"Amitabha, the storm is coming and the wind fills the building..."

Zong Wu's face was like a dark iron stone that had been frost-beaten by weather, looking at the crystal light ahead.

Countless lights drifted across the sky and fell in the direction where he was.

"Have you finally found out?"

Zong Wu closed his eyes and still maintained the posture of sitting cross-legged.

Many elite disciples of the Fenxiang Valley were shocked to realize that the source of the changes in the Fenxiang Valley was the direction of the forbidden altar...

At this moment, one of them naturally dares not delay, and they all use the fastest speed to control magic weapons and speed towards this side.

After all, the snow seems beautiful, but it is a crisis that affects the future of the entire Burning Xiang Valley... They have no choice but to ignore it.

It's just not yet implemented.

A sharp-eyed man shouted: "There are people in the forbidden area!"

Everyone clearly saw that a man who seemed quite simple and simple was sitting quietly cross-legged, with a coarse linen, which seemed like a chasing a car frame, but he could face more than a hundred disciples of the Burning Xiang Valley without any expression...

Everyone could clearly feel the other party's appearance as a master.

And to this direction...

Everyone could more clearly notice that the wind and snow were getting stronger and the chill was getting more violent.

Disciples with lower cultivation can no longer help but sneeze after freezing. In fact, they were already trembling when they were frozen, but Burning Xiang Valley was hot all year round. Who would prepare a coarse cotton coat?

There was no way, they could only hold on to the battle.

Just got here...

But each of them was so cold that their eyes were dizzy and their limbs were stiff. Not to mention fighting, if it weren't for the support of their companions, they would have fallen to the ground like dumplings.

More than a hundred people fell on the ground at the same time.

A young and handsome man looked a little arrogant on his face, and his eyes glanced back and forth at Zong Wulian. He saw that although he was extraordinary, there was no strange movement around him... It seemed that he was like an ordinary person who had been in a high position for many years, not a cultivator with high cultivation.

He shouted bluntly: "Who are you? Is this wind and snow related to you?"

Zong Wulian said lightly: "This road is not open!"

"What?"

The young man's expression suddenly changed slightly and he said angrily: "Are you actually the guest in my Burning Incense Valley? If you don't know what you are alive, take it down for me... This is eighteen to nineteen. It is related to this kind of vision. If others come in with me, there must be a real evil villain inside."

The words fell.

Immediately, two disciples in red clothes quickly stepped forward, holding the immortal sword in their hands and wanted to get the sect martial arts practice...

Zong Wulian looked at the two disciples of the Fenxiang Valley who were walking towards him, and slowly closed his eyes.

Then he opened his eyes suddenly and shouted, "Get out!"

Although it was only one word, it was like a sudden thunder in the ears of the two disciples. The two of them exclaimed at the same time, and they unconsciously spilled on the ground. For a moment, their hands and feet were sore and weak that they could not stand up.

In other words, Zong Wulian knew that his task was to delay time...

If you start killing directly, you may not be able to explode into a valley of power. At that time, with your own strength, you will definitely not be able to compete with it.

Since Su Jing is asking him to buy as much time as possible, then try his best.

He raised his eyes...

His eyes fixedly looked at the young man.

"Good boy, did you actually teach me to take a look?"

The man's eyes flashed with anger and shouted, "I want to see how much weight you have."

After the words came to his face, he waved...

Three feet in front of him, a long ruler emitting red light appeared, circling around him, emitting extremely powerful power... and more abundant spiritual energy, accompanied by his loud shout.

The red ruler is bombarded straight towards Zong Wulian!

Zong Wulian's eyes looked like an ancient well was not in a hurry, as if he didn't care about the red ruler...

It was only when the ruler was approaching that he suddenly reached out.

Hold it directly in your hands.

"What?"

The man's face suddenly changed...

He shouted angrily: "Save me away!"

An extremely hot fire suddenly appeared on the ruler...

The red fire was burning, but Zong Wulian didn't care at all. He let the flame burn his hands slowly stand up with a long ruler and stroked it casually.

A line of one foot deep had appeared beside him.

"Those who cross the line die!"

He said lightly, throwing the long ruler back.

Li Xun reached out to take it, but found that the opponent's strength contained extremely strong power.

He was almost taken away by this long ruler...

He hurriedly stood firm. Even so, his feet still plowed two deep gullies on the ground.

And in this moment, Zong Wulian's already burned tiger's mouth was quickly recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"This...is a monster?"

"I can actually grab Senior Brother Li Xun's Nine Yang Ruler with his bare hands. No... He was injured, but why did the injury disappear?"

"His face changed even though it didn't change? Did he not feel it?"

Everyone looked at Zong Wulian in surprise.

In the low voice, he was filled with shock at Zong Wulian...

Zong Wulian sat cross-legged again.

I glanced around and saw that these disciples were already suppressed by me.

He nodded with satisfaction.

But it hasn't been a moment...

His face quickly became solemn again, and suddenly a thunder sounded in his ears, "What a magical skill, it's just a wild scattered in my Burning Incense Valley... I'm afraid this skill is not enough."

Zong Wulian looked up at the sky.

I was seeing a simple old man slowly falling down from the sky.

There was no fluctuation, but the storm filled with wind and snow spontaneously melted when it was within ten feet of his...

When he landed, the earth was covered in silver, but only under his feet, he regained his vitality.

His eyes were filled with cold murderous intent when he looked at Zong Wulian, especially looking behind him... The extremely hot altar before was already covered with frost, and the frost even had a sense of familiarity.

It seems to be...

Junior Brother Shangguan’s feeling of Jiuning Cold Ice Thorn!

Sure enough, letting Junior Brother Shangguan leave before was a wrong decision... But now, there is no doubt that something extremely bad has happened.

And the person in front of him was just a minion.

"I Wuxia is entangled with you, get out quickly..."

Yun Yilan saw it as if nothing was missing and walked into the altar with great strides.

"I said, those who cross the line die!"

Zong Wulian blocked Yun Yilan without hesitation...

"Get out!!!"

Yun Yilan waved his hand, as if driving away an irritable fly, and waved towards Zong Wulian...

But there is a golden flame in his palm, like jade or glass, crystal clear, and there is no sign of a flame?

Fire is like a flowing state, just like flowing water.

Such a magical vision.

This made many disciples of the Burning Incense Valley excited and excited. Isn’t this the most supreme state of Yuyang in the Burning Incense Jade Book?

Could it be that the valley master has already...
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