Seeing Zhu Mang's fierce momentum, the man in gray clothes took his time and said with a smile: "You're going to die anyway, why bother asking questions? If you have this time, why not think about what words you want to engrave on your tombstone."
"What a loud tone!"
Zhu Mang narrowed his eyes slightly and said coldly: "I admit that you have extraordinary powers, but you are not the Yasheng after all. The three of us join forces, plus thousands of troops, do you want to kill them all with your own strength?"
"if not?"
The man in gray had a funny look on his face and said calmly: "You don't think I'm here to be a peacemaker, do you?"
"Shameless talk!"
Yue Wankun shouted angrily, his face extremely gloomy.
He practices the secret technique of dragon and phoenix, and calls himself the "Emperor of Purple River". He is the most unruly among the three, so he has long been dissatisfied with the other party's nonchalant look.
"He's just a monk who has weathered six disasters. He hasn't even passed the second disaster yet. He just knows some secret skills and dares to bluff. Do you think he can scare us? Hum, since you are eager to seek death, then I will help you.
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After saying that, he clapped his right hand in the air, and the glow behind him turned into a dragon and phoenix, flying straight towards the man in gray.
Although Yue Wankun said he was not weak, he was sober in his heart. He knew that the person in front of him was unfathomable and he must not be careless.
Therefore, he used all his strength as soon as he came up, and the magical power he used was the most powerful move in the "Purple River Emperor Technique": "Dragon and Phoenix bring disaster to the sky"!
The moment Yue Wankun took action, Zhu Mang and Tong Kunshan also took action.
They knew that to deal with the man in gray in front of them, it was definitely not enough for one person to do it alone. Three people must work together to have the capital to fight him!
Whoosh!
A red rainbow broke through the sky.
But it was the "Vulcan Sword" Zhu Mang who used Nine Days to Burn the Sky, poured his true energy into the sword, and slashed nine times in the direction of the man in gray!
These nine swords are more domineering than the last!
The true energy of "Nine Days Burning the Sky" merged with the light of the sword, rolling up a sea of burning fire in mid-air, dyeing the sky red, like a flaming beast that would never stop until it devoured and destroyed everything in sight.
On the other side, Tong Kunshan also performed a magic trick, his sleeves were fluttering, and his Confucianism was stirring!
He is a Confucian monk. Although he relies on the double rings of Tianxin to kill enemies all year round, his own skills are not weak.
"You're a libertine, you're talking arrogant words, but let's see if you can block the combined attack of the three of me!"
Tong Kunshan looked ferocious and struck with all his strength. The mighty Confucian spirit condensed into a huge palm in mid-air, and then fell from the sky, suppressing the man in gray under his palm!
Almost at the same time, Zhu Mang's Nine Sword Lights and Yue Wankun's "Dragon and Phoenix Disaster" also arrived at the same time!
The three of them worked together, and saw swords blazing across the sky, dragons and phoenixes roaring in unison! And the palm seal of the Confucian sect descended from the sky, blocking all escape routes for the man in gray.
Seeing a certain death situation, even Mo Wuhen, who had just ignited hope, couldn't help but sigh, with a sad look in his eyes.
"It's easy to go with the will of heaven, but it's hard to go against it! After all, our Shenyue Sect's strength has been exhausted. Even if there are strange people to help us, we can't escape destruction."
Mo Wuhen was heartbroken.
But the man in mid-air didn't seem to notice it, and there wasn't even a trace of ripples in his eyes.
"The God of Fire Sword? Confucian Sect Master? Emperor's Art? Haha, you are all small!"
The man smiled slightly, pointed with his hand, and a blue sword light came out from the gourd at his waist, and flicked lightly in the air.
Wherever the sword light passed, there was no sharp sword energy, nor cold killing intent, so that Zhu Mang and others were a little surprised, feeling that they had underestimated this person before.
But soon, they discovered that they were wrong.
Almost in an instant, snowflakes fell and ice covered thousands of miles!
The light blue sword light was like a cold spring, freezing the surrounding space and blocking all movements of the three of them!
Zhu Mang's nine flaming sword lights were instantly annihilated, and the blazing flames turned into wisps of blue smoke, as if someone had doused it with cold water.
The phantom of the dragon and phoenix was directly frozen in place, turning into an ice dragon and ice phoenix.
As for Tong Kunshan's Confucian palm seal, it also turned into an ice sculpture, suspended in mid-air, and even the lines on the palm could be clearly seen.
"call."
The man in gray breathed out a breath of cold air from his body and flicked his fingers.
The sword light burst out, flashing like a thunderous giant!
The ice dragon and ice phoenix instantly shattered into countless fragments and fell from the air. Yue Wankun was caught off guard and spit out a mouthful of blood in the Luan Car, dyeing the curtain in front of him red.
The man in gray pointed his hand again.
The sword light moved upwards and directly penetrated Tong Kunshan's Confucian palm seal.
