Then the dead air continued to converge towards Shui Yue Yinglang's body, the entire Shui Ling kept trembling, the mausoleum above the clouds was shaky, and some stones fell, as if the sky was about to fall, looking at Shui Yue Yinglang in front of him, Hua Xia Xuan wanted to give up for a moment.

It's so strong, it's terrifying.

Jiang Qingcang also noticed it, but didn't pay attention to it, but urged Long Bu to come to Bu Rongxue's side, stretched out his hands straight forward, an obscene expression appeared on his face, and he was still laughing, Ning Wenle saw this, and urged the spiritual rain to turn into a rain wall in front of Jiang Qingcang.

"I want to see how your fire flows through my waters. Ning Wenle is very confident, water overcomes fire, Jiang Qingcang is like meeting his father when he touches him.

"Hmph, I'd like to see what kind of water can stop my poisonous fire!"

After saying that, steam appeared all over Jiang Qingcang's body, which was the appearance of the poisonous fire emitted by the water aura touching him, looking at Jiang Qingcang, Ning Wenle became unconfident for a moment, what kind of fire is this, could it be that he didn't use all his strength just now.

Ning Wenle couldn't control it so much, and desperately urged the spiritual rain. Evaporation, recombination, re-evaporation, re-reorganization.

In this way, the spiritual rain continued to converge in front of Bu Rongxue, and the weather in Shuiling seemed to be clear, but the surrounding dead air seemed to increase, and the dead air slowly filled the entire Shuiling, and all the people who were still in Shuiling closed their life palaces and stayed away from the dead air.

Jiang Qingcang laughed disdainfully, and suddenly a thunderbolt fell from the sky and slashed directly into the water wall, Ning Wenle just wanted to remove the water wall, but what speed could compare to thunder, Ning Wenle's whole body was blackened by electricity, his mouth was spitting cigarettes, and his hair stood up, looking so happy.

Bu Rongxue was confused for a while, not knowing whether to treat Ning Wenle or do his best to deal with the enemy in front of him, after some thought, he chose the latter.

Urging the drifting snow wood, pieces of snowflakes fell, the people of Shuiling were like ghosts, the weather was unpredictable, it would rain for a while, it would be cloudy for a while, and now it was still snowing, could it be that it should thunder for a while?

Suddenly, another thunderbolt fell, and thunder and lightning appeared in the sky, but they were all extinguished by the dead air.

"Hmph!" Shui Yue looked at everyone with disdain, as if he was now a god, a god of death, there was no place in his body that was not wrapped in death, and his eyes also exuded death, black gas floated out of his eyes, and he looked so mad.

Jiang Qingcang made a cut, and then stopped the movement in his hand, Bu Rongxue was still preparing for battle.

Seeing this, Hua Xiaxuan quickly retreated, but Shui Yue Yinglang didn't give her a chance at all, and directly pushed Hua Xiaxuan back with a simple dead breath, pushed it in front of her, holding her chin with one hand and hugging her waist with the other.

Hua Xia Xuan couldn't help but be shocked, and used all his strength to urge the water mirror vine, and the phantom water aura separated the two in an instant.

Looking at Shui Yue Yinglang lying on the ground, Hua Xia Xuan showed a slight smile on the corner of his mouth: "Phantom Water Aura is not something you can block. Seeing that Shui Yue Yinglang was motionless, Hua Xia Xuan immediately sat on the ground, very tired.

Shui Yue Yinglang was lying on the ground, her eyes closed, the corners of her mouth smiled slightly, she stood up directly, looked at Hua Xia Xuan who was sitting on the ground and said, "Oh~ I want to see if you can stop it." ”

After saying that, the dead air mixed with the phantom water aura flew straight towards Hua Xiaxuan, Hua Xiaxuan noticed that something was rapidly approaching, opened her eyes, and the scene in front of her made her desperate.

A black aura came at her, and she could feel the phantom water aura in it, and it seemed to be stronger than her own, mixed with dead aura.

