Swish!

Shen Lang swung out a sword, and a giant python with two heads and ice-blue scales fell together, and the headless corpse rolled wildly and struggled, and the giant tail like an iron whip swept and slapped randomly, stirring up the ice and snow to burst and the rubble to roll.

Shen Lang hurriedly released a "vigorous grappling hand", picked up the giant python, and dragged it aside, not letting it smash the two dark epiphanys that grew side by side in the back.

To solve the giant python, the senior sister stepped on the snow, took out the jade box, wooden scissors, and picked the Youtan.

After she picked off the flowers and sealed them, Shen Lang pointed to the body of the giant python and asked with a smile:

"Senior sister, can you eat this python meat?"

"I can't." The senior sister shook her head: "The flesh and blood of this two-headed python contains ice poison, and the warrior eats it, the meridians are silted, the dantian is broken, and it becomes a waste." When the monk eats it, the primordial spirit freezes and shatters, turning into the living dead. ”

Shen Lang shook his head regretfully:

"How do the demon beasts on this Immortal Mist Mountain feel like they are useless waste?"

Senior Sister smiled:

"Legend has it that this Qianli Xianwu Mountain was formed after the death of the ancient god Snow Mountain God and Goddess. The demon beasts in the mountains are the remnants of the goddess of the snow mountain, and they are all ferocious and bloodthirsty, and they are poisonous.

"Even the alien demon beasts, once they have been bred in this mountain for one or two generations, they will be eroded by resentment, and they will be poisoned in the womb, and they will become highly poisonous demon beasts.

"In short, this mountain demon beast, even if it only uses its flesh and blood to refine the poison pill and cultivate poison arts, after a long time of contact with its poisonous aura, it will be poisonous into the brain, gradually lose its rationality, and become a bloodthirsty demon. Shizun said that this may be the resentment of the goddess of the snow mountain. ”

Shen Lang said curiously:

"Is this mountain really the remnants of a god?"

The senior sister smiled:

"I don't know if the legend is true or not. Anyway, even a real person can't really feel the resentment of the gods in the Immortal Mist Mountain. Shizun also flew into the sky, overlooking Xianwu Mountain, but he didn't see any human form.

"However, the master also said that natural gods like the goddess of the Snow Mountain in ancient times were born from the authority of heaven and earth. After his death, his resentment will also be integrated into the laws of heaven and earth, ethereal and elusive. Yipin Zhenren is still a mortal after all, and I am afraid that he is unable to feel the resentment of the gods.

"And the goddess of the snow-capped mountain fell in ancient times, if this mountain is really her remnant, then it may be possible to see that the mountain shape resembles a woman lying on the earth, but after countless years of vicissitudes, the earthquake and the mountain collapse, the mountain shape must have undergone earth-shaking changes, and it is impossible to see the original appearance."

As they spoke, the two of them stepped on the flying boat again, and the senior sister pinched the seal and urged the flying boat to fly towards another snow-covered hillside. The little rabbit lay quietly in Shen Lang's arms, moving its pink nose, carefully sniffing the breath of the faint epiphany.

With the help of the little rabbit, it only took half a day to search for this mountain peak, and a total of sixteen fairy mist were collected.

After a short rest, the two continued their journey to the next snowy peak.

By the time it got dark, the two of them had searched several snow peaks around them and found forty-seven fairy mist flowers.

After sunset, there was another wind and snow, and the monsters were infested more frequently, so for the sake of safety, the two decided to camp and rest, and continue tomorrow.

"There are two days left in the flowering period. In the next two days, as long as you can pick another fifty-three flowers and make up one hundred, it will be considered a bumper harvest! ”

In the freshly dug cave, the senior sister sat cross-legged on the bamboo couch, counted the jade box that had been sealed in the storage bracelet, and the charming fox eyes smiled like a crooked crescent:

"A few years ago, I came to pick with my second junior sister, and the year when I harvested the most, I only picked more than 30 flowers. The harvest of this one-day trip greatly exceeded the previous year. Thanks to Senior Brother Shen and your little rabbit. Here, little rabbit give me a hug. ”

Shen Lang nodded to the little rabbit, and the little rabbit consciously jumped over the screen between the two bamboo couches and jumped into the arms of the senior sister.

The senior sister hugged the little rabbit, kissed it twice, and took out the "Baicaodan" to feed it.

Shen Lang looked at the projection on the screen, and found that the senior sister rubbed the little rabbit on her chest again, and couldn't help but feel envious for a while, and quickly looked away and meditated and pranayama.

