Zheng Shengmo looked at the petite and frail woman in front of him with a look of doubt and narrowed his eyes:

"Nephew Ruo, what are you talking about? I don't understand."

Ruomei waved her hand, and Lin Qingchou's body floated up, flew over the spring, and landed beside her. Then a piece of clothing fell and covered Lin Qingchou's body.

Lin Qingchou was still in the process of collapse, her body trembling and mumbling incoherently.

Ruomei looked at Zheng Shengmo coldly: "Elder Zheng, you just used force on a junior disciple. I saw it with my own eyes. Do you still want to deny it?"

Zheng Shengmo was silent for a moment, then suddenly burst into laughter: "Nephew Ruo, there must be some misunderstanding between us. Come here and I will explain it to you slowly."

"Zheng Shengmo, do you think I came to you because of those Zhenyang Sect disciples?"

Ruomei said indifferently with sarcasm in her eyes:

"The life and death of these people has nothing to do with me. I came to kill you only because I want to kill all three major clans, and you happen to be the weakest one."

"You want to kill all three clans?" Zheng Shengmo stared at Ruomei: "Who... are you?"

Ruomei did not answer, but raised her hand to draw a magic circle to isolate this forest from the outside world.

Zheng Shengmo sneered: "Even if you have planned everything and made my cultivation level drop sharply, I am still a Yuanying. Can you kill me?"

Sure enough, the spiritual energy in Ruomei's body surged all the way up to the seventh level of the Golden Core, and it could no longer be improved.

Zheng Shengmo laughed loudly: "You want to kill me even at the seventh level of Jindan? Ruo, my nephew, are you crazy?"

Suddenly, the air around became half hot and half cold.

Zheng Shengmo's expression changed!

This breath was too familiar to him, and it often woke him up from nightmares. Suddenly, Zheng Shengmo's voice began to tremble:

"You, you are..."

Under his horrified gaze, Ruomei's petite body gradually grew taller, her figure became tall and slender, and her jet-black hair turned half fiery red and half snow-white.

The thin, oval face turned into a beautiful oval face. This perfect face should have been dignified and elegant, but at this moment it looked murderous.

The murderous intent in those cold and beautiful eyes was like an iceberg that had lasted for thousands of years, or like a raging flame scorching the sky.

This appearance, this figure, this icy yet scorching martial arts technique, was exactly the same as the one in Zheng Shengmo's nightmare. He took two steps back, his face full of horror and disbelief:

"Xia Qinglian?! How is that possible? Aren't you dead?!"

Xia Qinglian took light steps forward. Her feet stepped on the spring water, and the gurgling water stopped abruptly, half of it turned into ice and half turned into water vapor. This scene was extremely strange, but it was very familiar to Zheng Shengmo.

During the battle at Tianlu Mountain, he had been hiding behind and only fought one move with Xia Qinglian, but it almost became his inner demon.

If there were no other people involved with Xia Qinglian, he would have been easily killed by this terrible witch.

At that time, he saw Xia Qinglian explode and die with his own eyes, so he did not develop a demon in his heart.

Even so, he often thought of the time when he was her enemy in his dreams.

The feeling of powerlessness when one's life and death are in someone else's hands is truly terrifying!

People all called Xia Qinglian, Ye Xiyue and Su Hongling the three great fairies at that time, but Zheng Shengmo knew that Xia Qinglian's cultivation had already far surpassed Ye Xiyue and Su Hongling.

If she is not killed in time, there will be endless troubles.

However, this person who was supposed to be dead appeared in front of him at this moment!

As Xia Qinglian approached him step by step, Zheng Shengmo was frightened and retreated repeatedly.

The other party was clearly only at the seventh level of Jindan, but Zheng Shengmo had a strong feeling that if he fought with her...

I will die soon!

Experienced cultivators all know that cultivation and combat power cannot be confused.

Xia Qinglian, on the other hand, has the best talent in cultivation in the past five hundred years, and her killing skills are second to none in thousands of years.

Even if she was only at the Golden Core level, Zheng Shengmo would not dare to fight with her.

"Don't come over here!"

