Father, can you come back?

No!

But I!

The Three Princes of Fengxue Temple, even if they die, use tens of thousands of people to bury them. Why not?

But is this really true?

What should I do, how to choose?

At the moment of the south wind, the heart was inconspicuous, and there was a remorse for the original.

When you are in the lower bound, you can see the world as a plaything.

In a level a relic.

He met Zhang Mu and his wife, an old lion cub, who was supposed to be killed by Zhang Mu, but he could die in a dying, only the slightest energy. The south wind wanted to see the lion's breakthrough, so he threw a sixth-order. Herbs, instantaneous breakthroughs, increased ability, Zhang Mu has been exhausted, want to take his wife to escape, he wants to watch the drama, he blocked the retreat.

Play in the world, the weak are all ants, he is the wind and snow temple of the three princes south wind, want to do anything, no reason.

Later, when she died in Zhang Mu's arms, Zhang Mu's **** eyes and lingering hatred were vividly in sight.

Is this an enemy?

Nanfeng felt interesting, and left Zhang Mu’s life. It happened that the original Fengxue Pavilion had a gap with Tianxia Mountain. The developmental forces also made Nanfeng feel interesting, step by step, step by step, and then suppress , the giant forces across five small worlds.

His Zhang Mu is a good sparring, a good flavoring.

I did not expect that he actually broke through to the half-step Jindan, still very strong, the south wind did not kill him, but the battle to the Kunlun Mountains, the south wind running against the heavenly treasures, entering the Kunlun fairy world, and a voice 'Welcome to the Kunlun fairyland. ’

He has the late Jin Dan, close to the peak strength, laughing Zhang Mu, leaving him a life.

Very good flavoring, it’s a pity to kill, isn’t it?

In this way, watching Zhang Mu grows step by step, but can not threaten him.

Finally one day, Zhang Mu also went to the late Jin Dan.

Oh.

It turned out that his qualifications were quite good, and it was late.

Two wars, there is actually the ability to escape, very good.

But can this threaten the south wind?

Still not enough, not enough, even giving him decades, it is impossible.

Just because the south wind has the father of the old ancestor.

Except for the other seven ancestors, no one can move him.

This is Zhang Mu and his game that he can't win in his lifetime.

But now.

"I am a southerly wind, I have to lose, and lost to one of my toys?"

His mentality burst.

Listening to the countdown of Zhang Mu, he is very clear that his death is coming.

"court death!"

The elders and the other five elders looked at each other and took out their weapons.

Seeing death?

It’s just a matter of luck.

Hey!

Did not wait for Zhang Han to open, Zi Yan instantly hit a hundred Zhang Hai Yue fan.

It whizzed past and took away the life of six Jindan peaks.

The scene continued to be dead.

"One!"

The sound of Zhang Mu is even colder, and the murderousness has filled the whole world.

The word fell, and the tens of thousands of disciples of the Wind and Snow Temple trembled.

That feeling, as if they were on the guillotine, announced the death penalty.

Just as Zhang Mu wants to open.

The shape of the south wind suddenly suffocated, and his proud head was underground. The voice was extremely bitter:

"Zhangmu, you won."

boom!

The whole person turned into a blood mist, drifting with the wind.

His Royal Highness the Three Princes died?

died!

Tens of thousands of Feng Xuedian disciples were lost in confusion.

Hey!

Some disciples who are not related to each other immediately return to God, knowing that the big things are not good, the body shape is retreating, and they leave quickly.

The fastest is Shi Feng waiting, the instantaneous speed, and even broken eight times the sound barrier.

Standing in the distance, Shi Feng waited a little back to God:

Wind and Snow Temple, is it cool?

At the beginning of the Fengxue Pavilion, he was so arrogant, and the result was Zhang Han, the killing star, and it was cold.

Came to the Wind and Snow Temple, now famous, can be Zhang Qiyang's wife, Zhang Qiyang's wife.

Then, it’s cold.

It’s really cool.

Shi Feng waited for the whole person to have a bad point, but for all of this, he felt that he should be right, there is revenge and resentment, and the death of the south wind, there is nothing to say.

Running fast, in the time of a dozen breaths, has reached the periphery.

They can return to God in the first time, explaining the mentality of eating the masses of the people, and a kind of vigilant mentality.

But the number is less than 20%.

