The group walked forward not long and were stunned. Under a leeward, more than a dozen ordinary disciples from Liyang Sect died. The hearts of these disciples were taken away. The death was very terrifying, and the captain's death was even more terrifying. He was directly sucked into fucking.

"So cruel. Brother Ye, do you know what demon did this in Xiao Hantian?" A disciple asked with a retching.

Ye Guangyin replied randomly: "Maybe they are their scouts. We have hunted many scouts recently, and it is reasonable that they will act like this crazy."

Zhao Qi shook his head secretly. This kind of death was in the information Ronghua gave him, which was exactly what the tribes who guarded Lingquan loved to do the most. The natives of this tribe who guarded Lingquan were called Jingzhun.

The crystal clay tribe looks like a human, but its skin is harder than that of ordinary tribes, and its palms and hair are versatile and suddenly shoot hard ice thorns.

Listening to Ye Guangyin's nonsense, Zhao Qi had already carried out all the audio-visual observations around him, and indeed Zhao Qi found that everyone was in the encirclement.

"Be careful, we are surrounded, hurry up and be careful not to be sneak attacked." Zhao Qi reminded him.

"Junior Brother Zhao, Senior Brother Ye said it was just a scout. They must have gone to other places to investigate. How could they be waiting for us here?" A disciple said to Zhao Qi's steps, but as soon as he finished speaking, an ice shadow appeared behind him. The ice shadow made a sharp roar, which made people feel cold.

The strange ice shadow stretched forward, and a one-meter-long crystal bone spur with a strong smell of blood had pierced the disciple's body-protecting true energy.

The disciple was so scared that he could only watch.

"Break it for me!"

Zhao Qi made a quick move, and his strong mana condensed into a substantial punch to hit the Ice Shadow.

The Ice Shadow was hit and flew out, making a sharper scream, and then disappeared in the wind and snow.

Everyone then realized and asked, "What is this?"

Zhao Qi sent a voice transmission: "Indigenous people can attack sound waves and project ice thorns. Each one has the strength of the first level of innateness, be careful."

Ye Guangyin immediately shouted: "Everyone comes to me, take me as the center, and walk out of this area."

Zhao Qi said: "It's too late, you guys see!"

Sure enough, at least fifteen crystal clay figures around everyone showed their figures in the wind and snow, and the harsh roar began to echo in everyone's ears again.

Zhao Qi had predicted several times that Ye Guangyin's prestige had been frustrated, and Ye Guangyin was forced to use thunder means to kill a crystal diamond man to establish his authority.

I saw Ye Guangyin sacrificing his magic weapon, which was an ordinary-level magic weapon, the small silver hammer. As soon as the small silver hammer was sacrificed, it rose in the wind and became as big as a cow in a blink of an eye.

"Go!" Ye Guangyin's mantra changed and he operated the silver hammer and attacked one of the crystal diamond clans.

The silver hammer was very fast, and Ye Guangyin was in the third level of innate nature, so he was very confident in dealing with a diamond clan. But when the result appeared, Ye Guangyin's face turned ashen.

The Crystal tribe was forced to suffer a silver hammer from his own, but a large piece of ice armor was smashed off. He spitted out a mouthful of cold blue blood, and got up from the ground again.

"It's over." Everyone saw this scene and their faces were pale and their hearts fell into the bottomless abyss.

Zhao Qi just frowned. He had several ways to deal with these crystal diamond people, but once he did it, his strength would be exposed. This was not what he wanted. What should he do?

Just when Zhao Qi was in a dilemma, a long roar came from a distance. The long roar sounded very far away, but when it reached his ears, it looked like thunder. Everyone's faces changed, including the Crystal Diamond Clan whistled uneasyly.

Zhao Qi's face also changed because he couldn't do it, and it was at least something that could only be done by a strong man in the seventh level of the innate Dharma Sect.

Zhao Qi wanted to burst out his strength as a last resort, but when he heard the long roar, he immediately became silent again.

Sure enough, a figure appeared soon.

The figure is a young man, wearing a blue dress and extraordinary spirit. He was standing on the open space and there was an endless power covering the entire sky.

The young man glanced at him and his eyes immediately stopped on the fifteen crystal clay men: "Crystal clay! Followers of the royal snow musk centaur, why do you appear here? Say it quickly!"

One of the fifteen Crystal Diamond Clans had one of the shortest figures and replied in a very mechanical voice: "Who are you? Your strength is already as strong as our Dharma King."

In the indigenous culture of Xiaohantian, the master of the seventh level in the innate world is respected as the Dharma King, and the master of the master is respected as the True King.

"Pengtian." The young man said two simple words.

"Pengtian. I have conveyed your name to our Poisonous Dharma King through the secret method. The Poisonous Dharma King will avenge us, and you will not get any news from us."

"Is that so? Then you go and die!" As the young man spoke, a pair of huge black wings suddenly rose behind him. Xiao Hantian, who had originally been in the eyes of everyone, suddenly turned dark.

The crystal clay man was immediately pierced by countless black shadows. The ice armor they were proud of had no effect at all, and they screamed and were torn to pieces.

Just one move!

Just one move! All the crystal diamond people were killed, and then they swung their sleeves and all the spoils were collected.

Zhao Qi's eyes shrank, so strong that he could kill anyone at will, but he could not kill everyone at once.

"See Senior Brother Pengtian." When the night passed, Ye Guangyin, Zhao Qi and others hurriedly visited.

Pengtian nodded and asked, "Which peak did you come to join the war?"

Ye Guangyin replied: "Gutan Peak."

Pengtian immediately curled his lips and said, "You ordinary disciples don't follow the army to join the war, but come here to earn money and points. Don't you know that this place is more dangerous? I learned that the Snow Musk Centaurus, one of the royal clans of Xiaohantian, came here, and you can leave quickly to avoid dying in vain."

As soon as he finished speaking, several eagles crowed from the sky.

A white shadow fell from the sky. This white shadow was an owl three-person tall, with slender and white hair all over. A graceful figure jumped out of the hair. It was obviously not an ordinary disciple, and there was no such cool disciple among the peripheral disciples.

"Senior Brother Pengtian, you are really powerful. You killed these natives with one move. I am not as fast as you can even sit on a cat, Snow Eagle."

As soon as he heard this voice, Zhao Qi was tense all over, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. The graceful figure immediately coincided with a person in his memory.

It's her!

Zhao Bingxuan!

Old hatred suddenly surged into Zhao Qi's heart, his fists clenched and the flames of hatred in his eyes seemed to be able to burn the other party directly.

Five years have passed.

My once beautiful and gentle aunt is actually a femme fatale.

Every day and night when my father stayed in the water prison, he cursed this poisonous woman all the time. As the saying goes, father and son are united, Zhao Qi also resented this woman. If he hadn't been a great wilderness body, the elders would not have found out that he had taken the Pure Yang Pill, and maybe he would have been trapped in the water prison because of this woman's betrayal. How could he have today?

Finally met!
Chapter completed!