The old man smiled arrogantly and his clothes were shocked.

A roar.

The cold aura he exerted surged again, directly bombarding the spiritual energy of the Dragon Emperor.

The Dragon Emperor took a step back, and then he looked ugly. The prince of the Dragon clan gradually was covered with frost, and like everyone else, it also frozen into statues.

"And you, you are from the same clan as him, right? Freeze for three days and get a little punishment!"

After doing all this, the old man was not finished yet, and his eyes were unkind to sweep over other dragon monks.

These dragon monks' faces suddenly changed drastically.

"run!"

I don’t know who shouted, and then these dragon monks fled one after another.

But no matter how fast they are, they are not as quick as the old man.

The ice air flew out like thousands of silks, and these dragon monks were frozen in place one by one and turned into ice sculptures.

In an instant, all the other members of the Jiao clan except the Jiao Emperor were caught and none of them were spared.

"These ice sculptures are here to remind other guys that you have no objection." After the old man said that, he looked at the Dragon Emperor arrogantly.

The Jiao Emperor glanced at the old man deeply and turned around and left.

Seeing that the matter was over, the scene was a little quiet.

Looking at the ice sculptures all over the ground, the eyes of the cultivators were filled with horror.

This mysterious old man is so terrifying.

No one expected that this old man who looked sloppy and had a bad temper would have such strength.

He casually broke through the siege of the prince of the Jiao clan and fifteen powerful men, and then frozen hundreds of cultivators of the Jiao clan, and even the Jiao Emperor could not deal with it.

Many people are a little scared.

This old man spoke too viciously and often mocked and scolded people. Many monks had the urge to take action.

But if they take action, the consequences will be even worse.

"The Dragon Emperor is definitely considered a strong man among the three-declined cultivators in the Tribulation Realm. If he can't do anything, then if he is strong, no one will be his opponent."

On the second floor, Elder Jing witnessed everything and said solemnly.

"It seems that there is no other way to find the so-called Taoist fate according to the other party's request." Zheng Ling also echoed.

Qin Cheng was standing aside, and he still didn't speak.

"You two idiots are waiting for what, why don't you bring up the things in your hands?"

The old man turned his eyes and cursed at the two monks who had been waiting for a daze.

At noon today, the prince of the Jiao clan had only eight opportunities left, so there were still two monks who were qualified to try the opportunity.

One of the monks, perhaps still immersed in the old man's powerful strength, was shocked by the old man's sharp eyes, and the porcelain plate in his hand came out of his hand and stuffed all over the floor.

"It's over!"

The monk's face changed drastically and he was heartbroken. This was the quota bought for 100,000 spirit stones, but it was gone.

"It's a waste! You can't even hold your hands firmly. Why are you practicing? Hurry up and find a stone to beat yourself to death." The old man cursed again.

"But even if you give it to me, you will lose your share. Get out of here!"

"Senior, I am?" another monk said embarrassedly.

"You are also trash, get out of here!"

The old man scolded again and kicked the plate over.

The two guys' faces turned red and had no choice but to leave in shame.

"You bunch of trash, with so many brains, can't you find something that suits me?"

The old man seemed to have not yet extricated his anger, so he turned to sweep away the cultivators.


Chapter completed!