The wind is blowing.

The wind blew snow on the face like a knife, and the wind stirred the black clouds to slowly hover and get faster and faster......

Above the clouds, the Western Mahayana masters and pure yang true people who were confronting each other at high altitude saw that the black clouds had formed a whirlpool, and the peak where the Jinshan Temple was located had become the eye of the storm, and the black clouds in the distance were constantly converging and compressing, turning faster and faster, and the temperature dropped sharply!

The snowflakes flying in the sky are no longer beautiful shapes, but have turned into ice bumps of different sizes under the action of the storm!

Bai Yujun was dressed in black armor and did not wear a helmet.

The eyes that emitted a faint red light were particularly obvious in the dim blizzard, full of white hair, two small dragon horns were faintly fluorescent, and the cold light of a dragon spear was shining.

For the first time, the warrior monk really felt the fierceness of the white Jiao!

The blizzard reminded him of the Northland Ice Field, cold and white, but the difference was that Xiaoice blocks kept falling from the sky.

Six people can't help but have a demon ......

"Be careful!"

A loud shout from the same door alerted the warrior monk, sensing a huge object flying towards him in the wind and snow, standing firmly on his feet and roaring, his fist flashing with golden light, facing the unknown object!

"Hey!"

Finally, I could see the object flying in the vast snowstorm, which was a man-high irregular ice block......

The flickering golden fist bombarded the ice, and the ice shattered and slag scattered, which made the hearts of the Western cultists uneasy, and they clearly saw that the ice fell from the sky with the storm.

Then everyone saw a terrible scene, strange ice blocks kept falling from the sky!

The sound of banging is endless, the blizzard is so fierce that the snowflakes condense into ice in the sky, but they can't fly away or fly above the clouds to leave the favorable environment for the white Jiao, the pagoda is on the ground, they want to protect the tower.

In the wind and snow, Bai Yujun didn't use any chic and elegant spells at all, or pose.

Holding a heavy spear and stabbing and smashing and sweeping, the moves are simple and violent, the black dragon spear arc jumps and crackles, and every time it collides with the opponent, the opponent's blade will be destroyed!

For some reason, Bai Yujun had a bad premonition in her heart, and she always felt that there was something powerful hiding in the shadows......

The bottom of his heart became more and more anxious, and he wanted to eat the earth vein dragon qi as quickly as possible to break through the cultivation.

"Get out of here!"

The dragon spear smashed back a master of the Western Enlightenment God Period, grabbed the fist that came over with his left hand and kicked it hard!

The Western monk who was kicked into the air flew upside down more than ten meters away, landing on the snow, slippery and rolling......

Draw a gun and explode with instant acceleration talent!

Burst......!

A Western monk who besieged him was pierced in the chest, and the monk did not have a broken heart as the legend said, as long as the dantian was still there, he would not die, and he would die like being stabbed, but before he died, the monk desperately held on to the dragon spear and did not let go, he couldn't hold on for long, but even if he delayed his breath, Bai Yujun would be restrained.

The other two monks rushed forward when they saw the opportunity!

A flower in front of him, tinkling sparks flickering to force back the besieging monks.

Bai Yujun was expressionless and held a heavy knife in both hands, and immediately performed a long-unused martial art against the three Western Sect monks in front of him.

The fourth style of the mountain dwelling knife method, the crane returns!

Leap forward, flip in the air, swing a heavy knife, and smash it down.

Rumble~!

The fight was on the ground near the pagoda, and after the crane returned, the huge shock impact forced the besiegers back, and two of them spat blood from their mouths and flew backwards because of the hard resistance to the blow.

On the other side, a monk was overjoyed when he saw that Bai Jiao did not immediately withdraw the black spear.

stepped forward and grabbed the barrel of the gun, and before he could exert himself, his hands were suddenly struck by a needle and lightning, and he let go of his hands only to find that his hands were dripping with blood......

Bai Yujun waved a heavy knife and suddenly switched the horizontal knife, from heavy to light, and once again focused on flexibility with the help of wind and snow to more than a dozen, and then reached out to start with a dragon spear, and the style was changeable!

The warrior monk gritted his teeth and rushed forward, he had to stop Bai Jiao.

The golden fist burst out, Bai Yujun forced back with a gun and turned around to the other side to punch the same way, the small fist wearing a gloved armor seemed to be slender but the force was terrifying.

Unlike Osmanthus Lane, there are no reservations this time.

Two disproportionate fists collided, and the wind and snow shook and retreated, and at the same time there was a warrior monk......

The rest of the opponents were not invincible at the same level even if they joined forces, and they were either injured or directly killed, and the resistance of Jinshan Temple was solved in a short time.

There are many masters in the West, but this is not a nest and you can't get together every day, and you can't gather enough masters in a short time.

The heavy knife swept and smashed an old monk who had made the phantom of the god and Buddha into the air.

It's finally quiet.

Without looking at those Western Sect masters who were seriously injured and not dead, they walked in front of the opponent who vomited blood and walked to the front of the tower, looked at the dragon spear in their hands and looked up at the blizzard.

The golden glitter looks like gold, it's just some bluffing formations, no matter how it looks, it's definitely no problem.

"It looks sturdy, but it's not a big problem. ”

Bai Yujun did not step forward, standing in the distance and using his talent to mobilize the blizzard to impact the pagoda, above Jinshan Courtyard, the hurricane that had formed the eye of the storm slowly moved and changed its position, positioning the center above the pagoda!

In fact, the temperature in the middle of the eye is the lowest.

The golden pagoda began to freeze, and fine Xiaoice crystals appeared on the surface of the golden pagoda, and the ice crystals spread and thickened in all directions with a clicking sound......

The magic circle is stimulated, constantly breaking the ice, but the low temperature environment and blizzard weather prevail, and the ice and snow are as much as possible.

Bai Yujun just gathered the ice and snow on the tower.

The pagoda formation from the bottom to the top and then to the spire of the magic weapon can be described as a ring after a ring, a certain white is not a genius, he has no ability to easily crack the formation between talking and laughing, the only way is the simplest and most violent, destroy it with a meteorological weapon, the storm is howling and the ice and snow are raging, plus the previous earthquake caused damage to the tower base, this thing must be removed.

As if in a cycle, the ice and snow continued to spread on the surface of the tower and was constantly crushed and pushed away, and the hard ice continued to condense and crumble, and the energy of the small magic circle was exhausted......

The small dragon horn on Bai Yujun's head seems to have some kind of connection with the wind and snow, and the blizzard continues to intensify.

Gradually, the bottom layer was no longer able to push away the ice and wrap it.

The transparent ice spreading on the ground grows upward, destroys and grows again, the ice is getting thicker and thicker, and the pagoda and the magic weapon on the top of the tower also seem to feel threatened, and the golden light continues to erupt to resist, and I see the golden light of the pagoda flickering in the wind and snow, the copper bell rings chaotically, and there are constantly tiles falling.

"The bling is vulgar, well, or the snow cover looks much more pleasing to the eye. ”

After thinking about it, he took out the mysterious orb and prepared to wear it around his neck to deal with the dark hand in the shadows, that guy must be good at soul spells, and it is certain that the jar of rice wine was also made by him, I hope the orb can deal with it.

Suddenly, I felt that I took the orb to the top of my head, and it was strange to say that the orb that emitted colored light was actually suspended between the dragon horns above my head, similar to magnetic levitation, as if the dragon horns had a mysterious magnetic field.

Shaking his head, the orb is fixed and motionless, and the shape is chic and looks interesting.

。 Sogou