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Chapter 1833 Seeking Spirit Art

And the white-robed priest had already fallen slowly, but no one was pitiful.

The sacred aura on the statue became stronger and stronger, and even a huge white light ball appeared behind the statue's head.

At the same time, the statue began to rotate slowly, and the man in white seemed to have come alive.

"What's the matter calling me?"

An extremely majestic voice came from the statue, making all the humans and beasts below dare not look up and take a look.

The old man in white robe was also very excited. He immediately stepped forward and said what happened today, and then respectfully stepped aside.

"An illusory figure?

It seems that someone came to inquire about the truth in advance.”

After hearing the old man in white robe, the statue closed his eyes slightly, and then suddenly opened it. Two white lights surged out of the statue's eyes, like two huge flashlights, sweeping across the group of people descending to earth.

Just glanced around slightly, the God King looked outside again, as if he was sensing something. After a while, he came to his senses.

"I didn't find aliens here. I guess they have left, so don't panic.

As long as you guard here, those people dare not do anything easily. As long as you persist for half a year, we will be able to accomplish it.

During this period, there is no major matter of life and death. Don’t call me casually, so as not to be discovered.”

The statue still maintains its original appearance, but the sound coming from it was the Ice and Snow God King.

"My God, I am your most loyal servant, and I am willing to follow your steps. I wonder what I can see you?"

The old man in white robe stepped forward and said respectfully.

"When I need you, I will summon myself to let the priests in the sect pay more attention to the actions of the Orientals, and come and inform me if you have any questions."

After the words came to an end, a soul flew out from the white-robed priest who had died before and was swallowed into his stomach by the statue.

Then the statue became what it was again, and the ice below instantly melted, turning into flowing sea water.

After the statue did not make any sound, ten miles away from the Ice and Snow Temple, the yellow-haired man sitting cross-legged in the huge floating ice cube slowly opened his eyes.

"The Ice and Snow God King is indeed not in the Ice and Snow Temple, but he did not say his position. Master Ma, what do you think you should do now?"

After the yellow-haired man said that, he set his eyes on one of the yellow-haired men.

"Before, I used my sword soul to enter the fake Ice and Snow Temple, and I had found a trace of the aura of the Ice and Snow God King, but it was very weak. Now I can only use the spirit search technique to find out the other party's location.

You guys prepare and I will cast the spell immediately.”

After the yellow-haired man finished speaking, he took out a disc with his hands, then reached out and grabbed the sea water outside, and a ball of sea water appeared in the ice cave.

"Master Ma, are you planning to use the spirit search technique?"

The other two yellow-haired men saw the disc and a trace of solemn expression appeared on their faces.

The spiritual search technique is within a certain range, using magic tools to find the most powerful spiritual body, and it is also a unique secret technique of Shushan.

However, few people can use this kind of secret technique. I heard that only every successor of Shushan Sword Sect can practice, and this young master Ma can also use it. Wouldn't that mean that the other party is the next successor of Shushan Sword Sect?

The two yellow-haired men looked at each other, but did not continue to ask, but looked nervously.

Several of them were wearing human skin masks. From the outside, they really couldn't find that they were Chinese Taoists.

I saw a man holding a disc with a solemn expression, then suddenly reached out and a little on the sea water. The sea water suddenly squirmed, and then it began to emit some white water vapor as if it was evaporating.

The yellow-haired man tapped his other hand gently on the disc, and the disc suddenly emitted a white light, which was dazzling, as if countless stars were rotating inside.

At this time, most of the sea water had evaporated, and a trace of white like cold air slowly condensed out of the sea water.

"Gathering spirits."

The yellow-haired man shouted loudly, and a ball of flame suddenly appeared in his hand, and the ball of sea water also flipped rapidly.

In a blink of an eye, the sea water turned into some white particles, like crystals of ice.

The white crystal was in his hand, and the man grabbed it and then slapped it directly on the disc.

The white light that the disc originally emitted, under the man's sudden slap, instantly dissipated, and some smoke began to appear on the disc.

It seemed like something was about to rush out of the smoke, but it became quieter.

Three yellow-haired men watched blankly. After about an hour, the smoke rolled again and a picture appeared inside. It was a huge ice cube floating on the ocean, with nothing around and nothing living.

And at this moment, under the Arctic Sea, an old man in red suddenly opened his eyes.

"Hmph, someone is actually peeking at us."

The old man snorted coldly and quickly looked at the floating flames above the sky. The flames shook gently, and a white flame rushed directly into the sky, like fireworks, making a roar.

At the same time, the yellow-haired man sitting cross-legged in the ice and was peeping at the terrain suddenly paused slightly, and then the huge iceberg that wrapped their bodies roared and turned into countless pieces.

"retreat..."

The iceberg was destroyed, and the yellow-haired man roared, took out a flying sword, and staggered on it, while blood began to flow from the corner of his mouth.

When the other two yellow-haired men saw this scene, they did not dare to stay for too long. They protected the yellow-haired men from both sides and quickly fled to the distance.

More than an hour after the three yellow-haired men left, the two old men came in an instant. They looked at the hiding place of the three yellow-haired men before, but did not continue to chase them, but returned the same way again.

In the snow and ice, three yellow-haired men roared away. After flying for about three hours, they fell from the sky and then entered an iceberg.

"Master Ma, are you okay?"

Seeing that the Shushan disciple who had cast spells before was pale, the other two Xuanmen disciples were nervous.

"It's nothing. When I was spying on it before, I was suddenly hit by a flame. If my soul hadn't been strong, I would have been killed long ago!"

The disciple of Shushan looked at his hands with a greed, then took out a piece of spiritual herb and put it in his mouth, and began to chew it.

"Send a message to Xiao Yu, saying that the Nuwa Stone is likely to be in the Arctic Ice Field and ask him to come here to meet us quickly after inspecting the Cape Verde Islands."

"good.."

The two yellow-haired men nodded immediately, and then one of them took out the talisman and whispered a few words to it, and the talisman instantly started to burn.

At this time, Xiao Yu had already arrived at the village where Kita had killed someone.

After the death of Africans, the funeral method is different from that of Chinese.
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