Wan Yan pulled the black god to the ground and said, "Squat down quickly, don't be discovered." ”

Wan Yan actually pounced.

Wan Yan passed through the dark god's quiet white painted body, and almost slipped off the roof.

But it's not good, the black god seems to have deliberately pushed his face.

Wan Yan fell from a great height.

When it fell, the soldiers looked at each other, as if they had already seen that Wanyan was here.

The body of the body is subversive, and what does it fall on.

The white greasy body is the arms of the bandit, and the princess holds the posture and catches the face.

Wanyan looked up like the top of the eaves, and the black god flashed but disappeared.

"You—you are. ”

The white-armored soldier gravity ended and threw Wan Yan aside.

"You ask me? I want to ask you. ”

Jiaoyin came, it seemed to be a little nervous, this cold white armor suit, you can deeply feel the beauty of the pink embroidery temperament.

Bai Jia took off his mask, and it turned out to be Xiao Jiong's mother.

The snow tiger roared, and the comrades-in-arms, the soldiers, even the villagers, and even the little girl and the old yellow dog at the head of the village all wagged their cheerful tails and took strange steps, rushing towards Wanyan.

Wanyan felt that he was different, but he couldn't say it.

I'm also wondering what's wrong with me, it's really ...... like this.

But it wasn't a very real scene, which made him shiver.

I actually vaguely heard the master's voice of preaching.

Wanyan's scalp is numb, and his body feels bad.

The cold dragon gathers the snow in spring

Nine Heavens of Heaven and Hell are cold

All were frozen in ice.

It's a memory, but it's also a haze that is hard to escape.

The picture turned back to Xiao Jiong's side.

"Xiao Jiong—Xiao Jiong!"

Everyone talked about it, recalling the provenance of this place and the location of the treasure.

Xiao Jiong looked up: "Dad?"

Xiao Jiong blew his bangs and stood and looked.

Qin Yu'er's subordinates couldn't stop talking......

"It turned out to be an ice sword, a sharp blade that can make people lose their hearts. ”

......

The thick fog that filled the surroundings was illuminated by the sunlight that gradually shone in.

The clear land has not yet been brightened, and some residual shadows can still be seen under the cold blue sky.

The temperature has dropped rapidly in the past few days.

Thick gas into frost.

The ice is not three feet, but it has the meaning of ice.

The black god teleported to Xiao Jiong's side, laughing obscenely-

"Hehe....... ”

Xiao Jiong's father's face was pale, as if he had returned to the scene of the attack and falling off the eaves decades ago.

The picture emerged with a laugh from the black god.

......

Xiao Jiong looked back at the tears and muttered, "Master——。 ”

The black god smiled lewdly: "You are my dream of sub-zero coolness, a dream that is cold but unattachable." ”

All the people were still, and the picture was still, as if it was several times cooler than this peerless Ice Condensing Cold Sword.

Right now.

Xiao Jiong, Bald and the others all felt extremely cold.

Not because of the cold and merciless snow falling from the sky, but because the ice sword that makes the winter and the earth cold even colder people's hearts.

Xiao Jiong's father raised his hand and shouted, "Be careful——。 ”

Everyone still didn't have time to dodge, this intimate blow.

Everyone and even the Baizhang Army Spirit also felt that the soul of the Frozen Fire Spirit was frozen by the frost, and they only felt a chill behind them, and everyone was frozen in ice.

Even the rubble and debris around him, as well as dust and sand grains, were frozen in the air, unable to move.

Wan Yan gritted his teeth and said, "Black-God——。 ”

The whip came from the blow~

Xiao Jiong's father also felt the cold ice intent through the bones, yes, this is the power of the Ice Condensing Sword.

That's right, Wanyan's master was killed by this cold chill.

This scene actually appeared in front of him again, trying to kill his beloved son Xiaojiong.

Jingle bell~

After finishing Yan Yaojiong's father, he quickly threw out a nine-section cold light whip from his waist, and the silver body was shining and dazzling.

"Becoming an Immortal"

Rushing to the wind and rain, the silver dragon appeared, the wind swept the pear blossom whip cold, drew a wind arc, and accurately hit the black god's white clothes and green clouds penetrated the black skin, and the immortal Taoist clothes.