The senior sister teased the little rabbit for a while, put it on the pillow, meditated and meditated for a while, and after recovering her energy, she retracted the little rabbit into the quilt, and then habitually untied her clothes, and was about to take off her clothes, but remembered that Shen Lang was on the side, and hesitated slightly, but still took off her coat.

Last night, the two of them were alone in a cave, with beds next to each other, separated only by a thin screen. Shen Lang meditated all night without any movement, and the senior sister who was very abnormal in thinking felt that this was probably because she was not attractive enough, and Shen Lang did not have the urge to continue the bloodline with herself.

She can understand this, too.

Although Shen Lang meets her mate selection criteria everywhere, mate selection is a two-way street.

In nature, young and strong males don't just catch a female and ask for pleasure, right?

There is a goddess who is an ordinary teacher to compare, and the senior sister is a little less confident in her charm.

I always feel that I am inferior to my teacher everywhere.

And a young man like Shen Lang, who has a bright future and is forging ahead, will have a very high standard for choosing a mate.

Maybe he will take Uncle Yan as an example and find a goddess like Shizun.

Merely......

A goddess like Shizun, a huge eastern soil, is also a glass venerable.

The Liuli Venerable is single.

At that time, there were also descendants of the temple who couldn't help getting married, but the Liuli Venerable didn't seem to be from the descendant temple......

"I can't say for sure. The Liuli Venerable set up his own Liuli Zen Temple, and the believers also worship the Liuli Bodhisattva, who is already the ancestor of a faction and has the right to set up their own rules. But...... Senior Brother Shen's current cultivation is still a little worse, and if he wants to ask Venerable Liuli for pleasure, he must at least have a quality of cultivation. ”

The senior sister thought to herself, and before she knew it, she even took off her underwear, turned over comfortably in the quilt, and pressed the little rabbit on her chest.

Sure enough, it's the most comfortable to sleep like this!

The little rabbit was pressed to the chest by the senior sister, and she wanted to pass on her heart to Shen Lang and talk about her own experience.

Thinking of some of the topics that the goblins discuss daily, he still stubbornly suppressed the urge to tell Shen Lang.

What if Shen Lang's heart is moved, what should I do if Senior Sister Drill is in the nest?

Shen Lang was on the bamboo couch next to the senior sister, and the senior sister still took off completely, which was enough to prove how relieved she was to Shen Lang, even if Shen Lang drilled her bed, she probably wouldn't have much resistance.

But women will only affect the speed at which Shen Lang draws his sword, and the little goblins will make Shen Lang stronger and stronger.

As the most loyal, caring, well-behaved and cutest goblin among Shen Lang's little demons, Xiao Rabbit must of course try his best to prevent the main silver from falling into the soul-crushing gentle township and hero mound.

Therefore, don't let the main silver know how big the senior sister's weapon is, and how white, tender and soft it is!

When the little rabbit twirls his little thoughts.

The senior sister turned her head sideways and looked at the projection of Shen Lang on the screen:

"Senior Brother Shen, I'm asleep."

"Well, Senior Sister rest in peace, I'll guard you."

"Wake me up in the middle of the night, you rest, I'll keep vigil."

"No need. I am not only a Dharma cultivator, but also a martial arts practitioner, and my body is strong, and it does not affect me if I don't sleep for a few days and nights. Senior Sister is a pure Taoist monk, and if she doesn't get enough sleep, it will affect her state. ”

"But with my current cultivation, I don't need to sleep all night."

"But maneuvering the flying boat and wading through the wind and snow is also quite physically and energetic. The senior sister's physique is far inferior to mine, so she has a good life and rest. ”

"Alright then......"

The elder sister soon fell into a deep sleep.

Shen Lang continued to meditate and cultivate.

Although his internal strength has been fully cultivated, and he is extremely pure and condensed, he can already condense the true qi seed, but now that Xiao Yue is deducing a new exercise with "ten steps and one kill" as the main backbone, Shen Lang has to wait for the exercise.

Therefore, he is now mainly cultivating the iron cloth shirt, golden bell jar, and vajra incorruptible body on the martial arts side.

With these three horizontal exercises, you can carry internal force, temper your body, and constantly improve your physical strength.

After practicing a round of horizontal kung fu, Shen Lang began to cultivate the idea of contemplation again.

Whenever Shen Lang cultivates his thoughts, the little spider will always come as promised.

But recently, it came over, and it seemed that it just wanted to play and chat with Shen Lang.

Of the ten times, only two or three times would fish away the Dharma Aspect of the Great Sun that he had visualized, and it did not interfere too much with Shen Lang's cultivation.

