It has been snowing for three days and three nights, and the wind and snow have been covering the sky and the earth, and it has become a world of ice and snow. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

By the Yinchuan River, there is a Taoist, a giant, the Taoist is called Sichuan, the giant is Jin Ming, the two have become familiar with each other in three days, after all, they have experienced the same life and death.

Sichuan Taoist was a little irritable walking back and forth, his heart was extremely uneasy, he plucked up the courage to leave here several times, but every time he saw the two straight hairs, he would wither, and once and again, his courage had been lost.

The giant boy's nose and face were red from the cold, and he rubbed his hands together and exclaimed, "It's cold......! I'm freezing to death!"

Sichuan Taoist looked back at the somewhat funny little giant, quite envious of him, this heartless and a little neurotic little giant, although the cultivation is not high, but the luck is against the sky, first have their own protection, and now the backer is even more powerful to the limitless.

"Jin Ming Little Friends ......"

"Sichuan senior, do you have something?"

Sichuan hesitated for a moment, and said in the future: "Can you help me plead with my seniors and let me go?"

Jin Ming looked at Sichuan suspiciously, and said, "Let you go?" Mr. didn't keep you!"

So far, it's been three days, and Mr. hasn't said a word at all, just two hairs, no matter how powerful he is, he can't speak!

The face of the Sichuan Taoist became even more bitter, he didn't say that he would let him stay, but he didn't say that he would let him go! He didn't dare to try, for fear that if people didn't allow it, he would leave without permission, and he would be directly dragged down to be with those two companions.

"Jin Ming Xiaoyou, I don't understand what the seniors mean, can you help me ask?" Sichuan said to Jin Ming cheekily.

Jin Ming thought for a while, and felt that Sichuan's concerns were right, and the gentleman's temper was not very good, especially now, so he spoke to the two long hairs that reached the sky......

Yinchuan crossing, the central ancestral mountain.

On the top of the mountain, there are three Taoists, the middle one, holding the dust in his hand, his beard is white, and the other two, one green and one gold, three people stand in the snow, looking into the distance, frowning......

"It's been three days, it's been three days......"

"Senior brother, the wind and snow are full of cold and evil atmosphere, and it looks like a natural disaster, but a man-made disaster!"

"Man-made disaster? cultivators in this realm, who has such a cultivation? The three clans of people, ghosts and demons, can there be the strongest who is proficient in the spell of exhaling wind and snow?"

The three of them were silent, no! They filtered through all the strong people, and none of them had such a means to control the wind and snow.

"Could it be him?"

"Him?"

"Senior brother, his punch covered the frost for thousands of miles......"

Yichuan Sect Ancestor was speechless for a while, his mouth was full of bitterness, if it was him, it was possible, because his methods were beyond their understanding.

The other two Sect Ancestors, none of them spoke, they put their hands to their mouths, and sighed, a chill penetrated their hearts!

It's cold!

"Zhangjiao, two godfathers, Senior Brother Sichuan is back!"

A small ball dressed round rolled over, Xiao Daotong wore a big felt hat, a scarf around his neck, I don't know how many layers of Taoist robes he was wearing, Xiao Daotong's face was red from the cold, two icicles under his nose, and his nose was frozen.

With such an image, seeing that the three sect ancestors frowned, Yichuan sect ancestors suddenly felt a shock in their hearts, and hurriedly asked, "You mean Sichuan?"

"It's Senior Brother Sichuan. ”

"Quick! get him here!"

"Yes......"

The ball rolls away again.

......

There was not much time, the three ancestors of Yinchuan Du and the Sichuan Daoist hurriedly went to the Demon Cave, and they saw the Demon Cave at the bottom of the Demon Cave, and the filthy Demon Hunter Roy, Roy was already as thin as wood, and his eyes were dull and dull......

But when he saw Yichuan and Yijian, his eyes instantly turned red, bloodthirsty and crazy, he jumped up and screamed and pounced: "Kill, kill, kill, you should die, revenge ......"

Yichuan Lao Dao frowned and waved the dust, and restrained the madman who pounced on him, and the other three saw Roy like this, their hearts were clouded, and their faces were heavy.

"Senior brother, do you really want to take him over?"

"Senior brother, he looks like this......"

If that person saw his disciple become like this, would he ruin Yin Chuandu in a fit of rage?

Sichuan Taoist thought of the fate of the devil, the two hairs that were extremely frightening, he hit a spirit, and hurriedly persuaded: "Uncle Zhang, please think twice, that senior has a bad temper, very bad......"

Yichuan Sect Ancestor shook his head and said, "He asked you to come back, just to send us over, we have no choice, let's go!"

He used the dust to tie up Roy, who was struggling fiercely, and flew out......

"Senior brother, at least give him a change of clothes and freshen up!"

Yichuan smiled bitterly and said: "The water is frozen, do you boil the water to wash him, or do I wash him?"

A sword and a gold, sighed, and followed.

The Sichuan Taoist led the way, and the three godfathers took Roy behind, and in less than an hour, the three of them arrived at the Yinchuan River.

The pupils of the three constricted, and the Yin River froze, which had never been seen since ancient times, and the one who was angry actually froze the Yin Chuan, and the ominousness in their hearts became even more intense.

"Roy, let him go, let him go!" the little giant Jin Ming was heartbroken and yelled angrily.

Yichuan Lao Dao did not have the same knowledge as him, and as soon as the dust was loosened, Roy, who was full of gorgeous hair, was relieved, and his eyes were red, and he roared towards Lao Dao.

"Roy, Roy...... I'm Jin Ming......"

As soon as Jin Ming grabbed Roy, he was thrown out, at this time, Roy only had hatred in his eyes, how could he hear other voices, he was desperate to kill Yichuan and Jin, and take revenge!

"Sir!"

The two hairs bent down and trembled slightly, curling Roy up and pulling him into the river, where the black ice cracked and Roy was pulled in.

The four Taoists on the riverbank, all with shocked faces, this is Yinchuan, a forbidden place for life, if you pull it down like this, can you still live?

The four looked at each other, a little incredulous, is this saving people, or killing people?

The little giant Jin Ming was calm in his heart, he wiped the tears from his face, sat down quietly, and looked at the crack on the ice with red eyes without blinking.

Roy will be fine, he is more convinced of this than anyone, and the gentleman has made a move.

The icy river water, the familiar breath, the demon Roy gradually quieted down, he was pulled by the two heels, and dived towards the bottom of the river, the deeper he dived, the pressure inside and outside his body became more and more, and the river seemed to become viscous.

It was the first time for Roy to dive so deep, and he had tried it before, but the resistance was too great for him to get down at all.

The pressure was getting bigger and bigger, and in the end, Roy's body was flattened, and the moment he felt that he was about to be squeezed, he entered a Dao Palace, and there were two vivid ice sculptures at the entrance of the Dao Palace, one demon and one ghost, and there was a fear on the devil's face.

The door of the Dao Palace was open, the hall was full of black water, the Dao Palace was submerged, and at the moment when Roy entered the hall, the white-robed young man on the cloud bed in the north opened his eyes, and his eyes were full of water, and a sad aura enveloped the hall.

In the center of the main hall, a gray-haired old man raised his head, the chain around his neck was driven, and there were a few sounds, and the old man's gray eyes were a little curious, this devil who was ruthless to others and even more ruthless to himself, could have such a strange emotion.

The young man's heart was moved, and the two long hairs led the giant to the cloud bed, and gently put down the giant, and the hair retracted, becoming one of the three thousand hairs.