Chapter 840

Wuyang is extremely rampant. It humiliates the "cold saint" with words and wants to disturb the "cold saint". Otherwise, it is really not easy to control the "cold saint" for a moment!

The "saint of cold days" raised her cold eyebrows and shouted:

"Die!"

The "saint of cold days" was furious, and the "tianshuangdao sword" in her hand erupted into a more terrible cold, sweeping all directions, freezing the space and breaking the golden fairy.

At the moment when the golden vertical and horizontal fighting spirit was cut off, it was reorganized again, and its speed was astonishing. Nevertheless, it also delayed the time when the "saint of cold days" was shackled.

The "cold day Saint" looks angry, but her heart is not angry. She is as calm as water. She has been thinking about how to break these golden lines, but this fighting spirit is too strange. No matter how terrible her magic killing skills are, they are constantly cut. The seven immortal rings behind the Wuyang brain are bright. The "cold day Saint" knows the secret, I'm afraid it's in the seven belief immortal rings behind Wuyang's head.

"Ha ha, 'cold saint', I want you to be my female slave and give birth to children for me. At that time, I'll see what kind of expression Xuanyuan has." Wuyang laughed more and more wildly, and his golden fighting spirit continued to rush out, attacking and killing the "cold saint".

"Don't resist, saint in cold weather. I'll come to the world sooner or later. Then you'll be my concubine. What else are you dissatisfied with?"

I saw that the golden fighting spirit hit the frost armor on the "cold saint" for a moment, and it was broken by cold. Obviously, it was not easy to shackle the "cold saint".

Wuyang knows that the "cold day Saint" has a higher heart than the sky. If you want to get rid of the "cold day Saint" as soon as possible, you must first break the "cold day Saint"'s Tao heart. Every word he says contains the mysterious sound of the great road, which is dedicated to attacking the heart God.

The "saint of cold weather" remained unmoved. Within a hundred thousand feet, the runes on the frost prison were shining brightly, and the ice colored streamers shot at the purple micro pure Yang real dragon. In the big cage, the nine purple micro pure Yang real dragons derived from Wuyang began to fall, while in the small cage, the "saint of cold weather" fell, Now it depends on which side can't resist first.

"What? Wuyang, are you afraid? I want to see if your nine worms can hold on longer or I can hold on longer. As soon as they are broken, you will be crushed into fly ash and annihilated in an instant and no longer exist."‘ In cold weather, the saint 'does not mess in the face of danger, but attacks Wuyang's original heart with the sound of the avenue.

Wuyang smiled and said:

"Do you really think this is all my means? Well, I'll put you right here today, shackle your magic power, and then break your Yuan Yin body to let the people in the East China Sea know that your 'cold day saint' is already my woman dancing the sun."

As soon as the voice fell, the light contained in the seven immortal rings behind Wuyang's head rushed into the sky, and another Wuyang evolved.

As soon as the "saint of cold weather" looked frozen, her heart shook:

"Taoist body! This is a Taoist body condensed by the power of faith. It has the same strength as Wuyang, but without the blessing of the seven immortal rings, even so, I can't resist it!"

The "cold saint" deeply understood what the appearance of the Tao body meant. Wuyang looked at the subtle expression changes of the "cold saint" and laughed and said:

"How about the 'cold day saint', just accept your fate. If you compromise obediently and practice with me, you can ensure that you can get so much benefits. Otherwise, you can't blame me for plundering your divine powers and accomplishments with the avenue of picking Yin and tonifying yang."

The look of the "cold weather saint" was determined, and she was ready to fight to the death. When she saw her eyes, the look of Wuyang changed and said:

"Don't mistake yourself, cold saint. You have a good identity. You can let me let you go. As long as you cooperate with me, set a trap and catch Xuanyuan, I can give you his treasure."

If the "cold day Saint" tries to die, Wuyang will never stop it, and the "vertical and horizontal cult" will tie the knot with the "cold day fairy house". After all, the "cold day Saint" is a "frost fairy body". Wuyang can still measure the pros and cons.

"Wishful thinking, Wuyang, you can't be Xuanyuan's opponent in your life. There's only one end for you, just a drowning dog. If Xuanyuan can defeat you once, he can defeat you for the second time. In a state of mind like you, let alone the great emperor, he can't even step into the realm of sages."‘ Every word of "saint in cold weather" is stinging Wuyang's heart.

Wuyang looked very cold and said:

"Do you think Xuanyuan is worth your life?"

"Worth it."‘ The "saint of cold weather" is sonorous and powerful.

