"Kill three third-level snow monsters in the thunderous posture, and kill dozens of first-level and second-level in seconds."

"The origin is unknown, but the ancient Taoist heart is heartless and does not seek reward."

The snow girl stood by the castle terrace and looked at Xiling City. Everyone knew that she was noble and holy, but the reality was that she could not even decide on her own marriage leave.

"Mr. Chen, I will believe you once," Xuen turned around, clenched her fists and placed her chest, "Next I will tell you what I know. If you are sure, I hope to help you, and I will satisfy you later."

Chen Zhong smiled secretly, and then replied sincerely, "Don't worry, Lord Xue Nu, as long as our... transaction is negotiated, everything is easy to say."

He understood that the mascot of Snow Girl could not make the decision, so Chen Zhong was waiting for the rumored Ice Queen of Steel to come in person.

"Trade?" Yang Yin, who was standing beside her, was increasingly unable to understand. She suddenly realized that Chen Zhong seemed not so ordinary.

Bang!

Just as the snow girl was about to tell the story, the door was pushed open with great force.

A large group of people flocked in, led by a middle-aged woman with crystal high heels and an extremely graceful rhinestone dress. Although she was a little tired on her face, her high temperament remained unabashed.

"Mom?" Yang Yin instantly became a good girl who didn't dare to move.

"Master." Xue Nu was also shocked and immediately saluted.

Chen Zhong stood up and shouted calmly, "Hello, Master Yang, he is under heavy."

The leader of the Shenxue Sect - Yang Qin, the peak powerhouse at the ninth level of the Soul Tempering Realm, and the Ice and Snow Queen of Xiling City.

"Don't you know that men are not allowed to step into this room?" Yang Qin snorted coldly, without even glanced at Chen Zhong.

Sure enough, all the men who followed her were waiting outside the house.

Seeing her behavior, Chen Zhong understood how Yang Yin developed such a little temperament.

"Master, listen to me..." Xue Nu said anxiously.

Yang Qin waved her hand and ordered her men, "Give him some spirit stones and let him leave Xiling City immediately."

"Mom! Brother Shen saved my life! You can't do this to him." Yang Yin mustered up the courage and muttered.

Yang Qin frowned and then looked at Chen Zhong, "The Ninth Level of Spiritual Body Realm? Where are your senior brothers?"

"Senior Brother Qi died in order to protect me, and the other two... were bastards, and they actually ran away." Yang Yin complained, thinking of that grievance, he was also vaguely in tears.

Chen Zhong mocked in his heart that if he had been in that situation, he would have run away without a trace, and the two brothers at least tried to take Yang Yin out.

It’s not about recreating your parents, why should you save your life?

Hearing that Yang Yin didn't look like he was lying, Yang Qin's face looked a little better, "Speak a little bit differently."

A few minutes later, a large group of people arrived at the spacious conference hall.

Yang Qin sat on the top ice throne and looked down at everyone, "Yang Yin, you talk first."

Then, Yang Yin spent half an hour talking about the buckwheat bread and hot yak milk he went out to eat.

"Slaying several third-level spirit beasts across the spiritual realm?" Yang Qin still didn't believe it.

The elders of the sects around him were full of doubts.

It’s not their fault. No one would believe this in the lower realm. One person and one cat are harmless and killing beasts?

Lie the kids!

"Junior Sister Yang Yin, have you been hit by his illusion?" At this time, the eldest elder's first disciple, the young man with a mole on his eyebrows smiled.

"Hu Zheng, you can't be rude. This little brother from the ninth level of the spiritual body realm was a distinguished guest of the third-level spirit beast in seconds!" The elder also criticized sarcastically.

Yang Yin was in a dilemma by their words and said something, and began to doubt life.

The snow girl stood behind the crowd, silent. She understood her positioning very well. She seemed to be beautiful, but she was just a beautiful vase.

Otherwise, why didn’t Yang Qin carry her daughter Yang Yin to this position?

The Snow Girl, who has always been married to other forces or was forced to marry an outstanding disciple in the sect, said that her name is that she does not flow to outsiders.

