Seeing that the cold on Xue Bing'er's body became more and more violent, and the cold penetrated to the bone, Ling Feng had to use Xuan Qi to protect himself to feel better.

The oil lamp had been solidified and extinguished, the room was dark again, the cold began to coalesce into an ice tornado, and the quilt bed was frozen as hard as stone, and then torn and turned into ice and thrown around.

Ling Feng didn't dare to resist, so he quickly took a few steps back, avoiding the ice cube and looking at the small whirlwind from a distance.

The air was like a knife scraping through the windows, and even cutting white marks on the floors and walls, and the sound of rattling was endless.

Xue Qing Shanshan was late, with tears in her eyes, and after running in from outside, she ran directly to Xue Bing'er in the center of the storm, ignoring the strong air currents that cut red lines on his face.

At this time, Ling Feng stepped out, the tip of the sword pointed to the ground, and the Xuan Qi gushed from the Spirit Palace to the whole body, churning in every meridian, people, swords, and hands, a straight line like a natural one, as if to pierce the sky and penetrate the land.

"Tianhe chaos!"

The Qingfeng long sword in his hand suddenly went up, the floor was lifted, the tables and chairs were driven, the storm swept in, and in an instant, all the objects rushed towards Ling Feng's hand, like a spiral vortex around the long sword.

Ling Feng only felt that the Spirit Palace was not good, and then everything was thrown towards Ling Feng.

"It's going to be bad!"

With a snort, Ling Feng looked at all kinds of things whistling in front of him, his eyelids jumped, he couldn't hide, and he couldn't die, but lying in bed for ten days and a half months was certain.

Tables, chairs, wood, bricks and tiles appeared in front of him, and just as he was ready to scream, those things were all blocked by an invisible barrier, and then they all fell down in unison, smashing up billowing smoke and dust.

"Humph!"

At the same time, a cold snort sounded in his mind, and he couldn't help but be angry, this kid wanted to show off his axe in front of him, but he never wanted to smash his face, right?!

"This..."

With an embarrassed sneer on his face, Ling Feng scratched his head, quickly diverted his attention, and picked up the mess all over the ground, only to see Xue Qing supporting Xue Bing'er in the chaos, looking at her anxiously, not knowing whether it was tears or sweat dripping down his face.

Xue Bing'er seemed to be okay now, her breathing had calmed down, and her chest was rising and falling rhythmically.

Xue Qing breathed a heavy sigh of relief, looked at Ling Feng gratefully, with an expression that didn't know whether to cry or laugh, extremely miserable;

If it weren't for Ling to take the storm away at the critical moment, he would never have come to Xue Bing'er's side so "easily", and it would have been impossible for him to give her the pill.

As soon as she thought of this, Xue Qing slowly leaned Xue Bing'er against the wall and tidied it up to make her sleep more comfortable.

Turning his head and looking at Ling Feng with tears in his eyes, he bent down with his fists in his hands, and said with a choked voice in his mouth: "Xue Qing, the thirteenth generation heir of the Bingling Xue family, has no way to thank him, so he can only kneel."

Ling Feng was stunned for a moment, "Bingling?" But then he saw Xue Qing's movements, and immediately took two steps and hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop him, "You can't kneel, you are dying!"

Xue Qing wiped her tears in a daze, her back was already a little curved, she looked old, and the soft moonlight shone into the room.

Ling Feng smiled, and with a wave of his hand, a large bed appeared on the floor out of thin air, snow-white and clean, with hundreds of birds carved on it, and a delicate one.

Let go and motioned for Xue Qing to pick up Xue Bing'er, but a smile flashed in Xue Qing's eyes, and then walked out of the door with his hands behind his back and sighed: "Old man, I can't hold it..."

“.......”

Lingfeng looked at the bed, then at Xue Bing'er, scratched her head, and picked up Xue Bing'er helplessly, only to feel that the little person in her arms was cold and cold, and looked down, there was a quiet smile on the corner of her mouth, which made Lingfeng's heart empty, and she also smiled gently.

Lifted the quilt, gently put her on the soft bed, and then slowly covered the quilt, and looked at her beautiful face carefully, and then carefully turned away.

But as soon as he turned around, Xue Bing'er on the bed opened her big eyes as if she had a feeling, with a hint of cunning in her mischievousness, and pressed the mattress curiously with her little hand, blinked, pulled up the snow-white quilt and buried her little nose, and closed her eyes obediently.

......

In the courtyard, the shadow of the dead wood swayed slightly on the ground, and the moonlight shone on Xue Qing's face, Ling Feng came to his side and asked, "Is there a successor to Bingling?"

Xue Qing's withered palm was raised, and he shook it fiercely at the moon, as if he wanted to crush it, his eyes seemed to be burning, but then he dimmed again, and said in disappointment, "Only me and Bing'er are left, after that battle, the glory of the past will not be able to go back." ”

Ling Feng smiled and said, "Maybe the glory of your ancestors can be created by you again?", Xue Qing raised his head and smiled: "That's right, the glory of your ancestors will be realized in our hands, no, it will become the north of the extreme peak of the continent again in Bing'er's hands!"