Of course, the little spider is here tonight.

When Shen Lang visualized the Dharma Phase, as if he had received some kind of signal, a spider silk hung into Shen Lang's sea of consciousness out of thin air, and the little spider descended along the spider silk rope, fell on top of the Dharma Phase, and danced with a bang.

"What's so good about being so happy?"

Click!

"The spider mother was blocked by Black Lotus for more than a month, and she was beaten badly? This is indeed good news. But then again, how can you be stupid and happy every day? Either it's watching Black Lotus and Spider Mother fight, why haven't I seen you cultivate? ”

Click!

"Don't need to cultivate? For every point of weakness of the spider mother, you will naturally become stronger? That's a good thing. Hmm, Black Lotus blocked the door and beat the spider mother, in a short period of time, don't you have to worry about the spider mother getting you in trouble? Black Lotus has helped you so much, and you have the opportunity to thank Big Brother Black Lotus for your reward! ”

Click!

"Blood Sacrifice can quickly improve cultivation? No, blood sacrifices cannot be accepted. You are now my little goblin, a newborn goblin with no karma, and you can't go back to the path of the spider mother. ”

Click......

"Hehe, I'm the light of the righteous path, so it's impossible to be the Star Abyss Demon God, you, don't think about it."

Click......

"The Great Demon King is very majestic, but isn't the 'God King and Immortal Emperor' more majestic than the Great Demon King?"

Cha!

"No, I'm not going to be a fraternity god-king like Zeus......"

Chatting with the little spider for a while, Shen Lang immersed himself in practice, and visualized the Dharma of the Great Day.

The little spider quietly crawled on top of her head and soon fell asleep.

Outside the cave.

Xiao Gu disguised himself as a scattered and broken skeleton and buried it quietly in the snow to keep vigil for Shen Lang and Senior Sister. There were also eight large skeletons next to it, which were also scattered in a heap and buried in the snow.

It is said that when Xiao Gu was promoted to the third realm and obtained the "Tongyu" talent, it also had the ability to command skeletons.

It is not known whether they can command other skeletons, but the skeleton Dao soldiers summoned by Shen Lang, Xiao Gu can command them, and even temporarily give them some abilities similar to it.

For example, dismantling yourself into skull fragments, disguised as broken bones, dissipating all breath, and instantly combining when necessary.

For this ability, Shen Lang was not surprised.

Xiao Gu, who cultivates the "Enma Suppression Prison Skill", will be the Yama Emperor who suppresses the Hell in the future, and all the ghost ghouls should not be under its command?

Nothing happened overnight.

Early the next morning, Shen Lang and Senior Sister washed up, had breakfast, and continued to take the flying boat to the next Qianzhang Snow Mountain.

The snowy peak where the barbarians are located is halfway up the mountain.

In front of the ten-zhang cliff, an altar in the shape of a pyramid had been built one night with neatly cut square stones.

The old man, dressed in animal skin, with pigtails on his head and holding a dove-headed black wooden staff, took out a animal skin sac, stretched out his hand and pointed at the animal skin sac, and a black light erupted from the mouth of the sac, which fell on the altar

When the black light dissipated, the pyramid altar was covered with dense corpses, men, women and children, all dressed as ordinary people from the East, and the number was no less than three or four hundred.

After releasing the corpses, the old man walked slowly up to the altar and walked up the steps to the top of the altar.

As he ascended the stairs, the shadows beneath his feet stretched and unfolded, encompassing the entire pyramid.

Then in the shadows, there were terrible sounds of biting, chewing, and breaking bones.

The dense corpses also quickly melted into the shadows in this burst of sound, and disappeared one after another.

Under the altar, those shirtless barbarians who were two meters tall and extremely strong knelt around the altar, and their eyes were full of awe when they looked at the old man.

At this time, the old man who had already reached the top gave an order to them, and all the barbarians untied the skulls hanging from their waists one after another, and placed those fist-sized skulls in the pre-carved grooves on the altar steps.

Then the old man waved his staff, danced on the top of the altar, and recited an eerie mantra in some obscure and strange language.

As he danced and chanted the incantation, the entire altar began to tremble slightly.

The skulls embedded in the grooves, the eye sockets, the nose holes, and the teeth overflowed with a cold and piercing pale mist.

Wisps of mist joined together and spread out.

Soon, halfway up the mountainside, the cliffs, the altars, and the surrounding open spaces were covered in pale mist.

This pale mist is a kind of formation.

