The woman gritted her teeth and lifted her breath and flew up, but at this time, the snow above her head turned into a cage, covering her and forcing her to retreat!

A green shadow slashed through the storm, slashing at the ice cage at the speed of lightning.

In the sound of 'boom', the ice cage shattered, the ice crystals fell one after another, the woman's right leg was raised, her toes were tight, and her graceful posture jumped up several meters.

She thought she had dodged the blow of the ice sword, and was about to breathe a sigh of relief, when suddenly there was a soft 'snap' sound, and her ankle was grabbed by a cold and soft object, and her rising speed suddenly stopped.

The woman was shocked at the moment, and when she looked down, she saw that the snow foam that had been crushed by the spiritual power turned into a thick snow mist, coiling under her body.

A pale arm stained with blood poked out of the snow mist and grabbed her ankle.

Between the snow and mist, Song Qingxiao's pale face was revealed.

Since chasing and killing her, the woman has not carefully looked at her appearance because she dislikes her dirty, and at this time, the first thing that catches her mind is Song Qingxiao's extremely special eyes!

Her eyes are slender and slightly embellished, which should be extremely beautiful.

But at this time, these eyes were on her face, but they were like a pair of sharp and domineering knives, overflowing with murderous intent.

The plump eyelashes were stained with snow powder, which reflected her eyes like a cold pool, which made the woman shudder.

"You ......" When her ankle was grabbed, a rapid and short cry came out of her throat, and then Song Qingxiao pulled her down hard, and the woman felt that her body was quickly pulled down.

The sound of the wind 'whistling' swept past her ears, she was shocked, and before she could summon the jasper hairpin to fight back, she heard the man's voice calling her name in astonishment: "...... Shiba......"

But before she could hear clearly, she was dragged by Song Qingxiao's ankle and smashed to the ground!

The ice on the ground was shattered by the force of the two of them, and among the ice crystals flying everywhere, the woman was surrounded by a chill.

In the midst of the strong wind and waves, Song Qingxiao's sea of consciousness moved, and was attacked by the man's divine sense, she made a move, and the woman won this extremely short opportunity and slapped her palm on the ground-

With the sound of 'click', the spiritual power of the shot shook the shattered ice surface even more severely, and with the force of this rebound, the woman's body was like a slippery fish, lying down and sliding backwards for eighteen meters before standing up straight.

At this time, her face was gloomy, and the corners of her mouth were bloody.

Although Song Qingxiao's previous blow did not seriously hurt her, it greatly hurt her self-esteem!

A monk in the realm of incarnation was beaten like this by a little female cultivator of the Dan realm who was violent with the golden pill, which really made her very angry.

She had never suffered such a big loss in her life, and Song Qing would not pity the jade, and even injured her body when she smashed her into the ice.

The woman took a deep breath and reached out to touch her face, only to find the ice slag mixed with blood.

Her expression suddenly became extremely cold, her eyes turned around, and she saw the vast snow and mist, and she didn't see Song Qingxiao's figure.

The word 'before' was used to the extreme in her, making her elusive, and in the face of such a mysterious and abnormal secret technique, men could not catch her.

"I can't help you when I take it, can I?" She sneered, flipped her wrist, and several bottles appeared in the palm of her hand.

The bottle poured out a fragrant liquid of various colors, which gathered in the palm of her hand, and in a moment it became a small pool of colorful juice.

The woman took the juice and sprinkled it on the top of her head, and as soon as the handful of liquid spilled out, it turned into a mist of color in the sky.

In an instant, the aroma hit people, and the originally white and flawless snowflakes quickly changed color under the mist, and finally fell one after another.

The surroundings suddenly turned into an extremely dreamy colorful world, and every inch of this world, every bit of snow foam, and even the subtle spiritual power, were dyed with that strange fragrance.

As soon as Song Qingxiao's figure appeared, it was impregnated with colorful snow foam, and as soon as the skin was touched by this fragrant mist, it quickly appeared with rotten spots, obviously this fragrance was highly poisonous.

"Look how you're still hiding!"

As soon as the woman saw her appear, she hooked the corners of her mouth, raised her wrist, and the jasper hairpin was held in her palm, and a green crescent-shaped spiritual power slash was slashed!

Without waiting for the spiritual power to fall on him, Song Qingxiao fled again, flashing without a trace.

