At this time, layers of frost had formed on the walls of the Imperial Capital Prison not far away.

"Boss, it's so cold, please hug me." Pang Da, who was standing beside Song Li, said flatteringly, and he didn't know how to squeeze out the "sexy eyes". Fortunately, he had reached the level of Song Li to control his internal organs as long as he was not seriously injured and did not vomit.

"Hold your sister, go home and hug your wife." Song Li was too lazy to pay attention to the huge evil taste.

"I'm coming out to sacrifice my life and shed blood for you, don't have time to get into my wife's quilt?" After spending a long time with Song Li, I'm also skillful in using various fresh words. In Song Li's words, I have mastered more foreign languages.

"The clone is really extraordinary, and the world changes in one thought." Li Yun murmured while making a joke, with envy on his face.

Song Li smiled and said, "Don't be envious. The clone gritted his teeth and stomped his feet and quickly practiced."

Li Yun rolled his eyes and thought to himself that you dare to say that in this Nebula Continent.

Song Li seemed to see what Li Yun was thinking and said, "Did you think about becoming a Nascent Soul cultivator two years ago? But now aren't you also a dignified Nascent Soul powerhouse? As the saying goes, how bold a person is, it's the truth."

Li Yun thought about it, he was a young cultivator who built a foundation two years ago, but now he is already at the first level of the Nascent Soul. Song Li was not as good as him at that time, and now he is at the peak of the Nascent Soul.

"Why haven't I heard of the saying?" Li Yun asked.

Song Li didn't take this at all, and then said, "So, those who have been practicing for hundreds of years before reaching the clone stage are not worth mentioning at all. They are so arrogant!" This was so loud that Taoist Ziyun naturally heard it, and his beard was almost rude.

Ziyun Zhenren's snow-tracing wave after wave, continuous, and at the beginning, Ningle Mountain could resist, but gradually it became more and more difficult. Facing the clone strongman, he could only use the Taiyin Nine Nether Technique to resist, and the true energy in his body consumed a lot.

"Song Li, I won't come down to help." Ning Leshan believed that Song Li would not destroy the bridges across the river. It was not that he had to look at his face at least Ning Qianxue's face.

Song Li smiled and said, "Brother-in-law, you'll hold on for a while, I'll go into the house to warm up for a while."

Ning Leshan frowned, but did not continue talking nonsense with Song Li. He originally decided to deal with Ziyun Zhenren to win in danger, but he had expected all kinds of results, and even if he died, there was nothing he could do about it.

In fact, Song Li didn't want to go down to help him, but he had his own plans in his mind. Ziyun Zhenren is the second level of the clone, and Song Li dared not say that he was Ziyun's opponent. Even though he had done a lot of killing people higher than the level before, the higher the level, the bigger the gap. At the level of clone, the gap between each level was like the sky and the earth. He could only use wheel battles to continuously consume Ziyun Zhenren, and in the end, Song Li had a certain chance of winning. If Ziyun Zhenren had not had the intention to kill Ning Qianxue, Song Li would not have taken such a risk to face the clone strongman so quickly.

"Ningle Mountain, no one can save you today!" After saying that, he used the last gale wind. His momentum just surpassed Xianting, and his whole body suddenly jumped out.

Taoist Ziyun seemed to be carrying the snow waves and soon arrived in front of Ningle Mountain. Since Ningle Mountain was working hard to deal with the layers of snow waves that were traversing the snow tide, it was too late to realize that Taoist Ziyun was doing his best.

"Cold Snow Palm!" Taoist Ziyun shouted.

His right hand turned into ice and rushed straight to Ningleshan's head.

Ning Leshan betrayed the sect and killed him. Ning Qianxue betrayed the sect and killed him. After this palm, he was the head of Taiyue Sect, and he was justified and no one could say anything.

At this moment, he was a little excited and couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Swoosh..."

A black cluster of arrows came in awe, and just a cluster of arrows made Ziyun Zhenren feel the danger, and the flight route of the cluster of arrows was just on the line of his palm. Looking along the traces, the bow string of a bow in Song Li's hand was still buzzing. The bow and arrow are not scary, but the terrible thing is the person who shot this arrow.

Ziyun Zhenren could feel that if he continued to squeeze out this palm regardless of everything, then this hand would undoubtedly be ruined.

"Old Ziyun, are you too happy too early..." Song Li laughed loudly.

Ning Leshan's back was chilling, and he breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that Song Li was finally going to take action. Before, when Song Li was at the seventh level of the Yuanying, even after fighting several people, he could kill the ancestor Haotian who was at the peak of the Yuanying of the Transformation of the Dust. Now Song Li is at the peak of the Yuanying. Even when facing Ziyun Zhenren on the second level of the clone, Ning Leshan believed that Song Li should have the power to fight.

Ziyun Zhenren's snow-traveling tide still has a lingering charm.

The wind has not stopped, and the snow has not stopped.

Song Li stepped into the wind and snow with high ambition, and Li Yun and Pang Da behind him also strided in. Pang Da's already huge figure deliberately raised his head and chest, and his aura was like the fox in the power of a fox.

This is the strongest combat power of Song Li's side at this time. Li Kangtian and Li Jing took Chu Yi and four others and a team of Ming Ce troops to the Shui Pavilion. Song Li believed that the pressure there would not be too great.

