Su Jinge did have such thoughts in his heart. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info since climbing this snow-capped mountain, the trace of melancholy buried in her heart has become more and more intense. Who knows what will happen in the next moment, so it's better to do what you need to do and want to do while you can.

Chonghua Zhenjun held the hand of the plum branch and waved it gently, and the plum branch rose in the storm. The cold plum blossoms are angry in the wind and snow, and the cold fragrance seems to be there or not. Chonghua Zhenjun received the jasper flute and transferred to the plum branch. With the urging of the aura, the plum blossoms along the way are fluttering, and the fairy music is misty.

Chonghua Zhenjun found a comfortable and eye-catching posture and leaned on the plum branch. God knows what will happen in the next moment, and since the lover has honored something, he will naturally enjoy it first.

Xue Yu sneered, and when he was about to speak, the momentum on his body suddenly changed. And immediately after, the aura on Chonghua Zhenjun's body also changed.

It's just a silent progression.

Su Jinge seemed to understand how he got married back then. Chonghua Zhenjun obviously thought of this, frowned for a while but said, "I have some doubts as a teacher. Back then, Su Qingxue figured out whether this Cangwu Snow Mountain was really for a Murong Chong. ”

The secret of this snow-capped mountain is by no means as simple as a Chaos Stone. Murong Chong's predicament back then did not have to be the Chaos Stone. Did Su Qingxue start the layout at that time, or was it just a coincidence?

Su Jinge raised his head and looked at the sky-high spiritual light on the top of the snow-capped mountain.

Su Qingxue, what exactly does she want to do this time?

Obviously, she didn't move the Chaos Stone this time, the wind and snow on the snowy mountain were just ordinary wind and snow, and there was no tyrannical power contained in it like last time.

But the way up the mountain was no easier than the last time. Last time, it was just a threat caused by unknown forces, but this time it was not only a threat of excessive aura, but also a test of people's hearts.

There are many mortals in this world who have the idea of seeking wealth and danger, and there are also many immortal cultivators who have the idea of seeking strength in danger. Now up and down this snow-capped mountain, even around the snow-capped mountain and even the entire Zhongyuan Continent, there must be many monks with this thought.

Right now, on this snowy mountain, how many monks really want to try to stop Su Qingxue? After all, there is an excuse to comfort one's conscience for a long time -- only by seizing all the time to cultivate can it be possible to get close to the top of the snow-capped mountain. Without higher strength, everything is empty talk.

This time, it seems that Su Qingxue's purpose has not yet been figured out, and she has already revealed her loss.

"It's useless to think too much, it's better to use some aura while walking."

Chonghua Zhenjun's voice floated from the side, Su Jinge came back to his senses, nodded violently and shook the spirit beast bag out of Huang Liu. As for Xiao Hei, he moved back into the space after releasing Huang Liu.

At least for now, this disaster is also an opportunity for their cultivation. Huang Liu should have been released a long time ago, even if he improved his cultivation a little more, he would at least be able to stay in this increasingly thick aura for a moment and take one more step.

The noisy Wu Niang came out of the spirit beast bag, and Huang Liu was drowsy by the rare purity, and then he really fell asleep. As soon as he came out, he opened a pair of sleepy eyes, and couldn't help but be shocked when he saw that the aura around him was so thick that it was condensed mist. Then he let out an "oh ah" with a look of joy on his face.

Su Jinge reminded: "Don't be too happy yet. This is Cangwu Snow Mountain, and Su Qingxue doesn't know ...... on it now. ”

Su Jinge's words had just begun, who knew that Huang Liuyi's eyes were red when he heard the words "Su Qingxue". Su Jinge only felt that his eyes flickered, and the gourd under his buttocks shook slightly, and then he must have looked at the shadow of Huang Liu in front of him.

A wave of snow rolled over the snow in front of him, rushing straight towards the top of the mountain.

Xue Yu opened her eyes that had been slightly closed, looked at Huang Liu's back and shook her head imperceptibly.

Su Jinge didn't chase after it, because the aura of many Dao Yuan Later Monks and Demon Infant Late Stage Monks gradually appeared in front of him.

Chonghua Zhenjun and Xue Yu's cultivation consciousness was above Su Jinge's, and they obviously discovered it earlier, but their speed did not stop at all. It doesn't seem to take into account that with their cultivation, they can't reach the height that only the late Yuan Infant and the Demon Infant can stay safely at.

Wu Niang's cultivation is the lowest, but she is still sitting peacefully in front of the gourd to cultivate. I don't know if it's because she feels that her strength is too low, or because she thinks that her figure will grow with the growth of her cultivation, she has been rare and quiet since she went to the snowy mountain.

When he was already able to see the figures of those monks with his naked eyes, the snow waves in front of him suddenly stopped, and Huang Liu's roar came from the heavy wind and snow.

Too much aura stagnated in his body, constantly blasting out one terrifying bag after another on his skin. Huang Liu knelt in the snow, his head and neck raised high like a beast in anger and despair.

Xue Yu's sturdy figure suddenly jumped out to Huang Liu's side, reaching out and slashing at the back of its neck, and Huang Liu fell into the thick snow.

Xue Yu clapped her hands and said, "My limit is almost there." Go, and I will stay here and watch him. ”

Chonghua Zhenjun said: "In this way, you should be more careful." ”

Xue Yu glanced at Chonghua Zhenjun as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she didn't say anything.

Su Jinge looked at Wu Niang and saw that she was still holding her breath and closing her eyes to cultivate. Xue Yu and Huang Liu have both reached their limits, but this Wu Niang, who has the lowest cultivation, has been sitting calmly.

Su Jinge pursed his lips, and finally didn't ask Wu Niang out loud. She turned to Xue Yu and said, "Youlao", and continued to fly upwards with Chonghua Zhenjun.

The black-clad rebels were far more numerous than the monks who had rushed down the mountain to stop them. The reason why the situation has been stalemate until now is because they have formed two formations, one rigid and one soft, based on the Shushan Sword Sect and the Baihuamen.

The two formations are separate but mutually reinforcing. Although it cannot go any further, it will not be exterminated by those who rebel against the heavens.

Yet time passed in such an impasse. For the rebels, every extra moment of time they have to do is a little better. And for these monks who came to stop them, every time they stayed, the concentration of the aura increased by one point, and the threat to their lives also increased.

Su Jinge stood up, and the whole person flew into the air. At this moment, she advanced to the middle stage of the Yuan Infant, but at this time she didn't care about this at all. The wide sleeves of her robe flicked in the wind, and a streamer flew out of her hand, stalling in midair.

A huge picture scroll unfolded in the wind and snow.

The monks who were in a stalemate only felt a fierce cold wind with snow flakes rushing up, and the two people and a bird in front of them suddenly disappeared.

Then both sides of the stalemate found out that the other was gone.