In the third floor of Haotian Tower.

In the midst of the wind and snow, it is an endless snowfield.

Different from the ice fields in the Ten Punishments Land of the Medicine King Valley, the ice fields in this Haotian Tower have vegetation, mountains, and rivers, as if a primeval area has been frozen by ice and snow.

Feng Qing lowered her head and looked at her last pair of shoes, a little depressed.

In her Qiankun ring, she also prepared an extra pair of shoes, fortunately a pair of small boots, which were slightly more cold-resistant than the previous boots. However, seeing that these shoes must not last long on this snowfield, Feng Qing had a headache. ぷ小@説首發.ΘmΘm

Could it be that she wants to make a pair of shoes with fox fur by herself next?

"It's only three floors, and the environment is so bad, and the four floors are okay."

Feng Qing wrapped the fox fur on her body tightly and rubbed her hands.

The cloak that was on the second floor before, as soon as he entered the third floor, Feng Qing was replaced by a thick fox fur, and his entire little face was covered by a fox fur hat, and when he spoke, he exhaled a thick white gas.

Feng Qing had seen the coldness of the Ice Plain of the Land of Ten Punishments, but he also felt that the coldness of the third layer of the Haotian Tower was too much.

The wind and snow that these cold qi turned into were blown on the body, just like a needle bayonet scraping, and the cold qi that entered the body was still drilled into the body, which was simply inhuman torture. The ice field in the Land of Ten Punishments is nothing compared to this side.

In this environment, even if she is in the realm of immortals, she is more cold-resistant than ordinary spiritual cultivators, and she can't resist it.

Fortunately, the medicine bag on her body somewhat isolated some of the cold qi, otherwise it would have been a lot of spiritual power to resist these wind and snow.

Feng Qing turned his head to look at Song Shi, who had already set up the spirit array, was kneeling cross-legged on the snow, and was recovering with his back against the boulder, and took another breath of hot air into his hand.

"Fortunately, Ah Xu and Nangong Liuli didn't come in, these three layers, not the spirit immortals, I'm afraid they won't be able to bear it when they come in. It's one thing to be experienced, and it's worth the loss to be eroded by these cold qi. ”

Feng Qing really couldn't warm his hands, so he leaned on Qin Mufeng, who was standing on the side, grabbed Qin Mufeng's hand and began to rub the heat.

"Seventh Master, isn't it the Spirit King Realm, you can skip eating, and you won't be afraid of the hot and cold environment?"

"Yes."

Seeing that Feng Qing was about to shrink himself into a ball, Qin Mufeng secretly laughed, turned his hand and grabbed Feng Qing's hand tightly, and the heat in his hand was endlessly transmitted to Feng Qing. Feng Qing was so comfortable by the warm temperature that she was thrilled before she showed a flattering smile at Qin Mufeng.

"Then I'm sure I'll catch up with you sooner. I won't be afraid of these damn snowstorms in the future. ”

During this time, the relationship between the two heated up, and Feng Qing became more and more coquettish towards Qin Mufeng.

But she didn't feel this herself.

Qin Mufeng felt that Feng Qing's change was very good, and he warmed his hands with light and spiritual power, and said deliberately.

"Didn't you tell me not to interfere? Doesn't warm your hands count? ”

"Hand warming is a small detail of normal men and women's interactions, where can it be regarded as meddling in my experience." Feng Qing said deliberately: "I just hunted the Five-Rank Snow Wolf King and didn't let the Seventh Master make a move." ”

Feng Qing refused to accept that she was stingy with the spiritual power in her body, and refused to use the fire spiritual power to maintain her body temperature, so she deliberately rubbed Qin Mufeng's heat.

Qin Mufeng was still dressed in a white shirt and covered with a black cloak, and in this snowy snowfield, it was simply a provocative existence.

If it weren't for Song Shi on the side, it is estimated that Feng Qing would be able to directly drill into Qin Mufeng's arms.

Feng Qing looked at Mu Muxi, who was fighting with a six-rank snow leopard in the distance.