"Boss, it's so fucking cold." Pangda has worked hard during this period. In his spare time, he is not only holding his wife or competing with Li Yun. Although he is beaten by Li Yun as a human sandbag every time, his strength has grown rapidly with the elixir given to him by Song Li. Now he is at the peak of the Golden Pill.

Song Li smiled and suddenly a wisp of purple open fire appeared in his hand. He immediately threw the wisp of open fire to the ground. After a little, the wisp of purple flame bloomed like a flower, rippling in the wind and snow. The purple fire overflowed everyone in the wind and snow, but everyone could not feel its burning heat, but the coolness from the wind and snow had disappeared.

The wind has stopped and the snow has stopped.

Ziyun Zhenren was not in a hurry to kill Ning Leshan at this time. Even if he was anxious, there was nothing he could do. The current situation was already very clear. As long as he could kill Song Li today, everyone present could kill anyone he wanted. Does he care about Song Li's identity as a prince? Joke, both sides have already torn apart, and it is a situation that will never end. A prince's identity will not let him obediently let Song Li slaughter.

If anyone present wants Song Li to die the most, it must be Du Yun, the leader of the Green Field Sect. The hatred of killing his son is like a thorn in his throat. If he wants him to seek revenge on Song Li, who is already at the peak of the Nascent Soul, he will not dare to take revenge on him. But with Ziyun Zhenren today, how could he miss this good opportunity? After taking a closer look at Li Yun and Pang Da behind Song Li, the two of them have one Nascent Soul and one level and one peak of the Golden Pill, and in his eyes they are like ants.

"Old Ancestor, Du Yun is willing to advance and retreat with you." Du Yun said embarrassedly. In fact, in his opinion, this is a battle without any suspense. Ning Letian seems to have little combat power. Li Yun at the first level of the Nascent Soul and the huge size of the Golden Pill peak are not worth mentioning at all. Song Li is indeed strong, but it is absolutely impossible for Ziyun Zhenren, a strong man who has been promoted for nearly a hundred years. Ning Letian resolutely turned against him, Yun Xiaozi had basically been bombarded as a useless person. At this time, he resolutely stood on the side of Ziyun Ancestor. After the battle, not only can his Green Field Sect be called the second most powerful sect in the Holy Lion Empire, but Du Yun's status in the entire Holy Lion Empire will also be greatly improved.

Du Yun's move was indeed quite appreciated by Master Ziyun. Master Ziyun stroked his long beard and nodded, "Well, after this battle, I will give you a few holy elixirs to help you break through your clone." If Du Yun had to be grateful in the past, although Luyemen could obtain a few holy elixirs from different channels every year, he could not enjoy it alone, and he still had to give a few of them to his subordinate elders. The problem is that this matter cannot be said in front of Song Li. Isn't this stretching out his face to let Song Li fight?

Before entering the imperial capital, the six major sects summarized three characteristics for Song Li: lustful, shameless, and many elixirs. However, Ziyun Zhenren either went into seclusion or traveling in the past few years, and only knew that Song Li had killed five Nascent Soul Elders of Taiyue Sect one after another. He was very strong and did not know that Song Li was an alchemist.

Sure enough, before Song Li could show off, Pang Da stopped doing it and said with a bitter face: "Boss, look at how righteous Ziyun is, and he helped fight and gave holy elixirs. Otherwise, Ziyun, I will give me two, and I will withdraw from this fight."

Ziyun Zhenren laughed loudly, raised her head and chest, and looked like a very proud big rooster, saying, "A mere Golden Pill Stage, I'm also good at taking holy elixirs."

Song Li shook his head and sighed, "Big, Panda, you are really a wolf that can't be fed. Just give you a few, I'm so much of this thing anyway." As he said that, he took out several pills from the Tianwu Golden Ring, and the entire area was filled with elixir fragrance. The misty luster on the pills was like stars flashing in Song Li's hand.

Even Master Ziyun swallowed a saliva. Although he was not an alchemist, he had good knowledge and excellent eyesight. Naturally, he could see that the elixir in Song Li's hand was not only holy elixir, but also the best among holy elixirs.

Song Li counted, and had eleven pills in his hand, and murmured: "Give you five pills, and give Li Yun five pills. Oh, what should I do if I get one extra pill? Forget it, it's a problem to put it back. Whose little one, come on, I'll give you this pill." While saying that, pointing at an ordinary constable in the Zuoku Hall team.

The constable ran over happily in the envious look of everyone, took the pill, thanked him repeatedly, and returned to the team with a smile on his face.

Li Yun frowned and said, "Your Highness, is it the Snow King Silver Snake Pill again? I ate six of them a few days ago and I had to vomit in order to break through to the Nascent Soul. Can I change them? It's a little lower than his grade."

Song Li squeaked a little and said, "Some of them are picky and picky. Okay, you can take these ones first. After the battle, you can use them to me to exchange for a few Red Marrow Holy Yuan Dans. But it's okay, this Snow King Silver Snake Pill ranks sixth on the holy elixir list, and the Red Marrow Holy Yuan Dan is only ranked ninth, so the medicinal power will be slightly lower."
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