"ah!"
Tong Kunshan had suffered a hidden injury before, and now that his magical power was broken, he suffered backlash again, making his body unstable and almost falling in the air.
With one move, just one move, the man in gray broke the three people's magical powers!
"Sword cultivator, he is a sword cultivator!" Yue Wankun shouted.
"Besides Ling Xiao, the only sword cultivator in Antarctic Immortal Continent who can have such strength is that person!"
"It's Old Thief Liang!"
All three people reacted and broke out in a cold sweat.
They have long heard that there are ten people in Xuanxin Palace, nine of them are sub-sages, only one of them is in the realm below the sub-sages, but with his own sword technique, he can be on par with the nine sub-sages.
.
This person is Liang Yan!
"Damn it, why is he here?"
"His strength has improved again. This is no longer something ordinary Yasheng can do!"
"Let's go!"
In an instant, the three of them all reached a consensus and unanimously activated the escape light to escape in three different directions.
Among them, Yue Wankun is the fastest. The luan chariot he rides has quite an origin. The main material is taken from a ten thousand-year-old fairy tree on the overseas Mushen Island. Just by injecting spiritual power, it can shatter the void and fly at lightning speed.
A general flying magic weapon.
Zhu Mang was a little slower than him. Although he did not have a good flying magic weapon in his hand, the "Nine Suns Burning Sky" true energy was so majestic that it pushed the escape light like a meteor across the sky, which was also extremely fast.
Only Tong Kunshan is the slowest.
His natal magic weapon was destroyed and he suffered backlash, so his escape speed was greatly reduced. In addition, without the help of flying magic weapon, he could only fall behind.
"What? Are the three elders of Tianhe the three heroes who escaped?"
Liang Yan's sarcastic laughter came from behind.
How could Zhu Mang and others dare to pay attention? At this time, they all wanted to fly faster. They prayed secretly in their hearts, hoping that Liang Yan would not attack him. If that didn't work, he would just operate on the two of them.
The three Ancestors of Transformation Tribulation fled separately, and in the blink of an eye, they were already hundreds of miles away.
Zhu Mang suddenly felt snowflakes falling above his head and was slightly startled.
The next moment, he felt that his limbs could not move, and even his escape speed gradually slowed down.
"How is it possible!"
Zhu Mang was horrified. He didn't believe that Liang Yan could catch up in such a short period of time.
He raised his right hand slightly, trying to take out some magic weapon from the storage bag on his waist.
But just as he had this consciousness, the spiritual power in his body had already stopped flowing.
Soon, the limbs began to become numb, and even the blood was frozen in the blood vessels.
In the blink of an eye, Zhu Mang's whole body was covered in ice. He only had time to look back and his body turned into an ice sculpture, suspended in mid-air.
It was this last look that made him see a scene he would never forget.
I saw a radius of eight hundred miles, frozen by a sword!
The entire area was silent!
Thousands of Tianhe City monks were frozen in mid-air!
Tong Kunshan still maintained his flying posture, with a panicked expression on his face and his arms spread out, as if he wanted to use some magical power, but he was too late and turned into an ice sculpture.
Yue Wankun's luan car also turned into an ice sculpture. He was sitting in the car with a panicked face and his mouth wide open. He seemed to want to say something, but he couldn't. He turned into an ice sculpture, leaving only a panicked expression.
In an instant, the area of 800 miles with Shenyue Mountain as the center became quiet. Only the cold wind blew through the mountains and fields.
"Then let's kill them all."
With a sigh, a ray of ice-blue sword light flew into the distance, drawing a huge arc in mid-air.
The arc of sword light enveloped Zhu Mang, Tong Kunshan, and Yue Wankun.
The fleshy ice sculptures of these three people shattered instantly and turned into countless debris falling from high altitudes.
Even their true spirits were frozen, unable to move in mid-air, and then they were all turned into ashes when they were stirred by the Lingtian Sword!
At this point, the prestigious "Three Elders of Tianhe" no longer exist in this world.
Liang Yan beheaded the three ancestors of Transformation Tribulation with just a flip of his hand. He was even more ruthless. With one finger of his hand, the sword light fell and in a short time he slaughtered thousands of Beiming monks completely!
The whole process was neat and tidy!
Mo Wuhen can be regarded as an ancestor who has been cultivating for many years, but he has never seen anything so unbelievable that he forgot to step forward to say thank you and just stayed there, watching Liang Yan kill these enemies.
After all the Beiming monks were slaughtered, the ancestor of the Shenyue Sect finally came to his senses and hurriedly urged Dun Guang to step forward and bow in front of Liang Yan.
"Old Taoist Mo Wuhen would like to thank fellow Taoist Taoist for saving our Shenyue Sect in times of crisis. Please give me your thanks!"
After saying that, he really bowed down and kowtowed to Liang Yanxing.
