That thing.

Thinking of the famous ancient existence, even though Lao Liao and Lin Luoran both guessed that "Blizzard" was Chiyou, they refused to say it directly, and replaced it with "that thing", as if it would disturb something if its name was broken.

This kind of thing is also evil art in the eyes of cultivators who fight against the heavens and fight for their lives.

Although it is not common for a monk to be reincarnated and reincarnated, there are precedents to follow in the cultivation world. There is only one way to "resurrection", and it makes people uncomfortable to think about.

"Resurrection" is not uncommon, the zombie in Chinese folklore is a mortal buried in a place of evil after death, and the corpse comes back to life and becomes a monster that lives on the blood of livestock and humans.

Of course, there is no shortage of high-level zombies that produce intelligence, but it is never the same as the person who was buried in the earth before.

If the "blizzard" in the temple is really Chiyou...... Lin Luoran didn't mind if the ancient fierce gods were going to be resurrected, but the price of the resurrection of the "blizzard" was to turn Qingqiu into an ice and snow world, and even spread it to the earth, Lin Luoran couldn't sit idly by.

What's more, "Blizzard" still has the meat ticket of the little green fox in his hand, maybe plus a reckless Baojia?

gathered all the thousands of years of empty green in the Qingqiu realm. Every moment she stayed in such a place, the nourishment she received from knowing the sea was obvious, but such a good healing holy place couldn't stay for long. Lin Luoran's feeling at the moment is like seeing a bowl of iced black plum soup on a sweaty dog day, wanting to drink it to quench his thirst, so that he will not die and coincide with the grievance of physiological pain.

"Let's go."

In addition to sighing for bad luck, what else can I do, seeing that Lin Luoran is not afraid, the solemnity on Lao Liao's face has also been lost, and he comforted Lin Luoran: "Actually, the situation is not so bad, if we really want to live, it will not let us go to the belly of the mountain." ”

Lin Luoran nodded, Lao Liao had the same idea as her, just now they were in a panic.

Lin Luoran had already raised his feet and stepped forward, and suddenly took it back, muttering to himself: "Isn't it too wasteful ......?"

What is wasted, of course, this "empty green" mountain! Since it can solidify the soul, it is useful for the white fairy, the fire phoenix, the silver fish, and the wood wolf, and it is a good alchemy material, so there is no reason to waste it.

"Uncle Liao, you said it knew we had arrived, right?"

Lao Liao wanted to deny it with a clear conscience, but he and the "blizzard" had met each other, and it was not easy to escape, with that person's ability, they had already penetrated deep into the mountainside, how could they completely avoid its ears and eyes?

Lin Luoran said to himself, he had already taken out the flying sword, and threw dozens of cubic meters of ten thousand years of empty green into the space.

Phew, if you don't take it for nothing, or you will die in Qingqiu, if you go back alive, these good things will also be made by trading without capital!

Seeing that the space was empty and green was thrown in like no money, all of them had scarlet eyes, and the fire phoenix hissed in his throat, "Good thing, good thing." ”

After getting so many Wanzai Kongqing, Huofeng felt that the future was bright, and his fate had long been associated with Lin Luoran, so he didn't care about hiding it, and conjured up the "Fire Mirror", and saw the piles of Wanzai Kongqing outside the space, Huofeng was already drooling down - hateful its saliva was all small flowing fire, which spontaneously combusted on the ground, burning several medicinal seedlings of Lin Luoran.

Seeing that Lin Luoran was about to get angry, Huo Feng quickly shifted his attention and pointed to a certain direction in the fire mirror.

Lin Luoran followed what it was hoping for, thought for a moment, and his divine sense withdrew from the space.

Seeing Lin Luoran's red eyes, Lao Liao touched the "exorcism talisman" on his neck that did not move, and he was also very dissatisfied with the current situation, it was a fool to be cheap and not profitable, so he took out a miniature version of the copper hoe from his arms, and inlaid a few high-grade spirit stones to Lin Luoran, and the copper hoe was unstoppable under the operation of spiritual power, and the speed was a few points faster than Lin Luoran.

The copper hoe is powered by spirit stones, and the people who use it do not need to cultivate, it seems that someone is tailor-made for Lao Liao. I don't know where his storage space is hidden, and the empty green disappears at the speed of being eaten up by the giant rat.

The two dug for a while, but didn't see anything abnormal, Lin Luoran was bored, and glanced at Lao Liao, both of whom saw the helplessness in each other's eyes.

Is the "blizzard" too cunning, or is it not in the slightest interest in these poached thousands of years of empty green?

It doesn't come out at all.

The enemy was in the dark, and the feeling of being in the light was uncomfortable, and the two of them had to be extremely vigilant and walked up the stone steps of the winding path.

Although she pretended to talk casually and didn't seem to put "blizzard" in her eyes, in fact, except for the exorcism talisman whose effect was not yet clear, Lin Luoran was almost ready for all the killing moves that she could within her ability.

Lao Liao is not too worried, the old monster lives for a long time, and he can be at ease in the dangerous cultivation realm, and it is impossible not to have a life-saving means at the bottom of the box.

The ice peak was towering, and Lin Luoran estimated that he had already reached the halfway point, and the path still didn't know where it would continue.

The Bagage who had entered the tunnel before them was still nowhere to be seen.

Lin Luoran's heart was sad, and his face sank more and more.

"Huh."

Lao Liao suddenly tilted his head and looked sideways, and Lin Luoran couldn't help but stop.

Click. Click. Click.

Is it a rhythmic dripping sound?

