Before the Baili Festival staggered and stood firmly, he had already seen the place where the light and dust fell, the ice and snow opened and closed, the white light was bright, and the seven nights converged with the stars, and the formation was opened in an instant.

Dense ice spikes quickly spread out on the smooth and smooth ice surface, and ice spikes poured in from all directions, towering like a forest, sharp as a blade, and quickly surrounded the light and dust.

Once triggered, the Ice Blade Array closes immediately.

If you don't break it, you can't get out, and if you don't die, you can't get in.

He Guang Tongchen stood quietly among the ice thorns, his face was calm and unwavering, he closed his eyes peacefully and chanted slowly. The ice spikes stopped half a foot outside of him, and they couldn't get any closer to him.

The heavy snow fell from the sky, pieces like blades, flashing with the cold light of the forest, and the light and dust rosary, a golden light was emitted around the body, and the red lotus slowly bloomed from the feet, like fire like flames, and quickly opened all over the snow area.

The fire is raging, and the red lotus is in full bloom.

The snow and ice melt, and the mountains and rivers thaw.

Fire can overcome ice, and ten thousand years of ice sinking is no match for the red lotus fire. Everything familiar with the Hundred Mile Festival gradually turned into curling smoke, ethereal and blurry.

With the light and dust, this is not only to break the formation, but almost to destroy the entire Beichuan.

He Guang Tongchen's eyebrows were compassionate, but his expression was resolute.

He can do whatever it takes for her!

"Dust-free"

When the red lotus industry burned all over the mountains, in the depths of the thick white mist, there was a cool and ethereal voice, faintly choked, like crying, and the light and dust closed their eyes and concentrated, but they were suddenly disturbed and their hearts were confused.

He opened his eyes and looked around blankly, and the cold wind filled his snow-colored monk's robe.

"Dust-free"

The voice that could not be found was like a sharp sword piercing the chest of Heguang Tongchen, and Heguang Tongchen stood in the cold wind, in a trance......

Who is Wuchen?

Who's calling?

He Guang Tongchen raised his fingers to cover his chest, and slowly, withdrew the red lotus that was blooming everywhere.

The red lotus was extinguished, the ice spike was reborn, and the snow blade fell again, when a sharp ice spike on the chest attacked, and the light and the dust leaned over, and the ice thorn behind him immediately hit his heart, only for a moment, the ice thorn had hit the chest, and he couldn't dodge, and the light and the dust were about to hold it with his bare hands, but he saw that the ice thorn flashed, and it had pierced a small but powerful body.

The Snow Phantom Bird stood in front of the light and dust in a panic, facing the sharp ice spikes and not retreating, white blood gurgling out of its chest, and hoarse screams bursting out of its throat, revealing the desolation of farewell.

He Guang Tongchen's outstretched palm suddenly stopped, and he saw that the body of the snow phantom bird gradually became transparent, like an ice sculpture, and suddenly shattered into tens of millions of pieces.

The crushed ice warmed into water in his palm, and the water gurgled out from his fingers, dripping warm, like the tears of a lover's parting.

Love to the bone.

This kind of love is too tragic.

He Guangtongchen slowly opened his palm, and the long wind passed by. The ice thorns stabbed again like a sharp blade, and the light and dust did not dodge or dodge, the Buddhist scriptures in his mouth were recited lightly, the ice thorns pierced his fingertips first, and the bright red blood fell to the lotus.

Standing with the light and dust in the lotus, it is like a beautiful scenery. The wind and snow stopped three feet away from him, and the red lotus held him up slowly like a holy Buddha, and he lowered his eyes to look around, and suddenly his eyes lit up, it turned out to be based on the formation of the Seven Stars of the Green Dragon.

After seeing through it, He Guang Tongchen instantly raised his finger and shot out seven red lotus karmic fires, which fell on the position of the Seven Residences corresponding to the formation.

The lotus fire falls, the wind and snow stop, and the ice pierces away.

