Chapter 463 (1/2)

Yang Shusheng is over 500 years old. Even among the golden elixir monks, he is very old. After all, even if the golden elixir is in full bloom, his life will be twelve years, 720 years. Of course, this is not a certain number. There will be some ups and downs due to some opportunities or injuries, but it is not too much.

After living for so many years, Yang Shusheng naturally is more afraid of death than ordinary people, especially though he is not young, he should still live for one or two hundred years. Naturally, he does not want to die so soon.

Therefore, Yang Shusheng did not deal with Lin Haoming, but first sacrificed a red gauze dress and put it on his body.

Last year, all of a sudden, a woman's body is not like a hundred clothes.

The people of the Luo family, when they saw it, naturally laughed at it, while the people of the Yang family, seeing their ancestors like this, lost their voice for a while.

However, Lin Haoming knows that the other party's gauze dress is definitely a treasure, but he doesn't know where Yang Shusheng got it from.

Of course, Lin Haoming didn't care what he was doing. Originally, he wanted to try the cold flame bead, so he directly opened his mouth, a fist sized, crystal clear bead from his mouth.

As soon as the cold flame bead spouted out, Lin Haoming pointed to it immediately. Suddenly, a white flame came out of the bead. In an instant, the surrounding air was condensed, and the ground was directly covered with a layer of frost.

”What a frightful chill

No matter is Luo family person or Yang family person, at this moment subconsciously came up with such idea.

When Yang Shusheng saw it, he did not dare to be careless. The light on his hand flashed, and a red gourd appeared in his hand.

Lin Haoming flicks his finger at the cold flame bead, and a white flame sweeps towards the other party. At the same time, Yang Shusheng immediately slaps the red gourd, and a hot flame bursts out from the mouth of the gourd.

The cold flame and the blazing flame collide together, and a pillar of fire rises in the place where the two flames collide. The momentum is not amazing.

When Lin Haoming saw this, he took a step and shot at the cold flame bead. Suddenly, the flame of the cold flame bead rose again and swept away towards the poplar tree.

Yang Shusheng just urged the red gourd to fire again. But this time, he obviously felt that the cold flame of Lin Haoming was just the same. Although it seemed to be stronger the second time, he didn't try his best. This time, the flame was more powerful several times than before, and he was ready to force Lin Haoming's cold flame back directly.

But at this time, the cold flame beads directly out of the flame.

After Yang Shusheng realized that, he was also slightly surprised, but there was no hall on his hand. He raised his hand with a red light on his palm. At the same time, the gauze clothes on his body also sparkled, which seemed to be a flaming garment on his body in an instant.

Yang Shusheng is confident that he can catch this cold flame bead by his own means. However, he did not expect that the originally predicted frigid cold did hit him, but after the cold, a force of terror that he could not imagine hit him.

He stretched out his hand to grasp Han Yanzhu, and it broke off directly. However, because he hit him, hanyanzhu changed some directions in an instant and went to the head of Yang Shusheng, but Yang Shusheng didn't respond at all.

The cold flame bead almost did not hinder it. It hit Yang Shusheng's forehead, just like a hard stone the size of a fist was forced to hit a watermelon, and Yang Shusheng's head was thus directly smashed open, and even became crumbling in an instant.