Zheng Shengmo shouted, and dozens of magical weapons flew out of his storage bag and flew towards Xia Qinglian. For a moment, there was bright light and fireworks bloomed.

Zheng Shengmo took the opportunity to move to the other side of the spring, picked up Lin Qingchou from the ground, and held her in front of him.

At this time, the dozens of magic weapons had been burned to ashes by the flames. Xia Qinglian turned to look at him. Zheng Shengmo hid behind Lin Qingchou and shouted:

"Xia Qinglian, don't come over here, or I will kill her!"

Xia Qinglian's long hair fluttered, and she was surrounded by red flames and frost. With every step she took, the air around her began to twist and collapse in the extreme pull of ice and fire.

It feels like the space is shattered, which is chilling.

Her red lips parted slightly, but without a trace of human emotion:

"You're using a disciple of the Zhenyang Sect to threaten me?"

Zheng Shengmo suddenly felt that half of his body was freezing and the other half was burning.

He screamed in fear: "No, don't kill me! I don't want to die!"

The spiritual energy of Zheng Shengmo's Nascent Soul Realm burst out with a loud bang, and for a moment the entire mountain forest was shaking, as if the heaven and earth were being shaken.

However, the space around him still collapsed and twisted under the pull of ice and fire, and his body was still half frozen and half burning.

"No! Xia Qinglian, I didn't kill your master, it was the head of the sect, as well as Wei Shouyuan, Shi Shuhong, Leng Jing, and Tan Tai Mingyue! I can help you kill them, please spare my life!"

Zheng Shengmo screamed miserably, holding two shining immortal swords in his hands, slashing wildly, emitting powerful sword energy!

The surrounding woods were all cut down, the mountain walls collapsed, and in a moment the entire hill was flattened.

However, the strange red flames and frost still entangled his body like a maggot on his tarsal bones, and he could not get rid of it no matter what he did.

Slowly from burning and freezing the body surface, flames and frost invade the body, burning the meridians and freezing the spiritual field.

The twisted and collapsed space around him gradually surrounded Zheng Shengmo.

At this time, half of Zheng Shengmo's body was burned to ashes, and the other half was frozen into ice.

Half black and gray, half white.

Weird, terrifying, and inescapable.

This is the real Lihuo Xuanbing.

This is the Holy Maiden of the Demon Sect, Xia Qinglian.

"Witch, witch..."

At the last moment, Zheng Shengmo's eyes, which were only half of his head left, moved with difficulty and looked at the woman not far away.

She is cool and dignified, extremely beautiful, yet expressionless, and has control over life and death.

She is indeed the scariest person in the world.

I was wrong, I was wrong. I shouldn't have gone to Tianlu Mountain and shouldn't have messed with this woman!

I should have hidden in Wangyou Peak and never followed them even if I died.

No, the Zhenyang Sect shouldn’t have provoked the Qinglian Sect!

You, you will all be killed by her!

Ahhh! I don’t want to die! I don’t want to die, I don’t want to…

Click.

The half body that was frozen into ice broke into pieces, turned into ice crystals, and drifted away with the wind.

Xia Qinglian stretched out her hand, and a few ice crystals fell on her white jade palm. She had no expression on her face and said calmly:

“The first one.”

Xia Qinglian walked up to Lin Qingchou, who was in a trance, hugging herself, her eyes unfocused, and muttering to herself:

"I'm not clean anymore. Senior Brother Chun won't want me anymore. He won't want me anymore."

Xia Qinglian squatted down, stretched out her fingers and slowly lifted her chin:

"Do you know why you became like this?"

Lin Qingchou shook her head foolishly, looking confused. Xia Qinglian chuckled:

"Because you are too weak. If you become stronger and become an elder, you will naturally get what you want."

"Become stronger? Become an elder?"

Lin Qingchou's scattered gaze gradually focused as she looked at Xia Qinglian:

"What should I do?"

Xia Qinglian stood up and looked down at her coldly: "As long as you listen to me, I can help you."

Lin Qingchou looked up at her blankly for a long time, then knelt on the ground with a trembling and resolute voice:

"Saint, I will obey your orders even if it means death!"