The battlefield was chaotic, and the roars of the monsters, the screams of the soldiers, accompanied by the wind in the valley, echoed across the battlefield, and it was extremely sad.

Snowflakes suddenly rose in the sky, and pieces of them were crystal bright, and they fell on the body and changed into water, which was cool and silky. The warm season was full of snow for no reason, and the Mo Cong soldiers were stunned.

"Huh!" Mo Cong was also surprised, looking up at the sky, a faint yellow cloud shrouded in the sky above the jungle, like a huge whirlwind, the edge of the cloud was inlaid with a ring of beautiful gold of the sunset, and he could also see the dark blue sky outside, and the snowflakes fell from the swirling clouds, the scenery was strange and spectacular.

"Is this, Sister Bao here?" Mo Cong secretly thought in his heart, this technique was indeed very similar to Yingbao's "Ice and Snow Dance", but Yingbao's figure was not found in the sky.

Mo Cong watched left and right, those monster soldiers were pressed with a thick layer of snow, they opened their teeth and claws, held big knives, their bodies were stiff, but they still maintained various postures, from the various shapes of the beasts, you can know how tragic this battle was.

Mo Cong's soldiers moved freely, and they could accurately grasp the proportions in such a wide range, which Scarcity would never be able to do, because in the elven land that day, because those elven soldiers were hidden in the trees, so they were protected from the blow of the ice cube, but this time it was completely different. Mo Cong gasped, his scalp was numb, and he looked around in astonishment, those soldiers did move freely, and the poisonous dragon zhi and they were also stunned, and they were walking towards him with their blades. However, with Mo Cong's cultivation, he didn't even feel the existence of any powerful power.

"Is it a dream?" Mo Cong frowned, because everything in front of him was too illusory, who could be so powerful? If you want to do this, you must first spend a lot of spiritual perception to distinguish between friend and foe, and then accurately release spiritual power to strike at the enemy.

"Mo Cong, what's the situation?" Poison Dragon Zhi walked up to Mo Cong's side, holding the "Breaking Wind" sword in his hand, and looked up at the sky and asked puzzledly.

"It's Sister Bao who has arrived!" Shan Ghost Wen carefully observed the clouds in the sky and said calmly.

Ling Xian'er, Zhilan, Peach Demon and Ma Xiaohua also came over, and Ma Xiaohua was followed by the three crooked melon and jujube elves, and I don't know how they were bred.

"It's not like it!" Mo Cong shook his head, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he smiled: "Ha! It should be that the master has arrived, master!" Mo Cong shouted in the sky.

"Which one is your master?"

Mo Cong was slapped on the top of his head, and then he saw a woman flash in front of him, the woman's clothes were white, her body was light, her cheeks seemed to be carved from crystal, shining like moonlight, and her eyes were incomparably clear, like flowing moonlight, and the whole person was elegant and free, so beautiful that it was suffocating. But at this moment, his face was calm, his face was angry, and his eyes were staring at Mo Cong without blinking. Her voice was like a silver bell ringing in the snow and ice.

As soon as he saw this person, Mo Cong's face was stunned, he blinked again and again, a smile appeared on his face little by little, his mouth didn't seem to be very obedient, and he didn't say a word for a long time.

"Do you see clearly? is it your master?" the woman laughed coldly. Her smile made Mo Cong shudder.

Mo Cong shook his head again and again, and finally spit out three words: "Snow Lady!" He never dreamed that the Snow Lady in the Ice Tower would actually come to help.

"Snow Lady?"

Poison Longzhi and the others couldn't see anything, they only saw Mo Cong gesturing in front of the air, his face was blank for a while, grinning for a while, and finally he made a sentence "Snow Lady".

"It's not like Chu Ci wants to get sick!"

"Impossible, don't guess!" Mountain Ghost Wen glanced at Poison Longzhi and asked, "Mo Cong, what did you see?"

"If you dare to reveal half a word, I will make you turn into ice cubes and press them in the tower for 10,000 years"

Mo Cong just wanted to explain, but the Snow Lady blinked with one eye and said with a playful smile. However, Mo Cong had already felt a cool breath entering his body, and he couldn't help but shudder again. The Snow Lady has a particularly strange temperament, her cultivation is unfathomable, and when she just used her spiritual power, Mo Cong didn't notice it, and she entered her body unconsciously, and Mo Cong didn't dare to believe her words. Some flattering smiles: "Ten thousand years, it's too ruthless!"

"Don't believe you?" said the Snow Lady with a raised face.

"Don't try it, hehe!" Mo Cong grinned, spun back into a smile, respectfully hugged the snow lady, and bowed: "Master, thank you for your help." ”

Looking at Mo Cong as serious and bowing respectfully to himself, the Snow Lady covered her red lips with her jade hands, giggled, and when she laughed, Poison Longzhi and the others saw a faint shadow, white as mist.

"Oh my God, is this a soul?" Poison Long Zhi was so startled that he dodged backwards again and again.

"Don't talk nonsense, didn't you listen to Mo Cong? That's a master-level figure. Huangfu Yunsong reprimanded Poison Dragon Zhi, and then bowed to the void shadow, his face extremely respectful: "Master, thank you for your help." ”

Seeing this, the others also bowed and saluted, but the shadows suddenly disappeared, and the clouds in the sky also dispersed.

