"Tomorrow is the time for Brother Li to leave confinement. When the time comes, I will have to borrow Brother Li's reputation. I hope Brother Li won't be surprised."

Wang Bo laughed and said: "Then you have to prepare a pot of good wine!"

The corners of Li Chunfeng's mouth raised slightly, but then he regained his composure and said calmly: "Okay, you go back first, and be careful not to disturb the person peeping outside the mountain. He is the evil spy."

"promise!"

After Wang Bo left, Li Chunfeng continued to play with the calculations quietly, until the last ray of the sun disappeared and the world was silent. The sound of the calculations was still faintly heard all night long.

…

The next day, noon.

Many monks have gathered outside the mountain, most of them are evil monks, but it is not ruled out that there are decent monks who hide their identities and have evil intentions.

They cast spells and either turned into rocks or vegetation. Some of the more daring ones turned into birds and tried to fly into the mountains, but they were almost shot into sieves.

In the end, the group of monks could only watch from a distance, trying to see whether Li Daoxuan was alive or dead.

At a quarter past noon, they finally discovered something unusual.

I saw five-colored fires appearing in the mountains, burning fiercely, and a large amount of white mist rising up, as if it wanted to steam up the white clouds.

Suddenly, there was a crisp crackling sound in their ears, which continued to spread. It was the sound of the glacier thawing.

Wow!

The lake water churned, setting off layers of waves, and a figure flew out of the lake and stood tall in the sky.

He was wearing silver armor, with a handsome face, and there were still a few strands of frost on his dark cloak, fluttering in the wind.

The most eye-catching thing is the celestial eye between his eyebrows. It is golden and dazzling. It seems to have endless killing power. It is really majestic and cannot be looked at directly.

Someone shivered violently, and was surprised to realize that their hands and feet had become frosty at some point.

"It's Li Daoxuan, he's still alive!"

"What an amazing aura. Could it be that he has become a Yang God?"

"Even the Yang God doesn't have such power!"

"No, run quickly, he is looking at us!"

"Damn it, you're so far away and you're still using the art of transformation, how can you still be discovered by him?"

…

In an instant, the group of monks who were peeping in the dark became confused and fled away into the distance like frightened birds.

In response, Li Daoxuan, who was stepping on the void, looked indifferent. He stretched out his hand and raised his palm, and dark clouds suddenly appeared in the sky, blocking the bright sun.

Then he covered his hand and pressed it, and drops of rain fell down, hitting the monks.

Turning your hands over becomes clouds, turning over your hands becomes rain.

The rain was not heavy, just a drizzle. The monks who were rushing to escape couldn't help but wonder. Why did Li Daoxuan's attack sound louder than thunder? Could this person be a fake?

Or is he actually seriously injured now and is just at the end of his strength?

But they soon discovered that they were completely wrong, because all the monks who had been exposed to the rain began to freeze without exception, and neither the Bigu Realm nor the Yin Shen Realm could stop the bone-chilling cold.

It was as if even the soul was frozen.

In order to get out of trouble, some people even used flames to burn themselves, but to his despair, even the extremely high-temperature spiritual fire was frozen in the air.

Fire turns to ice!

They wanted to beg for mercy, but it was too late because their mouths were completely speechless.

At this moment, their eyes were filled with regret. People died for money and birds died for food. If they hadn't been greedy, how could they provoke such a terrifying enemy like Li Daoxuan?

If God could give them another chance, they would definitely not come to the capital again, and would even stay away as soon as they heard the words Li Daoxuan.

But unfortunately, there is no if in this world.

…

On the mountain, Wang Bo stared blankly at the scene in the distance. Not only him, but also the bad guys and the imperial guards were dumbfounded, looking at the figure in the sky with both respect and fear.

Even Li Chunfeng, who was usually calm, seemed a little distracted.

More than thirty evil cultivators in the Bigu Realm and seven Yin Shen Realm monks were all turned into ice sculptures at this moment. They still maintained the same posture as when they fled, and even retained the panic and regret in their eyes.

It’s like a lifelike ice sculpture feast.

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