"Now you're dragging me into this? I've been tolerating you for a long time! "
Wang Yue's eyes slightly narrowed, the corner of his mouth raised into a smile, but his eyes flashed with a trace of cold light.
"Senior Pu Nan …"
The Yellow Dragon Sect leader was about to defend himself when he was interrupted by Reverend Pu Nan.
"You shut up for me!"
Reverend Pu Nan coldly glanced at the Yellow Dragon Sect leader, "Not only the two of them, but also your Purple Spirit sword. My martial nephew Ouyang has taken a fancy to the Purple Spirit sword and plans to use it to chop firewood. "
"You …"
The Yellow Dragon Sect leader's face turned red, his whole body trembled with anger.
"What? You're not giving it to me? "
Reverend Pu Nan's face was cold, his eyes cold, murderous, as if he was about to attack at any moment.
"Good! Good! Good! "
The Yellow Dragon Sect leader took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, took off the Purple Spirit sword from his waist, reached out and touched the hilt, hesitated for a moment, then released his hand and handed the sword over.
"Sect leader, you can keep this sword!"
At this time, Wang Yue reached out and stopped the Yellow Dragon Sect leader.
"Wang Yue …"
The Yellow Dragon Sect leader looked at Wang Yue in surprise, "You …"
"Keep it? He can't keep anything! "
Reverend Pu Nan looked over with a sneer, pointing at Wang Yue and Wang Lin, "You two …"
"You shut up for me!"
Wang Yue coldly stared at Reverend Pu Nan, the coldness in his eyes made people feel as if they had fallen into the depths of hell.
"En?"
Reverend Pu Nan's eyes narrowed, his heart jumped, as if he was frightened by Wang Yue's aura.
"Wang Yue, you can't!"
The Yellow Dragon Sect leader was shocked, this is a Nascent Soul stage cultivator, how can he offend him? This is too dangerous.
"Hu Zi …"
Wang Lin's face also changed, although he also wanted to teach Reverend Pu Nan a lesson, his own strength was not enough, so Wang Lin could only endure.
But he didn't think that his usually calm brother would suddenly be so impulsive.
Wang Lin secretly condensed his spirit energy, once they fall out, he can only fight, he can't let Hu Zi die like this.
"Bastard! How dare you! "
Even though he admired Wang Yue's talent, ever since Reverend Pu Nan reached Nascent Soul, he had never been reprimanded like this in the State of Zhao.
A junior in the Qi Refining stage actually dared to be so disrespectful to him? So what if he was talented? There were many talented people out there!
"Die, brat!"
Reverend Pu Nan roared, and with a wave of his hand, a huge palm appeared out of thin air, and fiercely slapped down towards Wang Yue.
"Stop!"
The Yellow Dragon Sect Master cried out in alarm, the Purple Spirit Sword broke through the air and intercepted Reverend Pu Nan's palm strike.
At the same time, Wang Lin slapped his storage bag and took out the Jin Dan magic treasure grade flying sword that Wang Yue gave him.
However …
Both of their actions were meaningless.
"You dare to attack me?"
Wang Yue sneered and pointed his finger. A cold light bloomed, and a dazzling white light soared into the sky.
"Ice Spirit Holy Light!"
The extremely cold Ice Spirit Divine Light was the coldest thing between heaven and earth. It could destroy everything and freeze heaven and earth.
The moment the Ice Spirit Divine Light appeared, Reverend Pu Nan's huge palm was instantly frozen.
In mid-air, a giant frozen palm floated in the air, emitting a chilling aura.
"Hiss …"
Seeing this scene, everyone in the Heng Yue Sect was shocked.
"Wang Yue … is actually at the Nascent Soul stage? But that cold light … "
Reverend Huang Long looked at Wang Yue with a complicated expression. Countless thoughts flashed through his mind, but he couldn't figure out the origin of Wang Yue's cold light.
Reverend Huang Long was not an ordinary person.
Within the Realm Sealing Formation, in the Brilliant Void Star System of the Four Divine Sects, he was an avatar of the Vermillion Bird Holy Sect's Sect Master.
Although it was only an avatar that comprehended reincarnation, and his cultivation was only at the Foundation Establishment stage, it wasn't as tyrannical as the main body that could shatter the power of planet Suzaku with one slap. However, his vision wasn't bad.
"This cold light … seems to have a hint of the Ji Realm, but it's not quite the same. What the hell is this? Wang Yue … what is his origin? "
The Yellow Dragon Sect Master's eyes lit up and he silently put away the Purple Spirit Sword. There was no need for him to intervene in the current situation. It wasn't something an ordinary avatar like him could intervene in.
