Chapter 742

Here are some women.

The first one is wearing a snow-white dress and carrying a snow-white sword. He has a graceful figure and a gauze on his face.

Clean, cool and moving.

As soon as she appeared, the woman gave people a bright feeling.

"How beautiful!"

"I swear, I will marry a fairy from the holy land of ice and snow in the future."

The disciples of the ethereal sect looked straight.

Hearing the speech, several female disciples of the ice and snow Holy Land blushed and gave those bold disciples a white look.

If others say these words, they will definitely cut it with a sword to let them know what is the power of ice and snow female swordsmen.

However, these disciples come from the ethereal sect!

Who dares to move under the cover of leaf maple?

"Headmaster ye, I'm the eldest disciple of snow goose, the new holy master of snow and ice on the moon night. I'm responsible for receiving predecessors and members of your sect."

The cultivation of snow on a moonlit night is very high.

With only a hundred years of bone age, she is already a senior emperor who has broken through the virtual environment. Looking at the whole mainland of China, she is also a top Tianjiao.

However, in front of Ye Feng, she dared not have the slightest arrogance and disrespect.

"Please lead the way."

"Please come with me, headmaster Ye."

On a moonlit night, Xue and several female disciples walked on both sides of Ye Feng, surrounded him and brought wisps of fragrance.

Ye Feng looked as usual.

However, Yu Guang caught a glimpse of the white skin on snow's neck on a moonlit night, and he felt dry.

"Enchanting body?!"

Ye Feng frowned slightly. He didn't understand why this constitution appeared in the snow and ice holy land known as snow and ice innocence.

Invisible, the world shrouded his whole body, and he immediately returned to normal.

……

Ice and snow holy city center.

A huge square.

There are countless seats within a hundred miles. Let alone 100000 people, even one million or ten million will be fine.

There is a high platform in the center of the square.

That is the place where snow geese add the throne of Holy Lord.

Surrounded by VIP seats, surrounded by high platforms.

"Please sit down."

On the moonlit night, the snow sent Ye Feng and others to the distinguished guest's table, let them sit down and eat the good wine sent by the maid.

All the other seats were occupied.

"Hello, leader Ye!"

The imperial Lord sat not far away. Seeing Ye Feng, he quickly got up and saluted.

"Headmaster ye, long time no see."

Yuluo Zhunsheng of Wanhua holy land was also present.

It's not just him.

Wanjian I of wanjian holy land, rhinoceros emperor of duantian mountain, Wu Xuan of batian forbidden area, xiaocangtian of Cangqing forbidden area and others also arrived at the scene.

Even the Lord of the holy city of the scorching sun arrived.

When they saw Ye Feng, they got up and saluted.

Seeing this scene, people of all major forces were amazed at Ye Feng's contacts.

"It's worthy of being a God. Almost all the big men took the initiative to say hello to him."

"How envious!"

"I also want to say hello to leader ye, but I'm not qualified to sit in the front row. I can't even see leader Ye's face."

The people of the major forces cried with envy.

Whoosh!

Yin rurong appeared with hundreds of practitioners from Tianmiao holy land and sat in the distinguished guest seat on the other side.

However, she didn't say hello to Ye Feng.

People can see that Ye Feng and Yin rurong seem to have gaps, or contradictions and conflicts.

Only a few people, such as Yu Luo Zhunsheng, imperial Lord and Wu Xuan, knew what happened in the main body of thunder hall.

But they don't say.

Naturally, this matter did not spread.

"Welcome all distinguished guests!"

After a long time, a cold voice came down from the sky. Everyone looked at it and saw dozens of graceful figures falling slowly.

The person in charge is the snow goose.

Today, she put on a gorgeous red dress and wore a phoenix hairpin. She was elegant, just like a proud snow red plum, surrounded by dozens of fairies.

"How beautiful!"

This is the first time countless people have seen the true face of snow geese.

