Since learning about Teresa's situation, a strong sense of crisis has extinguished all the evil fires in Ye Wentian's heart, and in the face of Monica's delicate body full of extreme temptation, Ye Wentian did not do anything out of the ordinary, but just hugged her out of the pool, of course, physical contact cannot be avoided during the hugging process, which is also a matter of no choice.

In Monica's frightened eyes, Ye Wentian took out two sets of clothes from the ring, dressed them neatly in front of her, and then put another set of clothes on her body.

"Miss Silver Dragon Princess, it's best to forget all the qiē you heard just now, I don't want to kill people! You are a smart person, oh no, smart dragon, you should know how to do it!" Ye Wentian patted Monica's face and took off the 'rope' on her wrist, since this rope can bind the powerful Silver Dragon Princess, it must not be an ordinary thing, it is a pity to throw it away.

Monica stood up her crispy and soft body, looked at Ye Wentian's back and shouted, "If you dare to pass the trial in the seventh district, you will die!"

Of course, Ye Wentian couldn't understand what she was saying.

Riding a wildebeest and continuing to move towards the snow-capped mountain, since this is a snow-capped mountain, the probability of storing a zài ice attribute spirit beast should be very high, and the third element that Ye Wentian is ready to control is the water element, and ice is water.

Walking and walking, Ye Wentian suddenly felt a chill, and couldn't help but wonder in his heart, it stands to reason that with the current physical strength, he will not feel cold above minus thirty degrees, but now he really feels cold, and it is a cold and clammy feeling, like falling into an ice cave for thousands of years, and the air is condensed;

It's a feeling of being targeted by a snake!

Ip Man secretly raised his vigilance, the wildebeest bypassed a forest, the alarm in his heart rose sharply, he shouted, flew up from the wildebeest's back, and grabbed the cedar pine branch next to it.

I saw a bright light streak through, and the wildebeest didn't snort, and a blood mark spread from its head to its tail, and then cracked open, splitting in two, and a large amount of internal organs were scattered, and blood was flying everywhere.

The whole snow turned blood-red.

You know, the reason why the ironclad wildebeest is known as iron armor is because its armor is harder than steel, and it can be directly used to make armor when peeled off.

And now, the ironclad wildebeest has been split in two!

Through the calculation of the vision of the true eye, Ye Wentian keenly captured the bright light that killed the wildebeest, it was actually a black silk thread, so thin that it was almost impossible to see, and the material was very similar to hair.

However, can hair really be so sharp?

As soon as the question in his heart rose, Ye Wentian's face suddenly changed slightly, and he suddenly rushed out of the tree, almost in the next moment, the cedar just now had broken into dozens of sections silently, and the incision was as smooth as a mirror!

There was no time to look back, Ye Wentian clashed in the snow, frequently dodging on the cedars, and every time he just bounced off the trunk, the cedars that landed on his feet would inevitably be silently chopped.

Dodging dozens of attacks in a row, Ye Wentian suddenly stopped, stepped on it fiercely, the snow shook wildly, the snow waves rose into the sky, and his figure also flew up with the snow waves, reversed in the air, and punched out with a volley.

The huge fist force formed a terrifying cyclone, which made nine consecutive explosions in the air, and slammed into a cedar.

Dozens of strands of black hair staggered past his feet, cutting the one in front of him into pieces.

The fierce explosion completely shattered the cedars, and the sawdust combined with the snow waves to blow up the sky into snow powder.

"Who, come out!" Ye Wentian shrank and flicked in the air, shooting towards the broken cedar.

Sawdust snow powder fell, revealing a black skull, yes, a skull.

The strange thing is that the skull is covered with long black hair, and countless black hairs spread out in all directions, and those terrifying hairs that attack Ye Wentian come from here.

Seeing Ye Wentian rushing over, two green ghost fires lit up in the hollow eye sockets of the skull, and the upper and lower jaws clicked and closed, and a charming but thick female voice came out: "Do you see my hair beautiful?"

"Beautiful uncle!" Ye Wentian's face was grim, he scolded loudly, twisted his left fist and threw his fist again, and it was another ferocious drill fist nine explosions.

The furious fist hit the skull accurately, and the skull exploded with a snap, and the black hair was weirdly stirred, and then suddenly spread out and rolled towards Ye Wentian.

The female voice was obviously a little angry: "If you dare to break my beloved collection, then use your head to compensate! Don't worry, I will take good care of your hair! Guaranteed to be smoother and brighter than now!"

The sky was full of curly black hair, and there was a swishing sound around Ye Wentian, forming a black vortex, blocking all retreats.

"Slide your face! You dead slut, come out for me!" Ye Wentian had a feeling of being teased, he was already in a bad mood, and this time he added fuel to the fire, directly detonating the active volcano.

"Ninefold Spiral Kill!" Ye Wentian was in the air, his whole body muscles tensed, and then his left fist was clenched, and a punch was slowly pushed out, this punch seemed to be slow and fast, giving people a strange feeling of wanting to vomit blood, only to see a heavy white ripple spread out from the fist, a total of nine! The nine white ripples were stacked together, just like a rain of Bojorama flowers, beautiful and full of danger.

"How so!" the mysterious female voice looked extremely surprised.

The swirl of black hair that swept through the sky suddenly compressed, trying to grind Ye Wentian into pieces.

Ye Wentian sneered, his left fist suddenly accelerated, and blasted out with infinite power, and nine piercing explosions sounded one after another, all the hairs that stood in front of the fist broke off, and the black hair vortex was instantly opened with a big hole.

The aftermath of the fist continued to rumble forward, and the scattered snowflakes spun like a spiral, and then even the white snow on the ground was sucked up, condensing into a whirlpool storm, shattering everything along the way.

You must know that when ordinary people are accelerated to the speed of sound, their physical bodies will directly collapse because they can't bear the pressure, but after a year of forging, Ye Wentian can actually withstand the terrible pressure of breaking through the sound barrier with his physical body.

Looking at the result of his punch with satisfaction, Ye Wentian rubbed his body and pounced, stood firmly in the snow, his spiritual sense dispersed, and began to search for the traces of the enemy with all his might.

"A mere second-ring spirit master, how can you be so strong! And you are an alchemist, it is impossible to have such a powerful body!" The female voice full of death was fluttering, as if there were thousands of real bodies speaking at the same time, but Ye Wentian knew that it was likely that all of them were fake.

Her true body must be found, otherwise it will be very troublesome, this woman is strong!

It was only at this time that a faint trace of blood appeared on Ye Wentian's cheek, and a drop of blood overflowed along the resolute and angular lines.

After a year of strengthening the eighth-level forging body, he was actually injured under the attack of his hair!