The two breezes can't stay, and the snow is boundless.

Patches of snow that were thinner than fluff continued to fall and scattered into the battlefield.

Qiao Guang was a little in a trance, the snow scene was too beautiful and too cheap. It is said that those who are good at ice and snow attributes are cold little sisters or cold little brothers, why is this so cheap?

He was suddenly shocked.

White snow in spring, white snow in spring.

This snow, which snow is it?

Qiao Guang's face turned a little dark, my Xiaoxue won't be this little chick, right?

Of the three hurricanes that Mo Qingtian hit, two were broken by Lan Xingjun, the one in front and the one on the left. He didn't dare to mess with the silver golem in the back, and he couldn't reach the hurricane on the right.

Qiao Guang saw the opportunity and hurriedly broke out from the left, and before leaving, he didn't forget to throw out a thunderbolt to Mo Qingtian, making him stunned, and the shocked look in his eyes couldn't be hidden.

Good boy, you can really use the thunder and lightning method with your bare hands!

The greedy look in Mo Qingtian's eyes couldn't hide it. Since he felt the power of the thunder sword technique, he had great respect for the power of thunder and lightning, as if he had really fallen into the demon of Mo seniors, and more contact with thunder and lightning might be the key way to crack the dark wounds of yin qi around him. Of course, it is also possible that Mo Bu was brainwashed by the electric fool.

Lan Xingjun fell beside Qiao Guang, half-squatting like a tight bow, his eyes were cold, and he said in a deep voice: "I'm here." ”

Qiao Guang rolled his eyes: "I saw it, don't be cool, we're still good friends." ”

"Fuck!" Lan Xingjun turned around and scolded, "Only the protagonist is allowed to pretend to be forced and the supporting characters are not allowed to be cool, what kind of truth is this? I also worked hard to save you, and you started scolding me without saying a word of thanks?"

Qiao Guang raised his hand, the thunder snake jumped in his palm, Lan Xingjun was so frightened that he couldn't stand steadily, and took a few steps back one after another, at first he thought that he was holding some kind of disgusting mollusk in his hand, but when he looked closer, he knew that it was a thunder snake, he exclaimed: "You kid, when can you catch thunder and lightning with your hands?!

Qiao Guang smiled: "Do you want it? This thing is quite fun, why don't you give two of you to let go of the palm and toss it? ”

Lan Xingjun glanced at Qiao Guang suspiciously: "Really?"

"Try it. ”

"Come on, who's afraid of whom?" Lan Xingjun swaggered out his hand, Qiao Guang showed a meaningful smile, and his fingertips twisted the razer and was about to put it in his palm.

Qiao Guang complained speechlessly: "Can you stop shaking your hands?"

"Ahh

"Okay, okay, Mo Qingtian and his little corpse puppet are still eyeing over there, let's not get tired of it, I'll let it go." ”

"Just let it go, there's a lot of bullshit...... Ah!!h

Lan Xingjun looked at his fleshy palm that was turned out by electricity, his eyes widened, tears were in his eyes, and his mouth twitched unconsciously.

"Cooked, cooked!" Lan Xingjun cried.

Qiao Guang covered his ears impatiently and said, "Okay, okay, don't force the old man, isn't it just a piece of meat, if it's gone, it's gone, the old doesn't go, the new doesn't come." ”

“...... Shall I chop you up? The new quality may be better. ”

“...... No, I am responsible for my daughter-in-law. ”

Mo Qingtian watched the two of them arguing on the side, feeling inexplicable, he finally used the secret method, did they take this Jindan period monk in their eyes?

"Silver golem, follow me into battle. Mo Qingtian said coldly.

The silver golem's eyes lit up, and he moved again, rushing towards Qiao Guang and them.

These two people have been arguing, accusing each other of being wrong, the more they scold, the more they scold, the happier and happier they become, as if they don't realize that the powerful corpse puppet is coming.

Mo Qingtian's ears heard their nonsense from time to time, and he felt extremely noisy for a while, and he didn't wait anymore, he rushed directly towards them, the long nail of his right hand was as sharp as a black tooth, and he grabbed them heavily.

"Three, two, one, you hit Mo Qingtian!" Qiao Guang shouted, and with a punch to Lan Xingjun, both of them flew out, narrowly escaping the attack of Mo Qingtian and the corpse puppet, and then skillfully circled behind them with the help of a skillful force.

Lan Xingjun secretly scolded his mother in his heart, who wants to beat this stupid big man, Qiao Guang This guy said that his thunder and lightning power has a great restraint effect on death qi, and Mo Qingtian will also use the thunder sword technique, Lan Xingjun is afraid of being electrocuted, so he was pitted here.

He raised the snow blade high and thrust it down, his eyes flashed with blue light, and the blade of the snow blade emitted a burst of ice-blue glow, and suddenly, there was a clicking sound on the ground, like broken ice being trampled on, like a rock icing. A burst of cold air dispersed, and under the scorching sun, a layer of ice formed on the ground strangely. The area of ice and snow is more and more extensive, and the fog is constantly coming up, and the high temperature and severe cold are staggered, and the ice and fire are both hot and cold.

The corpse golem's heavy body stepped on the ice, and it almost lost its footing.

Lan Xingjun's eyes flashed, and he exerted his strength again, and the ice and snow area continued to expand, almost spreading to Qiao Guang's side. He pulled out the snow blade, let out a secret cry, and disappeared into thin air!

Qiao Guang was taken aback by such a large formation here, and when his eyes looked at Lan Xingjun, he couldn't help but be surprised.

So fast!

At this speed, even Qiao Guang was moved. It's just drifting on the ice.,Such a powerful speed bonus!