This snow leopard has been dormant around them for several days, and it is also these days that Mu Muxi has nothing to do and goes to fight this snow leopard.

Of course, although Mu Muxi's martial arts cultivation realm is amazing, comparable to a six-rank soul beast, after all, he has suffered a loss of not being able to use spiritual power, and he is defeated by the snow leopard every time.

Mu Muxi is also a little stubborn in his personality.

If you lose, you will withdraw.

After recovering, continue to fight with this snow leopard.

If you don't win this snow leopard, you won't continue to move forward.

Feng Qing saw that Mu Muxi was on the same page as this snow leopard, and she didn't urge or help, although she found other soul beasts to hunt by herself, the most killed was the fifth-grade soul beast.

The hunting value of entering the third layer is 15 per person, and after Feng Qing is deducted from the fifteen hunting value, there are still two hundred and thirty-one in the palm of his left hand.

She had a feeling of herself, and it wouldn't be long before she would break through again.

Thinking of this, she couldn't stop being satisfied.

Although the environment in this place is really bad, the result is still very gratifying.

Feng Qing was watching Mu Muxi and the snow leopard fight in the distance, when he suddenly saw a trace of cyan spiritual power flashing on Mu Muxi's body, he immediately stood up straight and pulled his hand out of Qin Mufeng's hand.

"Seventh Master, look at Mu Muxi's body!"

Qin Mufeng raised his eyes and looked.

Mu Muxi and the Liupint Thorn Emperor Snow Leopard were about a kilometer away.

The softness of Mu Muxi's body is amazing, and when she fights, she can be seen stepping on the snow leopard on her feet, and then she soars into the air, throwing her thick twisted braid to the ground and almost flying.

According to the trajectory of Mu Muxi's body in the air, the next step should be to land on the back of the snow leopard and fight hand-to-hand. Who knew that at this time, a cyan spiritual power brilliance appeared on Mu Muxi's body out of thin air, and Mu Muxi's movements were stagnant in the air, and the trajectory of the whole person falling was deflected.

In just a moment's notice, the Thorn Emperor Snow Leopard reacted, raised its head and opened its mouth towards Mu Muxi to bite down.

Feng Qing frowned.

"Seventh Master! Save her! ”

As soon as Feng Qing's words were finished, thousands of kilometers away, under the trajectory of Mu Muxi's body falling, a spatial crack suddenly appeared out of thin air.

With a "whoosh", Mu Muxi was directly swallowed by the spatial crack.

In front of the two of them, about ten meters away, the black and white spiritual power formed a straight line, and the spatial crack was directly torn out.

Mu Muxi's body rolled out of the spatial crack.

Feng Qing hurriedly stepped forward to help Mu Muxi.

"How's it going? Are there any injuries? ”

Mu Muxi patted the snow on her body while standing up with Feng Qing's arm, and after shaking her head, she frowned, stretched out her right thumb and touched the green gem on her own forehead.

Feng Qing looked back at the snow leopard in the distance.

The snow leopard did not bite Mu Muxi as scheduled, but was stunned by the fact that Mu Muxi disappeared out of thin air, and looked left and right vigilantly, and finally glanced in the direction of Feng Qing and the others, turned around and disappeared.

Feng Qing could see clearly, the Thorn Emperor Snow Leopard's glance was clearly looking at Qin Mufeng.

And there was a lot of jealousy in his eyes.

Thinking that it was Qin Mufeng's hand, the Thorn Emperor Snow Leopard saw the difference in strength.

Feng Qing didn't look at where the snow leopard would go after it disappeared, and turned her head to look at Mu Muxi just touching her forehead and not moving, with some worry in her eyes.

If she was not mistaken, the cyan spiritual power brilliance that suddenly appeared was clearly a wood-based spiritual power.

Mu Muxi, who couldn't use spiritual power, suddenly had a wood-based spiritual power on his body.......

Could it be that there is something wrong with the Wood Spirit Breath on her body? showbyjs('Empress Shennong');;;