After urging this array, from the outside, everything was normal here, there was no fog, no altars, no barbarians. All you can see is an unremarkable frozen cliff.

You have to get close and into the fog to notice the anomaly.

But this cold and pale mist is not just a trick.

The mist is highly poisonous, which can erode the meridians and acupoints of the warrior, consume the martial artist's skills, and can also interfere with the cultivation and casting of spells.

In the mist, there were also pale yin souls, each of which had the strength to easily kill the Nanren five-rank martial artists.

Many yin spirits rushed up, and the four-rank martial artists also wanted to hate it.

Even if it is a Fa cultivation, it is necessary to have four grades of cultivation in order to protect oneself under the siege of the Yin Spirit.

And all living beings who die in the mist will be transformed into new pale Yin Souls and become part of the formation.

When the formation is arranged.

The corpses of the three or four hundred people on the altar were also swallowed up by the shadow under the old man's feet.

Then, in the shadows, a strange black shadow slowly floated.

The shape of the black shadow resembles a pagoda made of densely packed human heads.

Around the "Human Head Pagoda", dense black silk threads are fluttering, like human hair, and like strange tentacles.

After the shadow of the old man emerged from this "human head pagoda", a pale cold light suddenly bloomed from the top of the tower, shining on the opposite cliff.

Under the pale cold light, a picture slowly emerged from the dark gray cliff wall below the ice.

The picture was very rudimentary, just a mess of white lines, which looked like they had been smeared with chalk, and a tangled messy mass of white hair.

But as the pale and cold light of the "Human Head Pagoda" continued to shine, those messy white lines gradually "came to life" and began to dance slightly, like messy hair blown by the wind.

Seeing that the white lines danced more and more violently, the old man's cheeks were flushed, his eyes were full of excitement and fanaticism, and he trembled his lips and said:

"The door is open! It's going to open...... Quick, all to the altar! As soon as the door opened, we immediately entered! ”

The barbarian men rushed up to the top of the altar, and gathered around the old man, all staring at the white lines dancing more and more fiercely under the ice with excited faces.

At the same time.

Shen Lang and Senior Sister were looking for a faint epiphany on the snow peak next door a few miles away, and they didn't know anything about what was happening on the snow peak here.

Dozens of miles away, a flying boat was also heading towards the snowy mountain where the avalanche occurred yesterday.

Six-headed snow sculptures with wingspans are escorted on both sides of the flying boat. On the back of each snow sculpture, there is a cloth-clothed warrior.

The flying boat resembles a dragon boat, and there are six people standing on it.

Five of them were the purple-clothed people, the four disciples of the White Dragon True Person, and the four flesh and blood puppets.

Next to the purple-clothed man stood a young man in iron armor and carrying a spear.

The young man pointed ahead and said with a smile:

"A little further on, and you'll see the snowy peak. However, it is not known whether yesterday's avalanche was caused by a battle between masters. However, please rest assured, as long as the avalanche is really a master battle, the little nephew will definitely be able to find traces of the master for the master. ”

In Xianwu City, there is a "geodynamic instrument", which can monitor natural disasters such as earthquakes, landslides, avalanches, and mudslides in the Xianwu Mountains.

The purple-clothed man rushed to Immortal Mist City last night and heard that an avalanche had been detected by the ground motion instrument, and suspected that it might be caused by a master's fight. He had no clue about Shen Lang's whereabouts, so he could only act as a dead horse doctor and come to look for the peak where the avalanche occurred, hoping to hit the big luck and find Shen Lang's traces.

And the young man who accompanied him was a young general in Immortal Mist City, named Shi Zhonglong.

His father, Shi Xiao, was a military cultivator in Xianwu City, and he was also born in the Imperial Capital Daoist Academy.

As early as when Shi Xiao was practicing in the Taoist Academy, he had been running under the Bailong Zhenren Sect, claiming to be a disciple of the White Dragon Zhenren, calling the disciple of the Bailong Zhenren a senior brother, and even playing homophonic stalks, giving his son the name of "Zhonglong", which tasted like a sycophant that went straight to the sky.

Shi Zhonglong, according to his father's relationship, wanted to call the man in purple "Fourth Master".

He has no talent for Taoism, so he can only practice martial arts.

His martial arts talent is not bad, through his father's relationship, he also worships a famous teacher, and has the way of a white dragon real person, he does not worry about high-level cultivation resources, and he has all kinds of elixir treasures, and he is only twenty-five years old this year, and he has already achieved four great cultivations.

