"It's your own choice. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info" Yin Qiujun sneered, with a hint of indifference on his face.

"Ha, it's better to ask for others than for yourself, and the way is not as good as my way." Yi Cantian was proud, and his momentum was rising.

The power of the evil skill was unleashed, and suddenly, all the evil qi of the entire Blood Venerable Valley surged in.

The look in Yin Qiujun's eyes was uncertain, and the purple suspension bridge descended.

"If you don't want to give up your evil skills, I can't help you. There is only one chance for the Broken Pole Suspension Bridge, so the promise will be replaced by saving your life. ”

The purple figure dissipated, and the purple suspension bridge then shattered.

Yi Cantian's heart was already crazy, his body was constantly absorbing the evil forces around him, and at the same time, his body was also rapidly decaying.

"The evil heart has been accomplished, and it cannot be saved." Yin Qiujun said silently.

And Liu Huaimeng, who left by Xuange, has found the thirteenth peak of Aofeng at this moment.

At this time, the Proud Peak is still covered with perennial ice and snow, and only one or two of the thirteen snow peaks can be vaguely seen.

As soon as he arrived, he felt a terrible chill, and at the same time, that chill slowly poured into his body, and the unbalanced power in his body slowly regained some balance.

"It's such a strong ice."

Liu Huaimeng stepped on the Ao Peak, and the snow sword in his body came out and continuously absorbed the surrounding cold and ice energy.

"It's not enough!"

However, there were too many immortal essences in his body, and after a while, Wang Shu Lingyuan, with the help of immortal essences, began to counterattack, and his body balance was unbalanced again.

He did not rush and climbed to the second peak.

But it's still not enough.

"Go on!"

After passing the ten cold peaks in one breath, at the eleventh peak, his body was finally much more stable.

But it wasn't enough, his body was still crumbling.

However, the cold air of the last two peaks was heavier than the other, and Liu Huaimeng thought for a long time, sat down on the eleventh peak, and began to cultivate.

He used all his strength to suppress the immortal essence in his body, and at the same time, he used the Falling Snow Sword to absorb the cold qi of Han Feng.

I don't know how long it has been, his body has completely turned into ice crystals, but it is true that his body is no longer collapsing.

After a long time, on top of the proud peak, a second living person finally came.

The clothes are like hoarfrost, and the temperament is fresh and refined, like a fairy from the sky.

She seemed to be completely integrated with Aofeng, no matter how cold the cold air froze, it couldn't hurt her in the slightest.

This fairy in the snow doesn't seem to be supposed to live in the mortal world, and is destined to have a relationship with this snow-white world.

"Here's my chance?"

She looked up at the last peak, the thirteenth hidden above the twelve, and she didn't see it.

"This is my chance!" Her voice was cold, but she couldn't help but have a trace of trilling at this time.

Her footsteps never stopped, and she continued to go to the twelfth peak.

But on the way to the Twelve, she suddenly stopped.

Because, in the long heavy snow, there is a layer of snow that is blown off by the strong wind, revealing the ice sculpture inside.

On the ice sculpture, a trace of human shape can be faintly seen.

"It's a ...... Person? She stopped, and inquired.

"There's still life, but he doesn't seem to have any bones in his body...... What a strange construction. The woman muttered to herself, and the Yuan Gong came out of her hand and was injected into Liu Huaimeng's body, this woman was too kind to doubt the good or evil of the rescued person at all, for her, it didn't matter.

"It's ...... that no bones can sustain the body"

She was more and more surprised, this person's body was a physical body, and it could be confirmed that it was not an incarnation, but there was only a sword-like bone in his body, which was too unbelievable for her to understand.

"Click......"

As she pondered, the surface of the ice sculpture began to crack, and it seemed to be about to crumble.

The woman's eyes were solemn, if the ice sculpture shattered, the person inside might really be dead.

She cast a spell with her hand, and the cold ice around her continued to pour in, gathering on this ice sculpture, and in an instant, the crack of the ice sculpture stopped expanding.

"To the Twelve!"

The man who was frozen in ice was dangerous and could not stay.

This frozen person is Liu Huaimeng.

The balance in his body was out of balance because of this woman's Yuan Gong and began to crumble.

Fortunately, she froze his body in time, otherwise he would have collapsed and returned to his roots.

On Aofeng, Liu Huaimeng will not die if he dies, one of his bodies is Wang Shu Lingyuan, and the other is the Snow Dumping Sword, both of which can absorb the energy of Aofeng, so that Liu Huaimeng can survive.

"If you don't have bones, maybe you can use iron weaving to cast bones for him, the power in his body is cold, and it is most suitable to use the ice of Aofeng Immortal as a bone."

Faced with a great crisis, this woman came up with the same idea as Liu Huaimeng's original.

Liu Huaimeng had planned to use Aofeng's Immortal Ice to cast bones, so that his physical body could be completely completed.

But he ignored the domineering of the immortal elite, which led to the current crisis.

"This girl, probably a sword weaver, Leng Yun." Liu Huaimeng did not completely lose consciousness, but his soul could not appear because of the spirit incarnation.

"Innate realm, this cold strength is really extraordinary!"

Liu Huaimeng read it.

With Leng Yun's help, casting the skeleton should be hand-to-hand.

At this time, the Killing Shatter Island in the Four Realms.

Wang, who is usually indifferent, changed his face suddenly.

Thorn Island Xuanjue frowned slightly, and he heard a trace of unusual movement.

"Wang ......"

Thorn Island Xuanjue was about to ask.

"It's okay, the agreement of the curse lord, there will be the help of the Lao Taigong."

"King, this is not in accordance with the rules." Thorn Island Xuanjue said.

"The loser, trying to get the position he deserves?" King Jiwu's face was slightly cold, and then he sneered, "Let the Taigong go, I have already given him face." ”

Thorn Island Xuanjue thought in his heart, but his mouth answered.

King Jiwu nodded and left the palace.

"What's going on, Fang Caiwu felt a force coming back from him, is something wrong?" With a thought in his heart, King Jiwu returned to his retreat and began to find out where this power came from.

But after a while, another power came back, this was an extremely pure cold inner yuan and a familiar Wang Shu aura.

"Was he badly wounded?"

In the past hundreds of years, King Jiwu has been studying how Liu Huaimeng was formed, and at the same time, she is also studying the method of incarnation, and finally has some eyebrows.

However, there is no incarnation that can derive thinking like Liu Huaimeng, and after the battle with the Fire House Buddha Prison, she temporarily gave up research.

But at this time, she was worried about the safety of Liu Huaimeng, so she turned into an avatar in the retreat, and then held the halberd in her hand, and then followed the source of Liu Huaimeng's inner element.

"Huh?" Xuanjue, who was heading towards the Borneo moat, raised his head, his eyes were blind, but his ears and perceptions were becoming more and more sensitive, and Fang Cai's breath was clearly similar to that of Wang.

"Taigong, why did you stop?" Hengdao Yuanbei looked at the sky strangely, but did not see anything.

"It's okay, go to Borneo."