From a distance, it was just a thick layer of snow, but when they got closer, they realized that the ice frozen by this snow could be said to be no less than a high-level defense magic weapon, and the important thing was that this solid ice stretched for seven hundred miles, which meant that they had to break the ice of these seven hundred miles little by little.

It's not that you can't fly over from above, but this West Valley has a characteristic, that is, the mountains here are gourd-shaped, wide at the bottom and narrow at the top, and only one person wide at the top.

It is impossible for Liu Xiaolan to risk letting everyone do this, because although this road is dangerous and unguarded by the demon clan, it will definitely send people to set up spies outside the valley, and with the strange race of the demon clan, it is not difficult to hide from the monks. Although this ambush is also expected by the other party, who grasps the opportunity is equally important.

Therefore, they must choose to quietly drill through this solid ice, and then they can bypass the mountains of seven hundred miles as quickly as possible, and set up an ambush there before the Chinese army troops reach the first battlefield of the Ten Thousand Butterfly Valley, at that time, even if the news is detected by the demon clan, it will no longer matter. The success or failure of this strategy is crucial to the first battle between the two armies. And this important task is in the hands of Liu Xiaolan, which is also very important to her.

Mo Xiaoxiao's most advantageous weapon in her hand now is still a sword, which was specially given to her by the head of the family a few days ago, and it is a rare high-grade spiritual treasure. Mo Xiaoxiao liked it very much, because he was used to the Rain Transformation Qingfeng Sword in the past, so he still called it the Rain Transformation Qingfeng Sword.

The other vanguard teammates also took out their own magic weapons, a team of 300 people. Divided into three teams, a team of a hundred people, standing side by side in the middle of the valley, just overall.

Mo Xiaoxiao was in the first team. At the sound of an order, the Rain Transformation Qingfeng Sword in her hand was raised suddenly, and her body flew sideways like a fish, quickly burrowing into the solid ice, and spun rapidly. The ice is hard, but it's dead. Unable to withstand the sharp swords and knives of the monks, all of a sudden, the ice flew, and a group of people drilled forward like earthworms drilling through the earth.

The second team was behind, and the first team moved in a breath, piercing the gaps between the holes and shattering them. Because this step is even more physically demanding than the first team, the next two teams take turns.

Mo Xiao's body rotated rapidly, and the whole person was like a clockwork drill. Walk freely through the white, almost transparent ice.

Behind them, the army followed closely.

The speed of 700 miles is comparable to that of a monk, even if it is a slow flight, it is only two hours of effort. But with the ice blocking, the speed is naturally different, although it is dark. But the monks can communicate with heaven and earth, and naturally they can sense the passage of time. It took them five hours, and they had only just advanced more than five hundred miles, and now it was only an hour before the appointed time.

Through this canyon, they had to walk more than 200 miles before they could reach the agreed place.

Mo Xiaoxiao didn't think much about the way ahead, but Liu Xiaolan in the Chinese army couldn't frown.

In order to speed up the progress, Liu Xiaolan once again picked out a team and replaced the pioneer team members who had slowed down significantly due to physical fatigue. But even this does not solve the urgent need.

In order to conceal it, they can't make too much movement, otherwise they will bleed heavily, and a spirit treasure-level magic weapon will explode here. It is about 300 miles of road that can be broken directly.

But in that case, it is equivalent to telling the other party clearly, we are here, you can do it.

Liu Xiaolan glanced at the figure in the ice and snow flying in front of her, and her brows became tighter and tighter. Finally, she got up and flew to the front of the line, standing still without saying a word.

Mo Xiaoxiao's arms were a little sore, but she could feel that the meridians in her body were getting wider and wider, which showed that this kind of extreme physical activity was a very great exercise for her physique. However, although she claims to be a cultivator, her physical strength still has a limit, and the continuous consumption for several hours makes her a little unbearable.

Suddenly, a gentle female voice suddenly came from Mo Xiaoxiao's sea of knowledge, "Mo Daoyou, if you are tired, you can take a rest." ”

Mo Xiaoxiao was quickly passed by the person next to him.

Listening to the voice, it should be Liu Xiaolan. Did she recognize herself as from the Red South Realm?

Liu Xiaolan's voice seemed very relaxed, "Mo Daoyou's talent is not under me, but it's a pity that Daoyou is indifferent and doesn't want to fight, so it's like this today." ”

Mo Xiaoxiao is inexplicable, what about today? Does it mean that today she is the commander of an army, and she is just a creep on the road? She didn't care about herself, she thought so inexplicably. Therefore, although Mo Xiaoxiao's answer was always cold, it also brought some sharpness: "I am voluntarily what I do today, and I believe that Liu Daoyou is the same." ”

Liu Xiaolan's smile was still wide, but there was a chill in her eyes: "Even so, at the moment of the great enemy, Mo Daoyou is blindly hiding it, and it is too much of a pity for my monk." ”

Mo Xiaoxiao couldn't help laughing, but there was nothing to say. If she honestly said that she wanted to help her, it would be okay, and use some righteous and awe-inspiring excuses to treat her as a child?