But this time, the woman's expression was not as flustered as before, under the fragrance infection, every bit of spiritual power lingering in this place seemed to turn into her eyes, so that she could clearly sense the strange colors of various places.

"Seven meters down the southeast slope!" As soon as her voice fell, she continued:

"Two meters!"

Without waiting for the man to make a move to trap Song Qingxiao, she suddenly flew up, and in the direction where she was standing before, Song Qingxiao reappeared, as if she wanted to follow the example of before and catch her.

"Slowing down." The woman snorted coldly, and she couldn't eat the same loss a second time.

"Brother Yi, she still can't learn to walk against the wind."

Although I don't know why she was able to hold on until now after Jin Dan burst and not die, Jin Dan's strength has always been limited.

The terrifying energy that Song Qingxiao initially displayed would begin to fade with the passage of time.

The woman obviously knew about this situation, as long as she persisted for a while, and when Song Qingxiao's spiritual power was exhausted, it would be much easier to catch her.

As soon as she said this, the hosta flew out, turned into more than ten branches, and 'swished' in the direction of Song Qingxiao, like an arrow shot down with spiritual power.

Song Qing flew away, and a row of hostas hit the ground with a 'ding' sound, and under the action of the huge spiritual power, the ground was cut out of a chasm nearly two meters deep, tearing to both sides.

After the incense mist released by the woman was able to capture Song Qingxiao's location, the two cooperated with each other, and before Song Qingxiao appeared, the man was able to use his divine sense to preemptively block her invisible position.

In this way, after several times, Song Qingxiao's 'former' order was restricted and greatly reduced.

At this time, she was like an explosive household, after the explosion of the golden pill, the excess spiritual power was hoarded in her body, and every time it hit a place, it brought a piercing pain.

"Riding the wind?" Song Qingxiao whispered coldly, "Isn't it just flying?" ”

As soon as she spread her hands, the cold power surging around her seemed to be inspired by the ice attribute spiritual power in her body, and began to gather behind her, and in a moment, a pair of white white ice and snow wings were formed, stretching out, about three or four meters wide.

Song Qing moved cautiously and casually, and her wings fluttered slightly, and she easily flew into the air with her body.

The incense mist and snowflakes tainted by the poisonous gas flew in all directions by the huge wings, and the woman only felt a shadow rise above her head, firmly blocking the two of them.

The flapping air currents brought a chill, and the woman involuntarily tilted her head.

The girl who had subconsciously thought that it was impossible to walk against the wind was condescending to look at her coldly at this time, and her expression was cold and indifferent, which made the woman feel frightened for the first time.

Is this really a newcomer who has just entered the trial?

Is she really just a person who has just stepped into the Dan realm to cultivate?

Is the information given by Chu and Pei true?

A thought welled up in her mind.

The girl in front of her was chased and killed by them all the way but did not die, after the explosion of the golden pill, under the impact of that kind of impact, she did not explode and died, and she was still able to fight at this time.

Her alliance with the man trapped her, and the poisonous mist she released was also dispelled by her, which was simply beyond a woman's previous understanding of the Dan Realm cultivator, making her have a trace of the idea that this person seemed to be able to be defeated by her forever!

No!

As soon as this thought welled up in the woman's heart, she immediately bit the corner of her mouth fiercely, and after the fear in her heart was born, it would be extremely harmful to her future cultivation.

Although she looks strong at this time, in fact, the offensive is gradually weakening, as long as she can hold on for a while.

The woman herself didn't realize that her mentality had changed from the confident mentality of playing with prey like a cat and mouse at the beginning, to an instinctive desire to delay time, which made Song Qingxiao die of exhaustion.

At this moment, Song Qingxiao, who was above her head, didn't care what she thought in her heart, the moment the ice wings unfolded, her wrist flicked, and an ice spear appeared in her palm, which she held and swooped down.

The woman forced her composure, and at the same time closed her palms, and the hosta flew out again, greeting her with spiritual power.

The two spiritual powers collided, and there was a huge sound of 'boom' and air flow hedge, only to hear the 'bang' sound, Song Qingxiao was already extremely fast, and he had made more than a dozen moves.

Every move she made with all her might, her spiritual power was amazing, and with the extremely ordinary ice spear in her hand, she could faintly compete with the power of the magic weapon.

Every time the woman took it, she felt that the dantian was shaken by a lot, and the more she hit, the more frightened she became.

"Brother Yi!"

