Hearing this sound, Xue Qing and others were shocked.
Their spiritual thoughts had dispersed long ago, but they were not aware of the existence of any breath at all.
This sound is really abrupt.
Xue Qing suddenly pulled out a four-edged bloody blade and scanned the surroundings with his eyes, "Who is there? Stop pretending and come out!"
"I am Xue Qing, the blood spirit vein of Xuanming Ghost Valley!"
However, before he could finish his voice, a figure appeared vaguely in the wind and snow in front of Sesshu.
The white clothes are stirring, and they are as airy as immortals.
"You...who are you!"
Seeing Ling Tian appear, everyone in the Xuanming Ghost Valley was startled. They didn't recognize this person at all. What was even more terrifying was that they didn't sense any aura from this person.
It's as if this person and this world are integrated into one.
"Haha, who am I!? Didn't we meet at Wangxue Tower seven days ago?"
Ling Tian faced the wind independently and smiled calmly.
"Seven days ago? You...you were the pockmarked Martial Emperor!"
Xue Qing was startled, full of disbelief, "No, how is this possible!? Could it be that you have disguised yourself!?"
"No! Senior brother, look at this man's face, how does he look like Ling Tian who left Jiuxiao Yunhai Pavilion?!"
However, someone from Xuanming Ghost Valley immediately recognized Ling Tian.
"What? Ling Tian!"
Xue Qing stared hard, and then his pupils shrank suddenly, his face full of fear, "Oh, you Ling Tian actually came to the Northern Territory?"
"No, run away quickly!"
However, Xue Qing has already felt the murderous intention that is gradually rising in Ling Tian. He knows how terrifying Ling Tian is. In the Xuanming Ghost Valley, perhaps only the two geniuses with the ancient Taichu martial soul can compete with him. Now
His brother Xue You is not here, so he can only run!
As soon as the voice fell, Xue Qing grabbed the two Guigu disciples beside him and threw them at Ling Tian. Then blood mist burst out all over his body, and he actually used the blood escape method and suddenly disappeared on the snow boat.
But the other Guigu disciples didn't have the intention to kill people, so they fled in all directions with a bang.
"Haha, escape? Can you escape?"
With a bang, the two disciples thrown by Xue Qing exploded, and then Ling Tian's figure flashed and appeared thousands of feet away.
Whoosh!
A big hand condensed with vitality suddenly stretched out, tearing through the wind and snow, crushing the void, and then grabbed a screaming bloody figure in its hand.
"ah!!!"
"Let me go, Ling Tian! I am a disciple of Guigu and a genius of the Blood Spirit Lineage. If you touch me, not only will my brother not be able to spare you, but I, the ancestor of the Xue family, will definitely not let you go either!"
"If you let me go now, I promise to forget the past and never cause any trouble to you!"
Being pinned tightly by Ling Tian's big hand, Xue Qing tried his best but couldn't break free. Only then did he understand how terrifying this legendary genius was.
"Really? But I, Ling Tian, have never liked threats. No matter how profound your background is, it has nothing to do with me, Ling Tian!"
"Since you have murderous intentions towards me, you will not be able to escape death today!"
Ling Tian was unmoved, the vitality condensed into a big hand, still squeezing crazily.
Xue Qing's face was extremely red at this time, and his whole body was about to explode. The Martial Emperor rose into the sky. Even with the blessing of the Taichu Martial Spirit, he was helpless and whined crazily.
"Ling Tian! You are seeking death!"
"Even if I die, I will wait for you on the road to hell to see how you will be killed by me, Xuanming Ghost Valley!"
"Let's wait and see!"
Bang!
However, as soon as Xue Qing's voice fell, he was directly crushed by Ling Tian's big hand. The blood stained the wind and snow, and not even the whole body was left.
Reaching out to put away Xue Qing's Taichu Martial Spirit, storage ring and other items, Ling Tian dodged back to Xiao Qing's back.
In fact, the Phantom Stinging Bee had already informed Ling Tian of Xue Qing's whereabouts, but Ling Tian chose to take action at this time because this place was already very deep into the ice field and was inaccessible for thousands of miles. He could kill Xue Qing without anyone noticing.
Other disciples of Xuanming Ghost Valley could not escape the crazy strangulation of the Phantom Stinging Bee.
When Ling Tian returned to Xiao Qing's back, Leng Xuanye and others were stunned, looking at Ling Tian as if they were looking at monsters.
"Good boy, Brother Lingtian, you are really tyrannical. I still didn't believe the legend before. But now it seems that among the younger generation, there are only a handful of people who can compare with you!"
"That's right, the second disciple who can crush Guigu's blood spirit veins with one hand is simply terrifying and inhuman!"
After a while, Yin Zheng and Xiao Tian finally recovered and were speechless.
But Ling Tian took out the Taichu Martial Spirit from Xue Qing's body and handed it to Leng Xuanye, "Brother Leng, you don't have the Taichu Martial Spirit yet, right? This poison-character soul is not bad."
"This... Taichu Martial Spirit, do you want to give it to our young master?"
Leng Xuanye was stunned and didn't say anything, but Yin and Zheng were shocked.
That's amazing. Is this Ling Tian so rich that he can even give away the Taichu Martial Spirit to others?
"No, Brother Ling, you have been very kind to me, and I can't ask you for Taichu. Although I, Leng Xuanye, don't have the Taichu Martial Spirit now, it doesn't mean I won't have it in the future."
However, Leng Xuanye shook his head and did not ask for it.
"That's right, Brother Leng's celestial posture and this ancient-level Taichu Martial Spirit are not enough."
Ling Tian thought about it and felt that Tai Chu and Leng Xuanye were not a good match, so he put it away again.
Leng Xuanye was very anxious. Ling Tian saw it in his eyes and touched Xiao Qing. The latter let out a shocking roar, accelerated to the extreme speed, and disappeared into the wind and snow like lightning.
…
However, Ling Tian did not know that the moment Xue Qing was crushed by him, a figure sitting cross-legged in a blood pool in the Blood Spirit Cave in Xuanming Ghost Valley suddenly opened his eyes!
This Blood Spirit Cave is a top-secret place in the Xuanming Ghost Valley. The previous ghost masters all came from the Blood Spirit lineage. The big reason is because of the existence of this Blood Spirit Pool.
At this time, the blood pool was like a boundless sea of blood, surging with dark red blood. Even inside, there were blood spirits that looked like dragons, unicorns and other ferocious beasts, howling in pain.
And in the middle of the blood sea, a figure suddenly stood up, its snow-white body forming an extremely strong contrast with the dark red of the blood pool.
This man has an extremely muscular body, with dark red hair hanging loose, and his whole body is covered with strong muscles.
"Xue Qing is dead..."
With a whisper, the man suddenly burst out of the blood pool and walked out of the Blood Spirit Cave in the blink of an eye.
At this time, the man had put on a dark red blood robe and was holding a jade in his hand. There was a light spot on it, moving rapidly towards the north.
"No matter who you are, if you kill my brother Xue Qing in the Northern Territory, you won't be able to escape even if you fly to the sky and escape!"
…
Along the way, when Ling Tian and the others penetrated 150,000 miles into the Northern Cold Wasteland, the wind and snow had turned into a raging Northern Dark Storm. The extreme cold and strong wind made Xiao Qing exhausted.
On Xiao Qing's back, Leng Xuanye and the others were covered by a fiery red bead above their heads, which was able to withstand the biting storm.
But the ice-loving butterfly can no longer go out to look for the dragon bone ice flower.