As more and more snow armors washed down from the mountain, the number of casualties among the monks also increased considerably.

The old man with the tooth and Cheng Wen and others also met their respective opponents.

Lu Pressure said to Xiao Huang and Xiao Bai: "I can't just watch, I'm going to make a move." But, you two better stay out of your hands!"

Xiao Huang nodded and said, "Don't worry, as long as we don't take the initiative to step forward, these snow mountain armors won't dare to approach us!"

Lu Jian put his mind at ease, and with a wave of his arm, Tai'a Sword flew up in the air and slashed towards the nearest snow mountain armor.

After integrating the Prison Commander's Decisive Formula into the Seven Star Overlord's sword moves, the power of the Tai'a Sword increased several times.

At this time, he slashed at the snow mountain armor, and easily cut the snow mountain armor with rough skin and thick flesh.

The snow mountain armor divided into several pieces was splattered with blood and flesh everywhere.

Destroying this one, Lu Jian immediately attacked the next one.

After a brief period of panic, the human monk gradually grasped the initiative.

After all, they were all cultivators who were not low, and soon, the situation was brought under control.

When the last of the snowy mountain armors was destroyed, the monks were finally able to catch their breath.

wiped out all the snow mountain armors, but also paid the price of dozens of lives.

The monk who looked at the corpse of his companion began to feel some regret in his heart.

We have already sacrificed so many monks after walking so far, and if we move forward, will there be any deeper danger waiting for us?

There were also monks with a fierce temperament, clamoring loudly to rush to the top of the mountain and catch the ice-hearted sparrow alive.

Everyone believed that the attack of the fire crow and the snow mountain armor must have been commanded by the finch.

After a short breath, the monks, who had wiped the blood from their swords, began to climb the snowy mountain again.

The snow is white and seems to be endless.

As the terrain rises, it seems that the restrictions on human cultivation around the surroundings are becoming more and more obvious.

At this time, the snow mist in the air was blown by the wind, blew over, and gradually thickened.

And as this feeling of heaviness in the air increased, the human monks found that their cultivation was decreasing.

In other words, the power that you can emit is decreasing.

Lu Jian had already sensed this phenomenon, and the aura in his body seemed to be frozen by the wind and snow, and the flow began to slow down.

Alarmed, Lu Jian also whispered this discovery to the old man and Xiao Huang, Xiao Bai.

As a result, to his dismay, the three of them had no feeling at all, as usual.

"One is a sword spirit, and the other is a divine beast, no wonder there is no reaction to the confinement of this spiritual energy operation. Lu Jian had no choice but to sigh.

The crowd marched upwards for dozens of miles.

The thick snow fog in the sky seemed to be pressing down on the heads of the crowd, and many people felt that it was difficult to breathe.

At this moment, Xiao Huang muttered in a low voice: "Here it is again, is there any end?"

Lu Jian listened to the words and was busy preparing for battle.

The air pressure is too low, and everyone has a stuffy feeling in their chest, which is very uncomfortable.

At that moment, the ground suddenly shook.

It's that rhythmic vibration, like, a supergiant, coming one step at a time.

Sensing the danger, the people stopped and looked nervously at the place where the sound was coming from.

Mountain, came over.

A lot of people feel like they're blind.

Yes, a few snow-capped mountains are slowly coming.

It wasn't until the mountain came very close to the crowd that people realized that the mountain was actually a snow-covered monster with short lower limbs and long upper limbs.

Since it walks upright and is covered with a thick layer of snow, it looks like a moving mountain from a distance.

"Giant snowman!" Xiaobai frowned.

Several giant snowmen appeared at once, and it seemed that even Xiaobai was a little surprised.

She reminded Lu Pressure: "This giant snowman has extremely strong defenses, like a moving castle, and it is extremely difficult for ordinary attacks to break through its defenses. Moreover, this kind of thing originally lived alone, but this time there were five heads at once, which is really rare, you have to be careful!"

Lu Jian asked suspiciously, "What weaknesses do they have?"

Xiao Bai thought for a while and said, "This kind of thing is covered with extremely thick long hairs, and those long hairs are harder than magic weapons. There are only two exposed places on its body that are not covered with long hair: the palms of the hands and the soles of the feet. As for how you can attack these two parts, you can figure it out for yourself!"

After hearing this, Lu Jian also had a headache.

Such a huge monster, the palms of the hands and the soles of the feet are so easy to attack.

While he was secretly pondering what to do, the monk had already begun to attack the giant snowman.

For a time, the splendor rushed into the night, and the sword shadow was heavy.

It's a pity that after looking at the powerful attack like this, the giant snowman seems to be useless.

The giant snowman just used his big furry hands to gently scratch the places that had been attacked.

These attacks turned out to be just tickling for it.

The monks who attacked were horrified, but they knew the power of their magic weapons.

I saw a giant snowman suddenly raise his big fist and smash it into the person who attacked him.

The monk hurriedly propped up his shield and held it above his head.

But he didn't think about it, and was smashed into the snow by the giant fist.