The snow-white and flawless face, the skin that can be broken by blowing, and the holy and cold temperament always arouse people's desire to conquer.

Ye Feng sat in his seat.

He frowned slightly and always felt something wrong.

It seems that danger is coming.

……

Hanging mountain.

In an ancient hall.

After this period of efforts, the ultimate incarnation of the holy land jointly created by Lingwei Shenghuang and wusheng has been fully formed.

In the altar.

A great man stood upright.

His appearance is somewhat similar to the fog saint and the holy emperor of Lingwei. People who don't know think this is their father!

The man's face is like a knife and axe, with sharp edges and corners, and his eyes reveal a cold feeling.

The whole body has reached the Holy Land!

"It's finally done."

Fog Saint loosened his hand and almost collapsed.

The holy emperor of Lingwei narrowed his eyes and said, "this is the real incarnation of the holy land. However, once the boundary is lower, he can only survive for three days."

The fog Saint said:

"He can burn his own strength and give play to his strength several times more than himself at the cost of shortening his existence time. Not to mention three days, half a day is enough to erase Ye Feng."

"Isn't the Holy Lord of Tianmiao holy land a holy soldier? If she gives support, can this incarnation kill Ye Feng?"

Fog Saint added.

"No problem." The holy emperor of Lingwei sneered, "the holy soldier whose voice is like Rong in the holy land of Tianmiao is only at the Holy Level and can't turn the world around. Besides, she may not make a move."

"In that case, send the avatar down to the world!"

Tear it!

The two of them worked together to tear the void, took out a special ancient order, stabilized the space oppression, and forcibly sent the incarnation into the crack.

Ice and snow holy city.

Millions of people are still watching the Lord's canonization in the square.

The process was wonderful.

Snow geese ascended the throne of the Holy Lord, took over the scepter symbolizing the throne from the incarnation of the former Holy Lord in the snow and ice holy land, and officially became the Holy Lord in the snow and ice holy land.

Then there were countless young female disciples dancing swords.

With graceful posture and light movements, countless people cheered and straightened their eyes.

"In my life, I can watch the fairies dancing swords in the snow and ice holy land once. Even if I die, it's worth it."

Someone shouted.

But no one refuted him.

There's a good saying.

Peony flowers die, ghosts are also romantic.

In the eyes of most people on the scene, the female disciples of the ice and snow holy land are really unique. They are graceful, light and beautiful. They have a cool temperament and are more attractive.

"Oh, really, is it worth dying? In this way, this saint will kill all of you today. "

In the sky.

Suddenly there was a bone cold sound.

Everyone stopped and looked up at the sky.

High in the air, the cold wind is biting.

A great man clenched his fist, his face was cold, his hands hung down naturally, and his clothes rang.

Dong!

The man took a sudden step down.

A terrible breath instantly collapsed the void and bombarded everyone. Many people immediately vomited blood and fell to the ground. Only a few people can withstand the pressure.

"Holy land?!"

The crowd looked at the man with a look of horror.

As strong as Yu Luo Zhunsheng, snow goose and Yin rurong, they all feel great pressure.

"Ye Feng, die!"

After injuring millions of people with one foot, the ultimate incarnation of this terrible Holy Land stared at Ye Feng, and his eyes were full of resentment.

"You look like the fog saint."

Ye Feng used the heaven and earth field to protect the disciples of the sect, and then rushed to the sky to confront the incarnation.

"You see!"

The incarnation stared at Ye Feng and smiled grimly.

He is the ultimate incarnation jointly created by the fog saint and the holy emperor of Lingwei. He can give full play to their power perfectly. However, in order to lower the world, he cut himself, so that he was not targeted by the residual thoughts of heaven.

Therefore, the ultimate incarnation is still in the recovery stage.

He stared at Ye Feng and didn't do it for a long time. After a while, his actual strength could recover to the peak and give full play to the combat power of the holy land.

At that time, it was the time of Ye Feng's death!

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