Even if you are strong and have a little say, you will be restricted from freedom and will be guarded for life by the Snow Sect.

A perfect tool.

Some escape successfully and some fail.

Xue Nu thought about leaving, but her parents were still settled in Xiling City and were protected by someone from the Shenxue Sect.

"The Shenxue Sect will decline day by day, isn't there no reason?" Chen Zhong stood beside the snow girl and chuckled.

"Don't talk nonsense." The snow girl's eyes tightened, not because she defended the glory of the sect, but because she was afraid that others would hear it.

"Do you want to get rid of the shackles? Or sit on that throne and be the real snow girl in the hearts of the people?" Chen Zhong said quietly without hesitation.

After all, in the hearts of the people of Xiling City and major tribes in the Xiling Mountains, the snow girl is the goddess of Xiling that sheds happiness. Although Yang Qin is very strong, it was once, and power and power have long corroded her steel heart.

All the rules she has issued are to consolidate her status as a queen and establish her reputation.

The snow girl kept silent and kept away from Chen Zhong.

"It's a mule or a horse, it's clear that it's all right!" At this time, Hu Zheng, the head disciple of the Great Elder, said proudly.

"Shen Chong, do you dare to fight?" Hu Zheng rolled up his sleeves, walked into the center of the hall, and looked at the snow girl affectionately, "If I win, I will fight the young master of Jinxiu Pavilion for you!"

"The Eighth Level of Blood surging Realm?" Chen Zhong walked out.

And Daju jumped into the snow girl's arms consciously, found the right angle and rubbed her head.

Everyone was curious and didn't know what tricks could be played in the ninth level of Chen Zhong's spiritual body realm.

Yang Yin couldn't say it either. She thought Chen Zhong's spiritual power was very strong at that time, and it looked like the spiritual realm, but something was wrong.

"Come on, I'll let you first..." Hu Zheng's smile suddenly disappeared, because Chen Zhong had already launched an attack before he could finish speaking.

Money escape!

A rude and unreasonable technique!

The dense spiritual talismans flew out from Chen Zhong's hand, forming a curtain to cover Hu Zheng.

There are at least two hundred pictures!

The number of shots was 100 more than Chen Zhong's estimated expectations, in order to prevent Hu Zheng from having a trump card.

"All of them are second-grade!" Hu Zheng was shocked.

"This... is cheating!" The great elder howled, feeling inferior to Chen Zhong's richness.

Because even he was reluctant to waste the second-grade talisman like this.

While speaking, he also ran away quickly. After all, he was his disciple. Under such dense talisman bombardment, Hu Zheng probably had no bones left.

boom--

The burst talisman exploded.

The great elder at the first level of the Soul Tempering Realm released spiritual power, blocked it, and put it in his arms, enduring irreversible explosion damage.

puff!

The elder actually vomited a small piece of blood, "This second-grade spiritual talisman is too strong."

Yang Qin was slightly stunned, a little surprised.

"Where is the heavy person?"

Others suddenly discovered that Chen Zhong was missing.

"Here!" Yang Yin pointed behind Hu Zheng with sharp eyes.

Hu Zheng was sweating profusely, turned around quickly, and hurriedly gathered his spiritual power to defend.

Beep!

Trigger the 100th general attack!

Chen Zhong hit a simple and unpretentious Ping A.

To put it, Chen Zhong has now entered the ninth level of the Blood surging Realm.

Bang bang bang-

The fist turned into a giant air cannon, and three ring-shaped spiritual power apertures scattered everywhere. Hu Zheng flew in the air, as if stuffed into a drum washing machine.

Bang!

Another burst of ice slag exploded.

Hu Zheng was embedded in the ice wall, his head drooped, and he was as angry as a fucking spring.

“Bold!”

"It's so cruel!"

The crowd around was excited.

Yang Qin's face was also red and white. In fact, she was extremely entangled, wandering between her original intention and power, and was considering many small thoughts that others didn't know.

But at the moment, Chen Zhong's appearance gave her a glimmer of hope of breaking the deadlock, but it also disturbed her mood.
To be continued...