Chapter 317

In Zhuang Qiang's mind, he suddenly recalled that on the road to the afterlife, Li Xiaofan once said that he was the mysterious young master!

As a result, he was ruthlessly resented by himself at that time.

Now in retrospect, I'm really a variety of tricks to die.

Xiaofeng regretted it and wanted to hit her head against the south wall.

Instead of holding the young master's thigh, he lost watermelon, picked up sesame seeds and flattered Luo Xiaoshen. He was really blind.

She could have a hunch that from now on, her best friend Yu Huadie's performance road would be bright. From then on, even if she took off her shoes, she would not catch up.

Luo Xiaoshen was trampled on the ground and shouted at the top of his voice.

"Li Xiaofan, although you defeated me, so what? Shifu will avenge me."

Luo Xiaoshen's eyes are full of resentment and unwillingness.

He never thought that the legendary Li taixuan was so powerful that he almost had no resistance.

Now, in full view of the public, as a god hidden by the side, he was humiliated by the other party, and Luo Xiaoshen's alveoli were going to explode.

Li Xiaofan condescends and says calmly.

"The God of ice skates, I will kill him naturally!"

"Let you two reunite in the underworld!"

"How dare you --"

"Noisy!"

Poof!

Li Xiaofan stomped on Luo Xiaoshen's head, red and white, splashing everywhere. His round head was directly trampled into a bloody meat pie.

Blood splashed on the haggard old man, white faced fat man and other big men.

But no one dared to stretch out his hand to wipe it. They were frightened. They knelt on the ground and wanted to plunge their heads into the sand.

The gods worshipped by the people were mercilessly killed by Li Xiaofan.

Then, Li Xiaofan bent his fingers and shot a golden sword, which instantly cut through the void and smashed the statue of Luo Xiaoshen about hundreds of meters away from the scene.

Then, Li Xiaofan reached out to attract a flame and burned Luo Xiaoshen in an instant, as if this man had never existed.

Seeing such a sharp and cruel means, the people were even more frightened.

This is a murderer!

But suddenly, Li Xiaofan found that after Luo Xiaoshen's body was burned, a fist sized bead rolled out.

The bead was strangely black all over, and the inner seed seemed to be sealed with countless ghosts and ghosts, sending out bursts of bleak trumpets.

Of course, only he can hear it, and others can't hear it at all.

But even so, the haggard old man was still shivering with the cold smell.

Li Xiaofan's eyes flashed.

As a Xuantian immortal, he can see the essence of this bead at a glance.

"This is a magic weapon similar to Yin beads that nourishes the soul."

I remember when he was in the fairyland, he had seen this magic weapon.

Of course, it is many times more advanced than the one in front of us.

This kind of bead is generally divided into yin and Yang beads.

Yin Zhu absorbs the essence of the moon and all over the world.

Yang Zhu absorbs the essence of sun fire, but all the vigorous Qi under the sky and all kinds of fire can be absorbed.

Once the two masters of yin and Yang have achieved great success, they can combine Yin and Yang. The terrible destructive power can destroy the soul of an immortal on the spot.

Of course, the Yin bead in front of me is not even as good as a real Yin bead.

If you compare the Yin beads of the fairyland to dazzling pearls, then this is a grain of sand in front of you.

However, even so, in this era of lack of aura on earth, it has been valuable.

Unfortunately, Luo Xiaoshen's cultivation method is too evil and completely deviates from the original intention of Yin Zhu to absorb Yin Qi.

If Li Xiaofan's expectation is good, there is another Yang bead, which should be in the hands of the God of ice skates.

Let the combination of yin and Yang be enough to heal the mother's injured soul.

At this time, the supreme monk stood up, glanced at Luo Xiaoshen's body and said in disgust.

"Hum, Luo Feng has a mouth full of benevolence, righteousness and morality on the surface, but secretly he is really a sheep in wolf's skin."

"Maybe you don't know. In order to cultivate Yin beads, this person secretly kills many people, extracts other people's souls and feeds the Yin beads in his body."

After a pause, the supreme monk continued.

"Over the years, I don't know how many people died in his hands, how many lonely ghosts are wandering around, harming other people's lives, and hiding a good side makes a mess!"

"Hum, this time, even if Mr. Li doesn't do it, I have to teach Luo Feng a lesson and expose his hypocrisy. Even if I offend the God of ice skates, so what!"

The supreme monk is upright. His words are sonorous and powerful. Just after his words, the yin-yang man kneeling on the ground asked boldly. "Mage Zhishang, I dare to ask. There is an unclean small hotel in the dense forest not far from Blackwater lake. There are a large number of lonely souls and wild ghosts. As you said, it is all the sins caused by Luo Xiao... Luo Feng!" "sin, sin!" mage Zhishang folded his hands and slightly forehead. Yin and Yang's face was filled with shame. He is known as a yin-yang man. He can communicate with the underworld, but he doesn't know the origin of these ghosts. Isn't he beating himself in the face! At this time, he hid the top of an iceberg with an altitude of about one kilometer. Looking from here, it is covered with snow and ice. The temperature is extremely cold. At night, it can be more than minus 40 degrees. Even in the daytime, it can be minus 20 or 30 degrees under the sun. If ordinary people come here without any protective measures, they will freeze to death if they can't support it for a few hours. In the heavy snow, an old man wearing a coir hat sat cross legged on the ice lake, revealing only an old chin. Above the old man's head, there was a glittering silver bead, spinning constantly. On its surface, there are two yin-yang fish, connected end to end, forming a Tai Chi pattern. Originally, the old man was as quiet as a rock, but in an instant, a violent breath fluctuated from him. The snowflakes dancing around him were frozen in an instant, as if time was fixed at this moment. Then, with a bang, these snowflakes were shattered and fell one after another. The old man raised his head and showed a thin blade face under his hat. His eyes were as sharp as a knife. People didn't dare to look directly. It gives people an illusion that it is not a person sitting cross legged here, but a knife inserted in the ground. The forest cold Sabre awn emitted from the body is enough to compete with the sun in the sky. This man is the ancestor of ice skates. It is said that the skill of one handed blade is superb and has long been mysterious. Therefore, it is also known as the God of ice skate. However, so many experts in Bian Zang, including the haggard old man who ranked third in the list of Bian Zang areas, have never seen the God of ice skates. Because before he challenged the God of ice skates, he was defeated by his apprentice Luo Xiaoshen. "Damn, who dares to kill my beloved!" the God of ice skate roared, and his voice echoed on the top of the whole snow mountain like thunder. On the thick ice lake under my body, the cracks stretch out and spread around in an instant, like spider web cracks. At the same time, above his head, the rotating bead suddenly stopped. The pattern of the intersection of yin and yang fish also disappeared out of thin air. His yin-yang double beads were cultivated with his disciples. On the day when the cultivation of the two beads is completed, he will personally kill Luo Feng and seize his Yin beads, so that the two beads can combine Yin and Yang, so as to expand his soul and improve his cultivation to a higher level. But now, his plan has been broken! The God of ice skates has a bloodthirsty light in his eyes, just like a beast that chooses people and eats them. "I will tear you to pieces no matter who you are!"