Yan Jiuxiao had never seen his master show such a pessimistic look, and he knew that something more dangerous must be about to happen.

He hurriedly said, "Master, we finally got together again, why don't we go back to Xia Wangzhou together?" ”

In the green, the translucent slender soul body shook its head, and Wan Huamian sighed lightly: "Alas, the soul can't escape from the hanging Iceland." Ten thousand years ago, Lang Yuya and Ao Meerkat exhausted their cultivation and Shouyuan, so they worked together to set up a large array, in order to trap the remnant soul of Gu Bai. Even Gu Bai can't escape with his soul body, let alone me. ”

Yan Jiuxiao and Wan Huamian's conversation was extremely light, and Su Qing didn't hear it. She just looked down at the battle beneath the ice cliff, and her heartbeat began to grow again.

The white-haired monster can still respect her because of the soft fur of the giant beast, but if it falls into the hands of these greedy ghost cultivators who do not distinguish between immortals and demons, then they will not be able to save their body and soul.

She had the idea of retreating, and was about to get up, but her legs, which had been squatting for a long time, were numb. She had to sit down, hissing and pinching her legs.

Above the battlefield, Yan Jiu smiled and pondered for a moment, and looked up in surprise: "Then Master, you ...... Don't...... Devouring the soul in such a hurry is just to increase cultivation so that he can fight against the awakened Gu Bai remnant soul? ”

Wan Huamian smiled miserably: "Fighting? Hehe, as a teacher, I only want to be able to protect myself. ”

He then looked at the battlefield, looking at the ghost cultivators who were becoming more and more manic, and even the same kind were killing each other, and then urged: "Jiuxiao, you run away." Gu Bai is coming, and the teacher can't protect you. ”

As soon as the words fell, I saw Wanhuamian turn into a dazzling green light, and swept into the battlefield like lightning. He began to kill on a killing spree, devouring the souls that escaped.

Gu Bai's remnant soul consciousness has awakened, and in order to strengthen himself and repair the remnant soul, he will definitely come here. When the time comes, the ghost cultivation on the entire Hanging Iceland will be the tonic of the ancient white remnant soul.

In order to protect himself, in order to protect himself, he can only kill, and try his best to make himself strong before facing the remnant soul of Gu Bai.

However, killing and devouring souls is too slow, too slow and too slow! It's too late for him, it's too late for them to cultivate ghosts. Then, I can only apologize, people don't die for themselves. The most powerful green light swept into the group of ghost cultivators.

The ghost cultivators didn't have time to kill the living, and they had already begun to devour each other. Now, Wan Huamian has also begun to directly devour ghost cultivation, and his cultivation is visibly skyrocketing......

Yan Jiuxiao, who was still in the air, glanced at the Shura field below in surprise, but at this last glance, he immediately turned around and fled.

Some of the monks below saw it and fled as if they were dead. Fortunately, the ghost cultivators have gone crazy, and they don't bother to kill people in order to improve their cultivation faster. Only those monks who still survived had a chance to escape at this time.

And at this moment, Su Qing at the top of the ice cliff was still rubbing his calves. She no longer looked at the battlefield, but only thought that when her legs were no longer numb, she would climb down the mountain from the other side as soon as possible and escape.

Above the battlefield, suddenly darkness twisted like a whirlpool.

Before I knew it, thunder rolled in the clouds. Even the earth trembled, and very quickly, the tremor spread to the surrounding icebergs. Rumble...... Rumble...... Large chunks of ice and rocks fell down.

Su Qing was startled, and his body was close to the big ice stone used for hiding, but he was still stunned by the shock.

Rumble......

Rumble......

Rumble......

Thunder, earthquakes, landslides...... The sound of calamity intertwined by nature completely overshadowed the screams of the living and the terrible screams of the ghost cultivators.

Rumble! A pillar of lightning fell from the dark vortex of the dome. There was a click, and countless cracks opened in the ice and snow underneath.

A dazzling silver-white light shot out from the cracks, and soft long hairs seemed to float from it, and a strange fragrance spread, sweet as a clear spring.