In an instant, the two of them rushed into the sky at great speed.

Wanyan is afraid that the fierce wind of the battle will tear apart the people who are frozen in ice.

The wind was cold and dragon-like, and the immortal threw the ball with a move and quickly whipped out, heading towards the Black God Seal Hall.

Decide on the realm of Qiankun and Void......

The black god wanted to recite the Great Divine Spell of the Void Spirit, turned back to attack, formed a talisman, and popped out a large arc of the silver divine whip that came from the blow, and hit it around the right temple of the sun on the side of his face.

Wanyan raised one of his high legs, Zhang Fei got on the horse and flew to deceive, and the whip slid towards the black god again, the black god just turned around sharply, dodged and went away, and escaped the spirit god with one move, dodging the silver whip that swirled.

A puff of black smoke disperses and gathers.

"Hahaha, it's slower and duller than back then!"

A rustic ridicule, with the flavor of the native, came sarcastically.

The phantom sound tightened around the eardrums.

Wanyan frowned tightly, wiped his sweat, and pulled his nine-section whip into two sections, one long and one short.

The wind swept the thunderbolt for nine days, and this move was a big move, which really rolled up the remnant clouds to avoid the sun and the moon.

The cross splits the red intersection and the silver snake wraps around the blue sky.

Thunderbolt II shook for nine days.

The black god's fairy robe and white scarf

, impaled by the Silver Whip.

Nearly scratched my wrist.

The black god's black face glanced down at the white sleeves and black wrists.

The angry eyebrows intersect, like a braided white rope, whipped and floating, and the qi is straight knotted.

Wanyan panted, his posture did not decrease, he was virtual and real, and he used the courage of the enemy, and he walked along the whip and fork.

The black god's face darkened.

"Mortal. ”

The black god had a void spirit spell, binding his body.

Wanyan shook his body, and the two whips were shocked, shattering the knotted seal curse.

With a move, the immortal flirted with his chest to shield the black qi slashing one after another.

It turned out that when the black god finished restraining his face, he also summoned the Ruyi Sword.

The wind made the world change, and the silver whip festival turned nine times.

The other covers the wind and shakes the earth.

These two sections of the broken whip are the arc wind is long, seeing that the clouds want to grow, and the arc is open in the fog, so big that it is boundless, and the black god is encircled into the whipping range.

"You heaven-sent black god, today I will use your mortal body to expel your heaven-sent black devil. ”

"One-mortal, no-foot-to-——。 ”

The sparks from the collision of golden light scattered the heavens and the earth.

The gossip god whip is passed down, and the five elements and eight laws are in the middle of the mystery.

The Xuanmiao Festival whip gave birth to a majestic momentum, and came towards the Ruyi sword.

Forcefully punched out another great sword.

The two whips were against the two red, the heavens and the earth changed, and the scorching fire baked and melted the frost of everyone below.

The black god drove the Frost Sword and slashed down vigorously, slashing the shocking sky cloud in two sections, thick and heavy.

The three divine swords vigorously slashed Yan Fan's body.

The boy worships the Buddha with one foot, walks on the broad side, and then comes, slashing and slashing the sword, and the cold and hot light echoes the heaven and earth.

Decide the ......

The humbling Hejian did not listen to the command.

It turned out that Xiao Jiong also controlled the Heguang Sword.

"How bold the heart is, how big the dream is, look at the sword black - division. ”

With a hateful whip style, the black god scolded repeatedly.

"You—deceive the teacher and destroy the ancestors. ”

Xiao Jiong scolded: "You are disrespectful to the old man and have lied to me for a long time. ”

Wanyan made a strange python turn over and the earth was cold.

At the moment of the blow, Yan Yaojiong and his father said in unison: "I'm still mortal——。 ”

With a long groan, the silver light of the earth sprinkled the blue sky, and the white light and silver spread all over the ground.

The world is white, and the world is purified.

Hahaha......

"Who do you think you're killing?"

An old laugh swooped into everyone's ears and invaded everyone's brains.

"Are you ......?"

"Could it be, kill—kill the wrong ?!!?"