You have a good chance, I accept it.

Ye Lin asked, grabbing the old man's collar.

"Senior, the Wuxin Clan is at the very center of the Thousand Miles of Snowfield."

Now the old man doesn't dare to struggle at all. This person may be the legendary immortal god. Only immortal gods can have such means.

Ye Lin grabbed the old man and crossed ten miles in one step, walking towards the center of the thousand-mile snowfield step by step.

The sun is shining brightly outside the thousands of miles of snowfield, while the inside of the thousands of miles of snowfield is covered with ice and snow. The temperatures in the air between the two are simply not of the same order of magnitude. What is causing such a spectacle?

All Ye Lin could think of was the so-called holy object mentioned by the old man.

"Senior, down below is the ancestral land of the Wuxin clan."

At this time, the old man pointed to the iceberg below and said. Among the icebergs, caves were neatly arranged, and snow-white figures were constantly walking around.

"Who is it? Dare to trespass into my Wuxin tribe's territory?"

At this time, a loud shout came from below, and the next moment, three figures shot straight into the sky, and then stood firmly opposite Ye Lin.

Three men with white hair and white skin were staring at Ye Lin, and Ye Lin also discovered that the three men in front of him did not have hearts, and the meridians in their bodies were also very different from those of humans.

"Senior, the three of them are the three great masters of the Wuxin clan. In the snowy field, the three of them can fight against the legendary masters of heaven and man."

"He was also the murderer who killed the three great masters of the Seven Dynasties."

At this time, the old man introduced to Ye Lin that an old man who looked to be over seventy years old called a young senior who looked no more than twenty, which seemed strange.

"Is it you? Mobei swordsman? What? What do you want to do by bringing a great master to my Wuxin clan's ancestral land today? Is it possible that the last war didn't scare you humans?"

"We, the Wuxin Clan, are now independent of the world. Is it possible that your human race still doesn't want to let go of my Wuxin Clan?"

At this time, one of them looked at the old man and said sternly. Obviously, he knew the old man.

"Ants."

After Ye Lin finished speaking, he looked at the three aliens in front of him who were comparable to those in the late stage of Foundation Establishment. Then he raised his right hand and flicked his fingers. Before they had time to react, his eyes widened. At some point, a blood hole appeared in front of them. forehead.

They opened their eyes wide, and their bodies fell down, hitting the ground hard below.

The three great masters of the Wuxin clan, who joined forces in the snowy field to fight against heaven and humans, died like this?

Everything happened too fast. By the time the old man reacted, he was even more convinced that Ye Lin was the legendary immortal god. Only immortal gods could be so powerful.

A large number of Wuxin clan members had gathered below. They all looked at the three corpses on the ground. They couldn't believe that the pillar of their clan had died like this.

The Wuxin clan relies on the protection of the three great masters in front of them to survive. Now, if the seven dynasties know that these three great masters are dead, hundreds of thousands of outsiders will set foot on the snowy plains in a few days.

At that time, it will be the moment when their Wuxin clan will be exterminated.

"Tell me where the things are."

After finishing it, Ye Linfeng said calmly, as if he had just killed three ants.

"Senior...Senior, the thing is in this iceberg, three hundred meters below the iceberg."

The old man swallowed hard, suppressed the shock in his heart, and stammered.

Hearing this, Ye Lin raised his right hand and then pressed it downwards.