And the six snow sculpture riders are all scouts of the Immortal Mist City garrison, who are not only the elite of the elite, but also the recidivists of the Yuan Shen who have been banned from confiscating the army.

Xianwu City is the key pass to block the southward movement of the Northern Barbarians, the garrison general is a master of the three grades, and the garrison is also a strong army in a hundred battles. can be a repeat offender and serve as an air cavalry scout in such a strong army, and these six people are naturally not weak.

All of them are four-grade cultivators. Among them, there are four four-product introductory ones, one four-product early stage, and one four-product mid-stage.

Shi Xiao, as a five-grade cultivator, and with the background of Bailong's real person, after a little generalization, he took these six scouts as his henchmen, making them only look forward to Shi Xiao's father and son.

This trip to help the people in purple look for people in the vast mountains, Shi Zhonglong naturally wants to bring out these sharp-eyed snow sculptures to ride in the air.

"If you can successfully find the target this time, I can promise you a 'Dragon Pill'."

The man in purple put his hands behind his back and said lightly:

"If you can't climb the martial arts ladder on your own in the future and advance to the third grade, this 'Dragon Turning Pill' can help you condense a great mystery, so that you have the strength of the third grade entry-level."

"Hualong Pill" is a royal unique elixir, and only the two real people of Qiankun and Bailong have mastered the pill.

Even the ten thousand law real people who are good at alchemy don't know how to refine it.

Shi Zhonglong first thanked him respectfully, and then said a little arrogantly:

"But my nephew is still young, and I want to try to climb the martial arts ladder by myself and condense the mysteries. After all, although the 'Dragon Pill' is mysterious, if you use this pill to condense the mysteries, you will also stop at the entry of the three products for the rest of your life. And the strength is lower than the real three-product entry, and it can only be regarded as a 'pseudo-three-product'. ”

The man in purple bowed his head slightly, and said lightly:

"Yes, ambitious."

As he was talking, a snow sculpture rider who was opening the road in front of him suddenly raised his hand and pointed to the front, and said in a lost voice:

"What's that?"

When everyone followed the prestige, they saw that about twenty or thirty miles ahead, on top of a faintly visible snowy peak, a white light suddenly rushed up.

The white light soared into the sky for more than a thousand feet, suddenly splitting apart, turning into dense and overwhelming white silk threads, spreading out in all directions.

From a distance, this situation looks like the snowy peak in the distance, and suddenly a messy "white hair" has grown, which is dancing in the wind.

But in the eyes of the man in purple, there is another solution to the white silk thread in the sky.

"Spider Silk?"

The purple-clothed man's eyes lit up:

"Is this the Mother Spider Walker's spell? Mother Spider Walker is there! ”

As he spoke, he quickly sealed the seal with both hands, urged the flying boat as fast as he could, and flew towards the snow peak that spouted "spider silk".

"Hurry up!"

The dragon in the stone also gave an order, and the six snow sculpture riders hurriedly urged the snow sculpture to chase after the dragon boat.

In the blink of an eye, he flew out for more than ten miles, getting closer and closer to the snow peak, and Shi Zhonglong, who was staring at the snow peak with his eyes, suddenly said:

"Fourth Master, the situation seems to be a little wrong! Those white lines don't seem to be spider silk, but more like hair! It seems to be ...... Hair made of ice and snow! ”

The man in purple actually noticed that something was wrong, and he wanted to stop the flying boat for a long time.

But what shocked him was that those white silk threads flying all over the sky actually exuded some kind of strange absorbing power, and from a distance of ten or twenty miles, they had already perturbated his flying boat, dragging the flying boat to rush over at a faster speed, and he couldn't stop at all!

At this time, the snow sculpture riders behind him also exclaimed:

"What's going on? How did the snow sculpture suddenly fly so fast? ”

"That's not right! It's impossible for the snow sculptures to fly so fast, it's those white lines, they're sucking us up in the air! ”

"Stop!"

"I can't stop!"

"Do you want to jump?"

"Jump? Those white silk threads are not only absorbing the snow sculptures in the air, we are also captured by the suction! True Qi can't compete at all! Even if you jump off the back of the eagle, you will be sucked through the air! ”

"What kind of monster is that? Ten or twenty miles away, can you still catch us? ”

Shi Zhonglong's expression changed suddenly, and Huo Di turned his head to look at the purple-clothed man:

"Fourth Master, what should I do?"

The man in purple was wearing a bronze mask, and he couldn't see his expression, but there was a hint of nervousness in his eyes.

Because he also felt the extremely powerful attraction.

