A cold current poured out, covering the land and immediately turning into glacial snow.

Xue Jian and the others unleashed full speed and ran thousands of meters upstream, and they could all feel the icy chill.

"Is this the Great Master of the Eight Realms?"

Xue Jian glanced back, only to see that the back turned into an ice cave, and his heart was shocked.

This kind of large-scale supernatural power technique is by no means something that a martial artist below the Grand Master can resist.

Even if he possessed the extremely defensive Black Underworld Battle Armor, he would not be able to withstand the power of such an icy extreme cold.

At this moment, not only him, but also Du Xiaoqing, Li Chengxin, Mo Jiuweng and others were all shocked by this scene.

Everyone stared at the frozen world behind them in amazement, forgetting to escape.

At the same time, the extremely strong battle fluctuations here also spread to other places, causing all the people who were still alive in the Divine Tomb to feel a biting chill at this moment.

and the roar of the angry dragon.

The man from the beast gate, who had only been gone for a short time, quickly turned around and turned back.

In a passage, the people of the First Sword Sect who were looking for a way out, after hearing the dragon's groan, immediately followed the sound.

Everyone else rushed over as fast as they could.

In this huge tomb of the gods, it is very likely that the aimless search will find nothing, and even encounter many dangers.

Now the dragon's groan, like a bright light in the dark night, gave everyone the direction to hunt for treasure.

The crowd soon passed through the passages and came to this underground river.

The cold wind blew, the chill hit, and many people couldn't help but shiver, and as far as the eye could see, there was a thick layer of ice all around.

"Look, what's that?"

Someone suddenly exclaimed.

Everyone looked downstream, and saw a lifelike dragon on the frozen river, raising its head, opening its bloody mouth, and making a downward swoop.

Under the dragon's bloody mouth, a woman in white sat cross-legged, her hands folded on her waist, looking at her sweaty head and shortness of breath, she seemed very tired.

The others were just watching from a distance and didn't dare to approach, but the group of people from the beast gate moved their minds and slowly walked towards Mu Xue.

Before, separated by a strange river, and because the other party was the Great Grandmaster of the Eight Realms, the Holy Son of the Beast Gate had to give up fighting for the Dragon Ball.

But now, the river is frozen, and this Great Grandmaster of the Eight Realms looks like he has consumed a lot and can't move, and this moment is definitely a golden opportunity to snatch back the Dragon Ball.

Li Qilin gave Ying Changkong a vague look, signaling him to test it later.

After all, he is a great master of the Eight Realms, and the tiger will not fall to the death, even if he is tired and weak, the deterrent power is still there.

The people of the beast gate slowly walked across the frozen river and came to the bank where Mu Xue was, and when the distance between the two sides was a hundred meters, they stopped.

The power of the True Yuan in the Eagle Changkong's body flowed non-stop, and he cheered up the spirit of twelve points, took five steps, and said loudly.

"This fairy, I don't know what trouble you have encountered, but you need the old man's help. ”

As he spoke, the eagle's five fingers in the sky were hooked, turning into a sharp eagle claw, and grabbing Mu Xue in the air.

Under this grasp, three bright claw marks cut through the air and went straight to Mu Xuehou's heart.

She was still facing away from the beast gate at the moment, still cross-legged and didn't get up.

Of course, it's not that she doesn't want to get up, it's that she can't get up at all.

All her strength is used to freeze this Ying dragon, and once she gets up, this dragon will break free in an instant, and she must bear the brunt of it.

"You're looking for death!"

Mu Xue snorted coldly, and immediately endless cold qi poured out of her body, turning into a wall of ice behind her.

Three claw marks fell on the ice wall, there was a clicking sound, the ice wall shattered, Mu Xue's face turned red, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of her mouth.

Now she is in a difficult situation to ride a tiger, and she will face Ying Long's counterattack at every move, and if she doesn't move, she will suffer a sneak attack from the beast gate.

When everyone in the beast gate saw this scene, their hearts were settled.

A hint of tyrannical killing intent flashed in Eagle Changkong's heart, and he remembered that this woman had mocked him not long ago.

His remaining single arm immediately turned into a wide eagle wing, and it flapped forward, and countless steel needle-like wings flew out.

Mu Xue's face was gloomy, her heart was full of anger, and she was about to make a move, but she saw the frozen dragon in front of her, showing signs of ice cracking.

She could only suppress her anger, mobilize the cold qi in her body again, and condense a wall of ice behind her to block it.

The thud echoed, and the sharp wings slammed into the ice wall, instantly carving out craters on it.

It didn't take long for the ice wall to be unbearable and collapsed, and the remaining three wings suddenly pierced Mu Xue's back.

"Ah~~"

A painful wail came out of her mouth, and the snow-white clothes behind Mu Xue's back gradually spread like three balls of red ink.

It was only at this moment that Eagle Changkong dared to conclude that this woman really had no power to resist.

Li Qilin boldly took a few steps forward and spoke.

"Senior, as long as you return the gold bead to me, we will leave immediately. ”

Mu Xue took a few breaths and said coldly.

"Don't think about it, I advise you, don't be too presumptuous, otherwise I will fight with you to the death. ”

Eagle Changkong suddenly sneered and strode forward.

Do you think you still have the strength to do so? What is the Great Master of the Eight Realms, selling your reputation and reputation, when the old man catches you, you will definitely want to survive and not die. ”

As he spoke, the eagle had already rushed to Mu Xue's approach, raised his talons, and was about to grab Mu Xue's white neck.

At that moment, everyone only heard a "boom", and a black light pierced the sky and went straight to the eagle's sky.

This sound, this speed, Eagle Changkong is all too familiar, he is like a frightened bird, the first time to flash to the side, avoiding the black light.

Everyone turned their heads to look, only to see Xue Jian holding a big black bow and leading a group of people to rush over.

Li Qilin immediately led someone to stop on the road and frowned.

"Xue Gongzi, I will return the bow to you, why do you still shoot arrows at us, is it too immoral. ”

Xue Jian sneered and said loudly.

"The Qilin Holy Son of the Beast Gate, can't you only see the small profits in front of you, but can't see the great danger behind it? ”

Li Qilin's brows furrowed even tighter, and he said displeasedly.

"What do you mean?"

Xue Jian pointed to the frozen Ying Long and sneered.

"If you seriously injured this senior just now, that Ying Long would break free, and then all of us would die, and you beasts would be accomplices. ”

Li Qilin's face changed, and a monstrous wave was set off in his heart.

The young man next to him retorted angrily.

"It's nonsense, how can there be a Ying Long in this world, even if there really is, how can mortals resist it!"

What he said was not unreasonable, and the others immediately believed it, thinking that Xue Jian was bluffing.

Ying Changkong's figure flickered, and he rushed towards Mu Xue again, he didn't care if he was a dragon or not.

That dragon ball, he is determined to win.