readx;?“ Go down! Bing Lingxue tilted her head slightly, and a trace of sternness and solemnity flashed in her eyes. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info Please search! The fastest updated novel This is a battle at the Magister-level level, and with Anivia's strength, there is obviously a slight drag on Cher. Anivia swallowed lightly and nodded obediently. The delicate body fell lightly to the ground, but it was still protected in front of tens of millions of soldiers and civilians.

The atmosphere around the Ferezor Snow Mountain also suddenly froze, and everyone stared intently at the two white shadows in the sky. A few zhang high, dozens of zhang long, once a dragon coiled in a tiger's state, there seems to be a faint dragon chant from its slightly majestic dragon mouth. Stand tall in the sky and be proud of the world. There was a hint of disdain in his bell-like eyes, looking at the ice and snow that was as small as a snowflake. It doesn't seem to be in the mood to attack.

Xue'er's ice eyes are slightly locked, her pretty face is slightly cold, and the jade bracelet is sealed. looked at the "behemoth" faintly, and the corners of his mouth raised a confident smile. Suddenly, the palm print moved slightly, and only the sound of a dragon's groan was heard. The huge Ferres Snow Mountain slowly rose up with specks of light. The points of light quickly converged towards Xue'er, dreamily illuminating Xue'er's delicate body, becoming the most dazzling new star in the night sky. The ice eyes are becoming more and more blue, and the three thousand black silks are fluttering with the wind, dancing on both sides of the newly developed crisp breasts, fluttering like the goddess of ice and snow, beautiful and solemn.

This scene amazed everyone. Because when the goddess of ice and snow descended in ancient legends, there was also this vision in the sky. Even the "Snow Dragon", who was still showing a disdainful look just now, hesitated slightly. Next, it is up to the descendants of the God of Ice and Snow to subdue this "Born Divine Beast".

"Grandpa, go up and help Sister Xue'er, I'm afraid ......" Although Anivia is well aware of Xue'er's strength as a Demon Master, she has a deep sisterly affection. She also knew that this "divine beast" was not easy to deal with. She has always disliked begging, but she still let go of her usual unruliness and arrogance, and asked the old patriarch for help with a small face.

"It's not that I don't want to help her, it's her responsibility. If she wants to serve the people, she has to bear these things. There will be stronger and more formidable enemies in the future......" Sighing, the old patriarch stroked his beard and shook his head gloomily.

"However, that snow dragon has at least the mana fluctuations of a mid-level magister, as well as an artifact physique, and its defense is terrifying. Sister Xue'er has just stepped into the threshold of the Magister...... "Seeing that the old man turned his back, he ignored it, and hurried over. "Also, if Sister Xue'er is defeated and seriously injured. That evil dragon is bound to slaughter my people of Freljord, shouldn't you, as the patron saint of Freljord's last generation, take responsibility? Could it be that Tang Tang's 'Ice and Snow Lord' is not as good as a teenage girl? The former 'third on the god list' turned out to be a coward! ”

Anivia's tone was sharp, and her little face was flushed with urgency. The old man turned around slowly, glanced at her obliquely, not angry but happy, and nodded indifferently. "Yes, you know who I am. But the original 'God List' doesn't have any reference value. Also, the agitation method is useless to me, the war has begun...... "The old man did not "hit the plan", and did not ask more, raised his eyebrows, and the old and deep eyes turned to the sky again.

Although the old man pretended to be calm, he was provoked by the little girl, and his heart couldn't help but ripple. Hundreds of years have passed. The so-called "God List" is the ranking of the strength of the gods and gods of Freljord hundreds of years ago, after the Ping Freljord Rebellion killed the Frost Warden. The first is St. Husna, the god of ice and snow, who is worshipped as the mother of Freljord. And now, the top of the list has fallen, and new people have emerged. Sadly, most of those newcomers were from the Frost Kingdom, and the top spot was clearly firmly occupied by Lisandro. No one has ever seen her true strength, mid-rank Magister? High Magister? Or the so-called terrifying Holy Order Magister?

