Among the disciples kneeling below, one of the disciples had fainted to the ground, Han Yiming sighed, Huo Ran found that the broad sword on the disciple's back was so familiar, his breath froze, and he couldn't take his eyes off it, it was indeed familiar, it was the Mingyuan Sword! That disciple was him! Han Yiming opened his mouth wide in surprise, and looked at the disciple's side, and it was Gu Qingquan who was kneeling beside him. It was indeed him, but he was clearly standing here again.

When I looked up, I saw that above my head, between heaven and earth, there was a white-bearded and white-haired master, and when I looked back, there was a master's uncle behind me. How could this be? How could it be? Almost in disbelief, he looked down again, and the other self was still lying on the ground, and Gu Qingquan next to him was kneeling on the ground, his body trembling slightly. Then he looked overhead, and looked at the master Bo Qin Wufang who was fluttering high in the sky, high in the sky.

I almost couldn't believe it, and when I looked back, the master uncle next to me was still there, and in this moment, there were two master uncles and two of myself, and I was extremely surprised for a while. The master beside him nodded to him, stretched out his hand and pointed forward, Han Yiming looked at his fingers, and saw that the extremely steep mountain beam had appeared, the ice waterfall was vertical and horizontal, and the spire of a snow-capped mountain in the distance was revealed. Han Yiming Huo Ran found that wherever he looked, it seemed extremely close, he looked at the mountain beam, and the mountain beam was close at hand, but the scenery of the four directions was so far away that it was impossible to see clearly. Looking at the snow peak again, the snow peak was incomparably far away, but it suddenly came to the front of him, extremely clear, and even the places on the mountain that were covered by clouds and mist were a little faintly visible.

How could this be? Han Yiming was stunned for a moment, and looked at the master beside him, only to see Qin Wufang staring at the green dragon that had flown close to the snow peak. The dark cyan color on the green dragon's body is almost ink, and the gold of the dorsal fin and the gold of the dragon's belly are brilliant even under the gray sky. At this time, Han Yiming did not have the huge pressure he felt before, and looked at Qinglong with his eyes, feeling anxious. Although Xiao Liang is also a dragon, he is also very powerful, but Han Yiming believes that it is by no means the opponent of Qinglong. If the green dragon wants to deal with it, it will be easy. But he couldn't make a sound, and the master and all the masters were standing aside, so could he really stand by and watch?

The green dragon has flown to the top of the snow-capped mountain in a blink of an eye, the farther away from everyone, the more huge its body becomes, its glass-like dark cyan body surrounds the snow peak, and it easily surrounds it, and the snow peak looks more and more straight and steep through its vaguely transparent body. Qinglong suddenly opened his mouth and blew, Han Yiming's ears were full of terrible wind howls, only to see the snow rolling up on the snow peak, and in a blink of an eye, the entire snow peak was covered, no matter how hard Han Yiming tried to look at it, it was just a white patch. Only the green dragon still surrounded the snow peak, and the snowflakes flew close to its body and disappeared without a trace.

Qinglong blew on Xue Feng again, like a big hand, and in a blink of an eye, he wiped away all the wind and snow in the sky, and it was clean. Under the dark gray canopy, the peak of the snow peak has revealed gray rocks, but a large white snow still covers most of this pointed peak. This mountain peak was originally sharp, like a dagger, straight into the clouds. At this time, in addition to the snow, the blue-gray rock is more abrupt and sharp like a knife blade.

A golden light flashed out from the halfway point of the snow-capped mountain, and Han Yiming's heart tightened, but he saw that the golden light had a little golden red in it, which was far from the faint gold of the little girl. The golden light came towards the green dragon, and the green dragon flashed slightly, watching it cross the sky and row to the sky. Han Yiming breathed a sigh of relief, that was not a little girl, if Qinglong saw a little girl, he would never let it go. But when he thought that Xiao Liang was by no means the opponent of the Golden Dragon, Han Yiming's heart tightened again.

Suddenly, there was a white mist above the snow peak, which came from nowhere, faintly, translucent white mist, slowly rotating around the snow peak, like a flowing wind and snow, and like a white light, circling down from the top of the snow peak, and the green dragon suddenly retreated. No longer surrounded the snow peak, but turned his head to the white mist, and a pair of golden eyes shone on the white mist.

The white mist stopped, gathered together, and a moment later, a golden hoof stretched out from the white mist and stepped on the snow. When the hoof landed on the snow, the snow disappeared, and the green grass and flowers of various colors grew from under the hoof, with new green and colorful colors, which were very conspicuous on the snowy mountains. This is by no means the hoofed feet of the little obedient, Han Yiming knows that the little obedient is an ichthyosaur, and he will only have dragon claws or fins, not hooves and feet.

Holding his breath and looking closely, the white mist shrank little by little, and also shrank upward. The snow-white scales on the golden hooves were revealed, and the scales were as white as frost and snow, with a dazzling silver light, and not only one of them sticked out. Under the white mist, above the four such hooves, there were silver-white dazzling scales, polished hoofs and feet, and the thriving flowers and plants below, trying to grow upwards and bloom.

Han Yiming stared at the white mist tightly. The white mist continued to pull upward, revealing a body covered with silver-white scales, like a horse, but not like a horse, very strange. I've never heard of scales on a horse, but the golden hooves and the silver-white scales shine brightly. However, what made Han Yiming hold his breath was the fire light flowing back and forth on its body, like a fire net, draped over it. It was as if all the luster was pouring out of it, and the long tail of a thousand silver threads swayed gently.

The white mist was always wrapped around its neck, thicker and whiter. Suddenly, he threw himself into a place, but as if he had been sucked away by something, a snow-white dragon head emerged. But it doesn't look like a dragon's head at all, only those golden round eyes are the same as a green dragon. Under these round eyes, above the long dragon kiss, in front of the nose, a protruding sarcoma hung down, and the last wisp of white mist was still lingering under this sarcoma, and in a blink of an eye, it was also sucked into the nostrils under the sarcoma. A long silvery-white mane runs from the top of the head to the back of the neck. The green dragon is extremely majestic, making people dare not look at it, even if they look at it, they feel that it is overwhelming. And this unknown beast is extremely beautiful, and it also makes people feel afraid to look at it directly.

Han Yiming was extremely surprised, unexpectedly, there was such a spiritual object on the Spirit Mountain. It must have been a spiritual creature, and he couldn't tell what it looked like, but it stood there, motionless, with only a long silver tail floating in the wind, and the green grass and flowers under its feet had grown to its legs.

What is this spirit animal, please guess it. Before announcing the answer, as long as the correct answer is guessed, the soldier will give it a refinement no matter what time it is. Even if there is no quota for refinement this week, the correct answer will be added next week. Thank you all for your support!