Chapter 2222

In front of the Taoist temple of Longhu Mountain, the head of daotong Yiqing is like a ghost fire, lingering in front of Chen Ziyang, which is horrible and gloomy.

Just in such a moment, Chen Ziyang's back clothes were all wet by cold sweat, and his forehead, nose tip and palm of hand were filled with cold sweat, and the whole person was crazily swallowing his saliva.

Chen Ziyang once devoured the power of Luomen giant King Kong and others on the Bank of Taihu Lake, and his cultivation was once close to the martial arts myth.

It is no exaggeration to say that there are few who surpass Chen Ziyang in his accomplishments.

But even Chen Ziyang, who once valued martial arts mythology, never believed that there were ghosts and gods in this world.

No matter how high you are, if you die, you can't turn into a ghost!

He Chen Ziyang, never believe in ghosts and gods!

"No! You are not Yiqing! Who the hell are you? " Chen Ziyang roared like crazy, and even more quickly he yelled at the Taoist temple:

"come on! Come on

However, the Taoist View of the Heavenly Master, which is full of incense and fire, is still and chilly at the moment, and there is no response at all.

Chen Ziyang's heart "clutters" for a moment, fiercely and inwardly threatens Yiqing's head: "monster! This is the Heavenly Master road! Don't be presumptuous

Although he said with great righteousness, he tried to wriggle his body to push the wheelchair under him.

But the wheelchair is rooted, tightly tied to the ground, motionless.

Yiqing's head, as if watching the insect struggle, is full of funny looking at Chen Ziyang, a strange voice not male or female, spit out from his mouth: "what? You don't know this seat so soon? "

Chen Ziyang was startled, only feel this address, incomparably familiar!

"You Are you... "

In Chen Ziyang's unbelievable eyes, he saw that Yiqing's head had turned into an ice sculpture mask!

Immediately!

A mysterious man in a big black headgear, covered with an ice mask, appeared in front of him without warning!

"It's you!"

Chen Ziyang looks like a duck who has been choked by someone. His face is very white. He stares at the man with ice sculpture mask.

Only feel his figure, has been portrayed in his own bones, will never forget.

Without this man with ice sculpture mask, Chen Ziyang would not have been able to obtain the divine state skill he had dreamed of in his life, and he would not be Meng Ran's opponent in this life.

Although Meng Zaiyang had never had the best chance to Miss Chen Zitian.

Even if I do it again, I will still practice the formula to win the yuan!

"Jie Jie Jie, what is the taste of failure? Is it hard? " Ice mask man, like ghosts, the whole man floating in mid air.

After a while, he appeared on the right side of Chen Ziyang, and in the blink of an eye, he appeared on his left side.

"Let me guess what kind of good things happened to you that led to such a situation. Is the beloved woman taken away? Is it that the skill that was finally swallowed up has been discarded by people? "

Ice mask man's words, every sentence is like a steel needle, straight into Chen Ziyang's heart!

Chen Ziyang trembled violently, and the veins on his neck swelled like little snakes. He roared: "stop talking! I told you not to say it

A man with an ice sculpture mask looks at Chen Ziyang like a joke with a glance at his head. His voice is strange:

"why? Angry? Jie Jie Jie, my favorite is to poke other people's pain, I will say. Do you know about Meng ran and Wushan sword fight? This seat will give you another good news. Your sweetheart has also gone to Wushan and is sleeping with Meng ran