Chapter 222: Shock

"You human races are simply shameless."
Before Su Qin spoke, Qingqiu Qianqian next to him suddenly smiled.
Su Qin came first on Yingzhou Island. Whether it was the outer heaven and earth formations or the killing formations in the lake, Su Qin broke them. In the end, the people of Mingyou were better off and came directly to let Su Qin hand over the treasure.
"You little demon who has just entered the mythical realm..."
Heiyuan Jiao Mingyou glanced at Qingqiu lightly, and suddenly shouted: "If you don't take action at this time, when will you wait?"
The quiet voice just fell.
Not far away, Xueyu, the elder of the Snow God Palace, and the man with a long sword in Wan Jianzong suddenly exploded with a huge breath.
"boom!"
The elder Xueyu of the Snow God Palace took the first shot. She seemed to be incarnate as an iceberg that would never change forever. The terrifying chill centered on her, spreading crazily in all directions.
"Cold world!"
The elder Xueyu of Xueshen Palace gave a meal. Every time she uttered a word, the temperature around her plummeted, and by the time of the last word ‘earth’, ice crystals had spread around her.
"so cold......"
Qingqiu Qianqian shuddered, only to feel the surrounding temperature continue to drop.
"It's still warm around the adults..."
Qingqiu approached Su Qin subconsciously.
From beginning to end, no matter how the cold air released by the elder Xueyu of the Snow God Palace spreads, within three feet of his body, Su Qin is always warm as spring, as if another world.
"The extremely cold world of the Snow God Palace really deserves its reputation..." The old Taoist priest who had already retreated in the distance was surprised.
Hundreds of years ago, the previous generation of Snow God Palace Masters used this trick to directly turn an island with hundreds of thousands of living creatures into an ice crystal world, and shock the overseas martial arts world.
Xueyu, the elder of the Snow God Palace, was showing power at this moment. Although it was far inferior to the previous generation of Snow God Palace Masters, it was not something that ordinary mythical warriors could resist.
"Ten thousand swords are one."
The long sword man in Wan Jianzong sighed slightly, and slowly pulled out the long sword he was carrying behind him.
In an instant.
The sharpest sword aura rose up, filled the whole body for tens of meters in a flash, and faintly gathered into a huge long sword more than ten meters long, and slashed towards Su Qin.
"Ten Thousand Swords Sect is already good at killing and cutting, and it is known that the divine sword will kill all creatures when it comes out, and the unity of ten thousand swords is the ultimate in sharpness, even a high mountain, under this sword, it will be slashed. Broken into two pieces."
The Taoist priest commented.
At this moment, he did not interrupt the fight for the treasure of True Monarch of the East Sea, and naturally he would not take action.
"There is still secluded?"
The old Taoist priest condensed his eyes and looked at the dark robes, who seemed to disappear from the world.
Decades ago, Mingyou was already known as the mythical warrior closest to the master-teacher level overseas. Now that decades have passed, Mingyou's strength is only high or low, even if it hasn't really reached the master-teacher level, I am afraid it is only a trace.
Hum! ! !
I saw Mingyou still standing there, motionless, but between the differentiation of body shape, there was a black shadow jumping towards Su Qin.
This black shadow was silent, without even the slightest aura. If it weren't for an old Taoist priest who was always paying attention to Mingyou, I am afraid that he would not think that the other party had already taken action.
"That dark shadow?"
The old Taoist priest at Tao Yimen had a numb scalp and his complexion was as solemn as water.
While watching Xueyu, the elder of the Snow God Palace, and the man with a long sword in Wanjianzong, the old Taoist priest could calmly comment, because the killer moves of these two men were terrifying, but they could not threaten him.
However, at this moment, when he saw the dark shadow released by Mingyou, the old Taoist priest was in danger of life and death from deep in his heart.
"Heiyuan taught these lunatics, what kind of weird killer move..."
The Taoist old Taoist cursed secretly in his heart, looked at Su Qin, and thought to himself: "With the combination of the three, especially Mingyou's ultimate move, unless this person is a real master-level master, he will even escape. No more."
Taoist old Taoist shook his head slightly.
Elder Xueyu of the Snow God Palace and the man of Wan Jianzong are fine, but they are quiet...
In all fairness, the old Taoist had a faint feeling that Mingyou was already half-footed into the palm-teaching level, and he had the chance to win. Otherwise, he would definitely not dare to make such an impulse and shoot Su Qin without hesitation.
And at the moment.
Facing the constantly spreading ice crystals, the sharpest sword energy, and the strange and deep shadow, Su Qin still stood still, as if he hadn't noticed the coming shocking blow.
"silly."
When Mingyou saw this scene, a mocking color appeared on his face.
Originally, he was extremely jealous of Su Qin, but now it seems that the other party is lucky enough to enter the real monarch's mansion.
You know, the martial artist fights, the initiative is extremely important, Su Qin let them join forces, it is simply stupid.
however.
next moment.
The faint look froze.
Under the stunned gaze, whether it is the extreme cold world of Xueyu, the elder of the Snow God Palace, or the unity of ten thousand swords of the sword-bearing man of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect, or even the dark shadow he himself shot, When entering Su Qin's body within three feet, all of them dissipated, as if within these three feet, it was the forbidden area of ​​martial arts, and all evils were not broken, and all laws were not invaded.