"This is really a god, come and go without a trace!" Seeing the clouds open and the fog disperse, and the snow lady disappeared, Mo Cong finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Mo Cong, what did that master look like just now?" Poison Dragon Zhi's eyes were full of curiosity, and he lowered his voice mysteriously and asked, "Is it good-looking?"

"Guess?" Mo Cong asked with a smile.

"I guess" Poison Longzhi smiled innocently and said openly: "She can't be a hemp face, so she has no face to see people!"

Hearing this, Mo Cong's face changed suddenly, he hurriedly covered Poison Longzhi's mouth, looked left and right, and said angrily: "You are crazy, the Snow Lady has a very strange temper, beware that you are like those guys, turning into ice." ”

"It won't be that serious!" Poison Dragon Zhi said disapprovingly. But as soon as he finished speaking, he felt a trace of cool air running in his body, and the cold was abnormal, and he felt like he had been frozen into ice. Realizing that the matter was a bit serious, Poison Long Zhi turned his hand around and bowed to the sky, and muttered in his mouth: "Master spare your life, the little one will no longer dare to be disrespectful to you, you are like a fairy, a country and a city, a peerless style, a sinking fish and a goose, a closed moon and a shy flower, and a flower and a moon."

Seeing this, everyone laughed, Mo Cong secretly pursed his lips, the cold aura in Poison Longzhi's body just now was punched in by him, to set an example.

"Alright," Mo Cong grabbed Poison Longzhi's arm, shook his head, and said, "The master won't be as knowledgeable as you." On the hour, the team is ready to go!" Mo Cong stuck his tongue out at the crowd. Wave your hand.

The team had already been assembled, and the battlefield did not need to be cleaned, and the sky was already dark. Poison Longzhi shook his head, feeling that the trace of cold in his body disappeared unconsciously, expecting that he had escaped a catastrophe, and the heart that had just been hanging finally fell to the ground, and he bowed a few more times, but he didn't dare to say more.

The team crossed the mountain beam to reach the gate of the "Dragon City Enchantment". According to the agreement, the army of the Holy Ancestor has also arrived, outside the gate of the barrier, there are countless snowy spaceships floating in the sky, and the warship is full of soldiers, like ants, the bow and stern flags are swaying, and the sails are hoisted high, the scene is magnificent.

The ships descended slowly, the massive hatch rumbling to the ground like a collapsed wall. The soldiers on the warship converged with Mo Cong's soldiers like a tidal wave.

On a golden warship with golden sails and golden light all over her body, the Snowy Saint Ancestor stepped off the warship under the support of a group of soldiers, and she was followed by four ethereal shadows, although they were only shadows, but the figure of that Miao Man was still clearly recognizable.

The Holy Ancestor himself was in command, wearing a white robe, his black hair was like a glittering waterfall, naturally hanging behind him, the two pieces on his shoulders were exquisitely patterned, the workmanship was exquisite, the two shoulder guards like a bird's wings were shining, and he carried a very long sword behind him, just from the handle of the sword that exposed his shoulder, you could see how charming the whole sword was.

Mo Cong didn't know that his master had such a dazzling blade, so he stepped forward and bowed down, but his eyes sneaked over the sword behind the Holy Ancestor.

"Thank you for your hard work!" the Holy Ancestor smiled at Mo Cong, he didn't care about his eyes at all, and admonished: "It's very dangerous in there, be careful, Master may not be able to take care of you." ”

"Well, thank you Master, we will. Mo Cong nodded.

"You lead these soldiers to take cover, and the heavenly guys will be dealt with by us," the Holy Ancestor said, a ray of warmth flashed in his eyes, and his face was calm: "Remember, no matter what happens, you must stay calm." ”

These words seemed to give Mo Cong some kind of hint, Mo Cong's heart seemed to be stabbed by a steel needle, and he looked at the master anxiously, but the Holy Ancestor had already turned away, and the master's delicate and charming back suddenly became extremely tall, and the black flowing hair left a deep impression on Mo Cong, "Master, you must also be more careful!"

"Xian'er, use your lightning to split this gate. The Holy Ancestor pinched Ling Xian'er's shoulders, looked at the girl's shining big eyes, and then looked down at her towering breasts for a moment, continued to pay attention to the pair of slender legs that were revealed from the pink princess's short skirt, raised his eyes and nodded: "Xian'er, good boy, when I go back, I will go back and give you a good gift." ”

"Thank you, Holy Ancestor!"

The Holy Ancestor's eyes were as gentle as a mother's, making Ling Xian'er feel as if there was a warm current in her body, in a sense, the Holy Ancestor was also her teacher, because her high-level magic and the staff in her hand were all given to her by the Holy Ancestor. Ling Xian'er looked at the Holy Ancestor's delicate Danfeng eyes with a pair of big eyes, the two looked at each other for a moment, and the Holy Ancestor nodded:

"Let's do it!"

"Hmm!"

Ling Xian'er bit her red lips tightly, nodded deeply, exchanged glances with the Holy Ancestor again and took two steps forward, raising her eyes to look at the hard cliff not far away, she knew that behind the cliff was the "Dragon City Enchantment", Ling Xian'er took a deep breath, her chest bulged, and slowly raised her arm, her red lips moved-she felt that everyone was holding their breath and paying attention to her, and her success and failure were related to the outcome of the whole operation- The magic stone on the staff flickered strangely, flashing a faint blue light, and then the spirit fairy raised the magic wand high and fell down suddenly.

Her action touched everyone's hearts.