The enemy is not the only grandson of the army, and the grandson of Yang is fighting

At that time, Lisandro was unknown, hiding her strength and ambition, and it was said that she had the strength to rival him in the first place. A hundred years later, the strength of stealing forbidden weapons, cultivating forbidden laws, and leading the two major races of the Frost Guards and the Frost Wardens has soared. The current situation is still the fault of their older generation of gods, and it is difficult for these juniors...... If this little girl named Xue'er can't stop this beast, only he, the old bone, will take action.

The beauty in the sky was indifferent from beginning to end, as if everything was under her control. At this time, her beautiful eyes were thin and angry, which made her pretty face like a fireworks, which does not eat the world, add a touch of intimacy and human touch.

After a moment of thought, the great battle in the sky had begun. Snow Dragon showed amazing momentum at the beginning and occupied the upper peak. The monstrous snow waves mixed with the momentum of wind and thunder erupted from the huge mouth, destroying everything and attacking Xue'er.

The enemy is not hateful, and then hates to take the lonely exam

After the hatred is far away, the hatred is cool, and the cold technique is the back of the trick

Xue'er's eyebrows were slightly locked, her delicate little mouth recited the incantation, her hands were transformed, and the spiritual power around her body condensed into a solid snow wall. "Sacred Realm Snow Order, Ice Soul Prison!" Clenching his silver teeth, a crisp command came from Sakura's lips.

Click! The storm of ice and snow that had been stormy was blocked by the ice wall, showing no signs of shattering, but growing stronger. However, it caused the two magical energies to collide, creating a popping sound like igniting a firecracker.

Seeing that one move didn't work, Xuelong immediately changed his moves. In a few breaths, in the vast night sky, it has been hovering for several weeks, but the speed is becoming more and more amazing, like a silver phantom, destroying the peaks of several snowy peaks in the wind......

"Oh no, that beast is going berserk!" Anivia, whose face was full of shock, couldn't help but collapse when she saw this beast so fast. The old patriarch was also surprised that Xue'er easily defused the first round of the Snow Dragon's attack. The "Ice Soul Prison" has really been inherited by St. Theseusna, and can use the spiritual power of heaven and earth to turn into an indestructible ice prison for his own use, and his magic attainments and spell casting speed even exceed those of junior magisters.

After a moment of thought, the speed of the snow dragon had soared to the extreme. Like a giant silver spear, it flashed with cold light, and ran towards Xue'er with a posture that pierced everything. When tens of millions of soldiers and civilians saw this scene, they all shouted in fright, this thunderous speed and momentum, I am afraid that the mountains can be pierced by it.

"Specific speed? Hum! Xue'er smiled, and the snow-white magic surrounded her body, and before anyone could react, she had disappeared into thin air.

"Incredible, Condensed Phantom!" The old patriarch stroked his long beard and looked at the sky with relief.

"Condensed Phantom! **Turned into magic, magic can also be transformed in**. Sister Cher, awesome! The gloom on Anivia's little face at this moment was also swept away. With this level of magic, it is impossible for one's own spell cultivation to be at the level of a mid-level magistor. Thinking that at the beginning, when Bing Lingxue first arrived in Freljord, she still needed her own protection, but now she has been left far behind. Anivia's pretty face also showed a burst of joy.

Sun Qiu is not far away, and the ball is cold

"Old man, I said, she can, she can!"

Sun Qiu is not far away, and the ball is cold, and the main party is cold, "The old patriarch doesn't have to be nervous, she has been imprisoned by me, and she doesn't dare to do anything wrong!" Cher appeared behind them at some point. Looking at the night sky, the goddess surrounded by white light has disappeared, only Bing Lingxue who walked towards us step by step, her pretty face was slightly white, but her heroic posture was radiant, and she also recovered her girlish and petite figure.

"That's, no sister!" The lively Anivia excitedly raised the shallow dimples on her cheeks, "Sister Xue'er, come on!" Snow Woman, come on! The little girl became more and more energetic, and the soldiers and civilians who attracted the magic contest also cheered for Xue'er.