"The whole wind and snow temple is about to be destroyed. I will give you ten minutes to escape. If you can't escape, you will die."

The sound of Zhang Mu is far from spreading.

Oh la la!

Many people were so scared that they fled and fled.

The scene of tens of thousands of people fleeing is shocking.

But those who are even more afraid are those disciples.

How long is the ten breaths?

It’s only twenty or thirty seconds.

It is difficult to run, but there are opportunities.

It is not an exaggeration to say that only those in the peripheral area can escape, and thousands of people who are just close to the south wind do not have that chance.

Zhang Mu does things, there is a heroic wind, the first wave, his countdown, has left a lot of time for many people.

The second wave, when the south wind died, the time of a dozen breaths was also the stage where Shi Feng waited and other people left, and it was the second chance.

The third time, the ten-day time is the last chance.

The thing of the south wind, his hands are next to him, all close to him, the most shocked, the slowest escape, many innocents, also escape with Zhang Mu's mind, if you can't escape, it is life.

"Fast, fast!"

"Ah!"

A lot of exclamations and roars spread throughout the wind and snow temple.

At this moment, Dong Chen looked at Zhang Han’s cough.

See Zhang Han nod, he is in shape

Fly to the side and set up a defensive array in some treasures and medicine fields and places where resources are practiced.

"The ten interest has arrived."

Zhang Mu slowly opened his eyes.

"Hands, single palm, horizontally played seven seconds to dissipate." Zhang Han held the purple left hand to remind the sound.

"Ok."

Ziyan waved his hand and attacked.

The sea moon fan reappears.

From right to left, swept away, seven seconds before, nearly relying on the south wind side of the nearly 10,000 people, died.

The huge fan slowly dissipated.

But Yu Bo began to sweep away in all directions.

The buildings of the main hall collapsed under the impact. In the nearby area, in addition to the several medicine fields and treasure houses that were protected, other buildings were full of mess.

Looking at the more than 10,000 people who fled, Zhang Han sighed in his heart.

The Lord of the Wind and Snow Temple did not appear, even if the sect was ruined, as long as he was there, the disciples were summoned, then the Wind and Snow Temple still existed, although the scale was much smaller.

In the Xiuxian world, the Zongmen war, regardless of good or evil, the goal is to destroy the other side, and will not leave the embers, because there are always many people who are very loyal to the Zongmen, they will try their best to revenge, leaving Living, it is also a bane to the future.

But this battle is another hatred between Zhang Mu and Nan Feng.

After letting go, let it go, the south wind has also died, except for the wind and snow temple master has not yet settled, other people do not matter, in this world, Zi Yan can ignore the rules of the world, Zhang Han Jindan’s practice has just At the beginning, after a while, he himself could fight with the fake Yuan Ying ancestors.

"I am attacking three attacks."

Zhang Han directed the purple scorpion, marched forward, swept across various places, and eliminated a few greedy heads.

Aster has only a simple understanding of the extent of the attack.

For example, if both hands are lifted up and fully operated, it is a fan of more than two hundred feet. One hand, half energy, and a fan of more than a hundred feet, a slight movement of a finger, is a fan of dozens of feet, there are several stages, control Still quite simple.

I feel that those Jindan practitioners seem to be very good at cleaning up.

‘I am now a cultivator of Yuan Ying? ’

The purple eyes are dark and happy, and even the unrecognizable rise of the mouth of the mouth represents a happy arc.

Seeing her expression, Zhang Han also leaked a smile.

At first, Zi Yan didn't have any interest in practice. Until Meng Meng began to practice, Zhang Han took Meng Meng to go to the relics. Other places were swaying, and the children began to worry. For a few days, the idea was beyond control, and the result was Break through to Yuan Ying.

This practice is not too simple.

Against the sky, like Zhang Han, it is necessary to go through such a short period of practice to achieve such a degree. Purple, it will become a few days.

"Wife, you are so powerful, I am a little stressed."

Zhang Han whispered in the ear of Zi Yan.

"Hey."

Zi Yan was happy, then reacted to what he said in his words, biting his lip: "Who is going to shoot."

She can be no matter where her abilities come from, and regardless of her identity, she is Zhang Han’s wife, Meng Meng’s mother.

"Okay, take the spoils."

Zhang Han smiled and said to everyone.

Hey!

