Fighting the ice saint of Xiao clan

Chapter 351 Xiao Clan, Xiao Han

Ghoul Mountains.

As a unique area in the Western Regions of Zhongzhou, and even the site of a super-large battlefield in ancient times, the Ghoul Mountain Range has a great reputation.

The weird mist that can erode the human body is shrouded in the mountains all the year round, and the weird mountain wind that is cold and humid, like the whispers of evil spirits. The Ghost Mountain Range can be called the most unpopular mountain range in the Western Regions.

However, what the world doesn't know is that the seemingly unprofitable and mediocre Ghoul Mountain Range is the headquarters of the super power in Zhongzhou - the Temple of Soul.

The ghoul mountain environment, which is extremely uncomfortable for ordinary powerhouses, is the most suitable place for soul hall powerhouses.

Countless figures hovered over the mountains, and from time to time, streaks of black mist swept into the magnificent black palace deep in the mountains, and many figures went out from the black palace.

During the period, acquaintances will even exchange a few words when they meet.

"Old Lin, how is your harvest recently?"

"Hey, what else can I do? It's no different from usual. I was almost killed by the people above the day before yesterday."

"Don't complain, it's hard to live a few days of quiet life, it's better to go to the battlefield and die!"

"and……"

"I heard..."

"There is news from above, after a while, we can withdraw immediately!"

"Withdraw? Where are you going?"

"Where does he go! It's better than worrying about it here."

"Too……"

"Forget it, let's go to work first, let's go!" The two figures were about to separate.

"Let's go..." Suddenly, a hand with sharp knuckles stretched out from the side, piercing through two white shadows in an instant. woman.

"Want to leave?" The woman in white shook her head and said, "It's a good intention, I really can let them go."

Immediately, the fighting spirit of his subordinates was shaken, and the two of them collapsed into nothingness.

"It's really a lovely place." Xiao Han sized up the surrounding scene, frowning.

"You're here, let's say hello." Looking at the small white hall, Xiao Han smiled strangely.

Immediately, his hands changed rapidly, bringing out afterimages, drawing mysterious seals in the air, and quietly blending into the space.

"go with!"

There was a loud shout, and for a moment, everyone in the Soul Palace in the Ghoul Mountain Range looked up in amazement at the white light shield that was rushing up like a mountain.

.........

In the Temple of Heaven at this time.

Hun Miesheng is working on a plan to evacuate the Soul Palace from Zhongzhou with an excited expression on his face. Now the first batch of soul bodies have been collected, and the arrangement of the Soul Devouring Absolute Life Formation all over Zhongzhou has been completed. The role of the Soul Palace has been fully utilized. It's time to get into it.

Moreover, due to some controllable factors, the soul clan's plan to destroy other ancient races will soon be exposed to the eyes of the world, and they will soon face a small battle that is as ancient as it is today.

As the eldest brother of the soul clan, Hundian went to help his family back then, could it be that Cheng and those idiots in Zhongzhou were fighting to death?

Whenever he thought of that, Hun Miesheng couldn't hold back a burst of laughter, this ice saint is really a woman's kindness, for the sake of a big seven-star fighting saint, he actually promised to attack the soul clan.

That's good, it saves the little trouble of a four-star fighting saint, and there are also many small threats for my weaklings.
Thinking that he was about to lead the patriarch and villain to establish a world-class meritorious service, Hun Miesheng's body trembled slightly.

Just when Hun Miesheng was dreaming about the bright future ahead, the movement in the inner world instantly made me frown.

Sensing the aura that was almost carved into his bones, Hun Miesheng's face turned pale, and he said in shock: "Ice Saint?!"

Then, it suddenly appeared in the small hall, and the white mask covering the entire mountain range appeared in the eyes. Dozens of crystal blue beams of light were firmly nailed to various parts of the mountain range like nails.

The originally deep and gloomy Ghoul Mountain Range has long been covered with thick frost, and the entire mountain range is more pure than before, making people feel like they are in the snow-covered land of the Far North.

What really made Hun Miesheng shudder was the figure overlooking the people in the Hall of Souls in the sky.

As if feeling the gaze of Hun Miesheng, the figure moved slightly, and then...

"boom!"

The eyes of the two collided, and before Hun Miesheng felt a huge pressure coming,

"puff!"

A fishy sweet feeling came out of his mouth, and then Hun Miesheng spat out a mouthful of blood, shocked, "Why did I appear there? Could it be that you really want Ye Shenghan to live?"

