Gaowu: Invincibility starts with basic archery skills

The white-haired old man's expression darkened.

The temperature in the entire hall instantly dropped by more than ten degrees. This was not a joke, but it really dropped by more than ten degrees.

Warriors in the Heavenly Realm can only communicate with the power of heaven and earth, but cannot change the environment between heaven and earth, so that the sky that was originally cloudless will be overcast with clouds, lightning and thunder, and it will be raining heavily, and the sky will be clear and clear the next moment.

But this old man cultivates a supreme level ice-based mind technique, the Xuanming True Skill. The internal energy he cultivates is so cold as to be cold. Even if a little bit is released from the body, it can lower the surrounding environment by more than ten or twenty degrees. It is not uncommon for temperatures to drop to dozens of degrees below zero.

Everyone in the room couldn't help but start a cold war.

Because the coldness outside was like a poisonous snake, penetrating into the bone marrow, and even the soul was trembling.

"If no one says anything, then we'll just waste it like this."

The white-haired old man said coldly, with a murderous intent in his eyes.

Yes, these people in front of him are his juniors.

However, I don’t know how many generations have passed, and I don’t know how weak the blood relationship has become. Even if these people are killed by others, he will not be sad, but will be angry. Who is so bold and dares to treat Qin The family takes action.

In just a few seconds, the temperature in the room had dropped to ten or twenty degrees below zero.

The tea on the coffee table was completely frozen.

Everyone has a layer of white frost on their eyebrows and eyelids.

"Old, ancestor..."

Someone trembled and said: "We, we just got the news, we haven't had time to tell you yet."

"is it?"

The white-haired old man looked at the person who spoke.

"Yes, yes, ancestor."

The man crossed his arms and trembled.

He had mobilized all the internal forces in his body to resist the cold outside, but it was of no avail. If it took a little longer, he felt that his internal organs would be completely frozen.

"What a courage!"

The white-haired old man shouted, "At this point, you are still telling lies."

After saying that, he flicked his fingers, and a white light flashed. The man who spoke instantly turned into an ice sculpture, and then exploded with a bang.

In an instant, the ground was covered with ice fragments, and in the ice was the man's body.

Everyone's eyes widened and they didn't realize what happened.

It wasn't until a scream rang out that they woke up from a dream. One by one, they looked at the debris on the ground, and their bodies felt as if they had fallen into an ice cellar.

Obviously, this person is dead, or his body is not intact.

But just a few seconds ago, he was standing in front of everyone and talking.

As for the person who killed him, he was naturally the ancestor sitting on the chair.

"I told you, don't hide it or deceive me. Your little deeds are nothing in front of me."

The white-haired old man snorted coldly, his eyes full of disdain.

It was as if what he had just killed was not a person, but a dog.

"Ancestor, have mercy on me! Ancestor, have mercy on me!"

"Ancestor, have mercy, I really don't know."

There was a chorus of begging for mercy.

Everyone knelt down in unison and kowtowed to the ground as hard as they could.

Many people don't even know that their heads are bleeding.

Because the person in front of him is the ancestor of the Qin family. Even if he kills everyone here, let alone one person, no one in the family would dare to say a word.

"Ancestor, I say, I will say anything."

some people said.

If you say it, there is still a glimmer of hope.

If I don't tell you, it would be too miserable to freeze to death here.

"Now you know what to say? What did you do before?"

The white-haired old man flicked his fingers, and several white lights flew out.

If you look carefully, you will see that it is not white light, but broken ice the size of a fingernail. The moment it touches the human body, it wraps the human body in solid ice, and then, with a bang, it explodes.

Seeing this scene, no one dared to speak anymore.

Is this the ancestor they have always respected?

This is clearly a murderous devil!

But they only dared to say this in their hearts.

"Humph."

The white-haired old man looked at the broken ice on the ground expressionlessly, then looked at the remaining people and said: "This time, I am just giving you a small punishment to let you know what will happen if you violate my words." If there is a next time, none of you will be able to leave alive today. "

"I don't dare anymore, I don't dare anymore, ancestor, please spare my life!"

"Ancestor, spare your life, we say, we will say anything."

"Ancestor, we know our mistake."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, but still desperately begged for mercy.

Who knows if this ancestor would say something one second and act like nothing happened the next second.

"Get up."

The white-haired old man said lightly.

As the words fell, the chill in the hall gradually disappeared.

Only then did everyone dare to get up, and they were surprised to be covered in cold sweat, as if they had just taken a bath in the water.

"Tell me what's going on."

The white-haired old man's voice sounded.

"Report..."

Several voices sounded at once.

The people who were talking looked at me and I looked at you, but they didn’t know whether they should continue talking.

"You tell me."

Seeing this, the white-haired old man pointed at one randomly.

"Yes, old man."

The heart of the man who was pointed out slowed down for half a beat.

Because he remembered that the corpses on the ground died because the ancestor pointed them out.

He licked his lips, sorted out his thoughts, glanced at the white-haired old man, then quickly lowered his head, stared at the floor, and said: "Yes, it's like this, ancestor, a day or two ago, we had a meeting with the head of the family. They lost contact."

"What did you say?"

The white-haired old man's pupils shrank suddenly.

"Ancestor, have mercy!" The man knelt down like a frightened bird, which immediately caused a domino effect, and everyone in the hall knelt down again.

"A bunch of trash."

The white-haired old man suddenly became furious.

It was said that the people of the Qin family were inferior to each other from generation to generation. He didn't believe it yet, but what he saw now made him believe it. There was no one who dared to talk to him normally and look at him.

"We lost contact a day or two ago. Didn't you try again? Didn't you send someone to look for it? Why didn't I know such important news until now?"

"I tried," the man said quickly: "These days, we have been asking people to call the owner of the family's phone 24 hours a day, and we have also sent people everywhere to inquire about the whereabouts of the family owner and the others."

"The results of it?"

The white-haired old man said coldly: "What I want is the result, not the process!"