Ice blades are broken!

He Guangtongchen knows that Beichuan is buried with imprisoned gods. It is a forbidden place for humans to set foot. He didn't know what the price would be, but he had no choice and no way out.

He Guang Tongchen fell on the tip of his toes, the ice immediately collapsed, and the mountains shook for a while, and then a fierce momentum revealed the ice, and when He Guang Tongchen saw clearly, it was actually a huge green dragon rising out from under the water, carrying the cold air of the forest, twisting its body wildly, setting off a burst of wild waves and pouring mountains and seas.

The green dragon circled around the light and dust, encircled him in the collapsed ice, circled him, and pressed towards him with a coercive force. He Guang Tongchen looked up, and it happened to meet its huge dragon head, the green dragon stared at the fist-sized dragon eye, his eyes were scarlet, like two red blood beads, and his eyes were devouring.

Holding the red lotus karmic fire in his palm and staring at it quietly, the green dragon naturally recognized the holy fire that looked like a red lotus, the fire was infinitely powerful, it would not be extinguished when it met with water, and the raging flames could burn until its soul was scattered.

Red Lotus Buddha!

He's back!

Qinglong still remembers that hundreds of thousands of years ago, when it was protecting the river, it was burned by the fire of the red lotus industry, and the fire burned an inch, and the pain hit the whole body, such as peeling the skin and cracking the skin, like drilling the heart and destroying the bones, and the pain was suffocating.

The ice under his feet was all broken, and his feet were floating in vain, and the red lotus under his feet was in full bloom, surrounding his body layer by layer, brilliant and scorching, like a fire.

Qinglong didn't dare to act rashly, but he didn't give an inch, and the time passed quietly, and the wind and snow around him were quiet.

The Baili Festival stood dozens of feet away, and the powerful coercion made him unable to get close. His eyes widened as he looked at the dragon hovering in mid-air, with a body like a long snake, a unicorn head, a carp tail, a long beard, horns like a deer, a body with five claws, and a mighty appearance. He recognized that it was the Green Dragon, one of the four divine beasts!

The green dragon is the mount of the river god of Kyushu, hundreds of thousands of years ago the river god was punished by heaven and died, the bones were buried at the bottom of the Beichuan River, the green dragon mourned, followed away, and then disappeared for hundreds of thousands of years, this time it came out, earth-shattering.

In the ice cave of the green dragon, there were several long tongues of fire, and the tongues of fire jumped in front of the green dragon, but they could not stop, and the Baili Festival knew that he was compassionate after all, even if he was threatened, he still showed mercy.

Qinglong was also a little surprised by the kindness of the light and dust, the monk in front of it was clearly the same as the pure and dusty appearance of the year, but although the pure and dustless back then was also born with such kind eyebrows and kind eyes, he had a cold and ruthless heart that was different from him.

Back then, the pure and dustless foot on the fire red lotus, clothed in the light of the Buddha, came from the west, mercilessly pointed to the red lotus industry fire all over Beichuan, but could not burn the heart of the river god frozen like iron.

Now, what changed him?

The two sides were at a stalemate here, and the Baili Sacrifice couldn't bear it anymore, so he forcibly accumulated spiritual power to summon ice and snow, condensing into several ice spikes and attacking the green dragon.

The green dragon was full of anger and contempt for the Snow Phantom Spirit Child who had rebelled against the will of the river god, and it swung its dragon body, immediately setting off a stormy wave.

Seeing the murder of the green dragon, He Guang Tongchen immediately exuded a golden mang, jumped into the sky, broke through the nine skies, and broke free from the control of the green dragon in an instant. The white robe flutters like a crane, raising its palm, the wind and clouds gather, with a flick of the fingers, the stars and rain are like a waterfall.

Instantly, it suppressed the strong power of the green dragon.

It was not the Buddhist exercises that He Guang Tongchen used this time, but the floating cloud palm of the divine realm, the green dragon was shocked, and the Baili Festival was also shocked.