Wu Xuanyue and Qi Haotian's instinctive reactions, they both used their skills together to protect themselves from the cold.

Hu Hongchuan, Yang Lei and Old Man Qi are all the same, because it is too cold, they all have to work hard to warm themselves up.

The sky is no longer snowing, but the temperature is still dropping. Just now, the goose feather snow up and down Jiulong Mountain should not be ordinary snow, after the heavy snow falls on the ground, before it melts, the temperature will still continue to drop.

To resist this strange cold, it is indeed a calamity for the monks of Wu Xuanyue and Qi Haotian who have experienced tribulations.

It's really difficult to get through.

The monks who had come to Jiulong Mountain to experience the tribulation, because of the cold wind and goose feather snow just now, forced them back, and now seeing that the snow had stopped and the wind had stopped, they all came back one after another, wanting to witness the grand occasion of this tribulation.

However, many of them had not yet stepped into Jiulong Mountain, and they were forced back by the strange cold aura on this huge silver dragon Jiulong Mountain. The cold air on Jiulong Mountain can radiate ten miles away, making the monks who are low-cultivation look still.

There were a few bold monks who flew into Jiulong Mountain, and after exercising their skills to resist a burst of cold air, because their cultivation was still shallow, they had no time to retreat, and they were frozen into ice sculptures and stood on the mountain.

And the ice sculpture has different movements, some spread their wings, some kick their legs, and some bend their heads. When they were keeping out the cold, they didn't expect that in the next second, they were all frozen, and they wanted to move again, but they couldn't, so they could only stare dryly, seeing that they were about to freeze to death.

Old Man Qi had just shouted and told the monks not to approach Jiulong Mountain, but now seeing this situation, he could only send the frozen monks who were close to them to the bottom of the mountain with a tornado, and he could only let them thaw slowly after a while.

Wu Xuanyue and Qi Haotian saw the scene of many monks being frozen, they couldn't be sloppy for a while, the two began to cooperate, and the two of them danced very hard, and if they were not careful, they would be frozen.

Wu Xuanyue found that the hand holding the sword was freezing very painfully, and she slowly lost consciousness.

Seeing that the movements of the two of them slowed down and stagnated, Old Man Qi hurriedly stopped them, separated the two, and said, "Don't fight each other, do you still want your arms?" You each silently recite the cultivation mantra to ward off the cold and warm up your body, and you must rely on yourself to go through the tribulation. ”

Wu Xuanyue listened to Grandpa Qi's reminder, and under the guidance of her master, she followed her master's mantra and began to cultivate, so that the heat energy in her body spread to her limbs. Wu Xuanyue found that her body began to heat up, and her frozen hands finally became conscious, and now they began to change from stiff to soft. Her hand was saved.

After a while, the hot air that had just risen instantly turned into hoarfrost and fell back on the back of Wu Xuanyue's hand, and the cold and biting cold was as painful as a needle prick. Wu Xuanyue and Qi Haotian, under the guidance of their master and Old Man Qi, finally found some tricks for their true qi to run in their bodies to keep out the cold, so that they could no longer be frozen by this strange cold air.

However, the temperature around them was still dropping, and they kept cultivating to resist the cold, which lasted for two or three hours, and no one knew when they would be able to survive this tribulation.

Now, everyone's physical strength is a little unbearable, even if the cultivation is high, if it is continuously consumed like this, the heat energy will be exhausted, and finally freeze in Jiulong Mountain and become an ice sculpture.

Wu Xuanyue, their masters, apprentices, grandfathers and grandchildren, on the third hill of Jiulong Mountain, are cultivating to resist the cold. In the distance, there were many monks who did not go home for a reunion dinner, but looked up to see when this group of people froze, and watched the excitement for an afternoon, they were still dancing, and they had to admire this group of people in Jiulong Mountain.

Wu Xuanyue found that she had no strength, her stomach was also very hungry, and she felt that her whole person was hollowed out, and she might freeze and fall down at any time, fall to pieces, and then her arms were arms and legs were legs.

Seeing this situation, Old Man Qi and the few people who pressed the formation, they were always on guard that the two young men were frozen, and encouraged them verbally from time to time, hoping that they could persist until the point of robbery.

Although Qi Haotian was also very tired, in order to give himself strength, he said to Wu Xuanyue: "Xuanyue, come on, don't slack off, we will definitely succeed in the promotion, and we will avenge your mother, if you hold on, we will definitely kill the enemy, and we will definitely succeed." ”

"Yes, we will succeed. Wu Xuanyue lifted her spirit and followed Qi Haotian to read.

However, mental encouragement could not overcome the continuous physical exertion, their physical strength was declining, and the cold weather took away a lot of calories.

It seems that today is going to be empty, not only to grind their will, but also to exhaust their physical strength, and to die and come back to life.

It's just that in this strange cold environment, I am afraid that after a while, people will be frozen and stiffened.

At this moment, a man came up from the bottom of the mountain, and before he could reach him, he shouted: "It's cold, it's cold, help......"

This voice is so familiar, originally, Wu Xuanyue's mind was almost confused, and she relied on the help of several seniors next to her to suppress the formation, and kept saying words of encouragement. In order to mobilize their thinking enthusiasm, Mr. Qi also told them a joke, just talking about Qi Haotian and his father Qi Jian, when he was a child wearing open crotch pants to eat, the rice grains fell on the little **, and the little ** was pecked by the chick to make the little ** bleed. I heard someone shouting for help.

They looked back and saw that the person who called for help was none other than Liu Jianfeng.

As soon as Liu Jianfeng finished calling for help, he was frozen in place in a running posture and became an ice sculpture.

"Don't stop. Old Man Qi shouted at Wu Xuanyue and Qi Haotian, telling them not to stop cultivating.

After Wu Xuanyue and the others turned around and saw that Liu Jianfeng was frozen, they were indeed stunned for a moment and stopped for a moment. Because Liu Jianfeng was frozen, Wu Xuanyue and the others hurriedly mobilized all the cells in their bodies when they were frightened, and they had strength again.

Seeing this situation, Old Man Qi and their masters quickly turned to Liu Jianfeng to warm him up.

The three seniors worked hard to give credit to Liu Jianfeng, rotating Liu Jianfeng in the middle and floating in the air.

Liu Jianfeng's body slowly softened, and his eyes began to move, but his consciousness was a little dull, his whole body trembled, and he couldn't speak for a long time.

Wu Xuanyue shouted: "Liu Jianfeng, what are you doing running up the mountain? Don't come to make trouble, go down quickly after the thaw." ”

It took Liu Jianfeng a long time to come to his senses, and under the guidance of several seniors, he stood among them and began to practice himself to resist the cold.

Now, Liu Jianfeng regained consciousness, he heard Wu Xuanyue's question, and replied with difficulty: "Didn't you tell us to set up a talisman array near Jiulong Mountain......?"