Lin Ruoli shook his head and said: Thank you for your kindness, it is inevitable that there will be inconvenience when there are more people, I think it is better to act alone, so that it will not attract too much attention. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Dongfang Yun was a little anxious when she heard this: "Why are you incapacitated, why are you like this......"

Zhou Xueyin stretched out his hand to stop his junior sister, did not let her say any more, and then solemnly hugged his fists and saluted: "Don't thank you for your kindness, keep it in your heart for your brother, and then ask Brother Lin to take care." ”

After Zhou Xueyin and Lin Ruoli finished saying goodbye, they pulled Dongfang Yun, who was a little unwilling, out of the cave, and after a while, Lin Ruoli also picked up Kaitian and stepped into the wind and snow.

As the most mysterious place in the secret realm of Lingyuan, the Arctic Island has an extremely cold temperature, the sky is constantly drifting with snow, and there is only one color in the whole area, that is, white, the ground is white at a glance, the sky is white, and the mountains are also white, and in the sun that does not set, white is so dazzling.

The biting cold and dazzling white make the people here very uncomfortable, although all the people who can come here are cultivators, there are no exceptions, because this kind of cold is irresistible to spiritual power, no matter how advanced your cultivation is, there will still be an obvious body feeling here, and you will feel the shiver of cold all over your body when you are blown by the cold wind.

Although the extreme cold here once caused one of the most difficult dangers for cultivators to resist on the Arctic Island, only a small part of the cultivators died in this extreme cold, and the most dangerous ones were actually those hidden formations.

The two cultivators who served strangely and had vertical pupils were speeding through the snow, and looking at their faces, they were a little strange, obviously a little different from ordinary people. Although their faces were a little blue from the cold, it didn't affect them too much, and the two of them flew over a snowy hill.

The two of them didn't feel abnormal at all, but when they just swept over the top of the snow hill, several white transparent silk threads flashed in the flying snow in mid-air, and then a burst of blood rain sprinkled down, and the bodies of the two skipped the distance of the snow hill two feet, and they directly turned into dozens of pieces of minced meat and fell down directly, as if they were directly cut into dozens of pieces by a sharp blade, and a burst of bloody air was directly drowned by the cold air in an instant.

The corpses of the two cultivators slowly sank downward, and in an instant they were covered with ice and snow, and the vicinity of the snow mound suddenly returned to its original calmness, which was not at all inconspicuous, and the transparent light hidden in the drifting snow was just a flash and disappeared, like a predator waiting for the arrival of the next prey.

The snow is still falling, like a symbol of grief, but I don't know who the object of grief is.

There is only one color of the scene, once someone appears, it will be easy for others to see it from a long distance, so some cautious cultivators, some of them put on white clothes, and some do not hesitate to lose their spiritual power to perform the art of concealment, just to make it less obvious in this snowy color.

But there are still some practitioners who don't care and still go their own way, just like the disciples of Buddhism, who will not take off their robes because of this.

Three Buddhist disciples walked in the snow, they lined up in a vertical line, no one had a big shovel in their hands, they walked very slowly, they would stop to observe every distance they walked, and it could be seen that they were very cautious.