She didn't dare to relax in her heart, and her feet had already accelerated with Lao Liao. The sound of dripping water came from the northwest, and when they hurried there, they found a crack coiling like a centipede on the mountain wall, and wet and cold ice water flowed out of the gap, dripping on the ground, causing an empty echo in the belly of the mountain.

Lin Luoran knocked on the mountain wall with his hand, and the sound was dull and unstable...... This indicates that the side of the mountain wall is not solid, and it is likely to be a shaking liquid.

"Have we been walking for so long and still haven't gotten out of the confines of the glacial lake?"

Lao Liao was uncertain, "Won't it?" ”

There is no phantom array in the belly of the mountain, and the two of them are not ordinary people, and the little trick of the ghost hitting the wall can't fool them. The terrain has obviously been rising, and Lin Luoran and the others firmly believe that they are taking a shortcut to the top of the mountain, have they not been out of the range of the glacial lake?

Lin Luoran thought for a while, turned his head and asked Lao Liao: "Do you have something that can be waterproof?" ”

Lao Liao glanced at her, took out a blue pearl the size of a pigeon's egg and held it in his mouth.

Lin Luoran secretly vomited blood, avoiding water droplets, Lao Liao is decisively a big tyrant!

Seeing that Lao Liao was prepared, she summoned a flying sword, and seemed to be ready to slash down with a sword and split this thin mountain wall - when the sword light fell, it suddenly slanted to the right, and a dragonfly that quietly stopped on the mountain wall was killed by Lin Luoran with a sword!

The dragonfly can't die anymore, Lao Liao stuffed his mouth with water-repellent beads, his cheeks drummed, and said vaguely: "No... A little blood, already frozen. ”

How can there be dragonflies in the belly of the mountain, there is no breath of life, it is really easy to hide.

It's a pity, how could she really split the mountain wall and let the lake water pour back? Lin Luoran sneered, she hadn't forgotten the "blizzard" that made the tail of the silver dragon's corpse almost freeze, if she and Lao Liao were surrounded by the inverted lake and instantly blocked by ice and snow, Lin Luoran was not sure that she would be able to escape.

If it weren't for Fire Phoenix's adventurous reminder, she would never have found out that this dragonfly had been guiding them in the right direction.

No, it attracted them, just to confuse Lin Luoran to take the initiative to split the mountain wall?

Even she is acting differently now, leaving a trail to go, let alone that thing......

Lao Liao pinched the dragonfly corpse and crushed it into ice slag pieces, didn't study anything, clapped his hands and was about to spit out the water-avoiding beads in his mouth, Lin Luoran's face suddenly changed greatly, and he took Lao Liao's hand and ran for his life.

Lao Liao almost swallowed the water droplets in a hurry, choking him with tears.

Lin Luoran dragged Lao Liao and flew along the winding path in front of the winding path, but it was only a few tens of zhang away, and the thin mountain wall was overwhelmed by the waves and collapsed.

The turbulent lake water poured in instantly, and the huge momentum made Lin Luoran, who had not yet flown away, stumbling.

The lake rumbled, Lin Luoran ignored the gravel hitting his body, and Lao Liao didn't bother to do it.

As long as they are trapped in the lake, as long as they are stuck in the lake, she and Lao Liao can only make the buried sundae beans in the sundae ice cream!

Damn, where are they looking for a shortcut, it is clear that the "blizzard" is inviting you into the urn.

The only way to escape is to keep running along the winding path.

The speed of the lake backfilling gradually slowed down, and Lin Luoran and Lao Liao were quite embarrassed.

Listening to the sound of the lake clattering and freezing, the two completely cut off their way out.

At the end of the winding path, there was a blinding white light.

That's the reflection of the sun on the snow. Lin Luoran and Lao Liao walked out of the belly of the mountain and had already reached the top of the ice peak.

In front of you is a huge stone building, towering ashramone pillars, excellent lighting half a person high wall, not as exquisite as the palace of ancient China, the architectural style is wide open and closed, rough and atmospheric.

A vast white, wind and snow blocked from the half-human-high stone wall, did not hide the style of the stone hall in the slightest, but made it more and more unattainable.

Such a magnificent stone hall, where is the small temple in the mouths of Lao Liao and lark-if under the altar, it is really an ancient Chiyou, probably only such a place is barely worthy of him.

The temple was silent, the imaginary danger had not happened, and the long silence was enough to make people feel terrified.

Lin Luoran and Lao Liao were on guard, waiting, until a small drop of ice water dripped into Lao Liao's neck, he looked up, and his face full of ravines suddenly tensed-

Above the high dome, white lines like cobwebs are densely covered, and in the white ice cubes, thousands of "ice chrysalis" hang upside down.

Those lifelike faces, a moment ago, everyone was still discussing together how to deal with the "blizzard" on the ice peak.

At this moment, their eyes were closed, and their expressions were serene, tightly sealed by translucent ice, and there was no sign of life.

The messy hair and broken wings are facing the direction of the top of Lin Luoran's head, and it is a lark with a heavy responsibility!

All kinds of demon beast ice chrysalis, crystal clear, silent and peaceful, laughing at Lin Luoran's self-righteousness with obvious facts-

Where is a song of ice and fire.

The flame of hope may have been silently extinguished as early as the "blizzard" woke up.

Lin Luoran was stunned, staring at an ice chrysalis in the distance, as if stimulated by something, and strode forward...... All kinds of ice chrysalis retreated in her retina, and Lin Luoran faintly heard laughter from far and near.

Some are familiar, more unfamiliar.