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"Snow Dragon King, it's the Snow Dragon King, there are actually two more!" Wu Zhuoma's little face instantly paled as she shouted in panic.

According to the legends of the Tibetan Region, the Snow Dragon King was a strange being that was rarely seen in a hundred years. This thing was invulnerable to weapons and spears, and the cold poison in its body was extremely strong.

"Green Lotus Sword Song!" Danzeng Taibai's wrist shook, and then, a clear whistle sounded as his white beard fluttered in the cold wind, and the soft sword in his hand slashed at Snow Dragon King's legs like a blooming lotus, causing a series of clanging sounds to ring out. Snow Dragon King was immediately flipped onto the ground by Danzeng Taibai, but was still unharmed.

Wu Zhuoma struggled to stand up and pounce towards that purple jade orb that was protecting the peak of the mountain.

"Pah!"

"Clap clap!"

Three explosions suddenly rang in everyone's ears, and immediately after, a human figure rushed up the cliff, this person was around seventy to eighty years old, his beard and hair were all red, and his entire body was exuding a scorching aura, he was dressed in sackcloth, his left hand held a black iron ball in his hand, and his right hand was flashing red. Streaks of fire continuously shot out from the gun in his hand, followed by a large number of snow dragons that were blasted away.

"Eh, Snow Dragon King, I, Old Liang, saw it all. Do you still want to escape to that direction?"

Snow Dragon King was just about to head up the mountain, but for some reason, after smelling the scent on the person, he turned around and was about to escape.

His right hand rubbed for a while, and then the bead was ignited. He slightly closed his left eye, his right eye glanced around, and his right hand pulled the string, causing a "whoosh" sound to ring out. A flaming meteor shot out from the black iron bow, striking right onto Snow Dragon King's hard skull.

"Boom!"

A scarlet red flame suddenly spread out, covering Snow Dragon King's body, and then a sharp cry came out from its mouth, struggling and rolling on the ground, it quickly stopped, and a strange fragrance suddenly emitted from Snow Dragon King's body.

"Thank you, Sir. May I know your name?" Danzeng Taibai cupped his hands towards the person, and his eyes flickered with a bright light.

"Haha, good stuff, good stuff!" The man did not care about him, but picked up Snow Dragon King from the ground instead. With a flash of red light, he cut across the joints, and like a sharp blade, ripped apart the hard shell of Snow Dragon King, revealing the white, tender, and juicy flesh within.

"Kid, you have wine on you?" With his nose twitched, the red-bearded old man turned to look at Xiong Zifeng.

"En," Xiong Zifeng slowly nodded his head and struggled to get up. He took the wine gourd from his waist and passed it to the old man.

"Hehe, good wine, good wine!" The red-bearded old man took it, twisted open the spout, and gulped it down, "Haha, this is great! "Awesome!"

His body flickered, and in the blink of an eye he had caught Xiong Zifeng within his embrace. With a flash of red light, Xiong Zifeng immediately fainted, but immediately, a surge of inner force entered his body, causing the red bearded old man to drink a large mouthful of wine, frowning.

"Hey, Seven Fiends over there, is this kid from my Saint Yuan Gate?" The red-bearded old man puffed his beard and glared at Danzeng Taibai.

"I am Seven Fiends Sect's Taibai Star, Danzeng Taibai. May I know which expert you are from?" Danzeng Taibai smiled at the old man, but did not reply.

"The Wu family is like a flame made from holy essence, Liang Xi, this old fellow is so happy, is this little brat really someone from my Saint Yuan Gate?" Liang Xi's eyes were wide opened, and his red beard stood up.

"Of course not, how could you not know? Didn't the Saint Yuan Gate perish a hundred years ago?" Danzeng Taibai let out a deep sigh, and did not linger on Liang Xi's unkind tone.

"Yes, yes!" The sect that was destroyed a hundred years ago, how could they still have disciples? " Liang Xi released Xiong Zifeng, turned and drank a mouthful of wine, then took a bite of Snow Dragon King's meat, and angrily kicked the rocks beside him.

With a "boom", the rock exploded and turned into dust, flying along with the cold wind. The food poisoning spread all the way down the mountain.

"However, part of the cultivation technique he cultivates is indeed the Saint Yuan Gate's Huang Sha's Nine Serenities. It's just that it's incomplete!" Danzeng Taibai waited until Liang Xi used the stone to vent his anger, and slowly added.

"You …" Liang Xi's eyes stared fiercely, and after circling around once, he bent down and once again embraced Xiong Zifeng, and muttered: "The heavens are endless to my Saint Yuan Gate, and endless to my Saint Yuan Gate!"

A red light flowed down from his arm, and Xiong Zifeng suddenly woke up. When he opened his eyes, he saw the red bearded old man looking at him with red eyes, "Kid, give me a bite, this is good stuff, it can remove the fire poison from your body."