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Lin Xuan turned around with great ease and plopped back down on the armchair covered with a thick white tiger skin in the center of the deck.

He even pulled a large red apple from his storage space, wiped it casually on his sleeve, and took a bite.

"You little bastards." Lin Xuan chewed on an apple while pointing at the group of howling ice demons below, his tone extremely calm, as if he were assigning homework for the day. "Those white-haired rag dolls down there are for you to practice on. I don't want to see a whole corpse. Hurry up, or we'll miss the whole roasted lamb for dinner."

"Dad's here!"

The five second-generation rich kids answered in unison. Without any hesitation, they leaped from the airship high in the sky, crashing onto the ice like five cannonballs.

These five people are simply an extremely ruthless and sophisticated slaughtering assembly line machine.

Lin Yun was at the very front.

His youthful face was full of the aloof air of a top student, and he tossed his little hand through the air with remarkable skill.

"go."

The four miniature phantoms of the Immortal Slaying Sword Qi exploded in mid-air, instantly expanding into a deadly sword formation covering a radius of ten miles.

Sword energy crisscrossed, moving so fast that even afterimages were invisible. Thousands of ice demons, who were just about to raise their heads to fight back, had their screams forcibly cut off by the sword energy, instantly being shredded into a sky full of bloody ice shards by this extremely terrifying meat grinder.

Meanwhile, the hundreds of giant ice demon leaders who had escaped the net were extremely frantic, swinging their millstone-sized ice hammers and charging towards Lin Pan, who had just landed.

Lin Pan stood there, utterly unassuming, not even bothering to dodge. Suddenly, the translucent little tortoise shell on his back burst forth with a blinding blue light. An extremely terrifying phantom of a Primordial Xuanwu immediately enveloped him, protecting him tightly.

"Bang bang bang!"

Those enormous ice hammers, carrying immense force, slammed brutally into the Xuanwu phantom.

As a result, it didn't even leave a white mark, let alone break through the defenses.

An extremely terrifying recoil force erupted on the spot, shattering the arms of hundreds of ice demon leaders, and sending their hammers flying back, smashing their own heads into their bellies.

Just as the Ice Demon's formation was thrown into chaos, Lin Rui nimbly charged in.

He didn't draw his sword at all; he just used the dark, black scabbard of the Zhuxian Sword as a staff.

His terrifying swordsmanship intuition allowed him to strike with unparalleled precision at the weakest points of the high-level ice demons' protective ice shields. With a "crack," anyone struck would shatter instantly, skin and bones alike, into a pile of ice.

The fighting was fierce and bloody, and the cleanup was even more arduous.

Lin Dou and Lin Xiao followed behind, picking up trash with perfect understanding.

With each casual opening and closing of the Golden Dragon Scissors in Lin Xiao's hand, the knots in the storage bags at the waists of a number of high-level ice demon leaders would be severed in two.

Lin Dou, meanwhile, leisurely held up the Hunyuan Golden Cauldron. A flash of golden light appeared, and regardless of whether it was broken copper and scrap iron or low-grade spirit stones that fell down, it all unreasonably sucked them all into the golden cauldron and confiscated them.

The entire process was swift and seamless. This army of cannon fodder, on which the Western Church had placed high hopes, was wiped out in less than ten breaths by the five obscure second-generation elites. Only a desolate expanse of broken ice and the looted corpses of the ice demons remained on the river.

At the very same time that this brief massacre ended.

The Daoist Zhunti, hiding high above the clouds, saw with remarkable clarity through his divine sense the despairing scene of one-sided crushing defeat below.

"Lin Xuan! You persistent mad dog! You've ruined my plans again!" Zhunti's face turned green with rage, and the extreme sense of powerlessness caused him to completely break down.

He knew that if he delayed any longer, these evil little monsters would definitely attack. Zhunti no longer cared about the dignity of a saint. He frantically bit his tongue and sprayed three drops of his life-bound holy blood onto the [Heavenly Extreme Profound Ice Box].

He wasn't going to waste any more time; he wanted to completely destroy the lifeblood of the Xiang River and force the water god below to his death!

With utter madness, Zhunti exerted all his strength with both hands, forcibly opening the Xuanbing Box to its limit. His target was firmly locked onto the most crucial water god's lifeline node at the bottom of the Xiang River.

Accompanied by an extremely muffled roar that seemed to tear the sky apart, an extremely terrifying frigid storm was raging towards the bottom of the river!