After becoming the prince of the demon clan, the beautiful master pampers him every day

Chapter 222 Snowfield Crisis

When Elder Qin saw that his ancestor did not answer Jinmian's question about his disciple, he guessed what he was thinking.

She didn't want to cause trouble for the ancestor at this time, but it was rare to see someone so talented in formation, and she really couldn't help it.

He tentatively released his spiritual sense to send a message to Sang Yunqi.

"Grandfather, when Xinglan comes out, let him come to my place and sit for a while?"

Seeing that Sang Yunqi did not refuse, Elder Qin could not help but complain in the next sentence.

"You hid it too well. If we hadn't seen it today, I'm afraid everyone would have been kept in the dark and thought he didn't know much about it."

"Such a good seedling cannot be wasted. It just so happens that I have made some achievements in this area, so I should be able to give him some inspiration."

Sang Yunqi also used his spiritual sense to reply: "What on earth are you thinking? Do you really think I don't know? Don't even think about it."

"And with your mediocre skills, you have the nerve to say that you have made some achievements."

Elder Qin was instantly choked, and was furious. Her Kung Fu was only mediocre? If she was only mediocre, the formation masters in the world of cultivation would be paralyzed.

But thinking about her own plan, she held it back and said it in a flattering manner.

"Grandfather, you really think too much. I have no shortage of disciples, and you know Li Wen, right? Xing Lan may not be able to beat her in terms of formations now."

"They are already teammates. Wouldn't it be better if they studied together? I promise I won't hide anything from them."

Especially when Chu Xinglan has mastered the formation in the future, when he goes out and talks to others about it, he will definitely mention her as a good teacher.

At that time, she was of the same generation as the ancestor, and she was simply promoted to a higher generation. Who would dare to offend her?

Just thinking about it made her unable to suppress her excitement.

Sang Yunqi sneered and controlled his spiritual sense to slap Elder Qin on the back of the head, almost knocking her to the ground.

Elder Qin's face turned red and she didn't dare to make a sound. Fortunately, she reacted quickly, otherwise she would not have to face anyone in the future. She couldn't afford to lose face in front of so many people.

For a long while, Elder Qin felt his head buzzing. He was even more angry but dared not say anything when he saw Sang Yunqi's half-smile out of the corner of his eye.

At this time, Sang Yunqi's cold voice came again.

"Don't even think about it."

Elder Qin: “…”

Because of Chu Xinglan's unique way of breaking the formation, the whole square became lively, and everyone was talking about what Chu Xinglan had just done, trying to review it.

In the secret realm, Chu Xinglan had just stepped out of the door when he was greeted by a chilling murderous intent.

Chu Xinglan was caught off guard and it was too late for him to take the Long Qian Sword. He subconsciously activated the spiritual fire in his body.

The platinum-colored flame surged out instantly, sweeping towards the direction where the murderous intent came from with a fierce momentum.

Chu Xinglan also held the Longqian Sword in his hand and released his spiritual sense.

"what--"

Before he could see clearly whether the other person was a human or something else, a shrill scream was heard. Just by listening to the sound, he could tell how miserable that thing was.

Chu Xinglan sensed that the thing was wrapped in spiritual fire, so he quickly rushed towards it. He also controlled the spiritual fire to lower the temperature so that people could not get out.

In just a few breaths, when he arrived and put away the spiritual fire, suddenly a black charcoal-like object fell to the ground with a thud, emitting a burnt smell.

Chu Xinglan was nearly knocked back by the smell. He didn't even bother to look and retreated a long distance. He felt sad in his heart. It seemed that this secret realm was against his nose.

After blocking his sense of smell again, he walked back again.

The mass on the ground had completely unrecognizable from its original state. Chu Xinglan looked at it with some disgust and didn't want to check it at all, so he just poked it with the Long Qian Sword.

As a result, he just applied a slight force and the ball broke into pieces, and the inside was completely charred. If he had been a little later, all he would have seen was ashes.

Chu Xinglan touched his nose, feeling a little guilty. No matter whether it was a human or a monster, it was too miserable.

Not only did he burn the other person, he also scattered his ashes. If you didn't know better, you would have thought there was some deep hatred between them.

In order to make himself feel better, Chu Xinglan dug a hole for the black mass, gathered it up, and buried it.

Then he nodded seriously, and then became happy again, as his spiritual fire seemed to be getting stronger and stronger.

Putting this matter behind him, Chu Xinglan began to observe the surrounding environment.

The sudden attack just now taught him a lesson, and he was in a defensive posture.

It was at this time that he discovered that this was actually a snowfield. He hadn't noticed it before because the temperature of the spiritual fire was too high, and not even a trace of water vapor was left after it passed by.

At the end of the snowfield, there is a snow-capped mountain with no visible peak, standing majestically.

The thick snow covered everything, and all you could see was pure white.

Chu Xinglan summoned a trace of spiritual power to cover his eyes. When he was in the other world, he had heard of snow blindness, which was still a bit scary.

Although he is now a monk and is not affected by temperature and the like, he should still prevent it if possible. It is better than being affected by the debuff if something goes wrong later.

He couldn't find a pair of sunglasses to wear now, so he could only use his spiritual power to protect himself.

After making preparations, Chu Xinglan took a step and walked slowly forward.

Although there was nothing here except snow and the view was unobstructed, Chu Xinglan didn't believe that the man in black robe could be so kind.

The less obvious it is, the more dangerous this place is, otherwise what just happened wouldn't have happened.

However, after taking a few dozen steps, Chu Xinglan suddenly turned around and swung a sword behind him without hesitation.

With a pop, the sound of something breaking was heard, but he found nothing except the falling snowflakes.

Chu Xinglan was very sure that the sword had definitely hit the target, but there was nothing on the ground except the mark left by his sword.

It might be because he had just used his spiritual power, which caused a gust of wind to blow. The light snowflakes could not withstand the force and swirled in the air.

Soon, a small snow tornado formed as he watched, and it rushed towards him at an extremely fast speed.

Chu Xinglan frowned deeply, stepped back a little, and a sword light rushed straight towards the snow tornado.

There was another familiar "pop" sound, which would have been missed if one was not careful. Then the snow tornado exploded under the influence of spiritual power.

Chu Xinglan subconsciously covered his face, turned around and squatted, using his back to block the impact.

He was ready to withstand this blow of unknown strength. The blood jade Feng Yao gave him flashed and opened up a protective shield that was just big enough to cover him.