Seeing that the huge avalanche was about to bury Liang Ping and Mo Wufang, Liang Ping's spiritual martial level had also broken through the Martial Ancestor barrier.

"Pounce!"

The strong martial ancestor can summon Lingwu wings, and Liang Ping summoned a 5-meter-wide ice blue Lingwu wings between the lightning and flint, and took Mo Wufang into his arms with lightning speed.

"Whew!"

Just one dodge.

Liang Ping flapped his Lingwu wings and glided out like a vulture.

As soon as he escaped from the disaster of the avalanche, he saw the dozens of meters high avalanche hit the ground firmly.

"Bang!"

There was a loud bang.

Countless pieces of snow were torn apart by the impact.

However, Liang Ping soared into the sky with the ink flawless full of the fragrance of lilies.

“YOHO！”

Liang Ping roared happily.

For the first time in my life, I soared into the sky with my own strength, and the feeling was truly incomparable.

Soaring above the snow-white sky like a bird, embracing the beauty of the world, the satisfaction and happiness made Liang Ping forget the purpose of this trip in a short time.

However, Mo Wufang suddenly sneered in Liang Ping's arms: "Liang Ping, don't get carried away, although you have broken through the Martial Ancestor barrier, there are still many martial demon powerhouses in Tianyu City, if you make a slight mistake, we are still just their meal." ”

"Hmm."

Liang Ping's thoughts were immediately pulled back to the present world, and he also said with a solemn face: "I understand, so let's learn the martial arts of thousands of miles of ice first and then talk about other things." ”

As he spoke, Liang Ping made a gorgeous dive in the void and landed on a relatively open snowy field.

There are no cliffs or mountains around, and it is relatively safe to be on the snow-capped mountains, which are full of dangers and can encounter avalanches at any time.

As soon as he fell to the ground, Mo Wufang blushed, pushed Liang Ping away, and said coldly: "You are not allowed to do this to me again in the future." ”

"What does this to you?"

Liang Ping withdrew the ice-blue spirit martial arts wings on his back, and said with a blank expression: "What did I do to you." ”

Hearing this, Mo Wuflaw suddenly turned his back to Liang Ping, and said in a cold tone: "Men and women are not kissed, we are just ordinary friends, and we should keep some distance between us." ”

"Oh, so you said this, there was an emergency, do you want me to watch it buried there by an avalanche?" Liang Ping said with a smile on his face.

The expression on Mo Wufang's face looked a little messy, and there was silence for a while.

Liang Ping has already opened the first chapter of the martial arts of "A Thousand Miles of Ice".

"Ice Rain Sword" is based on the introduction of martial arts.

If a Spirit Martial cultivator is at the level of a martial demon, he needs to use four attribute vessels and four condensed ice and rain swords.

Seeing this first introduction, Liang Ping finally understood that the reason why the Thousands of Miles of Ice Seal required the Martial Ancestor level to cultivate was because the condensation of the Ice and Rain Sword required four attribute vessels.

And with four attribute vessels, you need to comprehend the cultivation level at least to reach the level of the primary level of the Martial Ancestor.

Looking at the shooting range of "Ice Rain Sword" again, it has reached a radius of 100 meters.

With the Ice Rain Sword in hand, he controls the ice rain outside the sky with his mind, and the ice rain forms a lethal force within a radius of 100 meters, and the person who touches it will immediately freeze no matter what object it touches.

The Freezing Rain duration lasts for 1 minute, and the Freezing duration lasts for 30 seconds.

"it!"

Seeing such an introduction, Liang Ping's mood immediately became extremely excited.

There are many introductions to the cultivation process in between.

However, Liang Ping hadn't taken a look at it yet, and his heart seemed to have a clear understanding of this martial art.

He quickly entered the state of cultivation.

When Mo Wufang turned around and was about to say something, he saw that Liang Ping had already entered the cultivation state, so he didn't bother anymore.

A man sat in the snow, thinking about many things.

The willow eyebrows sometimes rise and fall in his thoughts.

However, Liang Ping suddenly burst out.

"Hah!"

I saw Liang Ping sitting cross-legged with his palms folded.

Once again, the body was surrounded by a glittering blue light.

Presumably, he once again used the martial arts in the Imperial Spirit Book.

This is an extremely cold snow-capped mountain, and for Liang Ping's pure ice attribute martial artists, it is the best place to practice martial arts.

Although he is from the present life in 2030, he is after all the doppelganger of the Sword Venerable Makino, and he is integrated with Makino here, and even constantly comprehends Makino's martial arts talent.

Without too much browsing of the first type of "Ice and Rain Sword" of "A Thousand Miles of Ice", he has quickly mastered the method of condensing the Ice and Rain Sword.

Many runes appeared in his mind, circling back and forth on the four attribute vessels, sometimes dissociating, sometimes converging.

Prompted by instinct and talent, Liang Ping's palms suddenly flipped his wrists and lay flat on his knees.

"Whew!"

A long protruding breath of chill.

The ice-blue energy ball condensed by the four attribute vessels on the right hand at the same time was still the size of a basketball, but the purity was obviously a little more than when Liang Ping was only in the late stage of a martial artist, and that sense of power was much stronger than that of a martial artist.

Without Liang Ping himself being aware, the polar ice in the sky had already been sensed.

"Boom!"

The loud thunder triggered avalanches on many peaks of Donghu Mountain.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Avalanches everywhere made the ground tremble throughout Donghu Mountain.