Lan Xingjun came and went without a trace, circling around the silver puppet, drawing a knife from time to time to give him two mouthfuls. However, the corpse puppet had no blood and no pain, and Lan Xingjun's attack couldn't cause much damage to him. Lan Xingjun also discovered this problem, so he no longer diverged his attack range, and each knife landed precisely on the corpse golem's legs, and some even slashed at his ankles, doing his best to restrict his movements.

Qiao Guang nodded, this is a good way, it can be regarded as a learning.

Mo Qingtian sent a message to the corpse puppet: "Don't let him continue to expand the area of ice and snow and destroy the ice!"

The corpse golem's eyes shone brightly, ignoring Lan Xingjun's irritable attack like a fly, and roared, clenching his hands into fists and slamming them down.

The ice broke inch by inch, cracking piece by piece, which made all Lan Xingjun's hard-working layout crack.

Under the influence of the ice, Lan Xingjun's speed slowed down, and sometimes he would jam due to the uneven distribution of integrity, and he almost fell.

He gritted his teeth and continued to plunge the snow blade into the ground, the ice-blue light vibrating!

A radius of several miles is frozen again!

Lan Xingjun's whole person was emitting a faint blue light, and he said coldly: "I see if you destroy it quickly, or if I freeze it quickly." ”

The corpse golem roared wildly and raised his Vajra Fist again, hammering the ice as it ran across the ice, shattering layer by layer at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the rift spread rapidly. Lan Xingjun took advantage of the fact that the ice had not broken too much, and hurried to attack the corpse puppet, shouting: "I'll rub, you smashed it quickly, you won, you won, don't smash brother, these are all aura!"

Lan Xingjun frowned, this is a big loss, but unfortunately the corpse puppet couldn't listen to what he said, he just blindly smashed it, until he was done, he shook his head bitterly, and gnawed on the elixir that replenished his aura, no wonder Qiao Guang pushed this mess to him, it seems that this stupid big man is really not easy to mess with.

He smiled bitterly and stepped forward to confront the enemy again, shouting at the same time: "Why are you still stunned, what are you doing, hurry up and share the pressure with me, and beat that little kid hard!"

"Come on. Qiao Guang pushed up hard, splitting the claws suppressed by Mo Qingtian, the thunder light was faintly visible between the pupils, and the thunder snake in the palm of his left hand circled, and he really became a snake, opening his mouth and hissing towards Mo Qingtian.

Qiao Guang's expression was awe-inspiring, his left hand was in the shape of a claw, and he kept throwing out thunder rays of light towards Mo Qingtian, the thunder snake trembled on him, and Mo Qingtian's fingers that were entangled in death qi were smoking, making a sizzling sound.

Mo Qingtian's face was gloomy, this was actually the thunder of pure yang, restraining his death qi to death, he was forced to retreat step by step, the black qi in his hand gradually faded, and he grabbed it into the void, and the three-foot Qingfeng held it in his hand.

The sword body is dark red and narrow, and it is not a straight sword.

Qiao Guang squinted his eyes, and there were dark red lines on the sword body, which seemed to be a little familiar.

Suddenly, his brain buzzed like thunder.

In the image restored by Agu at the beginning, the sword body inside is so similar to this one!

Qiao Guang squinted his eyes and observed carefully, except for the color, he couldn't find anything that was different. If he is going to die, he is going to die, is he going to use the old woman's swordsmanship?

After thinking about it, the sword has always been the sword, but the swordsmanship he saw was not the thunder swordsmanship he needed, and these thunder-like lines were not obtained after the sword was tempered by thunder and lightning?

Mo Qingtian laughed cruelly, put the index finger of the middle finger of his left hand together, wiped it on the sword, and said with a smile: "Taomu, let them see what the real thunder sword technique looks like." ”

"Crackling"

Pitch-black thunderbolts slashed out, and the electric pills shattered to the ground.

Qiao Guang's expression was vigilant, and the Yang Qi Thunder Sword Technique used by Mo Senior, the golden color of the thunder and lightning was full, just like the God of Creation. And this turned out to be ...... Yin Qi into thunder?

Being able to replace the attribute of thunder and lightning with yin and death, Mo Qingtian is indeed a rare genius in the world, and even genius is no longer enough to describe him, this is a ghost talent, in order to fuse the yang and yin.

The name of the sword is peachwood, and as Mo Qingtian frantically wields the peachwood sword, the black yin qi thunder light shines brightly, and it smashes towards Qiao Guang in strips and groups.

Of course, Qiao Guang was not to be outdone, his left hand jumped again, pressed the bone knife, the whole knife was immersed in thunder light, he looked at Mo Qingtian coldly, and said: "It's also a real thunder sword technique, hmph, change it to no one is a ghost or a ghost, and you are still complacent! I shouldn't have taught you if I knew it, this is the thunder sword technique!"

After finishing speaking, Qiao Guang was stunned.

Mo Qingtian was also stunned.

The voice, the tone.

Qiao Guang felt a chill down his spine, what he said just now was not what he said, but it was said through his mouth.

Ling'er said in a deep voice: "This is the adhesion of the Yuan Shen, don't worry, it's okay." ”

Qiao Guang trembled, and Mo Qingtian's eyes when he looked at him were not only shocked, but also full of fear.

"Old, old ancestor?!"

"What?" Qiao Guang knew that he was the descendant of Mo Immortal's predecessor, but according to the tone of Mo Senior, he didn't seem to be treated well.

Qiao Guang couldn't manage so much, the bone knife was completely filled with thunder and lightning, and the arrow had to be sent on the string, he was like the reincarnation of the thunder god, and said coldly: "This is my thunder rolling knife technique!"

The sword light and the thunder light are mixed, mottled and entangled!

Thunder thundered on the ground.