Liu Xiaolan's eyebrows were furrowed, and her divine sense had been locking on Mo Xiao's movements, wanting to probe her reaction.

Mo Xiaoxiao naturally felt the glance of her divine sense, and couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable.

Liu Xiaolan immediately noticed it, and said sincerely: "It's reckless, but this army of 6,000 monks, I only respect Daoyou, if Daoyou doesn't help me, Xiaolan really has nothing to do." ”

Mo Xiaoxiao raised her eyebrows, this Liu Xiaolan's style of speaking was especially like a friend of hers in the past, and when she wanted to use someone, she was very desperate to say good things about this person.

However, with her temperament, since she has taken over the responsibility of leading the leader, she must want to perform well, and hearing that the two disciples of Fanghua Zhenren are fighting in secret, Liu Xiaolan definitely doesn't want to leave a handle. And although today's matter has unexpected factors due to the climate, if it is not done well, Liu Xiaolan will transfer her resentment to herself, I am afraid it will also be a trouble.

It's just for the sake of the original fate, just help her again.

"Daoyou has said so much, is there any use for it?"

Liu Xiaolan's eyes lit up, and she said in surprise: "Exactly, at the moment of the great enemy, the opportunity is fleeting, but this solid ice cannot be broken for a long time, I am afraid that it will be a mistake." ”

Mo Xiaoxiao stopped and looked at her.

Liu Xiaolan flew up and landed beside Mo Xiaoxiao in the eyes of everyone. Two women and one green clothes into the distant mountains faintly, a white skirt like a fairy of the nine heavens, in terms of appearance, Mo Xiaoxiao is beautiful, Liu Xiaolan is full of immortality, so it immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Liu Xiaolan said with a smile: "It's not a secret, my little sister is not talented, I only think of a plan to get out, but this plan requires my sister to give me a hand." ”

Mo Xiaoxiao was suddenly a little depressed, when she was eight years old, Liu Xiaolan was nearly thirteen or fourteen years old, but now she calls herself sister, although she intends to befriend, but it also makes Mo Xiaoxiao a little depressed.

"Sister?" Seeing Mo Xiaoxiao's reply, Liu Xiaolan could only ask. Now a moment and a half are extremely precious, even if she has a plan, it is only seven layers of certainty, seeing that Mo Xiaoxiao does not reply, she is somewhat anxious.

Mo Xiaoxiao smiled and said, "In this case, fellow Daoists, please speak." ”

Liu Xiaolan smiled at the corner of her eyes, her smile was very sincere, even if Mo Xiaoxiao was deliberately alienated, she didn't care at all. She came over and said to Mo Xiaoxiao like this.

Mo Xiaoxiao nodded secretly, no matter what, Liu Xiaolan is still a sensitive and intelligent person, this idea is very smart, if it were her, she would not be able to come up with a better one.

Liu Xiaolan ordered everyone to stop, and she flew up at the same time as Mo Xiaoxiao, Liu Xiaolan in front and Mo Xiaoxiao behind.

Liu Xiaolan held Suqin in her hand, her fingers flicked suddenly, and an extremely sharp aura blade broke through the air and burrowed into the solid ice.

Mo Xiaoxiao smiled and said, "It's so accurate." "Not a single point off, not a point shallow, just cut a crack in the ice.

Liu Xiaolan smiled very lightly, but she was obviously very satisfied with her craftsmanship, so she smiled: "It's up to my sister next, sister has to be fast, otherwise the ice will soon freeze again." ”

Mo Xiaoxiao nodded, stretched out his hand and shot out a faint blue flame, the flame touched the same cold ice, naturally he was very excited, and quickly drilled into the thin gap. This Netherfire, because she didn't want to rely too much on strong external forces, she used it less. And her unique magical powers were known to Liu Xiaolan very well, and Mo Xiaoxiao couldn't help but be secretly vigilant in her heart. Fortunately, she just thought that she had a fire spirit root, so she subdued some kind of divine fire, and she would never guess that she had swallowed fire and refined it into a divine power.

Although the Nether Fire claims to burn everything, it is also relative. The solid ice here is attached to the demon magic, and the netherworld fire alone may be able to burn a piece into ashes, but it can't completely burn the ice of the comparable high-grade magic weapon in the entire valley for more than 200 miles by exhausting her whole body's spiritual energy.

The western valley twists and turns, wide and narrow, and the mountains come from both sides together, so that they cannot push away the ice with brute force. However, Liu Xiaolan thought of a clever way, she opened the way in front and cut the ice into blocks more than two zhang long, and Mo Xiaoxiao filled in the nether fire in the back. The Netherfire quickly drilled into the gap, and when it encountered the ice of the same sex, it would naturally cling to it, and at the same time, because the Netherfire was superior, it didn't take long for a gap of three fingers wide to be burned between the many solid ices.

The snowflakes are non-stop, the air is cold, and the sick ice will naturally freeze again soon, therefore, Liu Xiaolan has already ordered a group of monks who are good at whipping locks and other magic weapons to follow behind, and when they see the ice melting, they will roll it with a long whip and throw it behind.