She used her spiritual power to protect her body, moving while fighting, and in the blink of an eye, the two of them had already changed positions several times.

With Ice Wings, Song Qingxiao's original weakness no longer exists, but he can rely on his advantage in mid-air to suppress a woman's original strength of being able to resist the wind.

The ground was torn apart under the attack of spiritual power, the original iceberg collapsed, and the frost and snow raised completely enveloped the place, making the woman feel as if she was in the ice and snow kingdom and was dominated by Song Qingxiao.

As soon as she shouted, the man finally moved.

With a flick of his wrist, five milky white jade plaques as small as the size of thumbnails appeared in his palms.

The jade card exuded a soft luster, but the spiritual power was compelling, the man held the jade card and threw it hard at Song Qingxiao's body!

Half of the five jade medals were thrown, and they automatically flew away, turning into five different directions, and pressed towards Song Qingxiao.

At this time, Song Qing held the ice spear in his hand and stabbed it in the direction of the woman.

When the ice spear approached her body, it was blocked by the spiritual power of her body, and it only pierced the flesh and skin, as if it had stabbed an iron plate, and it was difficult to enter.

The wind sounded in her ears, and she felt it when something approached, but her body became more and more disobedient to her.

The situation is indeed as the woman said, after Jin Dan exploded, in addition to the terrifying energy that swept through her body like a tsunami from the impact of the first round of spiritual power, with the destruction of her muscles and dantian, her spiritual power began to gradually weaken.

The realm seemed to be declining continuously, and the divine consciousness that the man had used to obstruct and attack her could no longer be cut off as easily as before.

The spiritual power in the body will only be used less and less, and after several rounds of crazy attacks before, the damage to the two most embarrassed-looking women in front of them is not very serious.

With a 'whoosh' sound, a jade plaque lightly adhered to one of the wings, and the ice wings suddenly seemed to be suppressed by an invisible prohibition, and it was difficult to swing it.

When her body lost her balance, she suddenly skewed, and the ice spear slid from the woman's body to the side, pulling out a little blood.

The woman breathed a sigh of relief, seeing this scene, a ruthless color flashed in her eyes, and she immediately held the hairpin with her hand and waved it vigorously.

The spiritual power slashed out, and with a 'snort', half of the ice wings were slashed.

Most of the frost-formed wings flew down, but the prohibition brought by the jade plaque stuck to the ice wings did not disappear as the ice wings separated from Song Qingxiao's body.

Half of her body still seemed to be controlled by the man's divine sense, and she felt powerless.

Song Qingxiao tried hard to struggle, but half of her body seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, no matter how she struggled, she couldn't completely shake off this restraint.

At the same time, another jade plate stuck to her other leg with a 'whoosh', and that leg weighed as much as a thousand catties at the moment, and she couldn't make it up to her own at all.

The man's hands were sealed, as if he didn't look at the scene here, and only concentrated on controlling the magic weapon.

With his help, the woman seemed to be out of the breath, and once again waved the hairpin to exert her spiritual power, cutting off the other half of Song Qingxiao's wings.

The wings on both sides were chopped, one leg and one side of the body were charged, and Song Qingxiao's strength was suddenly greatly reduced.

She was like a deflated balloon, and spiritual power was pouring out of her body at this time.

"Aren't you amazing?" The woman's face was frosty, and she looked at her coldly: "How majestic it was just now, it scared me!" ”

As she spoke, the magic weapon turned into several and hit Song Qing's shoulders and thighs respectively.

The direction of the woman's attack was not fatal, and it was obvious that she wanted to torture her before she died, in order to get a bad breath, not to give her a good time.

Song Qingxiao dodged sideways, and at the same time, the Yuan Shen was still pinching the seal, spreading the word 'person' all over his body, dodging the pursuit of several magic weapons, but the trapped thighs were still hit by magic weapons.

Although there was the blessing of the word 'Person', a scale armor appeared on the surface of her body to block the attack of the magic weapon, so that this hosta did not penetrate her thighs, but under the impact of the spiritual power of the Infant Realm monk, there was still a sound of bones breaking.

It's just that Song Qingxiao can't feel these pains faintly.

Her body was fluttering, and the primordial spirit seemed to be about to collapse, and her body was in a mess, and she couldn't support it for long.

The woman's voice seemed to come from far away:

"Don't struggle, the five-bone soul chasing marrow can't break free with your strength."