Including the snow in the snow field where Liang Ping and Mo Wufang were located, the snow was jumping up and down.

The temperature in the sky is even colder.

Liang Ping's right hand slowly clenched.

The spiritual pressure that was originally just a ball of energy light suddenly transformed into a rammed long sword.

The long sword had no tip or edge, and the sword was engraved with all kinds of strange patterns, and at first glance, it looked more like a piece of refined iron glowing with blue light.

"Bell!"

A snowflake landed on the blade of the sword, making a piercing clang.

At the same time, Liang Ping's hand holding the long sword also added a little more strength.

Suddenly opened his eyes.

"Buzz!"

Leng Ran waved the long sword in his hand.

With a slight movement of his mind, the snowflakes in the sky turned into a rain of ice.

"Whoa!"

Ice and rain poured down.

Liang Ping himself has a martial ancestor-level spiritual martial light shield body, so naturally he will not be frozen into ice by the ice rain.

However, the snow within a radius of 100 meters immediately froze and turned into a crystal clear land of ice and snow.

The ground became so smooth that it was difficult to even stand on.

Mo Wufang had been sitting on the snow within 10 meters of Liang Ping's vicinity, and he had been hit by Liang Ping's ice rain, and he had become an ice and snow beauty in an instant.

When Liang Ping noticed this, he found that the place was covered with ice and snow everywhere, and there were huge rocks everywhere, and those small icicles were protruding, about the same, and it was really difficult to find out where the ink was flawless.

"Not good!"

Liang Ping frowned, and the hand holding the Ice Rain Sword became a little nervous, and he immediately regretted why he used the Ice Rain Sword at such a time.

But looking at the Ice Rain Sword in his hand, the shape of that length is very similar to the Open Heaven God Slash in the classic legend, but the Ice Rain Sword weighs more than a thousand catties, and it is also extremely competent in Liang Ping's hands.

For a while, I became extremely anxious because of the flawless ink.

Fortunately, the rain continued to fall for only one minute, and the ice lasted only thirty seconds.

A minute and thirty seconds later, when Liang Ping saw Mo Wufang again, Mo Wufang's body had been frozen and stiffened.

"Mmmmmm

Mo Wufang covered his knees with his hands, huddled in the snow and shivering, which made Liang Pington feel guilty.

hurriedly withdrew the Ice Rain Sword, and the ice around it gradually dispersed.

Restoring the true appearance of the snow-capped mountain again, Liang Ping also summoned Lingwu wings again, and quickly took Mo Wufang away from this place.

However, just as he was about to return to Happy Ancient Town, he saw a strange-looking vulture appear in the void.

No!

Strictly speaking, that's not a vulture.

His size was dozens of times larger than that of a vulture, like the kind of Condor he had ever seen in the Condor Heroes.

Liang Ping was the first to think of the Flying Divine Beast.

"Could it be that the Flying Divine Beast?"

A soft murmur fell into the ears of the ink flawless.

Although Mo Wufang's whole body was trembling, he tried his best to open his frozen stiff eyelids, and vaguely saw the eagle hovering in the void, Mo Wufang actually said with a trembling voice: "Liang Ping, presumably that is the Flying Divine Beast, hurry, go catch it!" ”

"But you"

Liang Ping looked at the extreme weakness of Mo Wufang in his arms, and his superconscious told him that if Mo Wufang's body could not heat up quickly, he was afraid that his life would be in danger.

So he ignored the rare eagle and flew straight towards Happy Ancient Town.

Although Mo Wufang was weak, he bit Liang Ping's arm fiercely.

"Ahh

Liang Ping screamed, and he was extremely eager to push Mo Wufang away.

But flying above the void, and not allowing such a move, he shouted eagerly: "What are you doing! ”

Hearing this, Mo Wufang finally relented, and said in a trembling and stiff voice: "It's important to do the right thing, time is pressing, after getting the fairy feather, I don't know how long it will take to make a flying wood carving, so you better go quickly!" ”

As he spoke, his flawless eyelids were so heavy that it was difficult to lift them again.

Liang Ping said in his heart that if this flying beast was not encountered, it would be extremely difficult to find it if it was not a coincidence.

After careful consideration, it was decided to get the fairy feather first and then take Mo Wufang back to Happy Ancient Town.

Another gorgeous swoop landed on top of the snow that covered thousands of miles.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he landed on the ground, he heard the eager and low roar of the eagle owl in the void.

"It's good that you don't know how to live or die, you dare to trespass on the house of divine beasts!"

Liang Ping was shocked when he heard this, but he didn't expect that thing to be able to speak with people.

Carefully placing the ink flawless next to a bluestone in the snow, he condensed the Ice Rain Sword again, pointed to the eagle in the void and asked, "Let me ask you, do you have fairy feathers on your body?" ”

Hearing this, the eagle scolded angrily: "Damn humans, are you here to snatch the fairy feather again, today, my god will definitely let you have no return!" ”

As he spoke, the eagle spewed out a long flame from its mouth and burned straight towards Liang Ping's front door.

"Whew"

The flames whistled terribly in the cold wind.

Even on this cold snow-capped mountain, you can still feel the horror of the hot flames.

If you are touched by the flames, I am afraid that your whole body will be burned to nothing in an instant.

Behind Liang Ping is where Mo Wufang is, if he dodges, Mo Wufang will definitely suffer.

"Can't hide!"

Liang Ping's face was solemn, and he made up his mind in his heart, even if he died, he couldn't let Mo Wufang suffer the slightest damage!