"Hu Zi, he …"
Wang Lin's face was also filled with shock. His hand tightly gripped the hilt of the flying sword, but he didn't know how to intervene.
"Hu Zi … how can he be so powerful? Is he still my little brother? Could it be that he's been possessed by some old demon or devil? "
"Kid, don't make wild guesses. It's not a possession. I saw him before he went into closed door cultivation. Even if he was possessed, it's impossible for him to refine his body to the point that even I couldn't see a trace of it in four years. "
Situ Nan's words dispelled Wang Lin's suspicions of being possessed, but … how could Hu Zi be so strong? In four years, he went from the first layer of Qi Condensation to being able to fight against a Nascent Soul cultivator?
"I'm afraid your little brother obtained some incredible opportunity."
Situ Nan shook his head and said, "That cold light of his is similar to one of my techniques. Four years to reach the Nascent Soul stage … No, it can't be only four years, it just looks like four years. "
"Looks like it's four years?"
Wang Lin's heart moved. Combined with his twenty years of cultivation in the heaven defying bead, he immediately understood. "Could it be that he also has a heaven defying bead?"
"Chi! Do you think the heaven defying bead is a cabbage? Everyone has one? I'm afraid he has a magic weapon similar to the heaven defying bead that can accelerate time. "
"Is that so?"
Wang Lin nodded. With Hu Zi's ice spirit root aptitude, under the acceleration of time, it's not impossible for him to reach the Nascent Soul stage in a few decades or even a hundred years.
"Unfortunately, my aptitude is still too poor. Even with the heaven defying bead to accelerate time, I'm still only at the peak of Qi Condensation. "
Wang Lin secretly sighed, tightly clenching his fist. "Hu Zi, I won't be worse than you!"
"You … are also a Nascent Soul cultivator?"
When Reverend Pu Nan saw that Wang Yue's cold light froze his palm print, he was dumbstruck.
Even his palm print can be frozen, what exactly is this cold light?
"Fellow Daoist …"
"Fellow Daoist my ass!"
Since he already made his move, as the Old Ice Devil who killed his way out of the devil cultivator sea, why would Wang Yue talk nonsense with Reverend Pu Nan, he immediately shot out another cold light.
"Damn it!"
Reverend Pu Nan's face greatly changed, he quickly activated his mountain magic weapon to block the cold light.
"Ka ka!"
The cold light hit the mountain magic weapon, the entire mountain magic weapon instantly froze into ice.
"Damn it! He's actually this strong? "
Reverend Pu Nan found that his mountain magic weapon was frozen, even the soul imprint on it was broken.
"This person is too strong, I'm not his opponent."
Reverend Pu Nan's heart gave birth to the thought of retreating. Reverend Pu Nan also went to the foreign battlefield, he naturally knew when to advance and when to retreat.
"Humph!"
Wang Yue waved his hand and took Reverend Pu Nan's mountain magic weapon into his Heavenly Fate Bead, he let the Heavenly Fate Bead refine it into a large seal.
"Brother Tie Zhu, this is for you!"
Wang Yue took out the large seal and handed it over to Wang Lin.
"Huzi, get rid of this evil, why aren't you chasing after him? Why are you still wasting time here? "
Wang Lin was a decisive person, even if he hadn't officially fought, his decisiveness had long been ingrained in his bones.
Reaching out to take the large seal, Wang Lin shouted at Wang Yue, urging him to quickly cut the weeds and eliminate this scourge.
After all, if a Nascent Soul stage cultivator tangled with you, it would be very troublesome.
"Don't worry, he can't run!"
These two brothers of the Wang Family were not simple characters. Old Ice Demon's name was earned by killing.
"Brother Tie Zhu, with this Nascent Soul stage magic weapon, ordinary people won't dare to provoke you. Be careful! "
Wang Yue nodded, waved his hand and opened a light curtain in front of him, his figure flashed and disappeared without a trace.
Seeing this void travel god art, even Situ Nan was dumbfounded.
At this time, the entire Heng Yue Sect was dead silent.
Just a moment ago, it was a sect extermination disaster, but now … it seemed different? Things changed too quickly, catching everyone off guard, they didn't know what to do.
"Sect … Sect Master, we … should we leave?"
A disciple hesitantly asked Reverend Huang Long.
"Leave?"
Sect Master Huang Long looked at Wang Yue's departing figure and laughed, "No, we don't have to leave, maybe … we can even take over the Profound Dao Sect!"
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