This attraction has firmly enveloped the dragon boat and the six of them on the dragon boat, and even the space has been blocked, even if it is a "small transfer talisman" refined by a real person, it will not be able to play a role in this situation.

However, the man in purple quickly calmed down and said lightly:

"Don't panic. More than a hundred years ago, after Taizu settled the world, he personally led the masters into the mountains to sweep and kill all the demon beasts above the third grade.

"After that, every twenty years, the imperial court will also mobilize masters to go into the mountains to clear once during the breeding season of demon beasts. Usually, there are often sect masters who go into the mountains to collect medicine, and kill demon beasts by the way. Now in Xianwu Mountain, there are no demon beasts above the third grade, and even the fourth-grade demon beasts are rare.

"Those white silk threads don't have a demon beast qi machine, it's more like some kind of instinctive magic weapon...... Although it is powerful, it is not intended to hurt anyone. Otherwise, with a distance of twenty miles, it would be able to grasp the terrifying suction of us in the air, and it would have been long overdue to start absorbing and devouring our essence blood and primordial spirits! ”

As he spoke, his mind raced, searching for similar cases in his memory.

Soon, he found a classic case:

Twenty years ago, a real relict mansion of the former dynasty was opened, and Sanyu Zhen, who was only a minor repair of the seventh grade at that time, was ingested by the void undercurrent when the relict mansion was opened.

In the end, he inexplicably refined the center of the relics and obtained the treasures of the relics, laying the foundation of the "ten thousand laws and real people".

Thinking of this case, the man in purple was not surprised:

"Arresting people in the air, but there is no intention to hurt people...... This must be a sign of the opening of the Great True Relics of the predecessors! This absorbing power is to absorb the monks to enter and choose the heirs! Ha, my chance has come! ”

Having said that, the man in purple knows very well that a "real human relic mansion" that has just opened must have countless dangers inside.

If you are a little careless, let alone get the inheritance, it is unknown whether even your little life can be saved.

Hurriedly cast a spell at the moment, and first blessed the stone dragon and the six snow sculpture knight groups with a wave of "Wind Shield".

The "Wind Shield" is just a nine-rank defensive spell, with the purple-clothed man cultivating the four grades, and a spell can be used to bless more than ten people.

Of course, the man in purple did not value the lives of the dragon in the stone and the snow sculpture air riders.

It's just an expedition to the relics, and the existence of cannon fodder is necessary.

The trap set by the great real person, even with the cultivation of the man in purple, is not so easy to detect, and there must be cannon fodder in front of him.

With bad intentions, after blessing Shi Zhonglong and the others with a wind shield, the purple-clothed man calmly cast spells and blessed himself with various talisman spells one by one.

It wasn't until the shield was stacked all over his body that the man in purple breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, they were no more than a few miles away from the snowy peak.

It can be clearly seen that the "white hair" in the sky is "growing" from a cliff halfway up the mountain.

In front of the cliff, there is a ruined stone building that looks like an altar.

"Altar?"

The man in purple suddenly tightened in his heart:

"This relic was artificially opened? Someone has already taken the lead? ”

Just when he was angry and annoyed, countless "white hairs" suddenly spread over, and with an overwhelming and unstoppable momentum, they wrapped the dragon boat where the purple-clothed man, Shi Zhonglong and others were, as well as the six snow sculpture air riders, and then quickly retracted and dragged them towards the cliff.

When the dragon boat and snow sculpture wrapped in the "white hair" touched the cliff, the ice-covered and seemingly hard cliff only rippled shallowly.

The purple-clothed man and his party seemed to have submerged into the water, and under the layers of "white hair" packages and drags, they silently sank into the cliff.

When the snow covers the mountain, there are few people in the Xianwu Mountain.

If there was no purple man and his entourage, the snow peak with "white hair" would have only been the old barbarian and his subordinates within a radius of 100 miles.

and, Shen Lang and Senior Sister who picked the faint epiphany flowers on the snow peak next door.

The old barbarian didn't plan to make a big noise, he just wanted to open the door quietly, sneak in quietly with his men, and leave quietly after getting the treasure of the goddess of the snow mountain.

For this reason, he also specially laid out a formation barrier to prevent outsiders from breaking in by mistake.

But the relics of the gods are obviously impossible to be at the mercy of a mortal.

The barbarian old man successfully opened the entrance to the kingdom of the goddess of the Snow Mountain.

Then, the graffiti-like white lines of the naughty children on the cliff turned into countless "white hairs", gushing out, enveloping the old man and the barbarians, and dragging them into their mouths.

