Puppet cultivation, if you find the real one, I lose

Chen Huan touched the black sickle in his hand and said to Qi Sui:

""The sickle that breaks delusion, I have tried my best to catch him by surprise."

It was very brief, but Qi Sui understood what he meant. He glanced at the black sickle in Chen Huan's hand, which was flashing with light patterns belonging to a top-grade spiritual treasure.

That should be a one-time killing move of a top-grade spiritual treasure.

He took a deep breath, turned around and smiled charmingly:

"The four court masters seemed to be no better than this. After just one round, one of them was defeated. Haha."

Dong Yue stepped forward:

"We have been cultivating for thousands of years, so there is no need to deal with mortals."

The whole cave froze into ice again, and Chun, Xia, and Qiu slowly retreated.

Seven-year-old's face became more serious, and then he licked his lips and smiled a little bit charmingly:

"It was a waste of talent for Yanyue Sect to send out four court masters to intercept the two of us, so.....I think we're unlucky."

"I accidentally took the wrong road."

She smoothed her hair across her forehead:

"Mr. Dongyue, you guys made the first move, we will fight back and the matter will be over, you can continue with your plan���Let's continue our mission and say goodbye, how about that?"

If it was before, Qi Sui would obviously not say this, but with Chen Huan's intimidation, she did have some confidence. It would be best if they could live in peace.

But Qiu Yue stood up and sneered:

"If it's the eleventh floor, it's fine, but you, no, killing you won't be difficult."

After saying this, he quickly made a hand gesture:

"The energy of heaven and earth is born, and the four seasons are complete!"

The third month of spring is called the beginning of the new year, when heaven and earth are born and all things flourish. I saw that Chunyue's skin began to turn into wood, and her whole body twisted like a vine, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a huge tree trunk.

The third month of summer is called the abundance and beauty, when the energy of heaven and earth intersects and all things flourish.

Xiayue drilled into the tree trunk like a stream of light, and the next moment, the tree trunk spread out countless branches, and with a swish, the branches sprouted, and in an instant a lush green tree appeared. The third month of autumn is called the peace of mind, when the weather is urgent and the earth's energy is bright.

Qiuyue stepped into the tree trunk, and the autumn wind blew, passing by with a bleak breeze. The originally prosperous and green leaves rustled, and then turned yellow and sparse at a speed visible to the naked eye, But then, golden fruits appeared among the branches.

The three months of winter are called closed and hidden. The water is frozen and the ground is cracked, and there is no disturbance from the sun.

Dongyue did not enter the big tree that held the three people together, but stood quietly under the big tree. The crescent moon in the cave suddenly turned into a full moon.

The moonlight sprinkled down, and the branches were frosted. Dongyue stood under the moon in white clothes, like an outstanding gentleman.

The big tree transformed by spring, summer and autumn gradually became illusory, as if Dongyue's Dharma image was quietly floating behind.

Qi Sui and San Qian both had changes in their expressions. Even Chen Huan was surprised when he looked at the four people who were legal for the four seasons.

Dongyue held up his hands to the sky, and the whole cave flickered and trembled. He spoke slowly:

""Lidong, wake up from hibernation!"

Lidong said. The big tree behind him had lost all its autumn leaves and was covered with layers of frost. The fruits on the tree had turned into ice. In an instant, Chen Huan felt a chill coming. This cold seemed to awaken the primitive instinct in human genes, wanting to avoid this cold wave.

But then the Yuanshen, which had been fully transformed, shook, and the influence receded instantly.

At this time, Guan Qisui and Sanqian both had drooping eyelids and slightly opened their mouths as if they wanted to yawn.

Lidong means that life begins to be stored and all things enter a state of collection.

All living things try to reduce physical energy consumption as much as possible, save food and clothing, and start sleeping and hibernating.

Qisui bit the tip of his tongue hard to dispel a trace of fatigue, but he felt that the mana or Yuanshen in his body had become extremely dull, and even his body responded to the consciousness of being too lazy to move.

She quickly formed a seal and pinched the formula:

""Fire umbrella day!"

With a cry, the paper umbrella spun, and seven red firebirds flew out of it and circled in the air, then fell again and plunged back into the paper umbrella.

The whole paper umbrella was seen to be emitting blood-red flames, and the flames fell along the edge of the umbrella, like a flame rain curtain.

The arrival of the flames instantly counteracted Dongyue's coldness.

The next moment, the whole person flew towards Dongyue like a flying bird. She knew that in this four-season domain, the possibility of escaping was almost zero.

Chen Huan and San Qian looked at each other, surrounded them from left and right, and went straight to the big tree.

Dongyue looked at the three people rushing over and said:

"Seven-year-old fairy, I am very sorry, the master said that anyone who enters this place will be killed without mercy.

"Heavy snow covered the house!"

The cave was filled with snowflakes. The snow was as dense as a sea of foam, and the three people were instantly submerged.

"Xiaohan hides the nest!"

The wind and snow melted the ice crystals in the blink of an eye, and the three people were surrounded by an ice nest like a honeycomb.

The three people who rushed forward were all trapped in the ice nest.

The coldness receded, and the warmth returned, as if this ice house was his resting place, and the feeling of fatigue surged into his heart like a tide.

Every part of the body conveyed a message to the soul: it's time to hibernate. The fire umbrella above the seven-year-old's head dimmed at a speed visible to the naked eye. Looking sideways, after countless ice crystals like the abyss mirror, San Qian was already half-kneeling on the ground, supporting the ground with his hands and his body trembling, as if he wanted to fight against this hibernation sleepiness.

Her eyes trembled, and a feeling of powerlessness instantly came over her. Even if Chen Huan cut off Xia Yue's physical body, this four-season method was the fusion of soul and spirit.

At this time, Dong Yue was the superposition of four late-stage spirits.

The magic used was a violent crushing of the soul and spirit, and there was no room for resistance at all.

But turning her head again made her eyes stagnate, and she saw Although Black Scythe was also imprisoned in the ice nest, he stood steadily and even knocked on the ice nest to study something.

As if noticing the gaze of Seven Years Old, Chen Huan also turned his head to look over.

Seven Years Old opened his mouth, but found that this ice nest seemed to be separated from the other ice nest by an endless distance. He could not make any sound, and his soul could not reach it. It had already become an ice barrier.

She laughed at herself, and she made a claw with her five fingers, grabbed her chest, and with her five fingers digging into the flesh, she tore it outwards, blood splattered, and a square human skin appeared in her hand.

She stared at the Four Seasons Tree behind Dong Yue. The Summer Moon was half-dead, and the Autumn Moon was injured. If the tree could be disintegrated, there might be a glimmer of hope.

But the Dong Yue in front of him seemed like an insurmountable mountain.

She bit her tongue, and a stream of blood flew from the tip of her tongue into the human skin, and scarlet and weird runes appeared on the human skin.

Her eyes narrowed slightly, her breathing stopped, and she was about to fight to the death.

""Seven-year-old Palace Master, I have another way to break this ice nest."

This voice appeared directly in her mind, like a ghost.

But Seven-year-old was shocked, and her eyes showed disbelief. This was the voice of Black Scythe.

She had tried before, and it was impossible to transmit sound through the spiritual consciousness in this ice nest. How could he do it?

Before he could think more, Chen Huan's voice came again:

"This is the only trick I can use. If the Palace Master still cannot find a chance to survive, then this is his fate."