A 00-year-old man meets online love in person. I am really a post-XNUMXs

"Three great uncles, what's going on?"

"Yeah! Aren't they going to start fighting? Why aren't they standing there moving?"

"Is this a contest between peerless masters?"

“I really don’t understand!”

"This guy's special move is really something. It can actually change the surrounding environment and create a snowy field?"

Suddenly, the three brothers Yue Congyang, who seemed to have been standing quietly without any movement, suddenly shook violently, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out of their mouths uncontrollably. The bright red blood was particularly dazzling in this white snow scene, and the blood drops splashed on the snow, like a blooming red plum.

Many disciples of the Moon God Sect panicked immediately, their eyes widened, their faces full of disbelief. They originally thought that if the three brothers Yue Congyang joined forces, even if they could not win immediately, they could at least deal with the cloaked boy. However, the scene before them was completely beyond their expectations.

The disciples began to whisper to each other, and the panic on their faces became more and more obvious. Some disciples held their weapons tightly, but their slightly trembling hands betrayed their inner fear; some disciples unconsciously stepped back a few steps, as if they wanted to distance themselves from the dangerous battlefield; and some disciples tried to rush forward to help, but their hesitant steps showed that they were afraid of the powerful strength of the cloaked boy. They never thought that this boy, whose face was always covered by a cloak and whose identity was mysterious, actually had such a strong strength. Just the development of one field caused such great damage to the three brothers of Yue Congyang.

"Three uncle masters, are you all okay?" Yue Tianlong was frightened and hurried forward to check.

But after spitting out that mouthful of blood.

The three uncles just stayed where they were without moving.

Yue Tianlong was even more flustered.

He quickly used his fingers to feel Yue Congyang's breath.

Before he touched it, he could already feel Yue Congyang's face, which was extremely cold.

And when you touch the breath.

But there is not a bit of enthusiasm.

"Master uncle, Master uncle is dead?"

Yue Tianlong’s eyes widened.

For an instant.

A boundless fear descended directly into Yue Tianlong's heart.

After being stunned for a few seconds, Yue Tianlong shouted, "Disciples of the Moon God Sect, listen up and leave here immediately. Leave here as quickly as possible!"

That scream was filled with unspeakable fear and misery.

The cloaked boy sneered and said, "If you can escape from my hands, I will forgive you!"

The pretentious boy is a bit pretentious.

But he does have the ability.

The moment the old leader gave the order to flee, the disciples of the Moon God Sect were filled with fear and turned around to flee this terrifying place. However, how could the cloaked boy let them go so easily?

The cloaked boy circulated his Qi again, and the power around him spread outward like a surging tide. The snow scene that originally covered only a small area suddenly bloomed like a huge white flower, quickly enveloping the entire Qilin Holy Land.

This time, all the disciples of the Moon God Sect were drawn into this terrifying realm without exception. In an instant, the white snow scene was like the claws of a demon, tightly grasping everyone's heart. The cold breath was like substance, penetrating their clothes and piercing into their bones, causing their bodies to tremble violently involuntarily.

Fear spread among the crowd like a plague. The disciples began to scream in panic, and the screams and cries of fear intertwined one after another. Some disciples tried to use their spiritual power to resist the cold and fear, but they found that their spiritual power was like a trapped bird in this area and could not be used at all. Some weaker disciples collapsed directly to the ground, their eyes full of despair, and their bodies were gradually buried by the falling snow.

The disciples who had originally wanted to organize a resistance were now in disarray. Their eyes were filled with panic, and the weapons in their hands seemed to have lost their effect. In this white world of terror, the disciples of the Moon God Sect were like a group of lambs to be slaughtered, and could only allow the power of the cloaked boy to wreak havoc.

Only a few seconds passed.

That realm suddenly ended.

When the domain ended, the dreamlike white snowfield was quickly wiped away as if by an invisible hand, and the Qilin Holy Land once again revealed its original appearance. The traces of the battle that were just covered by the snow appeared before his eyes again, with broken walls, potholes on the ground, and dried bloodstains, everything looked so dilapidated and cruel.

However, what was even more shocking was the one or two hundred Moon God Sect disciples. They seemed to be frozen in time, standing in various postures, like ice sculptures. Their faces still had expressions of fear and despair, but their bodies had long since died. Their clothes and hair were still stained with unmelted snowflakes, which sparkled coldly under the sunlight, as if they were the final decoration given to them by death.

Yue Tianlong was lying on the ground, with a breath of air still flowing in his body. He raised his head with great effort, slowly moved his eyes, and looked around. When he saw the tragic scene around him, his eyes were first filled with shock, followed by endless regret and guilt. His lips trembled slightly, and his throat seemed to be choked by something. He wanted to say something but couldn't make a sound.

He recalled that he had led these disciples to the Qilin Holy Land, thinking that he could completely wipe out the Qilin clan, but he had never expected to encounter such a powerful enemy. He regretted his recklessness and felt guilty for not protecting these young lives. Every cold "ice sculpture" disciple was like a sharp sword, piercing deeply into his heart, filling his heart with regret. His vision became blurred, tears rolled in his eyes, but he was unable to flow down, and he could only let this painful emotion rage in his body.

finally.

In a state of guilt.

Yue Tianlong has no life left!
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