Chapter 996

Everyone is targeting moling.

Moling naturally can't ask huoyao Yi. If he asks a woman, his son won't have to be a saint anymore.

"Chu Feng, you are very good, I remember!" Mo Ling said word by word and stared at Chu Feng. Those eyes became extremely terrible. The pupils turned wildly, which made people dare not look directly. The space around him became extremely depressed. You can imagine how angry he was at this time.

Chu Feng ignores moling's threat. His hatred with moling has long been established. If he hadn't left moling and others here, it would lead to the anger of Sanqing fairy palace. He wouldn't care about their life and death at all.

At this time, people of other forces also came forward one after another and stepped into the three divine lights respectively.

"Wait a minute!" At this time, the two voices sounded almost at the same time, and the eyes of all people were frozen. Han Miao and a disciple of the seal heaven palace walked out at the same time, and their eyes fell on one person, who was the person who provoked them.

The man was ready to blend into the divine light. Shocked by the sudden sound, his body stopped in place. Then he felt two cold eyes, and his heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

Of course, he knew what Han Miao and the disciple who sealed the heavenly palace wanted to do, so he felt a little uneasy in his heart and subconsciously stepped back.

"What's the matter?" Chu Feng noticed a trace of abnormality and looked at the disciple and asked.

"Holy Son, there are some people here who should not enter the divine light and should be killed." The disciple hugged Chu Feng.

"Huh?" Chu Feng frowned. It seemed that something had happened when he was away.

"What happened?" Chu Feng asked.

"Before, everyone was doing their best to support the defense barrier. However, several people not only didn't help themselves, but also incited others not to do it. They satirized the temple disciples for many times and even asked us to be buried here with him. They were extremely rampant." The disciple opened his mouth coldly. When he spoke, his eyes always focused on the man and killed Lingling.

After hearing this, Chu Feng's eyes suddenly sharpened a bit. He looked along the disciple's eyes and finally fell on the man. He asked faintly, "is it him?"

"It was this man who started, and several others followed him later."

The man raised his head in some panic and just looked at Chu Feng's eyes. When he saw the killing intention in Chu Feng's eyes, his heart convulsed severely. An unparalleled sense of fear quickly spread all over his body, and his whole body softened.

Chu Feng knows how terrible the character is. What will be the result?

"I have never heard anyone dare to ridicule the temple disciples. You are the first." Chu Feng looked at the man in a calm tone, as if it were just an ordinary conversation.

However, there was a strong oppression in the calm voice. The man was so frightened that he knelt down and his face was as white as paper.

"I was obsessed for a while before. I hope brother Chu will open up. In the future, I will follow brother Chu's order, regardless of the mountains and the sea of fire!" The man hurriedly kowtowed to Chu Feng.

"Brother Chu, do you deserve it?" Chu Feng said with disdain on his face. Then he looked at the people around him and said faintly, "since he has decided to be buried here, he will complete him and abolish his cultivation."

"Yes." The disciple of seal Heaven Temple nodded and looked at the man like a sword. Finally, he could kill the man himself.

"He gave it to me and the others you." Another voice came. The disciple's face was frozen and his eyes turned. When he saw the figure coming out, he didn't say anything and walked towards others.

Just because the figure that came out was stronger than him. It was Han Miao.

Han Miao had long wanted to kill the man. If he had not been stopped by Li Shang, the man would have died. Now it's time to end the matter.

This time, Mo Lishang didn't say anything to stop him, but looked at the scene calmly.

"No, don't kill me!"

Looking at the approaching figure of Han Miao, the man's heart has risen to the extreme, and his breathing seems to have stopped. His face is as pale as earth and as pale as paper.

He never thought that such a thing would happen. He thought that Mo Lishang would die with him, so he was so presumptuous, but in the end, the arrival of Chu Feng changed the fate of others, but did not change him.

He still can't escape death.

At the same time, the bodies of the people who had given up with that man trembled with extreme fear. They were all arrogant people. How difficult it was to cultivate to the realm of the Yuan emperor, but they lost their lives because of a temporary mistake. How sad and ridiculous.

Others looked at the look on these faces, but there was no sympathy in their eyes. The reincarnation of heaven, what they said, will be fulfilled after all.

"Aren't you crazy? Why don't you talk now?" Han Miao looked at the man indifferently. His pupils seemed to turn into ice, just like ice crystals. Just looking at him, the man felt a terrible cold invade his body, freeze everything, and his body would be frozen.

"No, don't..." the man kept shaking his head and his eyes were full of fear.

In an instant, layers of cold ice condensed on him, and the terrible cold gathered around him crazily, forming a terrible storm vortex to bury him.

Seeing that there was no hope of survival, the man was completely crazy. A cruel meaning flashed in his eyes. A sharp breath bloomed out of himself. With a loud click, it was like a long gun breaking out of the air. It rushed out of the storm like lightning and shot at Han Miao's body like a touch of silver streamer.

"I don't know what to do." In Han Miao's heart, the palm of his hand stretched out, and the terrible cold ice rules condensed in front of him and turned into a wall of cold ice, which is extremely strong.

With a loud noise, the silver gun hit the ice wall, and the silver gun was broken directly from the middle. The ice wall stood still, as if it could not be destroyed.

"How could this happen!" The man's face changed greatly. With his three-tier peak strength, he couldn't break the defense gathered by Han Miao in a hurry.

"Die!" The cold Miao drank fiercely and pointed it out. Suddenly, the ice storm around the man whirled rapidly and inserted into the man's body like countless sharp blades.

At this moment, the look on the face immediately solidified there, and the look of shock from the previous moment still remained on the face. His eyes were wide open with strong reluctance.

Finally, his body fell slowly backward, but he didn't die. Han Miao deliberately left a breath for him to suffer the pain of being buried in space.

"What a strong strength." The eyes of the crowd were all frozen, and the waves set off in their hearts, as if they had been strongly bombarded in their hearts.

One blow is enough to see how strong Han Miao's strength is. He can't provoke existence.

And Mo Lishang is the Holy Son of the ice and snow temple. How terrible should it be if its strength is higher than Han Miao?