hoarse voice, her face turned ashen, and her vocal cords were still stiff.

"Since that's the case, I will say goodbye first!"

Wen Ruhai bowed his hand.

When Fang Junmei heard this, she glanced at him and said lightly: "Are you going to give up?"

Wen Ruhai looked ashamed, but immediately became firm again, and said, "Although I have retreated today, I have decided to succeed in practicing Taoism in the future, so I will definitely find the Mu Ling tribe to get the debt back."

The voice is strong and powerful.

This young monk who had just grown up looked like a young monk, shining brightly at this moment.

Fang Junmei glanced at him in surprise. In the future era of cultivation, is there any kid named Wen Ruhai?

...

Wen Ruhai said goodbye and left.

Fang Junmei sat on the frost-free mountain grass, taking out the pill and taking it, while looking at the towering Tianlao Mountain in front of him, with a complex and solemn expression.

He is not Wen Ruhai, what he wants is not to take revenge in the future. If Yang Xiaokuan is alive, he will be alive now and always be alive.

He had to figure out whether Yang Xiaoman was captured by the Mu Ling clan.

Judging from the final murderous intent, Fang Junmei had no doubt at all. If he continued to slam, Chu Qingqiu would really kill him.

"Who is the same Tianbutong monk... how could her reaction be so fast? How could she know so quickly where I will appear next? How did she do it?"

Fang Jun's eyebrows were confused, of course he would not think that the other party was following him by luck.

"When the fight just now, another new spiritual sense was sweeping over me. Although it was powerful, it had not reached the level of the True Lord of Huanri and others. It should be another disciple of the Great Master of Xianli."

The mind changes again, but these two questions are obviously not important.

What’s important is, what should Fang Junmei do now?
To be continued...