When the giant fist was lifted again, everyone was horrified to find that there was only a big pit in the snow, and there was a lump of meat sauce in the pit.

The power of a punch is terrifying!

Seeing the terrifying strength of this giant snowman, the monks no longer dared to hold it up.

They form teams and besiege the giant snowman.

More than 100 people divided into two layers to surround a snowman and bombarded it with their most powerful magic weapon.

Lu Jian reminded Xiaobai's words to the people on his side, and several people, including the pair of Dao elder brothers, surrounded a snowman.

Xiao Huang and Xiao Bai stood on the periphery of the crowd, just watching, but not moving.

In this fight, Lu Jian knows what it means to be extremely defensive, whether it is self-cultivation, the magic weapon of the Xiuxin brothers, or Cheng Wen's Spring and Autumn Pen, including Lu Quan's Tai'a Sword, attacking the snowman, it will not do any harm to it at all.

The old man with open teeth only punched, not swords!

Lu Jian secretly thought to himself that the defensive power of this monster's fur was comparable to the turtle shell of the old ghost in the cave.

After carrying many human attacks, the snowman began to fight back.

They swung their fists and swept and smashed at humans.

Don't look at their movements slowly, but, because of the suppression of human cultivation by the snow and fog here, everyone's reaction is slow.

As a result, the snowman's huge fist struck the monk from time to time.

As long as the people who are hit by its fists will invariably turn into a ball of blood mist meat sauce.

It was his magic weapon that also exploded.

The old man frowned, hesitating whether to use anyone's sword.

With his current cultivation, he doesn't want to reveal his identity too early.

For a time, the human monks were in a bitter battle.

Although there are only five snowmen, they are at a loss.

Lu Jian saw that the Tai'a sword had lost its effectiveness, so he put it away.

He took out the Indomitable Spear and condensed a thunderball to bombard the snowman.

Eventually, the attack took a toll on the snowman, and the fur on its chest was blown away by lightning.

However, it also made the snowman angry.

Its long arms swirled, and the surrounding monks hurriedly jumped away.

The snowman took advantage of the situation to raise his giant fist and smashed it into the land press.

It seems that it has developed a hatred for land pressure.

Lu Quan's expression remained unchanged, he reversed the unyielding spear, turned around and shot, and the flames at the tip of the spear erupted, spraying on the snowman's huge fist.

This kind of flame transformed by land pressure was no longer an ordinary flame, and it immediately scorched a piece of the long hair on the snowman's giant fist.

The snowman roared, and another punch was delivered laterally.

If it was usual, the land pressure would have already taken off and dodged.

However, the thick snow fog around him slowed him down a lot.

Lu Press's feet stomped, and strange steps reappeared.

It was able to dodge the snowman's giant fist, but the violent fist wind made Lu Qianzhen's heart and blood surge.

Lu Jian was secretly frightened, just being hit by the fist wind, it was so uncomfortable, if this was realized, the consequences would be unimaginable.

This short contact let Lu Jian know the power of the opponent's attack, but he also found thunder, and the fire can still shine on it to a certain extent.

The self-cultivation Taoist roared at this time and threw the small tower in his hand into the air.

I saw that the small tower rose in the wind, and soon, it was even bigger than the snowman, and when the hood was down, the snowman was pressed into the tower.

At the same time, the heart-wrenching arrow of the Mind Cultivator shot out and nailed to the snowman through the window on the Thunder God Tower.

However, the snowman roared, and the little arrow was knocked back again.

At the same time, the snowman stretches out his arms to break the small tower that trapped him.

The Thunder Body Tower is indeed a rare treasure, although it was deformed by the snowman, it was not broken.

However, the face of the Self-cultivation Daoist was extremely ugly, because it could feel the continuous consumption of spiritual power.

If it goes on like this, he won't be able to last long.

Lu Quan's heart moved, and he suddenly shouted to the cultivator: "Dao Chief, can you let the tower lie down!"

Xiu was stunned for a moment, and he didn't understand the little fat man's intentions too much.

However, through Lu Pressure's attack on the snowman just now, he also realized that this little fat man was not simple.

In particular, the thunderball formed by the thunderstorm emitted by the golden gun made him feel dangerous.

After a little heaning, he said something in his mouth, raised his fingers together, and pointed to the side: "Pour!"

The thunder tower, which was held up by the snowman, collapsed with a bang.

With this fall, the snowman's huge two soles were exposed to everyone's eyes.

Sure enough, the huge soles of the feet were bare and hairless.

Only red, wrinkled skin.

"It's now!" Lu Jian yelled.

I saw that he twisted the barrel of the unyielding gun with both hands, and a huge thunderball immediately condensed from the tip of the gun.

As the ball of thunder grew larger and louder, it made a crackling lightning sound.

Lu Pressure stabbed the unyielding spear in his hand into the sole of the snowman's huge foot.

This time, the big gun actually stabbed half of it, and at the same time, Lu Jian shouted: "Thunder burst!"

With the sound of Lu Pressure's broken shout, a huge thunderclap suddenly remembered.

At the same time, at the snowman's knee, a hole exploded.

Blood, bones, stumps.

Break!