Seeing this, Liang Yan shook his head, waved his sleeves and robe, and a soft breeze lifted up Mo Wuhen who was about to bow down.
"Fellow Daoist Mo, you are the master of a sect and you cannot perform this great ceremony in front of many disciples."
After hearing this, Mo Wuhen felt even more grateful. He bowed his hands to Liang Yan and said, "A total of more than 2,000 people in our Shenyue Sect have been saved by fellow Taoists. Even if I kowtow to you a hundred times, I can't repay you."
Today's kindness. Let's do this. Fellow Taoist, you can go to my Shenyue Sect's treasury. If there is anything you like, just take it and treat it as a little thought from the old Taoist."
Liang Yan laughed.
"Don't worry, Sect Master, I am not a person who takes things by force. You have heard those three people say it before. I am a monk from Nanxuan. I happened to be passing by here. I couldn't see the arrogance of the people in Beiming, so I took action."
"It turns out that fellow Taoist is from Nanxuan!"
Mo Wuhen's face lit up and he chuckled: "To be honest, the old Taoist was preparing to lead the Shenyue Sect to join Nanxuan. Unexpectedly, he met an expert from Nanxuan in advance. Can you please help introduce me to Shenyue?
Zong Ye joins Nanxuan to fight against the Beiming demon together?"
"There is nothing you can't do."
Liang Yan smiled slightly and said, "But before that, I would like to ask my Taoist friends a few questions and ask them to help me clear up my doubts."
After Mo Wuhen heard this, he immediately said: "Fellow Taoist, feel free to ask, Mo will tell you everything he knows! But this is not the place to talk. Why don't you go with the Taoist to the sect's discussion pavilion, and let's have a detailed chat while drinking tea.
Let us, the Shenyue Sect, also show our loyalty as landlords."
"this"
Liang Yan looked at the distance in the distance. After waiting for a moment, he smiled and said: "Okay, in that case, I will follow you to the sect to talk about it."
Mo Wuhen was overjoyed and hurriedly ordered his disciples to open the formation and ordered everyone to come to greet him.
I saw the formation of Shenyue Mountain opened wide, revealing the scene inside, with waterfalls and flowing springs, green tiles and white walls, and spiritual energy surrounding the pine forest. It was such a paradise!
The bell on the top of the mountain rang nine times, and more than 2,000 disciples of Shenyue Mountain soared into the air at the same time, lining up on both sides, bowing their heads to Liang Yan with extremely respectful expressions.
"I'm afraid this is a courtesy that only the ancestor of the sect, Mo Wuhen, can enjoy."
Liang Yan shook his head secretly, ignored it, and entered the Shenyue Sect under the leadership of Mo Wuhen.
Shenyue Mountain is the main peak of the mountain range. There is a lake on the top of the mountain and a pavilion in the center of the lake.
This attic is where Mo Wuhen receives distinguished guests. It has been hundreds of years since it was last opened.
At this moment, Liang Yan and Mo Wuhen were sitting on the top floor of the attic.
A sandalwood table, two mahogany chairs, and a bronze incense burner hung on the wall, with curls of green smoke floating in the air.
Apart from this, there were no other furnishings in the room, indicating that Mo Wuhen was also a Qing cultivator.
"Haha, it turns out to be Fellow Daoist Liang, a name I have admired for a long time, a name I have admired for a long time!"
Mo Wuhen looked excited and said with a smile: "To be honest, I have been planning to join Nanxuan for a long time. Unfortunately, I was troubled by trivial matters and kept putting it off. I wanted to set out the day after tomorrow, but I didn't expect to suffer such a catastrophe.
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"It doesn't matter, since you are determined to join Nanxuan, I will introduce you to it, but you should answer my question first, what exactly is this place?"
After hearing this, Mo Wuhen was slightly startled.
But he quickly realized that Liang Yan must have been teleported to this area for some reason, so he didn't know his exact location.
As for the reason, he didn't dare to ask more questions and just chose to ignore it.
"Fellow Daoist Liang, this is an unnamed area, located to the west of White Jade City and east of Yongye City, between the two major forces."
After hearing this, Liang Yan nodded slightly.
Now I finally figured out my location, which is to the west-central area of Antarctic Fairy Continent.
"Fellow Daoist Mo, to be honest, Liang has always had a doubt in his heart along the way. Why is this area always shrouded in a strange bloody aura? Moreover, all the sects he encountered along the way were either completely destroyed or destroyed.
The whole family fled? What happened?"
After hearing this question, Mo Wuhen frowned deeply. After a long time, he sighed quietly:
"I didn't want to inquire into fellow Taoist's secrets, but if you ask that, it's almost certain that fellow Taoist must have been isolated from the world in the past year, right?"
"oh?"
Liang Yan raised his eyebrows and said with a noncommittal smile: "Why do you see that?"
"Because not only this area, but the entire Antarctic Continent has long been shrouded in this bloody aura."