Two snow-white beams of light in the sky, one thick and one thin, intertwined with each other, chasing each other like lightning, and after a few minutes of this, they finally stopped. Xue'er's face was slightly ruddy, and her pretty face could not hide her joy, it turned out that after urging the secret method of the Holy Realm, she could have such a speed.

"How? Is it more than that? Cher had a hint of playfulness with the dragon in front of her, her eyes swept downward, and Xiyue and I waved at her in relief.

With a light tap, she turned her gaze to the dragon again, "With your ** impact, don't want to hurt me for the rest of your life." Xue'er's Sakura sighed softly, brother, I finally didn't disappoint you. In the lightning confrontation just now, she actually had the upper hand, and the snow dragon could barely hurt her, but she had several chances to hurt the snow dragon. But she didn't, it can be regarded as selling it a favor, after all, this is an unruly "artifact", and it will need cooperation in the future. Then her beautiful eyes widened and she threw herself at the dragon, "Still not surrendered?" ”

The snow dragon roared deeply, and then turned his gaze to the "ants" in the snow ridge - tens of thousands of soldiers and civilians who had escaped from the ice and snow city. I secretly said that it is not good, is this beast going to be angry and hurt the thousands of lives that have been saved so hard?

The feud is not far away, and the hatred is not far away

The feud is not far away, and the scene of hating the moon and ghosts alone amazes everyone. Because when the goddess of ice and snow descended in ancient legends, there was also this vision in the sky. Even the "Snow Dragon", who was still showing a disdainful look just now, hesitated slightly. Next, it is up to the descendants of the God of Ice and Snow to subdue this "Born Divine Beast".

"Master!"

"Me!" I closed my eyes and sensed the "heart of the brave", since I can create her, I can also destroy it, even if I try my soul power, I ......

"Brute, you dare!" Cher immediately realized this, straightened her delicate body, and urged the spell, like a snow-white phantom, protecting the dragon's path.

"Don't!" Seeing this, Xiyue and Anivia's faces changed drastically, and they exclaimed in surprise. Tens of thousands of soldiers and civilians saw this behemoth that smashed into them like a meteorite, and their faces were even more bloodless, and this blow seemed to be unstoppable.

It all happened in the light of light, and it was too late to intervene......

"Summoner skill, destroy ......" And at this moment, a hint of scarlet sweetness surged up his throat. My eyes were dark, and the meaning was slightly blurred......

"Holy Realm Holy Spirit, Wings of the Snow God!" A coquettish shout, piercing the sky!

As soon as the crisp words fell, the delicate body shone with white light, and the space around Xue'er seemed to freeze instantly. Then, Xue'er's roots and green silk grew wildly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the petite body of the fourteen or fifteen-year-old also sprung up like mushrooms after a rain. The beautiful eyes looked forward to it, and there was no longer the hesitation and panic of the young girl. In Allure's face, he inherited Xue'er's agility and tranquility.

Such a beautiful woman, standing proudly in the world, facing the demon dragon, is not afraid at all. The snow-white magic enveloped the body like a dream, making everyone's eyes shine, as if they had forgotten the crisis in front of them.

"The god of ice and snow, down to earth?" …… Some of the male slaves who escaped from the Ice City were amazed, it turned out that the myth of Freljord was not a lie, and when the catastrophe came, a goddess came down to save them. This caused all the female warriors in the Ice City to distrust any god to open their mouths in unison......

In all men's dreams, there seems to be such a person......

"She's getting more and more dazzling, more and more like that goddess, ahem! ……”

"Master, don't talk yet, let Xiyue's injury happen!" Seeing that I was coughing violently, Xiyue hurriedly straightened my body with great difficulty, and put her jade hand close to my back. An electric shock sensation came from his back. Purple "electricity" spread all over my body, and I hesitated slightly, this girl can actually magic......

At this moment, the duel in the night sky has already come to an end.

