The cold foundation of the snow-capped mountains has been damaged. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoThe thousand-year-old cold and snow, which used to be quiet and quiet, is now restless and jumping like boiling water, and it is no longer peaceful.

The Spirit of the Snow Mountain must be suppressed in the fastest time!

It's just that this time the danger of the snowy mountains is obviously beyond her imagination. Even if she has now recovered her spiritual power, her skill is still shallow, and it is really impossible to suppress the spirit of the snow-capped mountain by herself.

In this world, there are not many people who can not be eroded by the cold of the snow-capped mountains. The only one who can help her at the moment is Yu Qianshuang. It's a pity that Qianshuang's skills are also damaged now, and she can barely guard the snowy mountain for her, which really can't help much.

"Goddess, do you want the deity to help you?" With three points of evil charm and seven points of schadenfreude, Long Yuanhe's voice sounded from behind Ling Er.

Even though she was facing hardships now, Ling Er almost undetectably hooked her good-looking lips into a shallow arc.

It is undeniable that Long Yuanhe is here to make trouble.

But she was happy to see the result. There was no time, as it was now, that made her want Long Yuanhe to appear in front of her.

Because, Long Yuanhe is here, it means that the other side of the sky is safe, absolutely safe.

With Qingtian's current power, as long as there is no absolute force like Long Yuanhe, then he shouldn't have much of a threat.

Turning around slowly, Ling Er widened the smile on the corner of her mouth, and her moist lips opened a perfect arc, making her already beautiful face even more delicate and refined, making heaven and earth lose color.

Even Long Yuanhe couldn't help but lose his mind for this emotionless smile.

The jet-black water eyes released a cold and soft light, and threw themselves at Long Yuanhe: "Even if you are the supreme of the demon world, you are still a little afraid of the coldest qi in this world, right?" ”

If it weren't for that, he would have flown up the snow mountain and stepped on the snow peak, giving her the most fatal blow.

When Long Yuanhe heard this, he laughed wildly, and his laughter was arrogant: "Hahaha, don't you think it's more interesting to take your time with some things?" ”

"I'm afraid it's not that I don't want to be fast, but it's not fast, right?" Ling Er retorted disappreciatively.

Long Yuanhe suppressed the smile on his face and continued: "Yubei Mountain has passed through the primordial god of the goddess to guard for thousands of years, and the cold spirit qi is indeed powerful. But that was before, and I believe it won't be long before it's no longer an unattainable place. ”

"So, Lord Demon Venerable is ready to go to the snowy mountains with me to enjoy the scenery?" Ling Er's tone could not hide the sarcasm.

Long Yuanhe was not annoyed when he heard this, but said: "There will always be a chance, don't be in a hurry." ”

"Really? Then I will greet the Demon Venerable in the Snow Mountain. Ling Er said coldly. After finishing speaking, he jumped up, and the shadow had completely blended into the white snow of the cold spirit, and disappeared without a trace.

Behind him, Long Yuanhe's penetrating voice was lazy mixed with a bit of fierceness: "The body of a thousand miles collapsed in the anthill, and the Baili Snow Mountain will eventually fall apart with the leakage of cold air." ”

The voice with the aura of a black devil echoed on the top of the huge snow-capped mountain for a long time, making Ling Er in front of him feel stunned.

Yes, the Snow Mountain is originally a whole, but the current formation has been broken, the cold force has been damaged, and the power has been greatly reduced.

With the power of Long Yuanhe, as long as the cold power of the snow mountain is lost for a period of time, he will be able to climb the snow mountain. At that time, the last chip in Ling Er's hand was loosened.

Just thinking like this, Ling Er immediately felt an influx of powerful forces!

A burst of dark demonic aura blew like a tornado, confused between the snow-white peaks, mixed with a scorching breath, and in an instant, a large patch of snow melted.

The thick snow melted, and the cold air in the snow drifted away, leaking out quickly.

"Not good!"

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