Chapter Seven: The Demon Mother Bo Xun Shenjun Ganque

Pang Xian looked at the rolling cold wave like the sky collapsed, and the thunder sound that shook the sky and the earth wanted to break the eardrums, and the walls stood thousands of feet, Qi and the sky were high, as if the sky was destroyed.

"Xian'er, come on!"

Xu Feiniang's face was full of anxiety, the cold soul valley meridian cold tide was fierce and powerful, shocking the immortals in the world, at this time, even if the immortal family escaped, it was difficult to escape the cold wave.

At the moment, with a finger of the handle, the five-colored smoke rose up, and the Taiyi Wuyanluo no longer had any reservations, as if the dome color furnace was guarding the wind and rain.

At the critical moment, Pang Xian made a move with his right hand, and the five ghosts of Xuan Ming were full of dark aura, and the void moved and escaped to carry Pang Xian, and with a flicker, he came to where Xu Feiniang was standing. Jin Xia and Yunyan suddenly separated, and Pang Xian and Xu Feiniang were standing side by side.

Fearing that the defense would not be enough, Pang Xian attached the Nine Heavens Yuan Yang Ruler to the Five Smoke Luo and laid a layer of golden light divine cover. The smoke clouds are floating, the golden light is rippling, and the Tao is overflowing. With two Taoist defense treasures, I am afraid that only the incense cloud treasure cover and the seven treasure gold buildings of Buddhism can be compared.

"Bang!"

It was like a million-pound iron city floating slaughter, and it was like an ancient beast raging in the world, Pang Xian and Xu Feiniang were like cannonballs, they were hit hard to the rear, leaving two mud plows on the ground like deep ravines.

The Nine Heavens Yuan Yang Ruler Qing Ling Ling was above Pang Xian's head, the golden flowers were purple and vigorous, Pang Xian gritted his teeth, "Hmph!

With a finger of his hand, the dragon ball shone brightly, like a big sun, reflecting the sky and the earth in a silvery white, and even the dark rolling cold wave was illuminated thoroughly.

"Whew...... Whew......"

Cumulus clouds, dense fog surging, the sky and the earth, covered with cold waves. This kind of momentum, the river bursting the embankment and the Tianhe river pouring in, is nothing more than that, comparable to the most powerful forbidden law of the immortal family.

However, the dragon ball was full of strength, and a huge whirlpool suddenly gave birth to here, with a radius of 100 acres. The vastness is like a black hole, devouring everything in the universe.

Xu Feiniang has not never seen the world, but she is still shocked by the sight and speechless. Such a powerful meridian cold wave can be called a force that shocks the universe, but now it is like the Nine Heavens Galaxy rushing into the bottomless abyss, surging endlessly, and the momentum is endless.

Pang Xian knew that he had fallen into some kind of danger now, and although the scattered immortals were beyond the ordinary, if they were not robbed, they would have four or five hundred years of leisure. But compared with the great power of heaven and earth, it is still as small as an ant.

I was ruthless in my heart, but I wanted to see what kind of power the dragon ball practiced by the three thousand years Jiaolong Lifelong Essence Dao Fruit could exert in this annihilating cold wave.

Once it fell into a desperate situation, it stimulated all of Pang Xian's potential, and the Dragon Ball was like a brilliant day, shining brightly and shining in the ten law realms. The second primordial god inside, the dragon chanted endlessly, spreading between heaven and earth, setting off shocking waves in the cold wave, like an immeasurable sea, whirlpooling and surging.

The momentum of the Jiaolong Ball is rising day by day, and the Dragon Essence Yuan is originally strong and condensed, and it is definitely not something that Pang Xian can refine in a day and night. Now under external pressure, it has been completely activated, and the second primordial god is like being soaked in a sea of vitality, and every breath is thriving.

Soon, the mana of the second primordial god surpassed Pang Xian's own cultivation, which was enough to match the old generation of ascetic cultivation for a hundred years, and even Xu Feiniang, who was standing next to him, felt a little pressure. This is probably the fastest refining method in the world!

It's just that later, in the face of the endless and overwhelming cold wave, even Xu Feiniang was a little desperate. Looking at the dragon ball hanging in the air, I thought that if I wanted to die, I would die!

With both hands towards Pang Xian's back, the true qi of the Wutai faction, which originated from the same origin, was like a trickle at the beginning, and then merged into the Nine Heavens Galaxy and poured into Pang Xian's body. Pang Xian's mouth was sweet, and then this help was all destroyed into the Dragon Ball. The dragon ball is even brighter and brighter!

Under their full attention, Pang Xian and the others didn't know the passage of time, if they were sober, I am afraid they would not have imagined that they would be able to hold on for so long!

