The giant ice and snow coffin flew towards Chen Pan. It was far away and before it got close, the terrifying momentum almost made Chen Pan unable to hold on and kneel down.

Ma Cheng's eyes were filled with blood and tears, and he laughed fiercely: "Die, I want you to die, I want you to die immediately."

This move of Ice and Snow Divine Burial is not just about using Ice and Snow to condense a coffin. It carries Ma Cheng's uncontrollable murderous aura and the will to completely destroy Chen Pan. Especially the Ice Dao pattern wrapped around it is extremely crazy, and even Ma Cheng himself may not be able to control it.

Are you going to die? Chen Pan's heart suddenly became peaceful. He would never regret killing the silver-haired man. The matter had been caused. With the nature of this grandfather and grandson, even if he didn't take action today, he would kill himself for a long time. Not to mention that these saints have ignored the rules left by killing the saint, even if they still abide by it, they would be limited to the Valley of the Evil. Once he went out for some unscrupulous reasons, the grandfather and grandson would never let him go.

The only regret is that you should learn more about the situation in the Evil Valley before you come back, so you won’t encounter this dangerous situation.

Seeing that the ice coffin was about to be smashed and he was about to die, Chen Pan suddenly felt something extremely strange. Someone was slowly walking over in his spiritual sense.

To be precise, it should be very fast. The man was slow, but every step he took, he instantly advanced a long distance, just like the legendary distance.

This strange man didn't know where he came out, and seemed to be integrated with the entire world. If Chen Pan had not had the power of Chen Pan's spiritual sense, he would not have noticed it. Chen Pan even felt it. This person should have deliberately made him notice it. Otherwise, with his strength, he would not have felt any trace at all.

The ice coffin was rapidly descending, and there were still dozens of meters away. Chen Pan began to feel his flesh and blood quickly frozen into ice powder and then dissipated. Ma Cheng's strength was too terrifying, especially in this furious and out of control, he might still burn his own vitality.

The vitality of the saint is so terrible that Chen Pan cannot resist even in good condition.

If this continues, before the ice coffin approaches, I may die. Just when Chen Pan felt that he was about to die, the strange man he sensed in his spiritual consciousness came first, took a step forward, and suddenly came in front of him.

Chen Pan tried hard to open his eyes. He only saw a back wrapped in blood murderous aura. He couldn't even see what he was wearing, let alone what he looked like.

Although this man did not exude a terrifying saint aura like Ma Cheng, or even stood in front of him like an ordinary person, it gave Chen Pan an extremely powerful feeling, which made him feel that he was afraid to deal with it.

The body keeps shaking, which is not only cold, but also a sense of indescribable fear.

The mysterious monster slowly stretched out his finger and hit a corner of the huge ice coffin. A terrible murderous intent bloomed at the fingertips, and the huge ice coffin disappeared instantly. It did not turn into powder, but into nothingness.

The giant coffin disappeared, and a world that seemed empty appeared in front of the monster, and then spread rapidly. The will to kill was spreading between the heaven and earth. The ice and snow disappeared for no reason, and the entire valley returned to its previous appearance. Even the cold air on Chen Pan disappeared without a trace.

"Why!" Ma Cheng roared angrily, it was obvious that he knew this weird person.

"Rules!" The weird man spitted out two words lightly, his voice was like clouds and smoke in the air, empty and ethereal, and very unreal, but it made Chen Pan feel like a magic weapon was placed on his head and even on his soul.

"He killed my grandson. Why can't I kill him!" Ma Cheng shouted loudly.

"Rules!" The weirdo still answered only two words.

"In the past, you never care about so many people. Why do you care about me this time? I don't accept it!" Ma Cheng shouted loudly.

"I don't care if the dead are convinced!" said the weird man lightly.

Ma Cheng was called dead, but in this strange man, it seemed that it was not that simple to ask him about his meal. This is a saint.

"I will take him to bury him even if I die!" Ma Cheng roared, and countless ice and snow appeared beside him. In an instant, it turned into a snow giant of ten thousand meters tall. With a raised hand, almost countless ice and snow came to Chen Pan and the monster.

This is not ordinary ice and snow, but is condensed by the soul-living ice. Such a terrible quantity is difficult for Ma Cheng to use. Chen Pan could clearly feel the other party's burning vitality without bottom line.

Why is this happening? Chen Pan was extremely surprised. He felt that with this weird person in front of him, he would not be hurt. He was surprised at why Ma Cheng chose to burn his vitality like this. It was simply a life-threatening way. If this continues, even if no one kills him, he will be disheartened, which is equivalent to committing suicide.

It is important to know that he is a saint, and he will stay in the mountains without worrying about no firewood. After today, are you afraid that you will not have a chance to plot against him?

The weirdo didn't say anything, and raised his foot and instantly arrived in front of the ice and snow giant transformed by Ma Cheng.

At this step, Chen Pan finally knew who this weird person was, the master of the evil valley, killing Sheng Yuantu, one of the most mysterious saints in the legend.

He took a step forward and actually triggered the Nine Yin Ore Evil Formation below ten thousand meters below the bottom. Chen Pan could do this, except for the Killing Saint, and Chen Pan could not think of a second choice. At this moment, Killing Saint was not just a saint, but he was connected with the entire Evil Mountain and the Evil Valley. This was his world and his country, and he could do whatever he wanted.

No wonder Ma Cheng attacked himself in this almost suicide method, because he already knew that he had no way to survive.

There is no reincarnation in this world, and naturally there is no so-called God of Death and King of Hell. If we have to say that there is God of Death, Yama, except for the Killing Saint, no one dares to regard himself as such.

No one knows whether he is a human race, a demon race or a barbarian race, the most mysterious and terrifying saint in the legend. When he says you are a dead person, you will not have a second end. If he doesn't kill, it will be gone. Once he has an idea, no one can guarantee that he can escape from his sword. It is said that he is a terrifying powerful man who even Amitabha Buddha dares to assassinate.

He is the saint among the holy, and even if he is a saint, he is not much different from ordinary monks in front of him. As a saint in the Valley of Evils, Ma Cheng naturally understands the habit of killing the saint. When the killing saint said to him, "I don't care whether the dead are convinced or not, I don't care", he knew that he had no chance of survival.

If you can't survive, just take a hiccup. Therefore, Ma Cheng desperately burns his vitality and dies with Chen Pan. The stronger his strength, the more he knows the terribleness of killing the saint. Even the saints in the Dacheng realm react in this way, which shows how powerful he has accumulated.

Flying to the ice and snow giant, Killing Sheng raised his hand casually, and did not use the Yuantu Abi Sword, which he knew from the world. He just pinched a piece of Taoist pattern, turned into sword energy, and slashed at Ma Cheng.
Chapter completed!