"Well, I'll kill you. See if Xuanyuan dares to come to the 'vertical and horizontal sect' to find me for you." The dancing sun looks fierce. It doesn't matter to him that the younger generation of Tianjiao fights the enemy and kills the "saint of the cold sky". Even if he forms a tie with the "cold sky fairy house", it's impossible for the two fairy houses to go to war. It's just that he should be careful when he travels in the future. It's a big deal to be closed for thousands of years. When his strength is great, the supreme figures of the "cold sky fairy house" can't help himself.

At this time, suddenly a clear shadow quietly stepped into the cage of Tianshuang. She wore white yarn on her face, her long hair was like a waterfall, danced with the wind, her clothes fluttered, her posture was flexible, her breath was dusty, and she was like a goddess coming. Her eyes were full of divine light, the avenue was friendly, and the dance sun was very sensitive. She directly played the golden thread vertically and horizontally, and wanted to entangle it, However, I saw that the gold lines were vertical and horizontal, and the moment they hit her, they were broken inch by inch and no longer reorganized.

"What, you can kill my mortal fighting spirit..." Wuyang looked surprised and looked at the person. She knew who this person was. She was the saint of Linglong fairy house, Zhi last.

"What I cultivate is the way of birth. I don't want to be in the world of mortals. How can things in the world of mortals shackle me? You fight against the spirit of the world of mortals, and you haven't become a great road. If you can integrate all three thousand mortals, seven emotions and six desires into it, I'm afraid I will continue to cut......" Zhi last's words are gentle, stepping into the air, growing lotus step by step. The light of the road is like rain, turning into thousands of golden thread fighting spirit. She looks at the Wuyang, Soft channel:

"Why don't you turn fighting into friendship when you're in charge of the son of God? How about it?"

"It used to be the Zhi last saint of Linglong fairy house. Well, since the Zhi last saints have said so, why don't I sell the Zhi last saint's face in Wuyang? This time, I'll let go of the" cold weather saint ". It's said that Linglong fairy house is compassionate, doesn't compete with people, and specializes in fighting. As soon as I see it today, it's really extraordinary. All the veins of Linglong fairy house inherit the style of Taizu , admirable. "

Wuyang is no longer ferocious, but a refined elder. He bows and salutes with a warm smile. The means of changing his face is amazing.

In fact, Wuyang also knows that Zhishu has a good relationship with Xuanyuan. When he comes to save the "cold day Saint", he will not be able to resist the means of the two saints. It's better to be a natural person. He can also have a step down. He still wants to understand the gains and losses. Today, the "cold day Saint" is afraid he can't catch it. Wuyang hates it, I can't wait to tear up Zhi last, but he can only behave like this.

"Thank you for your kindness, Wuyang saint. Then you'd better stop now!" Zhi last looked at the 'Saint of cold days' and smiled.

The "saint of cold weather" didn't say much. The frost dragon disappeared all over the sky, and the frost cage turned into nothingness in an instant that day. Without saying anything, Wuyang saluted Zhi last again, saying:

"The holy woman of Zhi last must have deep attainments in the way of cultivation. If she has the opportunity to dance in the sun in the future, she will visit in person. I hope the holy woman of Zhi last can give her advice at that time."

"Always welcome." Zhi last smiled lightly.

"Ha ha, well, in that case, I'll leave Wuyang." As soon as the voice fell, Wuyang left with his Tao body and disappeared in front of them. He hated it. This Tao body was his secret. Everyone who had seen his Tao body died because Zhi last broke his plan. He had hated Zhi last to his bones.

"Why let him go?"‘ The saint of cold days looked at Zhi last and asked, "together, you and I will surely be able to kill him. Letting him go will only be bad for Xuanyuan in the future."

"When's the time for retribution? Younger martial brother Xuanyuan asked carefully before he left. It seems that he guessed it." Zhi last jade spits out a few fairy lights on her fingers and integrates them into the body of the "saint of cold days" to repair her secret injury.

"People like Wuyang won't have such a mind as you. He will be unfavorable to Xuanyuan. If you let him go, you'll give Xuanyuan another strong enemy."‘ The saint in cold weather saluted to express her gratitude, but she didn't understand Zhi last's behavior.

"Younger martial brother Xuanyuan's emperor road is broken out by his own. We don't open the way for him. What we can do is just to quietly watch him grow all the way, protect the people around him from harm, and improve his cultivation, which is the best help to him." Zhi last's words are gentle, like spring breeze and rain, moistening things silently. The "saint of cold days" seems to have an epiphany and convinced.

"I've been taught..." the "saint of cold days" was relieved and said: "I'm lucky to get to know the saint of Zhi last today. Why don't we walk together, talk about scriptures and Taoism, and discuss their spiritual morality?"

"Please..." the two saints stepped away, leaving only the peeping Wuyang. They almost broke their teeth and said viciously:

"Two smelly * *, I want you to surrender at my feet in the future, Xuanyuan. Even if you escape to the ends of the earth, I can't chase you, but I won't let go of any of your women..."