With countless "white hairs" erupting outward, directly destroying the altar and formation, and soaring straight into the sky, fluttering in all directions, emitting invisible suction, all the existences that meet a certain "standard" within a radius of dozens of miles are all sucked over and sent to the entrance of the country.

The purple-clothed man and his party were separated by more than ten or twenty miles, and they were all captured by invisible suction, and they couldn't break free, and they were caught and photographed, and Shen Lang and Senior Sister, who were collecting medicine on the snow peak a few miles away next door, were of course arrested without any suspense.

Because the "crisis" flashpoint is a bit far away, and there was a formation to block it before, it was not deliberately aimed at Shen Lang and Senior Sister, and those "white hairs" did not have obvious "hostility and malice", but just a mechanical program that followed the established rules and operated instinctively, so it was not until it was captured by invisible suction that Shen Lang's spiritual warning began to attack.

But it was clearly too late.

Shen Lang only had time to put the little rabbit into the fine pen space, so together with the senior sister, he was entangled by the "white hair" that spread over.

The barbarian old man and his subordinates bore the brunt of the attack, and the first wave was dragged into the mouth.

Shen Lang and Senior Sister were miles away, and the second wave was dragged in.

The group of people in purple was the farthest away, and the third wave entered.

After these three waves, the white hair swayed in the air for half an hour, and there was really no newcomer coming, and it was time limit, and finally slowly dissipated.

Snow Peak has now returned to calm.

Below the cliff, except for the ruined altar, there was nothing unusual to see, only the whining of the wind, echoing between the crags and cliffs.

……

After a brief trance.

Shen Lang came back to his senses and found that he was already in a strange place.

In all directions, there was a gray mist, and with his eyes, he couldn't see ten paces away.

The sky is also gray and misty overhead, and the sky is not visible.

Even the ground was slowly surging with gray mist, and it was necessary to gather your eyes to see the lifeless gray and black dirt beneath your feet.

Shen Lang didn't know where he had been.

The only thing I am glad about is that the senior sister is still by her side.

She grabbed his arm with both hands, her plump chest pressed tightly against his elbows, and half of her body hung on him.

She bit her lip, her pretty face turned white, and her whole body was trembling slightly with nervousness.

Although the situation is beautiful, Shen Lang has no intention of carefully experiencing the warm fragrance of nephrite.

While looking around, he comforted the senior sister:

"Senior sister, don't be afraid, I'm here."

"I, I'm not scared, I'm nervous...... I'm not really scared in my heart, but the body, it, it just doesn't listen to the call! ”

In a hurry, the senior sister didn't care about maintaining her dignity as the "senior sister of the Wanfa Gate", no longer stubborn, and honestly admitted her shortcomings.

Shen Lang was helpless and reminded:

"Senior sister, do you have any spells that can make your body obedient?"

"Huh?"

The senior sister was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered that she really seemed to have a "Bing Xin Technique" that she practiced specifically for this situation.

At that moment, he was about to cast a spell to calm himself down, but as soon as his hands let go of Shen Lang's arms, his legs were weak, and he fell involuntarily on Shen Lang's body.

Shen Lang had no choice but to raise his hand to support her soft and slender waist and said:

"Senior sister, I'll help you, you hurry up and cast a spell."

"Okay, okay!"

The senior sister's hands trembled and pinched the seal, and her voice whispered the incantation.

But after trying for a while, she raised her head to look at Shen Lang, with tears in the fox's eyes, and said with a look of shame:

"My hands are shaking so badly that I can't form a law seal!"

Shen Lang was really speechless now.

Yan Tianying sent a message to him at the time, saying that the senior sister was easy to get nervous during actual combat, and Shen Lang thought that she would just be so nervous that she couldn't judge the situation calmly, and couldn't make the most suitable choice, casting the most appropriate spell, which would overflow firepower, waste spells senselessly, and even cause some collateral damage that shouldn't have happened.

For example, killing the "Bone Bite Demon Bear" with a "Bead Fireball" will result in an avalanche.

Unexpectedly, the senior sister was really nervous, that was called a six-parent who didn't recognize it, and even the spell that needed to be pinched and sealed was completely unable to be cast.

You're a fourth-rank peak cultivator who isn't far from the third grade, hey!

Theoretically, the martial artists of the three grades can only fight evenly in front of you!

Shen Lang was speechless in his heart.

But he also knew that the more this was the case, the more he couldn't create pressure on the senior sister.

At that moment, he took her waist with one hand, caressed her shoulders with the other, and said in a deep magnetic voice:

"Senior sister, do you believe me?"