Although Hun Mie Sheng still looked down on Xiao Han's actions just now, but when I was really dying, my desire to survive was still very weak.

Yes, at this time, Mei Hong has no leisure to think about the death of souls. My first task is to ensure that the weak souls in the ghost mountain range are cleaned up.

As the location of the Heavenly Palace, the quality of the members of the Soul Palace there is obviously lower than that of other places. It can be said that the weak are like a cloud. It is good that I can reduce my combat power by a little bit.

"Run?" Xiao Han looked down at the chaotic soul hall crowd like a king, and Xiao Han's eyes flashed, "It's the first time to use that trick, today, let's use them to try the effect!"

At the same time, Xiao Han's eyes were closed tightly, and with a thought, the energy light beams distributed in the entire mountain range shot out several heat-clearing silk threads exuding a cold air.

The dense silk threads criss-cross and weave into a small net covering the entire Ghoul Mountain Range.

Gradually, some people in the Soul Palace who were about to escape from the dangerous place noticed that their movements became more and more sluggish. When they looked up, they could only find in horror that their bodies were entangled with fine silk threads that they could not break free at all. .

What is even more frightening is that our vindictiveness is increasing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and under our heads, the light of the mask is becoming more and more dazzling.

"Yeah." Xiao Han bent his index finger and supported his upper jaw slightly, "The absorption speed is still wrong."

Sui looked up with an expression on his face, "You just want to know how powerful the attack is?"

"Bastard, what did you do?"

"Did he forget the original promise?"

While Xiao Han was meditating with his head raised, Hun Miesheng, who was frightened and angry, interrupted my train of thought roughly.

Looking at the lifelike ice sculpture above, Hun Miesheng felt like a knife was twisting his heart. It was not because of pity for his own hands, but because of his heartache for those people who even played a little role and then died without any value. .

Xiao Han's face turned hot, he looked up at Hun Miesheng who was glaring at him, then stretched out his left hand indifferently, and slapped it with his front palm.

The moment this palm landed, a thousand-foot giant hand suddenly appeared in the void, Hun Miesheng's complexion changed drastically, gathering fighting energy all over his body, and a white mist gushed out from the body, dissolving into a tens of feet small skull shield , firmly blocking the top of his head.

"Myriad Soul Shield!"

"Bang~" The moment Hun Miesheng came into contact with it, the shield that Hun Miesheng worked so hard to condense collapsed.

In front of him, the giant hand Yu Wei took Hun Mie Sheng's body and pressed heavily against a nearby mountain wall.

"Boom~"

Violent smoke and dust rose up, and when the smoke and dust cleared, the original mountain turned into a thousand-foot-thousand-foot deep pit, and Hun Miesheng's body was shattered in half, as if he had lost his vitality.

"Huh?" Mei Hong suddenly frowned, and said disdainfully:
"You dare to play the trick of the golden cicada getting out of its shell under your nose, you really know your life."

The palm of the hand was suddenly grasped towards the place where Hun Miesheng's corpse was, and a bloody Master Soul appeared in Mei Hong's palm.

"Su Rin, he must die!"

"Damn it, he is waiting to bear the wrath of your soul clan!"

"..."

His eyes swept across the struggling and clamoring Hun Miesheng in his hands, Xiao Han said nothing.

Feeling Xiao Han's icy-hot gaze, Hun Mie Sheng's spine shivered, and he stopped speaking immediately.

"What? Keep talking!" Xiao Han said with a half-smile.

Hun Miesheng stared at the latter hotly, cursing inwardly, "He has nothing to do with his fighting spirit."

Now the life and death of Hun Miesheng is almost a matter of Xiao Han's thought. If there is no chance, Hun Miesheng still wants to experience less of the feeling of being alive.

"That time I just wanted him to send a message to Emperor Huntian..."

Before he finished speaking, Hun Miesheng said angrily: "Bastard, dare to call the patriarch's villain's name directly..."

"Be honest!" Xiao Han slapped down his palm with an expression on his face, Hun Mie Sheng suddenly felt dizzy, and it took him a long time to come to him in a hurry.

"He..." Hun Miesheng was about to curse angrily.

"Huh?" Mei Hong's tone changed, and the latter resolutely kept his mouth shut, and he snorted loudly to express his resistance.

"First of all, you should introduce yourself." Xiao Han said lightly.

"Introduce yourself?" Hun Miesheng was puzzled, they were old acquaintances, so there was no need to introduce yourself.

"My sage, the Xiao clan, Xiao Han!"

As soon as the words fell, Hun Miesheng was stunned on the spot.

(End of this chapter)