The atmosphere at the top of the snow-capped mountain has become unspeakable.

The White Tiger Great Sage used the fetal beads three times, and now the backlash is coming, and the demonic qi in his body is no longer tumbling like a river, but like a gossamer, almost drying up.

She closed her eyes tightly, and heard the cloth-clothed man say in a soft tone: "The Great Sage can urge the fourth fetal bead, otherwise he will die under this half hairpin...... Didn't you cheapen your brother?"

A word in the middle of the words poked at the center.

She snapped open her eyes.

The fetal beads were swallowed by her again, the tiger stepped suddenly, the wind of the snowy mountains surged again, the sky clouds collapsed, and she regained her plain white color for the third time in the fluttering and trembling red coat.

A big red hair fluttered all over the sky.

She stepped on the top of the snow-capped mountain with her bare feet, and watched the cloth-clothed man in front of her sweep back into the carriage.

A white cool wooden bun pointed at him in the distance.

The White Tiger Great Sage was forced by Xiao Buyi to open the fourth fetal bead, but she was afraid of the white cool wooden bun, if she wanted to recapture Yi Xiao, it seemed absolutely impossible at this time.

When did she walk in the world, when did she encounter such a grievance?

The White Tiger Great Sage waved suddenly, the carriage was swept by the wind, and the little royal highness in the lotus clothes who was pasted with a "clear dream" talisman in the carriage was almost swept out by the force of the wind, but it was a pity that the eldest lady of the Tang family who was holding the green leaf had a calm face, and one hand pressed on the talisman, and it was as heavy as Mount Tai.

Next, the White Tiger Great Sage saw a terrifying scene.

It's like having guessed that after you start the beads, you will definitely be unwilling to blow the car with the wind.

As the carriage shook, a large purple talisman flew out.

And then there's the second one.

Hundreds.

Thousands.

Xiao Buyi traveled all over the world, and there were nearly 1,000 talismans pasted outside the carriage, and the rest were hidden inside the carriage.

8,731 in all.

At this moment, there were a lot of them, pouring out like a river and an ocean, and rushing to the White Tiger Great Sage with the wind.

There was a roar from the top of the mountain.

The White Tiger Great Sage screamed, his feet stomped on the earth, and in the midst of the wind bursting, the whole person swept away into the distance, and he didn't care if Yi Xiao in the carriage could be taken back to the Chess Palace by himself.

If she was dragged to the top of the mountain by these talismans, she would have opened the fourth fetal bead, and she would have fallen here today.

Countless talismans chased after them like an ocean.

Xiao Buyi squinted his eyes, sensing that the demonic qi left extremely fast, and in an instant, he walked away for several miles, his face was no longer relaxed, and he suddenly restrained all the insipidity, but became extremely dignified.

His Royal Highness whispered a sigh of illumination, and the snow-white lion beside the top of the mountain recuperated for a moment, and at this moment he was covered in blood, his eyes suddenly opened, and he regained his brilliance, rolled up the carriage, and ran in the direction of the Great Wall.

After confirming that the white tiger was now in the situation of the mud bodhisattva crossing the river, Xiao Buyi immediately let go of the hairpin in his hand.

Above that hairpin, there is an invisible force of resistance.

I held a small half pillar of incense, and half of my body was shuttled by sword qi, and I was already numb.

The eldest lady of the Tang family is not much better.

She tried to hold the hairpin first, and the moment she held the hairpin, she was already feeling bad.

Such a hairpin, the great killing weapon left by the sword immortal, how can it be held at will and used to drive?

The Second Highness couldn't even hold it, let alone hand out a sword to the tiger.

This was left by Li Changge to Yi Xiao.

Only Yi Xiao can use it.

If there is another person in this world who can use it, it can only be Wei Lingshan, and it can never be His Royal Highness and Tang Xiaoman.

It's a pity that the tiger is in an environment where you can't think.

Xiao Buyi was already shocked into a cold sweat.

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath repeatedly.

Too risky.

Too risky.

If after holding his hair bun, he keeps making demands, and constantly "insatiable", and is seen by this tiger, then this Western Regions is the burial place of the two of them.

Tang Xiaoman was also pale.

"Husband......

She seemed to hear the sound of a great tremor in the distance.

The beast tide of the demon clan in the Western Regions estimated that it only took a small half pillar of incense to rush to the snow-capped mountain they had just had.

If you confront the small half-pillar incense again, what will happen?

His Royal Highness himself knows it.

If the tide of beasts comes to that snowy mountain.

Then even if the Da Luo Immortal comes, he can't save himself.

Xiao Buyi leaned on the carriage, his lips pulled, and he was a little deprived.

He muttered, "Lao Tzu can hide the mountain...... Isn't this old monster seeing a lot of cultivators, if I could hide the mountain, I would still fight her to the death, and kill her with a knife. ”

His Royal Highness smiled.

He looked at His Royal Highness who was curled up in the carriage, making the carriage a little crowded.

He snorted and scolded with a smile: "That is, you are hard-hitting, and you were almost moved to the Western Regions by the tiger just now, do you know?"

The little highness with a "clear dream" talisman pasted on his forehead turned a deaf ear.

His Royal Highness smiled angrily: "Sleep, sleep, wake up, you look good." ”

He suddenly thought of the talisman he had attached to the tiger's forehead.

Xiao Buyi raised his head, held both sides of the empty car door with both hands, leaned out, and looked around.

In front of you, there is a snowy scene whistling by, or a continuous snow-capped mountain that is gradually moving away.

Heavy snow obscured the eyes.

The tiger was gone.

I wonder what kind of expression she will have on her face when she sees the contents of that talisman?

......

......

The world's fastest.

The Great Sage of the White Tiger ran a long distance.

She forcibly consumed the talisman behind her before finally stopping.

The Confucianism of the cloth-clothed man is extremely weird, countless talismans chase him, and he invisibly locks the qi machine remotely, and if he stops, he will suffer from the talismans.

What if she was in her prime, and she was forced to connect these talismans with her physique?

But she had already overdrawn the beads four times.

When she stopped, the fourth fetal bead was just exhausted, and the great sage's throat was sweet, and his mouth opened so much that the mask shattered.

Half of the blood-red bead was almost spit out of her throat.

She slapped the fetal bead back with one hand, mixed with blood and swallowed it back again, and after the mask shattered, it was a domineering and ruthless woman's face between her eyebrows.

The woman's eyes were closed.

She had no more strength left to walk.

Unknowingly, it actually crossed most of the Western Regions.

She followed her breath and came here, hoping that the person here would be able to help her get rid of the danger of the talisman

Sensing this aura, the White Tiger Great Sage slowly turned his face and aimed the woman's face, who was not angry and arrogant, at a certain direction in the snow.

With great difficulty, she lifted her fingers and removed the haunting talisman that had haunted her forehead.

Hesitation.

She didn't dare to open her eyes when she uncovered them.

But I heard a mocking voice coming from the snow.

The point of the sound was low.

It's like lying on your stomach in the snow all the time.

At this moment the man read the words engraved on the talisman.

The woman suddenly opened her eyes and saw that the talisman was not lethal, it was just a false cover from beginning to end.

Her "poof" spurted out her heart's blood, her face was like gold paper, and she was crumbling.

The mocking voice in the snow pierced the bottom of my heart.

There was only one word written on that talisman.

Extreme ridicule.

Stupid.

(There are only two shifts today)