Xue Qing is full of confidence in her granddaughter, but she is extremely distressed, although every cold outbreak will make her stronger, but if she can't survive it, she will sleep in the ice like the previous generations of clan daughters.

Bingling, the holy land that once ruled the north of the extreme peak, is rumored to be the inheritance left by Xuezu, and it is the gathering place of the strongest ice mysteries in the Qingxuan Continent, and the holy land in the minds of all Bingxuan, but they actually don't know if there is an ice tomb at all, because the ice tomb has not appeared for too long, too long.

Today's North of the Extreme Peak is full of heroes, all of whom want to control the North of the Extreme Peak. Compared with the South Demon Ridge at the top of the pole, the East Baijia at the top of the pole, and the West Fu Mountain at the top of the pole.

Bingling had been silent for too long, and someone needed to carry the pole, "Can you sit on that chair?" Xue Qing suddenly turned around and asked.

Ling Feng was stunned for a moment, and said with a helpless smile: "I don't want to sit, but they forced me to sit, the hundred families are not the same as before, and someone needs to sit in order to be stable below." ”

"Are you so confident?" Xue Qing felt very surprised, the Eastern Hundred Families are not better than Bingling, the Hundred Families are more like capable people living in it, no matter who they are, as long as they have that qualification, they can sit on that chair, unlike Demon Mountains, they must have their own system and rules.

Ling Feng smiled slightly, didn't say anything more, and the two stood together looking at the moonlight in the sky.

Suddenly, a powerful force appeared, and the sound of blood killing echoed in the courtyard, "If he can't sit up, I'll beat his ass!"

Xue Qing's pupils shrank suddenly, looked around but there was no one, looked at Ling Feng in surprise and said, "Your leader?", Ling Feng's handsome face was as black as ink, nodded with difficulty, and subconsciously put his hand on his buttocks, deeply feeling that this road is not very easy to walk.

"Hehe, this... What a master. Xue Qing said with a smile.

Ling Feng ran away without interest, and broke through into a house.

Sit down on the floor, take out the fruit, swallow it in two bites, at first I didn't feel anything, but slowly my stomach began to heat up, and then the pure Xuan Qi began to appear, faster and faster.

Lingfeng Khan rained down, guiding Xuanqi through one meridian after another, and then converged to the Spirit Palace, and then the Spirit Palace began to open up the remaining meridians.

Finally, he began to sprint to refine the triple vein, and the spirit palace was knocked by the Xuan Qi again and again, if he could see Ling Feng's body, he would find that his spirit palace was red, and a bright red light was rhythmically beating like a heart.

After a few hours, Ling Feng felt that he still couldn't break the Spirit Palace, which meant that he couldn't reappear and stabilize the new realm.

I opened my eyes and took out another piece of fruit and swallowed it in one gulp, not having time to pay attention to the taste.

Due to the huge amount of Xuan Qi in Ling Feng's body, there was even a sound like flowing water, and the Ling Palace snapped with a crisp sound, and in an instant, Ling Feng's fingers continued to pinch all kinds of seals, endless fancy, and the floor began to sink overwhelmed.

The Xuan Qi between heaven and earth began to converge towards Lingfeng, whistling past, the house was already dilapidated, and it was made by Lingfeng, it was simply like an earthquake, the wooden planks and walls were still shaking, rattling, and the bricks and tiles fell from the top of Lingfeng's head, but they were scraped away before they touched Lingfeng.

The shattered fragments of the Spirit Palace in Ling Feng's body actually began to reappear and converge, slowly fusing into a cloud of red light again, and it was larger than just now, as if it was also harder, just like substance.

When Ling Feng opened his eyes again, he found that Blood Kill was staring at him carefully, and the unbelievable expression on his face couldn't hide it at all.

Finding that Ling Feng was fine, and he successfully broke through the triple refining vein, he exhaled heavily, and said with difficulty: "Who taught you to break through like this?"

"No one teaches, is there a problem?"

"Yes! And it's a big problem, do you know that if it weren't for your own speciality, if others dared to do this, that is, the Spirit Palace would be shattered and become a waste!"

Ling Feng was startled, "Aren't you like this?", Blood Kill said fiercely: "Your family really didn't teach you anything, so you are so nonsense?"

"I didn't say anything, let me come as I wanted, otherwise my father and I would have come here. ”

Blood Kill sighed deeply, feeling that he had received some kind of demon, and the breakthrough was so different.

Ordinary people only need to have enough Xuan Qi to maintain the expansion of the Spirit Palace, and they can break through smoothly, and he is good, and he will directly break through the Spirit Palace and rebuild it to make a bigger one.

Fortunately, he is indeed extraordinary, he can learn his first sword and use it at a glance, without saying anything more, the blood killing is gone, he has to calm down, and his heart is about to jump out.

Ling Feng scratched his head in confusion, stood up and found that there was chaos all around, especially the place where his butt was sitting, which had been sunken down, and the floor was broken piece by piece, as if since he came here, the Xueqing family's house had always suffered disasters.

When he opened the door, it was already early morning, and the cool breeze caressed his face, and he knocked on it when he came to the snow green room.