"Huh?" The senior sister was slightly stunned, and then bowed her head slightly: "Of course I believe you!" ”

Shen Lang stared into her eyes and said with a serious face:

"If you believe me, you should believe that no matter what danger you encounter, I will stand in your way. You will never be harmed in any way until I fall. ”

"Uh......"

Senior Sister half lay down and half leaned in the crook of his strong and powerful arms, looking at his close face, facing his firm and confident gaze, feeling his warm and scorching body temperature, somehow, her own body temperature gradually rose, her cheeks also appeared a slight flush, and her body became even softer, and there was a strange feeling of panic and shortness of breath.

She stuck out the tip of her tongue, moistened her somewhat dry lips, and murmured:

Is this a physical reaction...... No, this is not my plan, I shouldn't have been in heat at this time......"

“？”

Shen Lang was surprised: Senior sister, what are you talking about? Where is this?

"But I don't seem to be nervous anymore......"

The senior sister muttered to herself again, raised her hands, and recited the mantra again.

This time, with her extremely skillful and smooth technique, she quickly formed a magic seal, recited a spell, and blessed her body with an "Ice Heart Technique".

Under the blessing of the five-grade spell Ice Heart Technique, the senior sister's various emotions were withdrawn and she entered an absolutely rational and calm state.

"It's okay, let me go."

Senior Sister said lightly, her voice was cold, completely different from her usual soft and sweet voice.

Shen Lang was slightly stunned and quickly let go of his hands.

The senior sister stood up straight, the flush on her face faded quickly, her body temperature returned to normal, and her aura became even more cold and harsh.

She has a straight posture, standing steadily, wiping two fingers to her eyes, blessing a "Hole True Dharma Eye".

Then he looked around for a while, and said lightly:

"We should have entered a different dimension like the 'Qiankun Secret Realm'."

Shen Lang was puzzled:

"Extradimensional space?"

"Well, we're no longer here. This place is filled with cold ice aura and netherworld aura, and this mist is formed by the fusion of cold ice aura and netherworld aura, which seems harmless, but in fact hides great harm. If you are in the fog for a long time, you will gradually be eroded by the cold ice aura and the netherworld aura, and turn into an ice demon. ”

"Uh, but I didn't feel any discomfort."

The senior sister's eyes opened and closed, and she glanced at Shen Lang:

"That's because you have the horizontal practice method, and you have permanently fixed the 'iron cloth shirt', and the mist can't erode your skin for the time being. In addition, your internal strength is also very pure and condensed, and when you breathe, you can also temporarily resist the erosion of fog. However, if you are in this fog for a long time, your spells and power will be consumed faster than usual. ”

Shen Lang didn't dare to be careless, and hurriedly retrieved himself, and found that his power was indeed consumed a little faster than usual.

But......

As long as he doesn't fight violently, this little extra consumption doesn't seem to be able to catch up with the speed at which his skills will naturally recover?

It should be the credit of the "second-order vitality enhancement".

The second-order vitality enhancement can not only improve his physique in an all-round way, increase his recovery speed from various states, but also have strong resistance to abnormal states and various toxins.

With this strengthening, this bit of fog alone may not be able to help him.

But he didn't show off, only said:

"This is not a good place, so it is better for us to leave as soon as possible. I wonder if Senior Sister can leave this place? ”

Although Shen Lang's strength is not weak, after all, the cultivation time is too short, and his knowledge and experience are still far behind the senior sister.

In the current situation, of course, I have to ask for advice from the senior sister who often gets a real person's ear.

The senior sister was expressionless, and said lightly:

"It is very likely that this place is the widow of a certain senior master. If we want to leave this place, we need to find the center of this place and refine it. ”

"How to find it?"

"I don't know."

“……”

"Hit your luck first. The master said that the reason why I was accepted as my first apprentice was not only because I was talented, but also because I had a noble face and a very heavy life, and I had great fortune and luck. In that case, I bet my luck. ”

As she spoke, the senior sister picked a random direction and walked forward:

"Come with me, senior sister will take you out of here."

Although the tone was cold and indifferent, it didn't seem to be mixed with any emotion, but Shen Lang tasted a hint of care from it.

At that moment, he took out his long sword, accompanied by the senior sister, and walked side by side with her.

As he walked forward, his mind moved, and the small bone holding the hundred-forged Xuaniron sword also appeared in shape.

There is a "nether" aura here, so the small bones that are the future "Hades" should be able to thrive like a fish in water here, right?

[Ask for a monthly pass~! ] 】