High-level ghosts are all things with intelligence, and when they found that the master actually made a move on their own people, for a while, many ghosts and cultivators then withdrew far away, and the netherworld couldn't catch the high-level ghosts, so they took the intermediate ghosts, and with a wave of their hands, more than a dozen ghosts were thrown into the evil qi, and the ghosts were consumed like fuel.

With the killing of the ghosts in the Misty Forest, the elders of the Immortal Dao Academy also felt that the pressure was weakening little by little, but many of the elders had already been eaten by the high-level ghosts before they could reach that time!

Standing on the top of the mountain, Qing Ling has no intention of going down, her cultivation is the lowest here, and the elders in the Dacheng stage can't help the swarming ghosts, even if she goes down, what can she do? Besides, if she has any accidents, the elders who don't have the poison pills will all die here.

"I hope the elders can stop this catastrophe!" Qing Ling's voice involuntarily spouted.

Now the only people who can rely on are the elders of the Immortal Dao Academy, they are the most powerful force in the world outside of the Holy Land.

"It's not good, little girl, don't expect the elders, the passage is about to be opened. ”

Zibao's words startled Qingling, her heart skipped a beat, she didn't see what happened with her own eyes, she couldn't believe Zibao's judgment. Even though it has super sentient perception, it never goes wrong with what it expected.

"Get out of here quickly, you won't be able to leave any later. Zibao reminded with an anxious tone.

"How can I leave?!" Qing Ling retorted directly. His eyes were fixed on the evil aura on the dark altar.

"It's not good. ”

Qing Ling pricked up her ears, and even the phoenix next to her said such words, which made her feel even more flustered.

She prayed in her heart, don't have an accident, her companions are all in the misty forest, once an incident happens, the first ones who can't escape are the companions. Moreover, Qing Ling knows that the success or failure of this melee also indicates the survival of the outside world, and if the elders are really defeated, their families will also be implicated in the future!

Who can stop such an impending catastrophe?

Qing Ling shouted in his heart, and suddenly thought of the dragon clan, the demon clan, the demonic beasts of the 100,000 mountains, and the mysterious holy land.

There are so many powerful forces, and none of them is willing to support the melee between the Immortal Dao Academy and the Misty Forest, and if the follow-up is strong, there will be no possibility for the ghost to pay!

It is only a matter of time before the world is torn apart, the forces that are divided, and they are broken apart. Qing Ling could use the elixir to bribe the dragon clan and the demon clan to come to support, but now it was too late to notice.

The more ghosts below were captured by the Netherworld and thrown into the evil qi, the more and more the elders were killed and injured, how beautiful was a cultivator in the outside world?

On the outskirts of the Misty Forest, the flesh of evil beasts stained the earth red, and around the dark altar, the blood of the elders sprayed out.

Do you have to watch things happen? Qing Ling wished that she had the strength to fight below, but unfortunately she was weak.

The dim air is low and depressed, and it realistically reflects the heart of the Qing Ling today.

Suddenly, the surrounding temperature dropped sharply, and Qing Ling's heart was cold, could it be that the ghost was going to make a comeback?

But something unexpected happened, white snowflakes fluttered down, and there were pure white and flawless snowflakes in the depths of this barren, dark-shrouded misty forest?

Qing Ling stared up at the sky with wide eyes, and a white figure appeared in her sight with the fluttering of snowflakes.

I can't see the appearance clearly, but judging from the shape and feeling, this person is known by the Qing Ling.

The moment the snowflakes fell, they became bigger and bigger, and the surroundings of the dark altar below had become a pale white, and I don't know when, the ghosts withdrew, gathering around the altar, and the elders of the Immortal Dao Academy also took this opportunity to no longer be entangled with the ghosts, and gathered around the three Supreme Elders with casualties.

On the altar, the black-robed Netherworld had a solemn expression, and even the power of the three Supreme Elders could not shake his eyes, but the fluttering snowflakes made his expression solemn, and everyone looked up at the sky.

The fluttering man in white slowly fell, and his hair color was also silver-white. He looked down and met the netherworld's gaze, and glanced mercilessly at the evil spirit.

He turned to look at Qing Ling, and when he saw that face, Qing Ling stood still as if he had been struck by a thunderbolt......

Spirit Ice Attack! This person is actually Spirit Ice Attack!

But how could Ling Bing's hair turn silvery?!

What the hell has happened in these eight months?!

Looking up, the familiar face was cold and grim, and the silver silk hair was scattered with a holy glow.

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Roar, Ice Strike is finally here. Seeing the book review, everyone is guessing that the white egg is going to hatch, cough cough, wrong, wrong, it will take a while to hatch~^0^