"Solve the current guy first, and I'll explain it to you well." The one from the Mud Pill Palace said slowly.

Lin Feng's spirit shook suddenly, and an icy cold current poured out from him.

The Ice Owl Dragon absorbed the cold power from Fang Qingyu's body and became even more powerful than before. What's more, it is more obedient to Lin Feng.

It roared, flapping its wings.

Call!

Gust after wind continued to roll towards Fang Qingyu.

Suddenly, the southeast peak of autumn actually snowed with goose feathers, like a wax moon in the middle of winter.

Everyone was stunned and couldn't believe what they were seeing.

"Could it be that Senior Brother Lin is playing tricks?" They couldn't help but think.

The orange streamer contained a huge amount of cold power, directly blowing Fang Qingyu over a few times in succession, and finally rolled down under a tree.

He got up, shook off the heavy snow, and laughed instead of being angry.

"Good, good, hahaha!"

Fang Qingyu was more surprised than anyone else, but he was also happier than anyone else. He looked at Lin Feng, and his face changed in horror.

The green tendons burst out, and the eyeballs almost protruded from the eye sockets. Half of it is normal and half of it is rotting, and it is terrifying.

The aura on his body also changed, and an ice mist spread from behind him, and the entire mountain cliff suddenly fell into a gloomy mist, and it was extremely cold.

No one could see what was going on inside, only that it suddenly felt like they were in a cold hell, eerie.

Lin Feng shook his head lightly: "It's a pity." ”

"It's a pity?" Fang Qingyu's voice was sometimes thick and thin, sometimes fierce and sometimes feminine, "Hehe, what do you know?" ”

He spread his hands and looked up at the heavens and the earth.

The clear streamer, in the wind and snow, becomes more dense and powerful.

The revival of the martial spirit brought a great boost to Lin Feng's strength, especially the power of the Ice Owl Dragon's great cold.

However, Lin Feng didn't expect that this icy cold power would actually help the abuse.

Whew, whew, whew!

Fang Qingyu's figure appeared in three places almost at the same time, and in the blink of an eye, he came to Lin Feng again, and the cold fan in his hand became twice as large.

"Idiot, don't you know that I practice the Dark Ice Occult Technique? The colder the place, the more powerful I am! Hahaha! Fang Qingyu raised his head and laughed, "It's okay, since you help me, I will also let you die clearly." ”

Under the fan, the snow was like a fine ice blade, nailed to Lin Feng's face one by one. Tiny wounds appeared, on his face, neck, and the back of his hands.

Lin Feng was silent.

"You have the strength I need in your body. The Demon Dao, yes, is the power of the Demon Dao. The Six Spirits of the Demon Dao, I found one, and you also have one. If I take yours, my strength will be stronger. ”

The howling wind made his words only audible to Lin Feng.

Fang Qingyu's words made Lin Feng think, and many things that he couldn't figure out before seemed to have been figured out.

The Six Spirits of the Demon Dao, this is not the first time he has heard of it. When looking for Ah Wu before, Boss Mo once gave him the information that mentioned the Six Spirits of the Demon Dao.

From what he had seen when he met Ah Wu last time, Lin Feng concluded that Ah Wu was in a huge trouble and crisis.

That's right, he must solve the immediate troubles before he can continue to search for Awu. What's more, the master is still in his hands.

Thinking of this, Lin Feng's heart erupted with infinite battle intent.

His blood began to boil, and the cold temperature did not have a deeper, worse effect on him.

Bang, bang, bang!

Inside Lin Feng's dantian, the spiritual power shook again and again, and the majestic and mighty cold power covered his body, forming an orange mist.

The fog was mixed with ice and snow, and suddenly the top of the mountain could not be seen. Many people have frozen like ice sculptures because of the cold.

Even the existence of the level of the five elders was also cold and shivering.

"These two people, how can they ......" he felt a little scared.

The back waves of the river pushed the front waves, and he had a strong sense of crisis.

The other elders didn't have a sense of crisis, but at the same time, they faintly felt a sense of pride in their hearts. After all, Lin Feng is a disciple of the Kongyang Sect.

A disciple who has been a newcomer for less than a year can be comparable to the geniuses of the three major immortal sects, and this matter will become a strange story.

The orange fog and wind and snow obscured Fang Qingyu's vision.

In the blur, he lost his sense of Lin Feng, and only the whistling wind accompanied him.

"Damn, where did you hide? Come out, come out and let me kill you! Fang Qingyu roared.

He fanned the fan in his hand frantically, and the wind rolled up a thousand piles of snow, leaving piles of ice and snow everywhere on the summit that had been cut off three feet.

The strong force crushed almost all the stones and trees on the top of the mountain, forcing others to retreat again and again, and they had already retreated to the mountain trail ramp.

However, no matter what method Fang Qingyu used, he could never find Lin Feng's location. Occasionally, you can catch a hint of breath, but it disappears in an instant.

Fang Qingyu was angry and couldn't stop roaring.

"Lin Feng, where did you hide? Come out, you coward! He roared.

"Fang Qingyu, you made a mistake." Lin Feng's voice suddenly came, from directly above him, "I'm not a coward, and besides, you can't kill me!" ”

Swish!

An icy and piercing force, attached to a white spike, stabbed fiercely at Fang Qingyu Tianlinggai.

The sharp sense of oppression, the incomparable murderous aura, made Fang Qingyu tremble suddenly.

It's terrifying, it's a terrifying power that is created by the combination of murderous aura and great strength.

Fang Qingyu retreated sharply. At the same time, one palm is flipped up, and it is pushed upwards sharply.

Rumble!

The huge palm wind pushed back, and his whole body fell into the rock, and he disappeared.

Lin Feng was in mid-air, and the starlight wings emitted dazzling brilliance, gently slapping behind him.

His eyes were like lightning, and he searched carefully.

The divine consciousness spreads out, and never lets go of an inch of the mountain.

However, Fang Qingyu seemed to have evaporated from the world, and there was no trace of him.

Even his breath, Lin Feng couldn't feel it.

He frowned: "What's the matter?" ”

After thinking for a moment, his eyes lit up. At the same time, the one from the Mud Pill Palace said, "Little guy, you ......"

"I see, he's there!" Lin Feng was like an eagle fighting a rabbit, and swooped towards the ground.

The top of the mountain was drilled out of a deep pit the size of a person by Fang Qingyu, and it was black and dark and filled with cold mist, and it was not real to see inside.

The thrust on Lin Feng's fist stabbed at the moment he touched the deep pit.

It seemed that he concluded that Fang Qingyu was hiding in this pit.

But just as he was about to poke half of his body into it, suddenly a shadow rushed out of the cold mist next to him, and a palm blasted out.

The powerful spiritual power was mixed with the palm wind, and the palm shadow was diffuse, hitting Lin Feng's legs.

"A fool is a fool! Lin Feng, go die! Fang Qingyu's face was hideous.

Airplanes!

Suddenly, a faint sharp sound came from his ears, and he only felt a buzzing in his ears, followed by a huge pain in half of his face, as if ten thousand needles had pierced his ears and cheeks.

(End of chapter)