Chapter 358: Coincidentally Encountering a Disciple of Yunlong Palace
On the ice on the ground, the cold wind howled, and there were white glows everywhere. As far as the eye could see, there were icebergs surrounded by thick snow. At this moment, a group of people were fighting in the open space between two icebergs. One of them was
The three of them were wearing uniform clothes and were obviously from the same group. The other four were in strange clothes and couldn't tell their difference.
The seven people were fighting inextricably when they suddenly discovered that three more people had appeared out of thin air on the ice rope bridge not far away. A young man in a white robe with mixed black and white hair, and a cold-hearted man almost melted into the ice and snow.
A handsome young man, and a tall, muscular man.
The seven people immediately stopped fighting and stepped away. They all stared at the three people on the ice rope bridge, alert and alert. These three people were Qingyun, Murong Hao and Lao Kun. Qingyun didn't want to waste time, so he just glanced at them lightly.
Without paying much attention, he prepared to fly towards the location of the 'Yunlong Palace'.
However, among the four people in strange clothes, a young black-faced monk stared at Qingyun for a long time, suddenly opened his mouth wide, and said to the people around him: "Look. Does that white-robed monk look very familiar?"
Hearing what he said, the other three people next to the black-faced young monk all looked at Qingyun carefully. With a "boom", the black-faced young monk was hit hard by one of the oldest-looking men in short armor.
He shook his head. The dark-faced young monk touched his head and looked at the short-armored man aggrievedly and said, "Captain, why did you hit me?"
The man in short armor leaned down and said in a low voice: "Does that look familiar? Take a closer look. That's clearly the person carved in the statue we visit every day. It should be... the master of the palace?" The man in short armor was a little a little worried.
Excited, the white-robed young man in front of them looked so much like the statue they were worshiping.
However, the deputy hall master and several hall masters had told them that their hall master had just cultivated to the Great Perfection of the late Lingxu period more than two hundred years ago, but at this moment, he could not see through the cultivation of each of the three people in front of him.
The momentum was overwhelming and could be compared with Master Xuan Yi. So he was a little unsure for a moment.
Just as Qingyun was about to leave with Lao Kun and Murong Hao, the men in short armor and the other three started fighting again.
"Qiao Nanfeng, I advise you to just surrender. The good days of your 'Yunlong Palace' in the Winter Realm are over. In the Autumn Realm, Lord Chenwang has beaten your so-called number one master to death. You still have to fight?"
Why are you so arrogant?"
"Hmph, don't be afraid of Feng Da's tongue flashing! Our Lord Xuan Yi is also the absolute strongest person in the entire Qiu Domain. Can Chen Wang defeat our Lord Xuan Yi? Stop talking nonsense." The short-armored man said.
He sneered and said with great disdain.
"Damn it, I'm too lazy to talk nonsense to you shrimp soldiers!" A monk with slanted triangular eyes cursed, and an 'ice gun' flew out instantly...
"Yunlong Palace, the most powerful person, Mr. Xuan Yi? That's interesting. Haha." Qingyun heard the conversation between the two groups, suddenly laughed, and stopped about to fly away. Lao Kun naturally understood these words.
It meant nothing to Qingyun, so there was no surprise. Murong Hao was somewhat surprised. In his opinion, Qingyun was not a nosy person.
"Old Kun, Brother Murong, stay and take a look!" Qingyun had already heard some meaning from what he just said. These four people in strange clothes turned out to be members of his 'Yunlong Palace'. If he, the master of the palace, turned a blind eye
, it would be really embarrassing for Dafa in the future. He also wanted to see what kind of standards the current disciples of 'Yunlong Palace' had.
The three people stood in the air, watching the fight quietly from a distance. Among the four people in strange clothes, the man in short armor had the highest cultivation level, late Yuanying stage. The other three were all in the early stage of Yuanying stage. Compared with
The opponent's three monks in the late Nascent Soul stage and the two mid-Nascent Soul monks in uniform uniforms, and the four headed by the short-armored man did not have an advantage. If this stalemate continued, it would ultimately be extremely detrimental to these four people.
Qingyun remained calm and still quietly watched the fight between the seven people. Soon, the dark-faced young monk attracted Qingyun's attention. This man was not highly cultivated, but he was brave and good at fighting and extremely tough. Faced with the comparison
The monk who is one level above him has no fear and is very good at controlling every move.
After looking at the time for a stick of incense, Qingyun was already quite satisfied with these four people. It seems that Yunlong Palace must have implemented his purpose over the past hundreds of years. Recruiting people not only depends on their qualifications, but also on their conduct and quality. For a few
There is no need to continue the test of a person's combat proficiency. Qingyun moved and immediately reached the seven-man battle circle.
The seven people's eyes blurred when they discovered that there was a young man in white robe in the scene, and they were all shocked. Qingyun sneered strangely, raised his hand slightly, and heard a "click-click" sound.
The three uniformly dressed monks were immediately frozen by the ice, as motionless as three ice sculptures. In just a moment, with a loud 'bang' sound, the three monks instantly turned into bits of ice shards, shattering into pieces in the world.
between.
The short-armored man was horrified, and immediately pulled his three companions and flew away quickly, while protecting them behind him. Seeing this, Qingyun just smiled at them, nodded, and then teleported into the air with Lao Kun and
Murong Hao disappeared into the ice and snow in front of him. After a long time, Qiao Nanfeng, a man with short armor, felt a cold feeling on his back, and he also felt a little bit numb. It turned out that the cold sweat on his back had turned into ice at some point.
Qiao Nanfeng and others looked at each other, and quickly left the place, flying in the air, and the direction was actually the same as Qingyun and others.
The three of Qingyun are all very good at speed. It didn't take long for Qingyun to lead them to the relatively hidden attic where Canglong and his wife lived. Hundreds of years have passed, and what happened here has already happened.
Very big changes. The original attic is still the same, but there are several more exquisite and tall ice sculpture buildings in this open space. They are scattered in this open space in an orderly manner.
Qingyun's spiritual consciousness swept away, but he did not find the aura of any one of Xiaolong, Suotian, Talie, Canglong and Xiongzi. He could not help but frown slightly. Back then, the army was divided into two groups, and Xiaolong followed him back to Xingming Continent to serve as Sun Yuyang
The eldest brother took revenge, and the others, led by Suo Tian, all entered the temple. Later, during the fight, Xiaolong, Xiao Qi, his grandfather, and his grandson also entered the temple with the help of the old man in the flower robe, while he fled overseas to cultivate.
area.
Now there is no aura of them here? However, because Suo Tian is here, Qingyun is somewhat relieved, knowing that nothing will happen to them. He has a special connection with Xiaolong and Talie, so he can vaguely sense the two of them.
It was strange that they existed but could not sense their specific locations. At this moment, I suddenly remembered what the three monks who were killed by Chopsticks said before. Could it be that Xiaolong and the others had all gone to the Autumn Domain?