Yao Zinian's spiritual power spread out, and he sat firmly on the snow lion, his sharp long sword piercing deep into its abdomen, and there was a little blood stained on his stunning face.

After a moment of breathing, Yao Zinian raised his eyes, slowly stood up, pulled out the long sword violently, and his body retreated violently, falling to the treetops not far away.

The snow lion let out a loud roar, and its body struggled in place for a long time, and gradually subsided.

Yao Zinian breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to sit down and rest for a while, but at this moment, the ground shook violently.

The snow lion that was just dying, at this time, the body was full of light, flowing with deep blood.

Yao Zinian held on to the branches, stabilized his figure, his face sank, and looked at the snow lion not far away seriously.

A huge air flow swept in, with a momentum of destruction of everything, extremely sharp, accompanied by a loud sound, vibrating people's eardrums.

Yao Zinian's pupils shrank suddenly, the long sword in his hand was horizontal in front of him, the enchantment was stretched, and the spiritual power was blessed, resisting this violent spiritual power.

The snow lion's body moved, slowly stood up from the ground, shook its tail, and screamed a few times in displeasure.

An even more violent spiritual power struck, Yao Zinian gritted his teeth, his heart was surging with qi and blood, and his spiritual power was a little disordered.

A subtle cracking sound sounded, Yao Zinian's heart was raised, and he raised his eyes suddenly.

But I saw that above the barrier, a thin crack appeared, and it kept shaking.

Looking back at the snow lion not far away, I saw that its whole body exuded a faint halo, its hair was renewed, there was no trace of blood, and even the hideous wound on Fang Cai's abdomen had disappeared.

It was as if the fierce battle just now had not affected the Snow Lion at all, and its spiritual power was even stronger.

Yao Zinian took a breath and clenched the long sword in his hand, and the corners of his bloodstained clothes raised a sharp arc in the wind, bringing bursts of bloody aura.

Snow Lion ······

Yao Zinian calmed slightly, his eyes returned to calm, his face was serious, and he did not panic at all.

On the blade of the sword in his hand, dark red blood snaked down the blade of the sword, dripping on the cyan skirt and blooming into the shape of a flower.

At this moment, the air suddenly froze, and all the sound disappeared, not even the sound of the wind could be heard.

Yao Zinian didn't dare to slack off in the slightest, the long sword in his hand was full of spiritual power, ready to attack at any time.

A huge roar came, and the soles of the snow lion's feet kicked violently on the ground, rushing towards Yao Zinian at an extremely fast speed.

The wind was blowing, and the robe was not calm.

Yao Zinian clenched the long sword in his hand, the sword light was cold, and he was just about to take out the sword, but a more powerful sword light came at this moment.

The air flow brought by the sword shook Yao Zinian's body and shook, cutting off one of the snow lion's feet alive.

The snow lion let out an uncomfortable scream, and its huge body fell to the ground, its severed limbs falling to the side, and blood flowed out incessantly, staining the cold land red.

The black figure fell, the long sword in his hand was cold, and the blood kept falling.

Lin Shu stood aside expressionlessly, took out a pale silk handkerchief, and slowly wiped the sword body, ignoring the snow lion on the ground that was constantly struggling.

A jade-colored formation appeared from under Lin Shu's body, hovering around the Snow Lion, staggered and combined, but in a moment, a complete formation was formed, trapping the Snow Lion in it.

Yao Zinian's eyebrows trembled, and he cautiously looked at Lin Shu not far away, the long sword in his hand tightened, and he secretly breathed, and with a single step on his toes, he fell to the ground.

After straightening his shirt a little, Yao Zinianfang arched his hand at Lin Shu and said softly: "Thank you for this son, for helping." ”

Lin Shu bowed slightly to Yao Zinian, didn't say much, just turned sideways and stood respectfully.

Following Lin Shu's line of sight, Yao Zinian saw a white figure, walking towards him.

Su Yunran brushed her sleeves, a white hairband was tied on the half-pulled green silk, and the crystal earrings lined her small earlobes were more transparent, and on top of the white clothes, it seemed to be scattered with cold mountain dew, with a faint chill.

After seeing the person clearly, Yao Zinian couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, with a puzzled face: "Miss Su Qi? ”

Su Yunran bowed slightly, and said with a smile: "Miss Yao, be polite." ”

As he spoke, Su Yunran turned around, ignoring Yao Zinian's face full of doubts, and only calmly looked at the snow lion trapped in the formation not far away, and his thick eyelashes curled up gently.

"The Snow Lion and the Snow Flower are the same thing, and if the Snow Lion's Ice Heart is not taken out, the Snow Lion will not die."

"However, the Heart of the Ice Spirit is usually silent in the body of the Snow Lion, and it does not usually appear, and only constantly provides life force for the Snow Lion."

"When the Snow Spirit Flower opens, the Ice Spirit Heart in the Snow Lion will awaken."

"If you don't take the Heart of Ice Spirit away at this time, the spirit of Snow Spirit Flower will also recreate a Heart of Ice Spirit for Snow Lion."

Speaking of this, Su Yunran looked back suddenly, looked at Yao Zinian, and said softly: "If Yunran guessed correctly, Miss Yao came here for the heart of the ice spirit." ”

Yao Zinian nodded, looked at Su Yunran carefully with a pair of perceptive eyes, and asked suspiciously, "What about Miss Seven?" ”

"Me?"

Su Yunran chuckled, casually looking at the embroidery on the sleeves, his eyebrows rolling, "I went to the medicine garden to check today, and I happened to pass by here and ran into Xueluo flowers." ”

"Yun Ran is a healer, and he is very interested in the elixir that Xue Luo Hua cherishes."

Yao Zinian was at ease, and said softly: "So, Miss Seven is for that snow flower?" ”

Su Yunran raised his eyes, his eyebrows and eyes were picturesque, his delicate face smiled lightly, his thin lips opened slightly, and he gently spit out a word: "Yes." ”

"It's hard to deal with co-creatures like the Snow Flower and the Snow Lion."

Yao Zinian turned his gaze to the snow lion that was trapped not far away, his body gradually relaxed, and his long sword supported the ground.

"I've been here for days, and the snow flower is still the same."

"If you want to wait for it to open naturally, I don't know when."

Su Yun dyed his sleeves, hid his face and chuckled, tilted his head, and his brisk voice showed a little playfulness and pleasure.

"Snow flowers bloom naturally, once in a thousand years, it is difficult to wait."

"However, it is not impossible."

Hearing this, Yao Zinian's eyes flashed, and he tilted his head suddenly, looking at Su Yunran's gaze with a little more excitement.

"Miss Seven, is there a way to make it open?"

Su Yunran was silent, only smiled and nodded.

Yao Zinian pursed her lips, and her heart was shocked.

The Snow Flower is not an ordinary flower, it is born in the blue lake, coexists with the Snow Lion, and is pregnant with extremely pure spiritual power between heaven and earth, which cannot be catalyzed by ordinary spiritual power.

If you forcibly rely on spiritual power to catalyze, you will only be counterattacked, and the consequences will be extremely serious.

Is there any other way for this Seventh Miss?

"Miss Yao."

The clear voice as jade pulled back Yao Zinian's thoughts, with a dripping and clear vapor. , you are lonely, the young lady warms you with a movie