Xue Eryu's hand was spread out, and the two peaks of the Feileizhuo Snow Mountain were cut down in unison, turning into a beam of light in a moment, adsorbed on both sides of Bing Lingxue's body. In an instant, it turned into two silver-white wings of light, looking from afar, like angel wings. And at this moment, the snow dragon's powerful blow also came suddenly.

Sneer......

The end of the stone was splashed all over the sky, and the "Snow God's Wings" and the "Snow Dragon's Body" collided violently, but it produced such an effect. It can be seen that the snow dragon is also mixed with the effect of rotation in the extreme speed of flight. Everyone was secretly cold, such a blow seemed to be "drilled" a hole in the stony rock peak. Snow Dragon's anger and madness have reached such a point.

And when the people below dodged the impact of the falling rocks in the sky, this posture was slowly diminished. Everyone was overjoyed and looked at the sky together, and sure enough, the dragon was gone.

And the white rays of the snow god's wings were even brighter, bending forward slightly, as if to wrap the dragon that was gradually fading and its body was gradually becoming clearer.

When the dragon saw that the situation was not good, he tried to flee. But there was a way to escape the wings of the snow god that came like a flood. "Brute, still invisible?" An ethereal and beautiful voice came, knowing that it was the sound of Bing Lingxue, but it seemed to come from a distant sky.

The beauty in the sky was a faint voice from beginning to end, as if everything was under her control. At this time, her beautiful eyes were thin and angry, which made her pretty face like a fireworks, which does not eat the world, add a touch of intimacy and human touch.

"The snow god spares his life! Snow God, Ice Wind will never dare again! Xuelong actually opened his mouth at this time. The snow dragon's vicious voice came from the air. The snow god did not have the slightest intention of letting go, and the white rock wings broke away from the sides of the snow god, like a white prison. The prison continued to shrink, forcing the dragon's body to shrink at a rate that was visible to the naked eye......

"Bingfeng doesn't dare, please let the master let me go......" This voice was like a child's cry, and under the surprised eyes of everyone, a white-haired child of five or six years old fell from mid-air with a "Ahh I folded a few heels on the flat ground and fell on the open space in front of me.

Anivia and the old man rushed over when they heard the news, but the little boy just glanced at them and snorted milkily.

"Little bunny, sister, isn't it? Underbeaten ......"

The old man grabbed the childish Anivia, "I just praised you for taking care of the overall situation and understanding the general situation, this will be muddy again, how can you have a little divine temperament?" The old man knew that this five or six-year-old child was transformed into an artifact, and he didn't expect it to be an artifact that could transform into a dragon and a human, and began to have spiritual intelligence. There was a hint of jealousy in the old man's eyes, for fear that Anivia would make him crazy if he was careless.

"Old fellow, don't use my grandfather's frame to teach me, who do you think you are?" The little girl seemed to be annoyed that the old man refused to help Bing Lingxue, so don't be a little face.

Xiyue and I couldn't help but smile when we saw this, Anivia was still so delicate that she didn't buy anyone's account.

The enemy is not ruthless, and the ship learns from the lonely side

"The old patriarch doesn't need to be nervous, she has been imprisoned by me, and she doesn't dare to do anything wrong!" Cher appeared behind them at some point. Looking at the night sky, the goddess surrounded by white light has disappeared, only Bing Lingxue who walked towards us step by step, her pretty face was slightly white, but her heroic posture was radiant, and she also recovered her girlish and petite figure.

"Aunt Snow God, Aunt Snow God, Bingfeng doesn't dare anymore, please, please let me go!" The child who fell from the sky, crying and begging for mercy. Everyone looked at each other, and they couldn't connect the evil dragon with the little kid who was crying in front of them.

"What do you call me?"

"Snow God, Ah ...... Sister? Opening the bell's big eyes, the little kid looked at the ice spirit snow that had arrived in front of him in shock, and his little face was full of astonishment. No, it's clear that the one who beat me is the goddess of ice and snow, why did she become the little girl in front of me?