"Poor little thing?"
Yun Chuan heard that Bian Tianyi called him, shook his head, and said lightly: "Brother Bian, shit can be eaten, but you can't talk nonsense, but it will be dead, poor little thing, no one has ever dared I've called me that, not to mention, I didn't want to cause trouble, and always treated you politely, but you are so aggressive. Duanmushan is my protector and it is useful to me, so I won't allow you to move him. You have repeatedly pressed each other to treat me as a soft persimmon, letting you knead it?"
"You, a poor little worm in the Primordial Stage, dare to speak to me like this? It is true that the poor person must have something to hate. Since you are so stubborn, you two, don't want to escape either."
When the silver-haired man Bian Tianyi heard Yun Chuan’s words, his face turned gloomy. Obviously, he hadn’t expected Yun Chuan to dare to speak to him like this before, and his face suddenly became extremely stern: "An outer disciple of the Holy Sect of Wild Heaven, If you dare to speak to me like this, you really think that you are a character, so I will teach you how to respect the strong."
He snorted coldly, glanced at the hall at the foot of the ice-snow giant mountain with some dread, tearing through the void, and heading towards the ice-snow giant mountain, the voice came from afar.
"It's just two worms. There are elders guarding the hall. I won't run into the elders here. Duanmu Mountain. If you dare to come to the mountain, then I will pinch you to death like a worm. Don’t think about it, the guy next to you who doesn’t know the heights of the sky!"
In the hall at the foot of the mountain, there are various super-large elders guarding here. Even if the silver-haired man Bian Tianyi is arrogant, he would not dare to take action here, otherwise he would not be able to eat if it disturbed the peace of those elders. Going around.
After all, the Desolate Heaven Sect of the Motian Divine Palace is also one of the controlling sects. In the hall at the foot of the mountain, there are also the elders of the Desolate Heaven Sect. Fighting in secret, but as a super disciple, obviously it’s impossible to do it directly at the foot of this mountain. Otherwise, it’s one thing to disturb the elder’s quietness, and no matter which party loses, it’s natural to the face of the Zongmen. A big blow.
But when it came to the mountain, the elders stationed here turned a blind eye to the fights between the disciples of the various sects. Although the real opportunity in the Motian Temple has never been obtained, no one has ever obtained the real opportunity. On this huge ice and snow mountain, there are also some extremely good opportunities. If it can be obtained, it will also be a great improvement for the disciples of each sect who can come here.
Duanmushan looked at the silver-haired man Bian Tianyi tearing through the space, and the distant figure looked back at Yunchuan, with extremely strong gratitude in his eyes. Obviously, if it were not for Yunchuan today, the silver-haired man Bian Tianyi would have shot here and let him die. Can't die anymore.
The disciple among the super-large groups cannot blatantly shoot at the foot of the mountain, but he is not a super-large disciple, just a casual cultivator. For his existence, the silver-haired man Bian Tianyi can knead as much as he wants. pinch.
However, there was a hint of worry in his eyes, and a hint of fear appeared on his face. He looked at Yunchuan and suggested: "His Royal Highness, this silver-haired man Bian Tianyi is a super-large inner disciple. He should have gotten some chance and cultivation base. The leaps and bounds can almost be called a thousand miles away. Venerable Sword Mountain saw him only to escape when he was alive. Now that he hasn't seen him for so many years, he is definitely stronger than before. The hero does not suffer from the immediate loss. How about we go back first..."
"It's okay."
Yun Chuan sneered, took a step forward, and also walked towards the top of the ice and snow mountain, sneered: "It's just a clown, I don't care about it. It's okay if he doesn't come to provoke me, if he dares to come. To provoke me, I absolutely want him to come back and forth!"
Duanmushan was worried, but listening to Yunchuan's indifferent words, remembering Yunchuan's previous evil performances, his heart was somewhat settled, and with a bitter smile, he followed Yunchuan towards the ice and snow giant mountain.
This huge ice and snow mountain was covered by profound ice that lasted for thousands of years, forming a thick layer of ice that was extremely hard. Yun Chuan hit it with a fist, only smashing it out of a few cracks.
There was a hint of admiration on the young man’s face. The huge ice and snow mountain where the Motian Temple was located was indeed very different from the ice and snow huge mountains he had seen before. The other ice and snow huge mountains were also extremely hard. But if compared with the huge ice and snow mountain in front of me, it is far inferior.
woo woo woo woo-
Suddenly at this moment, the sound of whimpering came from Yunchuan's ear, like a magic sound, coming toward Yunchuan's ear.
This kind of whimper is like someone weeping in his ear, like weeping like a whistle, not only spreading into his ears, but even lingering in his soul, making his heart suddenly mixed with thoughts. , There are countless illusions in front of me.
But how powerful Yunchuan’s soul power is. This whimpering sound just lingered in his soul, and just when the illusion appeared in front of his eyes, it was directly shocked by Yunchuan’s powerful soul power. broken.
Although the whimper still rang in his ears, it had no effect on him when he was prepared at this moment.
"Hehe, okay, okay..."
"I want to dominate the Southern Territory..."
"Venerable Sword Mountain, what is it, but the talent is a little bit better than me, I, I can also, I can also..."
But at this moment, the face of Duanmu Mountain next to Yunchuan showed a madness, he hehe spoke, his eyes were absent, and he was obviously immersed in the illusion.
"Huh!"
Yunchuan furrowed his brows and screamed in his mouth. The power of the soul rushed out wildly. Suddenly the madness on the surface of Duanmu Mountain dissipated, and his eyes appeared at a loss. The next moment he reacted, his face showed the color of lingering heart, and he turned towards Yun Chuan thanked.
Obviously, he didn't check it for a while and fell into the illusion formed by this magic sound. If Yunchuan hadn't awakened him, I'm afraid he would not know what happened.
Duanmushan is a venerable figure in the middle stage of Void Refining. Although the power of the soul cannot be called too strong in the same realm, it is definitely not weak. However, his mind fluctuates too much today, and his mind fluctuates greatly. He didn't check it for a while this time.