"this is?"
An old Taoist priest watching the battle in the distance was stunned and unbelievable.
He had anticipated that Su Qin would block a combined blow by the three of them, and it would all be exhausting, even the origin.
But now, Su Qin stood motionless, letting the three of Mingyou return without success in an understatement, which was simply appalling.
"What is the strength of this person?"
The man with the long sword in Wan Jianzong trembled in his heart. He hit with all his strength and urged Wan Jianzong's ultimate move. Even if he was a real master-level powerhouse, he needed to use his hands to stop it.
But what about Su Qin?
Xueyu, the elder of the Snow God Palace, also looked shocked. She didn't expect Su Qin's strength to be so terrifying, and the extreme cold world of the Snow God Palace's Megatron overseas did not affect the opponent at all. .
Thinking of this, Xueyu's heart suddenly retreated.
Although she longed for the treasures of True Monarch of the East China Sea, but only if she could survive, Su Qin's strength had obviously exceeded the limit of her heart.
"Continue to shoot."
Heiyuanjiao Mingyou looked cold, and quickly said: "This person should be in a state of'epidemic'. Now is the best opportunity for me to kill him."
"Otherwise, if the other party wakes up from the'epidemic' state, none of us can escape..."
There is a rare urgency in the tone of Heiyuanjiao Mingyou.
Judging by the scene just now, Su Qin's strength has at least reached the pinnacle of teaching. There are not many such powerful people overseas.
If Su Qin is allowed to recover, what they are about to face will be the pursuit of a peak master.
At that time, even if it is the self-sustaining means of life-saving, it will be scalp trouble.
Although Mingyou is not afraid of ordinary master-teaching-level powerhouses, peak master-teaching-level powerhouses can easily crush him.
"Episode..."
Xueyu, the elder of Xueshen Palace, looked hesitant.
Mingyou was right, it was too late for them to stop at this time. Since they had already taken action just now, they had completely stood in opposition with Su Qin. If they escaped at this time, they would give Su Qin a chance to kill one by one. .
Only by disregarding Su Qin's epiphany, taking advantage of Su Qin's epiphany, making an all-out effort to kill the opponent, there is hope of survival.
The mythical martial artist's spirit is powerful, and his thoughts are so fast. Almost instantly, Xueyu, the elder of the Snow God Palace and the sword-bearing man of Wan Jianzong realized how they should choose.
"Cold Realm..."
Xueyu, the elder of the Snow God Palace, suddenly spit out blood. In an instant, his long black hair began to turn gray, and at the same time, the coldness that permeated her suddenly soared.
"Cold Realm..."
"A certain old ancestor of the Snow God Palace, imitating the miniature realm condensed by the peak mythical warriors, and created a unique knowledge..."
An old Taoist priest muttered to himself in the distance.
Of course, compared with the real micro-field, the so-called extreme cold field is nothing at all.
But it has to be said that the extremely cold domain does possess one-tenth of the power of the true micro-domain. Although it cannot strip away the connection between the mythical warrior and the world, it can barely suppress and restrict other mythical warriors.
"Heart Sword returns to the clan."
The man with a long sword in Wan Jianzong gritted his teeth, and the long sword he was holding suddenly pierced into his heart. Suddenly, an empty sword intent began to gather.
"Desperately."
"It really started desperately."
The old Taoist priest of Daoyi Sect swallowed his saliva. Every time Wan Jianzong's heart swordsmanship was used, the cultivation base would regress at least one Jiazi. If there was no way out, no Wan Jianzong disciple was willing to perform this trick.
"Netherworld is illusory, life and death cycle."
Heiyuan teaches Mingyou to walk seven steps in a row. Every time he takes a step, his breath rises sharply. When he finishes the seven steps, Mingyou has already stepped into a new realm.
"Teacher."
"Mingyou has become a master?"
The old Taoist Taoist priest stood blankly on the spot.
At this moment, the breath displayed by Heiyuanjiao Mingyou was still weaker than the real horns, but it was obviously stronger than them.
"Die to me!"
Mingyou's momentum is overwhelming, his body shape is constantly changing between illusion and reality, and he punches Su Qin fiercely.
"Just now, the old way has slipped first."
Tao Yimen old Taoist figure began to retreat violently, and flee towards the outside of Yingzhou Island.
"That young man, I'm afraid it's dangerous now." An old Taoist priest turned his mind quickly, and after a few miles away, he turned his head and glanced at the battlefield.
However, from this look, the old Taoist priest felt a scene that he would never forget.
Su Qin, who originally seemed to be immersed in a certain state, frowned slightly, and looked at Mingyou and the other three impatiently.
"Noisy!"
Hum! ! !
An invisible wave radiated.
Under this invisible fluctuation, Xueyu, the elder of the Snow God Palace, suddenly spit out blood again, flew out, and smashed to the ground fiercely. The long sword held by the sword-bearing man in Wan Jianzong was directly broken. The whole breath suddenly seemed like nothing, only the last moment of Mingyou's body completely turned into illusion, avoiding part of the attack, but even so, the breath was sluggish, and after a few steps back, he almost fell on the ground.
"This?"
The old Taoist opened his eyes wide, like a ghost.
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PS: It’s too late. Finally, I wish you a Happy New Year~~~