Dong Chen’s speed is so fast, there is no shadow in a blink of an eye, and he enters a treasure house and begins to sweep.

It is conceivable that it was very hard to get into his pocket and take it out.

Mu Xue, Zhao Feng and others, even Meng Meng and Xiao Hei, also went to take treasures.

There are also clever ones, such as Jiang Lanlan, who followed Meng Meng and Xiao Hei, but until the place where Xiao Hei went, it was definitely the best.

"Dad, big hatred has been reported."

Zhang Guangyou stood beside Zhang Mu, and said a low sentence.

"Yeah, the big hatred has been reported."

Zhang Mu's look is like a few years old, and there is no joy in his heart, but a kind of faint sadness, and his heart is empty, and it seems to be in a state of confusion for a time.

Destined to be lonely and old.

Xiang Xiao Yu is hurt, and is destined to no longer own her.

Where to go?

Hey.

In the end, it only turned into a sigh.

"Kunlun fairyland is just the tip of the iceberg. In the future, what we are going to is the starry sea."

Zhang Han whispered a word.

This turned Zhang Mu back to God, and for a moment, only slightly shook his head, looking at the far side of the sky, for a long time no words.

Dozens of people, sweeping the entire wind and snow temple, the resources they have obtained are certainly massive.

More than 10,000 people in the distance, the eyes of the eyes, the inner guilt and shock, can not be described in words, about half an hour, the field was caught in the air:

"Are our wind and snow temples destroyed?"

"Yes, the entire Wind and Snow Temple has become a ruin. The Three Princes have died in one pulse. The Lord and our Lord have not returned yet, but will he not be an opponent?"

"Can't! The Lord of the House is coming back, sure to suppress them. There is a temple owner, and our Wind and Snow Temple is not dead."

"You can have such an enemy. If they come back next time, how can they resist it? Just Zhang Mu has given several chances, otherwise we will all die there. This wind and snow temple, I really can’t keep it, my brother, my sister, Let me go to Qingyunzong. Although the Zongmen is small, it can be no match with the world. We have a world of bones and can be practiced, and resources can be practiced. I really don’t want to go on like this."

"The enemy is really terrible, and the horror is suffocating." A master trembled and said: "Zhang Hanyang can kill Jin Dan in the lower bound. When he first entered Kunlun, he could fight Li Qingyan and give him a period of development. Who can still stop him in the whole world? Apart from this, he still has a stronger wife who can't stop it. The big world is like a paper in front of her, even if the ancestors are there, it may not be played."

""

People are flustered, many people have already retired, and the cultivators are battling, but there is no hope of fighting, who is willing to fight.

Shi Feng waited for a half ring and touched his forehead:

"The Wind and Snow Temple is dead. When the Lord of the House returns, there is no way for Bacheng to take the Purple. Otherwise, Zhang Hanyang will definitely not bring her and her daughter. It will be dead. I will go to other Zongmen to make money. money."

Thinking of the more than one million spar owed, Shi Feng is as big as a cow.

at the same time.

The other end is near the highest peak of the North Sea.

When the sea moon fan of the purple scorpion fell, it broke through the world.

south

The face of Qinghai changed, and the eyes flashed incredible.

The Zongmen big break is broken?

what happened?

"Everyone, I still have something to say."

Nan Qinghai greeted and turned and left quickly.

Seeing his speed, several others glimpsed.

"Hey? Is there anything that Nanqinghai is so anxious to go back?"

"I just noticed that his face became a bit ugly and interesting. I went to see the fun."

"It should not be the light door of their sect."

"I have also gone back. It is only a trivial matter to disappear. The next step is to see if there will be changes in the rules of the world."

""

A gathering ended, there are two Yuan Ying ancestors idle and bored, in the distance to the South Qinghai to the direction of the Wind Snow Temple.

Their speed was so fast that in just over two hours, they crossed the small half of the East and came to the vicinity of the Wind and Snow Temple.

"hiss!"

"The Wind and Snow Temple is a ruin?"

"Who is this handwritten? Is it so big? Is it the few in the South?"

"It's a bit powerful."

"Ha ha ha, the face of Nan Qinghai is the same as eating it."

These two Yuan Ying ancestors were a little surprised after seeing it, but then it was the meaning of eating a melon.

There is not a harmony between them. Seeing the ruins of the Snow Palace, I only feel more interesting.