Hua Xiaxuan hurriedly retreated, and resisted with the same phantom water aura, his consciousness had begun to blur a little, and some pictures appeared in his head, and Hua Xiaxuan fell into an illusion.

Seeing this, Shui Yue Yinglang immediately stopped attacking and withdrew her aura, Hua Xia Xuan was about to fall to the ground, Shui Yue Ying Lang flew directly over to catch her, looking at the woman in her arms, her tongue kept licking her lips, Hua Xia Xuan was sore, without any strength, and the dead air had suppressed all the aura in her body.

At this time, Hua Xia Xuan had become Shui Yue Yinglang's bag, but Shui Yue Ying Lang didn't do anything else, but put Hua Xia Xuan aside.

And then his eyes turned to Ning Wenle and another beautiful woman, Bu Rongxue, Ning Wenle opened his eyes with all his might, and saw Hua Xia Xuan lying on the ground, and used his last strength to urge the last spiritual rain to hit Hua Xia Xuan.

Hua Xiaxuan woke up in shock, but her whole body was still sore and unable to move, so she could only move her body slightly, and when Shui Yue Yinglang saw Hua Xiaxuan like this, she showed a meaningful smile, and then looked at Bu Rongxue again.

At this time, Bu Rongxue's whole body has been soaked with spiritual rain and sweat, and the perfect curve is undoubtedly revealed, even better than Hua Xia Xuan, Jiang Qingcang looks bad, this is to rob himself of a woman, that is unbearable, standing in front of Shui Yue Yinglang.

"What do you mean, it's just a flower Xia Xuan who said yes, and you want to regret it?" Jiang Qingcang glared at Shui Yue Yinglang angrily.

Shui Yue Yinglang smiled and said: "Brother Jiang's words are wrong, I am not robbing you, I am just seeing that you have not ended the battle for a long time, so I will come and help you." Mizuki Yinglang's gaze did not leave Bu Rongxue from beginning to end, and he still smiled at her.

Jiang Qingcang snorted and said, "I don't need your help, I will solve it, you better take care of yourself, it's not very honest to cover up the sword." ”

Hua Xia Xuan heard their conversation, and from their words, he seemed to know where the Shaqing Sword was, and it seemed to be inside the Water Moon Sword.

The sword spirit of the Covering Sword was sucked into the sword by the Water Moon Sword, and it might be possible to find the place where the Covering Sword and Ge Li were from the sword spirit, but now even Shui Yue Yinglang couldn't solve it, let alone grab the Water Moon Sword.

"It's not up to you to say whether the sword is honest or not, but I don't think that girl is honest. Shui Yue Ying looked at Bu Rongxue with a smile, as if she wanted to see her through.

Bu Rongxue noticed, subconsciously took a few steps back, looked at his body, blushed, and knew why they had been staring at him.

The snowwood on his head was shaky, as if he had reached the limit, and the three of them fell into a dead end, and now the variables fell on the missing Ge Li, and the three of them were silently praying that Ge Li could create a miracle again, although the possibility was very small.

Hua Xiaxuan did not give up, but came to Yan Yongan's side, she knew very well that Yan Yongan was not dead, but maintained her physical strength, once she made a big move, she was likely to die suddenly, so she could only lie in place and remain motionless.

Hua Xia Xuan moved over little by little, Yan Yongan seemed to notice, slowly turned his head and said, "What are you doing." Yan Yongan's face was frightened, for fear that Hua Xia Xuan would suddenly come with a knife.

"I just want to make sure what you're saying is true. Hua Xiaxuan is still worried about what happened to Yan Yongan and wants to confirm it.

Yan Yongan nodded, Hua Xiaxuan sighed, Shui Yue Yinglang looked at this side, didn't do anything, just looked at Hua Xiaxuan with a smile, it looked very scary, Bu Rongxue also took the opportunity to come to Ning Wenle's side, urging the last drifting snow to heal him.

For a while, people were divided into groups, the weak were huddled together for warmth, and the strong were high, and Shui Yueying looked at them quietly, motionless.