The snow is still falling, and the little stone recovers after killing all the bandits.

Li Daniu, Xu Jiaorong and others watched in horror and unsettling as the small stone squatted on the ground and whimpered, sobbing while picking up the silver, picking up the big and small silver and sending it into the shop, and there were many thieves with broken knees and screaming for help, desperately crawling into the distance, the so-called heroes were fierce and vicious in the face of the old and weak and women, but they exposed their true nature in the face of the terrifying strong.

In the snow, the little stone sobbed and carried the silver, and sent it all to the shop to close the door, and used the table against the door.

The little boy crouched behind the door and sobbed......

The wind and snow in Suzhou and Hangzhou City are not big, and the blizzard in the distance of the Dajiang Jinshan Courtyard is whistling and rotating, and the terrible thing is that the black clouds around it are still replenishing in a steady stream so far, and the rumbling wind in Suzhou and Hangzhou City can be heard clearly.

The sound was not a whine, but a low moo-like tremor.

The golden pagoda in the center of the storm has been frozen into an ice tower, and from top to bottom, about two feet of solid ice envelops the entire tower, only the magic weapon at the top of the tower insists on shining golden luster.

The ice tower is still standing, and if it is replaced by an ordinary wooden tower, the stone tower will not be able to bear the weight for a long time.

If you want to drain the leyline dragon qi, you have to solve the pagoda, and the leyline is suppressed by that high-level magic weapon, and it is difficult to extract it.

The wind and snow swept over the combat boots, and Bai Yujun was ready to start knocking down the pagoda.

He jerked his head back in the direction of the mountain gate.

"Huh? Here we go......

At this moment, a vague figure emitting white light appeared in the wind and snow, and the fierce roaring wind and snow had no effect on it, and it approached step by step.

The colorful orbs between the dragon horns above Bai Yujun's head trembled, and the arc of the dragon spear blade was even worse!

Very strong, it should be the real black hand behind it.

The other party walked very slowly, looking indifferent and fearless, Bai Yujun knew that the person pretended not to care but was actually cautious and cautious, the blizzard is the dragon world, even if the other party cultivates to a high level, he will not dare to be careless, he may not be killed by Bai Jiao, but if he is made of a gray face here, he will definitely be embarrassed.

When he saw the man clearly, he pouted.

"Really sassy bag~"

Bai Yujun didn't know him, he had never seen him, very young, he looked about twenty-one years old, a young monk with a white face and delicate facial features, walking barefoot, the white monk's robe was spotless, and the whole body emitted a faint white light, like a legendary god, and the most important thing was the faint smile that made people feel close, showing perfection from the inside out.

This kid goes to the Qinglou even if he doesn't have to spend money, and he has an Oiran upside down, and it's no problem to sleep in the Qinglou until he is forty years old for free.

It doesn't matter if we wear white Jiao, this guy is also snow-white, and I feel ...... Yin and Yang are weird, to the point that he is a bit like the boy who takes the weak route in the city.

Is it really good to pick yourself up so perfectly?

The white-clothed monk walked through the snow and came to the tower to stand a few feet away from Bai Yujun.

The color orb trembled faster, the dragon spear arc crackled, Bai Yujun frantically mobilized the blizzard to suppress the other party, and the gap between the transformation period and the Mahayana period was too big, and he felt a little bottomless in his heart.

The young monk smiled, showing his white teeth, very handsome, if he was in the green building, he would definitely be able to cause screams and shouts, and the corners of his mouth twitched and he was very disgusted by this kind of smile.

Who the hell is this kid?

I have never heard of such a number one person, and there is no record in the classics of the Pure Yang Palace.

It is guessed that it should be the mastermind behind the series of plots.

I can't tell if he is really smiling or smiling, and he is afraid that he has already been angry when his plan is discovered, and there are people in the world who are indifferent and desireless, it is definitely not him, and the person who is constantly planning to do things will never be pure-hearted, and a certain white face is bitter, and he is afraid that he will completely tear his face.

Suddenly, I remembered a rumor about the Wise King......

"Bai Jiao, worthy of being the spirit beast of heaven and earth, the earth dragon turned over, and the snow covered the golden mountain, but unfortunately, everything ended here. ”

After saying just one word, the young monk in white stretched out his white palm......

The orb suspended between the dragon horns on the top of Bai Yujun's head suddenly bloomed, and the colored light trembled! A huge pressure suddenly descended! Bai Yujun's skin appeared white scales due to the full operation of energy!

Roar and yell hard.

"Roar~!"

The wind and snow are sudden! Bai Yujun held the dragon spear in front of him with all his strength with both hands, the light of the orb on his head was dazzling, and he even used too much force, and the fangs in his mouth became longer, showing a half-human and half-Jiao form......

The young monk was still smiling, his white palms slowly moving forward.

Bai Yujun leaned forward to support the dragon spear hard, his feet drew two deep grooves in the snow, and he kept retreating, the wind blew his white hair flying, his eyes glowed red, the dragon spear screamed, and his arms trembled.

It's the first time in more than 800 years that he has done something with a Mahayana monk, especially since the other party is still a big guy who has been famous for a long time and has not ascended, and the old man of the wise king in the sky is fake, he is real!

Even with the help of the snowstorm and the two treasures left over by the Divine Dragon, it was still difficult to resist, and his own cultivation was still too weak after all to fully exert the power of the two treasures.

High in the sky, the real people of the Pure Yang Palace and the Mahayana monks of the Western Sect restrained each other......

Under the ice tower, Bai Yujun couldn't control his form and revealed his tail, and the orb on his head was shining brightly, as if he was resisting the opponent's divine soul attack.

Angry yelling.

"Blizzard!"

Boom~!The eye of the storm is full of black clouds and thunder and lightning raging and falling, thunder and lightning are extremely rare in snowy days, and one after another lightning hit the solid ice and snowflakes splashed everywhere, and at the same time, the size of the carriage and the ice continued to smash towards the King of Wisdom!

The young monk remained smiling, and the lightning deflected to the side, and the ice cubes scattered as they came within two feet of him......

Bai Yujun didn't know if he was strong and calm or really calm, no matter what, he had to go all out.

With the help of the blizzard weather and the two divine weapons, it was able to withstand it, and the young monk took a step forward, Bai Yujun suddenly felt the huge force suppress and slid backwards again.

I wondered why I hadn't come out yet......

At this moment, suddenly a sword fell from the sky!

Airplanes~

The glittering ancient sword pierced into the snow, and then spread a semicircular energy field around with the sword body as the center, and the Wisdom King, who raised his palm forward, frowned and was forced to take a few steps back by the aura.

Bai Yujun was struggling, his strength disappeared in vain, and he couldn't react for a while and almost fell down.

Looking up, the sword will not be forgotten even if it dies, it is the token left by Li Xiangyan, who has ascended to the immortal realm, and an elegant figure fell from the sky, with a jade crown in a Taoist robe and white hair on his sideburns, slowly falling to the sword and standing still.

"Chu ...... Boss?"

A certain white was stunned, and even the orb between the dragon horns paused.

Chu Zhe's smile as always like a spring breeze always gives people the feeling of a gentleman, and it is also a style that has been inherited by Yuxu for many years.

"Senior Sister Bai, here I am. ”

"Ha~Thank you for your help~ I went to dinner~"

Bai Yujun flicked his tail and began to deal with the pagoda that was frozen in ice, as if he felt the dragon qi in the leylines beckoning to him, eat it!

。 Sogou