Although it is only a vision of the cold spring of hell, it still exudes a deep chill, and even the big cave sky of the king of the North Ridge can freeze!

This chill was still spreading, and a layer of frost appeared on the eyebrows and hair of the King of North Ridge.

"broken!"

The King of the North Ridge roared, bursting out blood, abandoning the big cave, breaking the frost layer on his body, and continuing to kill toward the edge!

"Humph!"

Mingfeng sneered, mockingly.

Under his gaze, the King of the Northridge was like a beast struggling and helpless, uttering his last cry before he died.

"I can't help myself."

Ming Feng suddenly made a move, slapped his palm on the side of the black knife that was cut in the direction of thunder, and completely dissolved the power of the king of the north ridge.

At the same time, Ming Feng took the opportunity to break through the defense of the King of the North Ridge, pressing the opponent's chest!

The King of North Ridge had no time to take the knife, so he could only punch his backhand and collide with Mingfeng's palm.

boom!

Fist hand to hand.

A chill followed the fist of the King of the North Ridge, and instantly poured into his body!

On the arm of the King of the North Ridge, a layer of frost spread quickly towards the body along his arm at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The king of Beiling shivered, and his heart was shaken!

The two sides just fight each other, and he has already been severely injured, and the blood in the body, even the internal organs, has a tendency to freeze into ice!

"puff!"

The King of Northridge spit out a mouthful of blood.

The blood was spilled on the ground, braving the cold air, it had already turned into a pile of **** ice ball.

In the **** world, in the same rank, the blood of the ancient Ming clan is supreme!

The Great Cave Sky of the King of the North Ridge was frozen by another Pluto’s blood anomaly, unable to use it, and losing his greatest support.

Ming Feng dealt with him, without even releasing Dong Tian, ​​just relying on his physical bloodline, it was enough to suppress it!

Pluto did not give the King of North Ridge a chance to breathe, and took a step further, pressing a palm on the King of North Ridge's chest.

Click!

The chest of the King of the North Ridge collapsed deeply.

The cold air entered the body, and the king of the north ridge was shocked, unable to control his figure, fell to the ground, his lips were blue from the cold, and his body kept trembling.

Seeing this scene, the princes and giants of all parties in Beiling all looked complicated.

The dignified generation of the king of Beiling, who ruled Beiling for more than 100,000 years, did not expect to end this way today, so embarrassed.

"father!"

Tang Qing'er exclaimed, trying to rush forward desperately, but was stopped by Uncle Chen next to her.

"Ugh."

The king of Beiling sighed in his heart, his spirits were depressed, and his thoughts were ashamed.

The gap between the two sides is too great.

With the prisoner’s edict, almost no one dared to stand with him.

And he couldn't stop the king of the ancient Ming clan at all.

Today, his ending is doomed.

Since the prison host Hanquan decided to kill him, he would not give him any chance.

The King of Beiling looked back at the blood of the descendants behind him, his last gaze fell on Tang Qing'er, and there was still a glimmer of hope in his heart.

"Shen Tuying, after today, Qing'er should have been married to Nanlin, and is no longer a member of my Beiling Tang family."

The King of Beiling looked at Young Master Nanlin, and whispered: "If you miss your old feelings, please keep Qing'er, I..."

"what did you say!"

Before the King of Beiling finished speaking, Young Master Nanlin interrupted him quickly, with a look of disgust, and waved his hand for fear of avoiding it: "There is no old relationship between Tang Qinger and I, it's just a acquaintance."

"you……"

The king of Beiling was very angry and glared.

Young Master Nanlin glanced at Mingfeng with a jealous look, for fear of being implicated by the King of Beiling, he quickly cursed: "Old thing shut up! You are really sinister, before you die, you want to get me into the water in Nanlin!"

Tang Qing'er looked at Young Master Nanlin coldly, her eyes indifferent, as if she was looking at a stranger.

"Hahahaha! It's really interesting."

Mingfeng couldn't help laughing, and clapped his hands: "King Beiling, look, even if I am willing to let your Tang family stay alive, no one will dare to take you in."

Young Master Nan Lin glanced away, and suddenly saw the martial arts deity who was still sitting on his seat, contented and contented, and said quickly, "Master Mingfeng, I want to report to you!"

"Oh?"

Ming Feng frowned.

Young Master Nanlin pointed to the martial arts deity not far away, and said: "Look, my lord, the purple-robed monk with a silver mask is not a person in my cold spring prison!"

"This person once said by himself that he is from the heavenly realm of the Middle Thousand World!"

"Zhong Thousand World?"

Mingfeng frowned and said, "How is it possible?"

But after his divine sense swept across the body of the martial arts deity, he soon discovered that the body of the martial arts deity did exude a breath of vitality.

Tang Qing'er stared at the young master Nanlin, and said solemnly: "Today is the catastrophe of my Tang family in Beiling. It has nothing to do with others. The barbaric daoists did not join Beiling. Shen Tuying, don't involve the innocent!"

Tang Qing'er knew that it was impossible to escape death today, but the martial arts deity was invited back by her. If it is implicated in it, it is purely a disaster.

"Tsk tut!"

Young Master Nan Lin curled his lips and said in a weird manner: "Is he so nervous and started to defend him? I've seen it a long time ago, you are a slutty, sloppy man!"

"Master Mingfeng, you have seen it too, I really have no friendship with this bitch."

In order to clarify the relationship with Tang Qing'er, the young master Nanlin even uttered foul language.

Young Master Nan Lin continued: "This Tang Qing'er, knowing that this person is from the heavens, has taken the initiative to take him in. It can be seen that the Tang family in Beiling has long been wronged!"

This is the theory of guilt by desire and punishment of the heart.

But Mingfeng nodded, very satisfied, and said: "In this way, destroying the Beiling Tang family is not wrong to them."

"Simply wise!"

Young Master Nanlin said flatly, and then said: "Also, this person just came to Hanquan Prison and killed an ancient Ming clan master on the corpse mountain!"

"Ok?"

Hearing this, the lord of Shishanling moved his expression and asked, "He will kill Bei Xuanming?"

"Exactly!"

Young Master Nanlin nodded quickly and said: "I saw it with my own eyes, and after he killed General Bei Xuanming, Tang Qinger still wanted to take the initiative to cover up this matter."

"I fought hard at the time, how can an outsider slaughter the creatures in my Hanquan prison at will, and still be the noble ancient Ming clan? However, the little **** Tang Qinger didn't listen at all and insisted on protecting this person!"

Young Master Nanlin performed his best, describing the true and the false again, and picked himself up clean.

Ming Feng laughed suddenly, his eyes turned, and he fell on the body of the martial arts deity, and said quietly: "A foreigner with a hidden head and bare tail, dare to kill me from the ancient Ming clan? You are not brave enough."

The martial arts deity ignored Mingfeng, but only drank the wine in his hand before putting down the wine glass, and said lightly: "Kill then kill, what can you do with me?"