The silver wolf seemed to be still standing at the entrance of the 'Boundary Gate', letting out a long, suppressed howl.

Why don't you leave?

She wanted to frown, but such an action seemed to be a little difficult.

It's a pity that the distance between her and the 'Boundary Gate' at this time is probably only seven or eight meters, but with her situation at this moment, these seven or eight meters are tantamount to the end of the world for her.

She struggled to turn her head to look, but the next moment she heard a soft sound, and a cold thing stuck to the back of her head, and a strange and powerful divine sense suddenly restrained her head, wrapped around her head, and dragged it back hard!

The silver wolf was staring at her fixedly, opened his mouth, and let out another howl.

The woman laughed proudly, but in the midst of the laughter, she didn't notice that a small bit of green flame flashed out from Song Qingxiao's seal hall and flew towards the jade plate that held her.

With a soft sound, the woman's magic weapon penetrated Song Qingxiao's body again, and in the next moment, someone screamed miserably.

But to the woman's surprise, it was not Song Qingxiao who screamed, but the man who controlled the five-bone soul chasing marrow more than ten meters away.

"Ahh ”

The woman instinctively looked back at him, with a frightened face, his face turned pale, and he spat out a large mouthful of essence blood, and his breath seemed to be a lot weaker in an instant.

The chalcedony, which was originally set behind Song Qing's cerebellum, spontaneously combusted without wind at this time, and a layer of green and faint fireworks was wrapped on it.

The jade plaque that had already given birth to spirituality struggled desperately, but this green flame was extraordinarily powerful, and once it was stained, it couldn't be shaken off at all.

In an instant, the jade brand's spirituality was greatly reduced, and it only lasted less than two seconds before it was burned to ashes and blown off by a strong wind.

The flame breath was blown by the wind, swaying slightly, even if the woman closest to Song Qingxiao was not burned, she also felt that extremely terrifying force hit her cheeks, making her face a hot pain, and immediately shocked, and hit a palm at the green flame, making the green flame disappear into Song Qingxiao's body again, she flew back, afraid that the strange green flame would haunt again.

Losing a jade plaque was a great loss for a man, and he vomited two more mouthfuls of essence blood, and his face turned pale:

"Stop playing......"

The jade plate is his natal magic weapon, connected with his soul, one is destroyed, it is painful, as if the soul has been forcibly cut into a corner, the severe pain makes the man's face change greatly at this time.

What's more, this green flame has a strange origin, it is extraordinary, and the top-grade magic weapon he has carefully refined has no resistance under this green flame, which really makes men tremble.

As soon as his voice fell, he fixed Song Qing's arms and thighs with the remaining four jade plates, and under the control of the man, she was like a spread humanoid puppet, fixed in mid-air by the five-bone soul chasing marrow.

A jade plaque was missing from the back of her head, her head drooping, and her hair fluttering in the wind.

The spiritual power had dissipated, and the vitality that kept her breath alive was gradually weakening.

Song Qingxiao clenched her palm hard, there was a golden cicada with a weak breath, just waiting for her to help her escape from here!

The woman was injured again and again at this time, and she had lost her patience, and the hosta in her hand turned into a fatal blow, and with spiritual power from top to bottom, she slammed it on Song Qingxiao's chest.

Without the protection of spiritual power, Song Qingxiao's body at this time was defenseless, and it was like a piece of tofu in front of a woman, and it was easily pierced.

She heard the sound of a magic weapon breaking through her body, and spiritual power invaded her body, but there was nothing left in her body that could be destroyed.

At the moment of desperation, the ball of blue blood that appeared in her chest was gently shaken at the moment when the magic weapon pierced through her chest.

Like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, breaking the silence, something surging gently under the skin that was about to wither.

"It's not even dead."

The woman's somewhat impatient voice came, and the trembling of Song Qing's small eyelashes was blinked by her, and there was a little tremor in the tone of the words that came out.

The silver wolf standing at the gate of the border in the distance finally stopped howling at the moment when Song Qingxiao's chest was hit last.

It stared coldly at the dismal-looking man and woman with a cold, resentful gaze, and a pair of gray and blue eyes deeply imprinted the faces of these two people, and the tip of its wet nose moved, as if to keep the breath of these two people firmly in its heart.

After pausing for a long time, it took a deep look at Song Qingxiao again, and slowly retreated into the dense fog as it had when it first met Song Qingxiao, and soon disappeared without a trace.