Chapter 2437
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Snowy Cloud Peak.
In the Everlasting Snow Mountain in the north of the Dragon God Realm.
The Everlasting Snow Mountain was huge and boundless.
It was where Yang Zilan cultivated.
Ling Xiaoxiao, Miao Qingqing, and the other two girls were cultivating here.
"Whoosh!"
Feng Wuchen appeared on top of a snow mountain.
The Cloud Snow Mountain was filled with raging winds and was extremely cold. Cultivators with weak cultivations could not withstand this terrifying cold.
Fortunately, Feng Wuchen had the Ancestor of Fire and the Ancestor of Ice Souls in his body. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to withstand the cold.
"Ice attribute offensive formation. Protector Yang is very skilled in formations. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to create such a huge snow mountain." Feng Wuchen exclaimed.
"Hmm? What is this barrier? "Feng Wuchen realized something was wrong as soon as he finished his exclamation.
Feng Wuchen found that the huge Everlasting Snow Mountain was sealed by a huge and terrifying barrier. As a formation master, Feng Wuchen saw it at first glance.
A transparent barrier!
"The entire Everlasting Snow Mountain is sealed. If it wasn't for the power of time and space, I wouldn't be able to enter. I can't sense anything other than the wind and snow." Feng Wuchen frowned.
With a thought, Feng Wuchen's figure disappeared into thin air, and he appeared outside the barrier.
"As expected, the barrier's aura is completely covered. I can't use my soul power. Something must have happened to Protector Yang." Feng Wuchen frowned again.
An ominous premonition welled up in his heart. It was very strong.
Who in the Dragon God Realm dared to attack Yang Zilan?
Didn't they know the consequences of offending the Dragon God Temple?
Feng Wuchen left behind a Yuan Spirit avatar. With a thought, Feng Wuchen entered the barrier again.
The ice attribute power was too strong. Feng Wuchen couldn't sense Yang Zilan and Ling Xiaoxiao's aura.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!"
Hundreds of black figures suddenly flew out of Feng Wuchen's Divine Ring. They were Long Zun and the hundreds of Soul Puppets.
Hundreds of figures rushed out of the snow mountain in all directions.
Since he couldn't sense it, he could only rely on his eyes to find it.
Ten minutes later, one of the puppets noticed the commotion of the battle.
Feng Wuchen immediately rushed over.
At this moment, Yang Zi Lan was engaged in an intense battle with a middle-aged man.
The reason why the power of the battle did not spread was because there was still an ice element barrier.
"Zi Lan, you're not my opponent. Don't resist anymore. Come back with me. Do you know what it means to stay in Dragon God Temple?" said the middle-aged man coldly. He gave people a feeling that he was above everything.
Yang Zi Lan was a Saint Emperor, a Seven Star Saint Emperor. His strength was terrifying.
However, none of Yang Zi Lan's attacks had any effect on the middle-aged man.
It couldn't hurt the man at all.
On the other hand, Yang Zi Lan was heavily injured.
The man's cultivation level was much higher than Yang Zi Lan's. His Qi was as strong as Long Qianye's.
"Where I go has nothing to do with you. Even if you kill me, I won't go back with you. Yang Zi Lan is dead!" said Yang Zi Lan coldly.
"Refusing a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit!" The middle-aged man's eyes turned cold.
Swish!
Boom!
Poof!
In a flash, the middle-aged man appeared behind Yang Zi Lan and punched him. Yang Zi Lan spat out blood and was sent flying through a few snowy mountains.
"You staying in the Dragon God Temple is an insult to the Martial Spirit Temple. Since you don't want to go back, I'll kill you." The middle-aged man said in a cold voice. Cold killing intent filled the air.
"Kill me. You've already killed me." said Yang Zi Lan. He couldn't stand up anymore.
The man frowned and his eyes flashed with viciousness. He said coldly, "Do you really think I don't dare? Even if I kill you, Long Shi Hun and the others won't know it was me. "
"An Eight Star Saint Emperor is bullying a girl. Do you have any shame?"
Just as the man finished speaking, Feng Wuchen's cold and disdainful voice sounded.
At this moment, Feng Wuchen had already entered the barrier set up by the man.
"Zhi Zun?" Yang Zi Lan's expression changed.
"Eh?" The middle-aged man frowned and looked at Feng Wuchen.
Feng Wuchen had entered the barrier without making a sound. The middle-aged man couldn't believe it.
Not only that, but Feng Wuchen was also able to withstand his ice element energy.
"Zhi Zun?" The middle-aged man said coldly, "Little boy, you're the Zhi Zun of Dragon God Temple?"
"Is there a problem?" Feng Wuchen shrugged and didn't even look at the middle-aged man.
"Protector Yang, are you alright?" Feng Wuchen asked Yang Zi Lan.
However, Feng Wuchen jumped in fright when he saw what she was looking at.
"You … You're Protector Yang?" Feng Wuchen couldn't believe it.
At this moment, Yang Zi Lan wasn't an old woman. She was a beautiful young woman like a fairy.
Yang Zi Lan was as beautiful as Ling Xiaoxiao and Miao Qing Qing.
"Zhi Zun, run! He's going to kill you!" Yang Zi Lan didn't have time to explain.
The middle-aged man sneered, "Since you're here, don't leave."
"You're really Protector Yang?" Feng Wuchen couldn't believe it.
The middle-aged man's face darkened. He couldn't believe that this young man was ignoring him.
Feng Wuchen took a deep breath and said, "What a surprise."
"Zhi Zun, run! He's from the Martial Spirit Temple. He's going to kill you!" Yang Zi Lan was worried.
"He can't kill me. Don't worry." Feng Wuchen wasn't afraid at all. He looked around and asked, "Protector Yang, where are Xiaoxiao and the others?"
Feng Wuchen was looking for Ling Xiaoxiao and the others.
Yang Zi Lan quickly said, "Xiaoxiao and the others were sealed by him."
"Release him if you don't want to die!" Feng Wuchen said coldly. His words carried a supreme dignity.
It was an order!
"You want to die!" The middle-aged man was furious. His killing intent soared to the sky, and his face was ferocious. He flicked his finger, and a terrifying ice attribute energy shot out.
"Whoosh!"
The terrifying ice attribute energy was like a bolt of lightning, bringing with it an ear-piercing sonic boom. It was incomparably overbearing.
"Watch out, Zhi Zun!" Yang Zi Lan's face changed and shouted.
But the moment the terrifying ice attribute energy hit Feng Wuchen, it dissipated.
Strange! Extremely strange!
"What?" The middle-aged man's face changed as if he had seen a ghost.
"How is that possible?" Yang Zi Lan was stunned.
Even though Feng Wuchen hid his cultivation level, Yang Zi Lan knew that Feng Wuchen was definitely not a match for the middle-aged man.
How could such a terrifying energy disappear in front of Feng Wuchen?
"Martial Spirit Temple, right? I'll count to three. If you don't let her go, I'll kill you. If my wife is injured in the slightest, I'll make you wish you were dead! "Feng Wuchen said coldly, and his cold killing intent locked onto the middle-aged man.
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