Xiuxian Supreme in the city

Chapter 447
Li Daoren's ambition is not insignificant. At this point, he finally had a showdown with Ye Liushang.

It's no wonder, after the sudden killing just now, the old Taoist tried his best to deal with Qinghan, but he deliberately released water on Ye Liushang, making it clear that he was going to be forced into the ice palace of the snow-capped fire spirit.

"If you want Snow God Flame and Ice Spirit Ginseng, then it's best not to harm her."

Ye Liushang looked back, took a cold glance, and disappeared into the icy blue sea of ​​fire with big strides.

"hey-hey."

Daoren Li gave a strange laugh, secretly proud. From Ye Liushang's words, he judged that this kid should have compromised.

"This guy is really not afraid of the violent cold flames of that Snow Mountain Fire Spirit!"

Shui Xianyao glanced at the little demon on the ground, raised her head, her beautiful eyes were shining, she was extremely cunning.

The other descendants of Xianshan also clicked their tongues secretly.

Ye Liushang has a mysterious cold flame on his body, and people in Xianshan have long known it.

Even last time, some members of the Xianmeng colluded with the underworld, using this person's special ruthlessness to frame him, trying to split him from the Tang family.

"Damn it, this kid actually hid in the ice palace of the Snow Mountain Fire Spirit. Does he want to hide there for a lifetime?"

Jun Jian, the descendant of Kunlun, has a cloudy face and is very unwilling. He wanted to settle the blood debt of Dan Xuzi's uncle with the son-in-law of the Tang family, but the other party slipped into the ice palace relying on his talent.

"Although this Xuanhan Ice Palace is made of ten-thousand-year-old ice with rich energy, it is by no means indestructible. I will cast a spell together to break the Ice Palace and force this person and the Snow Mountain Fire Spirit to come out."

A leader in Xianshan seriously suggested.

Mingchang and Wang Mang, the arrogances of their respective fairy mountains, pondered for a while before nodding.

Not to mention anything else right now, Bingling Ginseng was still imprisoned in the Ice Palace by Xueshenyan, and now a son-in-law of the Tang family who has a feud with the Immortal League has entered, which makes people feel uneasy.

"Go!"

Jun Jian couldn't bear it any longer, and a flying sword was thrown out, surrounding the Shuzhang Dao Talisman, and the sword light and the rune patterns shone, and slashed fiercely at the crystal-like mysterious ice underground palace.

People like Ming Chang and Wang Mang also made moves one after another, continuing the previous offensive.

Shui Xianyao hesitated for a while, but she couldn't refuse, a colorful silk Daobao fluttered in her hand, constantly making ripples on the wall of the ice palace.

After several waves, these descendants of Xianshan were quite satisfied with the effect of the attack. According to this momentum, they could completely smash this Xuanhan Ice Palace in a few hours at most.

"Senior Li, why didn't you make a move?"

When Jun Jian was free to adjust his breath, he found that Li Daoren was standing still there, so he hurriedly asked.

The other descendants of Xianshan were equally suspicious.

Now their offensive momentum is good, but for some unknown reason, Xueshenyan's violent resistance is much weaker than before. At this moment, if this senior Li helps him all out, he will definitely be able to accomplish it very quickly.

But after Li Daoren suppressed the little demon and forced that person into the ice palace, he didn't move again.

Facing the doubts of these rising stars in Xianshan Mountain, Daoren Li squinted his old eyes and stroked his beard with a smile: "No, no, Daoist, I suppressed this little demon for you just now, and my strength has been greatly injured. Aimo can't help."

Hearing this remark, the face of a group of descendants of Xianshan was stiff, and Shui Xianyao even gritted her silver teeth, cursing shamelessly in her heart.

This old thing had just established a great achievement when he captured the little evil spirit, but with the powerful way of this old Taoist priest, how could he hurt his vitality so easily.

In the end, the old guy just didn't want to help, and it seemed that he didn't want them to break the ice palace in a short time, which must be malicious.

A trace of sarcasm flashed in Shui Xianyao's beautiful eyes, and she teased, "Then why didn't the senior use his supernatural powers for me, and directly beat that little demon to death, so as to correct Tiangang!"

Lying under the Xuanshui mirror, Qinghan glared at the holy girl viciously.

"Hehe, the Daoist is weak, wait for me to take a few breaths, and then we can make a long-term plan."

Daoren Li smiled apologetically.

"Humph!"

Shui Xianyao snorted softly, this old cunning guy is like a loach, he is clearly planning for small calculations, and most of them have bad intentions.

Shui Xianyao secretly sent a voice transmission to Ming Chang and the others, and seriously reminded: "Don't fight too hard, I always feel that the old trickster is using a little demon to coerce the son-in-law of the Tang family to do things for him..."

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The attack outside was fierce, and the whole ice palace was shaking, but in the blue sea of ​​flames inside the ice palace, everything seemed extraordinarily quiet.

Xue Shenyan sat cross-legged on his own Xuanbing Throne, and his transformed face actually showed a deep sense of fear, sitting there like an anxious king.

"The two immortal masters from beyond the sky in the past have never reappeared after they came to this world. They should have already broken into the void and gone. I must calm down and not be fooled by that little old man."

The Snow Mountain Fire Spirit, who was still arrogant and boundless before, seemed to have been frightened by something, sitting on pins and needles on the ice seat, telling himself over and over again that the aura just now must be an illusion.

It wasn't until a cold figure quietly emerged from the sea of ​​flames that Xue Shenyan's pupils suddenly widened.

"You... who are you?"

Xueshenyan growled in panic, facing this uninvited guest who had quietly invaded the throne of his forbidden palace, the first thing he subconsciously thought of was not to punish, but to escape.

"What do you say?"

Ye Liushang's eyes danced like a galaxy of blue cold flames, his face was indifferent, and the corners of his mouth curled up in a mocking arc.

"You...you are...the fairy master from beyond the sky..."

Xue Shenyan's heart felt cold, and he almost fell off the ice seat. He was obviously a fire spirit, but he showed an emotion like a fawn being frightened.

As a fire spirit, it is too sensitive to the aura of this person.

Just now when this person appeared outside the ice palace, it thought it was an illusion, but now face to face, Xue Shenyan could no longer deceive himself.

The nightmare it has been fearing all these years has really come!
Although only one came, Xue Shenyan felt as if his doomsday was approaching, his whole body was full of powerlessness, and he was extremely panicked.

"Yeah!"

The little snow-white beast jumped up on Ye Liushang's shoulder, baring its teeth and waving its claws. When the little guy came in front of the Snow Mountain Fire Spirit, he looked annoyed, as if the owner had caught a nasty thief.

Xue Shenyan suddenly seemed to understand something, and hurriedly said in a trembling voice: "Is the Immortal Master here to ask for the ice spirit ginseng for that little guy? This seat... oh no, I... I will return it to you..."

As he said that, a gap opened in the abdomen of the snow mountain fire spirit, and then a ginseng imprisoned in the cold fire spirit by it slowly escaped by itself.

The legendary Bingling Ginseng looks strange in shape, crystal clear, like a ginseng-packed crystal soul, flowing with auspicious colors, exuding charm and intoxicating medicinal fragrance, it is indeed a treasure of the fairy mountain.

(End of this chapter)