Don't look at the quality of this flying sword in Xiao Chuan's hand is not very high, it still belongs to the ranks of inferior magic weapons, but it is the natal magic weapon of a famous sword cultivator, it has been nourished by the Jindan monk Dantian for thousands of years, and it has been killing and drinking blood all day long, and it has become extremely sharp, and a few days ago, Xiao Chuan used it to effortlessly cut off the head of a hexagonal rhinoceros tortoise in the late stage of Jindan.

But today, this flying sword couldn't help the small blue ice crystal in front of him at all, which also made Xiao Chuan a little secretly surprised, and couldn't help but be impressed by these three long-winded snowbirds on weekdays, but he didn't expect their snow-white beaks to be sharper than the magic weapon of the flying sword.

Because of the restraint of the blood soul imprint left by the owner of the flying sword in the magic weapon, Xiao Chuan was not able to exert the full power of this flying sword, and it could not be inferred from this that the light peck of the Linglong Snow Bird was more powerful than the attack of the magic weapon of the human Jindan monk, but at least it was almost the same.

Seeing that Xiao Chuan was quite embarrassed and returned in vain, the three delicate snowbirds hurriedly let out a series of sharp and dense chirps, although they did not send a divine thought to Xiao Chuan, but the meaning of schadenfreude has been fully revealed.

Xiao Chuan was ridiculed and ridiculed like this, and simply raised the mine mallet in the heaven and earth thunder drum in his hand and smashed it continuously towards Wanzai Xuanbing, although this mine mallet is not as sharp and sharp as the flying sword, but it can better exert Xiao Chuan's own terrifying physical strength.

At first, there was no change in the place where the mallet fell, but under Ogawa's persistent and continuous blows, fine cracks finally began to appear on the surface of the blue ice crystals and spread rapidly.

Seeing that the time was ripe, Xiao Chuan suddenly raised the mine mallet high, and after receiving it with both hands, a true and pure aura erupted from the meridians, slamming down towards the Wanzai Xuanbing, and shouted "open" in his mouth.

With Xiao Chuan's broken cry, the blue ice crystals that were indestructible just now shattered in response, and dozens of fist-sized ice cubes splashed up and scattered all over the ground.

At this time, the three exquisite snowbirds, who were trying their best to knock off a little ice chips from the Wanzai Xuanbing, were completely stunned, and watched motionlessly as Xiaochuan took one piece after another of the Wanzai Xuanbing from the ground, put it in his hand and put it into the storage bag after carefully examining it.

Although the verbosity and self-righteousness of these three exquisite snowbirds gave Xiao Chuan a headache, their innocence was also quite in line with Xiao Chuan's mind, and Xiao Chuan was never stingy with his partners, seeing the embarrassment of the three big birds, he smiled slightly: "What are the three Taoist friends still doing in a daze?

The three exquisite snowbirds saw that there were fewer and fewer thousands of years of ice on the ground, and they were annoyed by this, and they couldn't help but be overjoyed when they heard Xiao Chuan say this, and they couldn't help but scream with joy, scrambling to peck the blue ice crystals on the ground with their beaks, swallowing their stomachs and not knowing where they were stored.

Seeing that there were not many ice crystals on the ground, Xiao Chuan simply stopped, and let the three exquisite snowbirds divide up all the remaining 10,000-year-old Xuan Ice, not even letting go of the tiniest ice chips, and picked them up cleanly.

"Brother Xie, brother, brother, you are really the best person in the world!"

"Brother, you were really powerful just now! It seems that the elders of our clan are not as powerful as you!"

"That's it, that's it, brother, what's the name of your magic weapon?"

After this experience, the three exquisite snowbirds suddenly warmed up with Xiaochuan, and even began to call Xiaozhu "brother" like Xiaozhu.

Listening to the chirping of the three big birds, Xiao Chuan couldn't help but snicker secretly, and said in his heart: "Spirit beasts have a long life, according to your actual age, you three big guys are much older than me, why do you still call me brother!"

"Three Taoist friends! Why be so polite! Since we are partners, we should be blessed and share hardships, and I hope that the three Taoist friends can also lend a helping hand when he is in trouble in the future!" Xiao Chuan said meaningfully.

In fact, Xiao Chuan's move is not selfless, but he also wants to use the speed of this exquisite snowbird to leave the endless dark sea, but Xiaochuan will not bully the weak, and only hopes that one day these three exquisite snowbirds can willingly help him.

"Brother, with such a big ability, what else do we need to do?"

"Why are you talking so much nonsense! As long as my brother tells us, let us do whatever we want!"

"That's it, that's it, brother, how did you find this 10,000-year-old Xuanbing? If you can take us to find a few more pieces, it won't be a problem to break through all the way to the Yuan Infant Stage!"

Listening to Lingling, who had been talking about "is" all day long, Xiao Chuan remembered the little pig who was squeezed aside, took out a piece of Wanzai Xuan Ice and sent it to the little pig, and said with a smile: "Little pig, is this what you are looking for?"

Who knew that the little pig stretched out his little hoof and pushed Xiao Chuan's hand aside, still staring intently at the hole left on the ice after the shattering of the ice for thousands of years, and muttered: "Brother, don't move, the delicious food is about to come out!"

Seeing that the little pig behaved so mysteriously, Xiao Chuan immediately concentrated and calmly threw his divine consciousness into the void left by the myriad ice, but this hole was less than a foot deep and less than a foot wide, and there were endless ice crystals underneath, which did not have any unique features compared to the surrounding ice walls.

Although Xiaochuan was full of suspicion, when he saw the little pig's nervous appearance, he also held his breath and squatted in front of this small hollow with the little pig.

"Hey, brother, what are you looking at? What's in there?"

"Is there anything else good? Let me see it too!"

"That's it, that's it, I'm going to see it too!"

Although they didn't know what Lu Dao Xiaochuan and Xiao Pig were waiting for, the three exquisite snowbirds also saw the same, and put their heads on the hollow in a serious way, and looked at Lu Xia in a daze.

At this moment, time seemed to freeze, and in the world realm full of ice and snow, there were only three snow-white birds, a young human cultivator, and a white and fat little pig huddled together, huddled around a small hole in the ice.

"What are you doing?" Suddenly, a voice like thunder broke the silence between heaven and earth, waking up one man and four beasts that had not moved for a long time.

Xiao Chuan hurriedly turned around, only to find a yellow-haired young man wearing a pure white leather robe and holding a pair of short-handled daggers with a cold light measurement and gloomy air standing in the air not far away.

Although the extremely cold qi and the wall of ice and snow in this 10,000-year-old cold land have a great power to isolate the cultivator's divine consciousness, but this person can suddenly appear in front of him silently, indicating that the strength of his divine consciousness is at least not below his own, which makes Xiao Chuan's heart sink, and he can't help but gasp when he secretly releases his divine sense.