"Hey? There are still people on the top of the wind and snow temple, a few late Jindan."

The eyes of the two men shot at Zhang Mu and others.

The same is true of Nanqinghai.

As he approached, he was already wandering around the kilometer of mist, the energy surged, and his heart was violent.

"who is it!"

The cold questioning sounded.

This allowed many of the disciples who were facing him to return to God, and the look shook:

"The Lord!"

"The Lord is back!"

"It is Zhang Mu, the main lord, the three princes are dead, just died more than 10,000 disciples, Zhang Mu brought people to attack!"

"The lord, the woman is extremely powerful, and an attack will break our squad."

""

Hey.

More than 10,000 Feng Xuege disciples were physically and mentally excited, and their eyes moved back and forth between Zhang Mu and Nan Qinghai.

"coming!"

Mu Xue, Xiao Hei, Meng Meng, Dong Chen and others are close to Zhang Han.

"You broke the big world of my wind and snow temple?"

The South Qinghai is suspended in the air. After a kilometer away, the eyes are sharp, as if it is full of blue rays and direct to the purple.

A strand of soul attack, quietly unfolding.

South Qinghai is testing.

but

He chose the wrong target.

Originally, Zhang Han did not intend to open his mouth. He saw a wrinkle and his right hand pressed forward.

Qing dynasty!

Hey!

The huge mark directly shattered a little energy that was leaked through the South Qinghai.

"The effort of these three-legged cats should not be taken out of the eye." Zhang Han said faintly.

In one word, the whole audience vibrated.

Shi Feng waited for the dry mouth:

"He still looks like that, facing his ancestors, he is still like this,"

Many disciples of Fengxue Temple also talked about it:

"Is this Zhang Hanyang?"

"No matter how strong he is, dare to talk to his ancestors, it is not terrible or ignorant."

"I feel that he is the former."

""

South Qinghai’s heart lingers in anger, and these ants also dare to say this to themselves? Not to mention those words, it is this tone of voice, it is disrespectful.

"You are Zhang Hanyang?"

The eyes of the South Qinghai looked at the purple eyes, some could not see through, and did not do it at one time, asked one.

However, Zhang Han did not take care of him.

The atmosphere is a bit awkward.

"He is the Zhang Hanyang."

The two Yuan Ying ancestors in the far side of the air are commenting on the following:

"It looks like it's very general."

"The breath is strong, just that trick, I feel that he is repaired in the early stage of Jindan, but he can fight with Li Qingyan's little guy, the more the battle, the qualification is extraordinary."

"But they face the South Qinghai, it seems that there is no way?"

The two really couldn’t think of it. They didn’t even have a confrontation with the Nanqinghai.

"Listen to the disciples of the Fengxue Temple, it is Zhang Hanyang's wife who broke the world and killed more than 10,000 people such as the South Wind. How did she do it? I didn't feel any breath on her. Is it true? She is also a Yuan Ying class? No, I have Kunlun Fairyland, there are two female Yuan Ying in the Western Region, one in the South, one in the North, and I am a male in the Eastern Eight Kingdoms. We have seen those women. Is she? From Wangjing?"

"Is it the palace of the black and white palace? The giant of the top three in the kingdom of the kingdom, if it is her, it will be lively."

Under the gaze of the two, Nanqinghai couldn’t stand it, and the corner of his mouth seemed to hang a sneer.

"In the past 100 years, the world of Fengxue Hall has been broken for the first time. My first experience has become such a look. Do you want to give it to you? If so, let me see if you have He Capital."

Hey!

A bell appeared in the right hand of Nanqinghai and began to shake. The sound waves visible to the naked eye quickly attacked.

He wants to kill the souls of these people.

The fifth form of the demon, blood imprint!

Zhang Han’s eyes are slightly dignified and run the fifth supernatural power.

It was his own experience that took a year to realize, and it was made up of the combination of the Heavenly Blood and the Blood King.

At this moment, it is coming out.

With full force, I saw a circular blood color mark with a diameter of more than ten meters. The silky road above was full of desolate, mysterious and bloodthirsty atmosphere.

"Rewind!"

"This trick is weird!"

The disciples of the relatively close Feng Xue Temple feel that the blood in their body has formed the same tremor with the same frequency as the weird mark. It is extremely uncomfortable and the body is getting weaker.

Not shocked by the heart, once again blasted back.

. Nine-day god