Suddenly, the flood was overwhelming, and the immeasurable cold wave that was like a mountain of pressure quickly weakened, and without defense, Pang Xian stumbled and fell to the ground with Xu Feiniang.

The Jiao Long Ball rolled down to the ground, smashing out a deep chasm, this is a solid soil that has been frozen by the cold wave for a long time! Ordinary flying sword magic weapons may also be able to leave marks, but they were smashed out of the hole by the Jiao Dragon Ball, which shows how heavy this bead is to absorb the immeasurable cold air.

On the top of the precipice, a golden bridge suddenly descended, leading directly to the feet of Pang Xian and Xu Feiniang.

"Friends under the cliff, please come up and talk about it!"

Pang Xian and Xu Feiniang glanced at each other, thinking that it seemed that Deng Bagu had made a contribution to persuasion. Reaching out to pick up the Jiaolong Ball, he suddenly felt a sinking, and his heart was bitter, and the second primordial god that he had finally cultivated was scrapped in the short term.

Yuan Shen sense, no matter how heavy it is, will be able to change freely, just like the ancient yak is strong and huge, but it still drives Ruyi to his own body. But now it can't be urged by the second elemental god, which shows that the problem is a big problem.

When the two of them moved to the top of the cliff along the golden bridge, they saw an old man with a black veil standing in the air, with obvious red palm prints on her face and tears in her eyes, but she did not roll down, looking a different kind of stubbornness.

Pang Xian was temporarily abolished because of the second primordial god, and the dragon shadow of the primordial god inside had been frozen by the cold aura of Xuanyin, and he looked sad. Even Xu Feiniang was a little pale and weak due to the excessive consumption of true qi.

The Demon Mother Bo Xun looked at the embarrassment of the two, and blamed her for being too lax in disciplining her daughter in the past, and not knowing the importance of doing things. However, the two of them were able to retreat under the meridian cold wave, which was by no means an ordinary scattered immortal.

"If you have anything to say, wait until the temple rests for a while!"

Pang Xian's heart was like a mess, but looking at the posture of the old woman in front of him, which was quite similar to his mother-in-law, he thought to himself, this should be Bo Xunpo!

Walking through the long, narrow stone mound, there may be frequent people passing here, except for the cold weather, it is also clean and tidy.

Behind the stone road, there is a cave in the sky, coming out of the dark and cramped passage, the ground suddenly brightens up in front of you, the jade tree ice flower, and the Qionglin is splendid. It seems to have stepped into the world of ice sculpture glass, reflecting the sunlight in the sky, the glow of the sun, and the brilliance of the phantom city.

Pang Xian was amazed, Bo Xunpo was much more tasteful than her sister Gu Panpo. Although she is now her old man's son-in-law, she still has to say that her mother-in-law is really like a nouveau riche landlord. The gold, silver and jade piles are piled up, and the pavilions and pavilions are full of flowers and green, full of tacky.

Walking along the way, I saw that there are not a few exotic flowers and plants here, such as a basin-sized mille-feuille snow lotus, and a nameless fairy fruit made of jade trees. It's just that all of this presents a white and crystal color, unlike the flourishing and lush vegetation of southern Xinjiang.

"Huh!"

Pang Xian suddenly found that the cold air erupted from many holes, and the entire Cold Soul Valley was dressed up like a blessed land of immortals.

Nada said coldly: "That spews out is the meridian cold wave, and its source is the unpredictable place of yin and cold, you ......"

I wanted to mock Pang Xian, but I suddenly remembered that this dead boy could be spared under the cold wave that broke out with all his might, which was really sensational. Thinking of this, there was a faint pain on his face, he didn't do this to make his father angry, but he was punished and scolded by his mother, which was really an endless grievance.

After a while, the people came to the main hall. This Cold Soul Valley Hall is quite bizarre, not like an ordinary Taoist, but has an open and uninhibited postmodern style.

A huge lotus stone platform is located in the middle, the cold tide is surging, the white mist covers it, and it is faintly visible that there is a hundred leaf Ganoderma lucidum growing in the center of the stamen, about three feet high, the posture is strange, the strange light bursts out, the essence is ten thousand, exudes a sweet fragrance.

Pang Xian was looking at it, when he suddenly heard a mellow elder ask, "You are the messenger sent by Gu Pan Po?"

Take a closer look, behind the lotus stone platform, there are five stone tables, in addition to Deng Bagu, there is another Taoist who has a superb breeze and an elegant dust, just looking at the appearance is heartbreaking, presumably it is the master of this place, Shenjun Ganque.