New White Snake Asking Immortals

got windy.

The gust of wind and snow blew on the face like a knife, and the strong wind stirred the black cloud to slowly circle and get faster and faster...

Above the clouds, the masters of Mahayana from the Western religion and the real people of Chunyang who were facing each other at a high altitude saw the black clouds forming a vortex, and the mountain where the Jinshan Academy was located became the eye of the wind. The black clouds in the distance continued to converge and compress.

The snowflakes flying in the sky are no longer beautiful shapes, but become ice bumps of different sizes under the action of the storm!

Bai Yujun was dressed in black armor and did not wear a helmet.

The eyes emitting faint red light were particularly obvious in the dark snowstorm, the head was full of white hair, the two small dragon horns were faintly fluorescent, and the cold light of a dragon spear was flickering and ferocious.

For the first time, the warrior monk truly felt the fierceness of the white flood dragon!

The blizzard reminded him of the Northland Icefields, the cold wind was cold and white, the difference was that small ice cubes kept falling from the sky.

Six people can't help but one demon...

"careful!"

A loud shout from the same door made the monk vigilant, and he felt a huge object flying towards him in the wind and snow. He stood firmly on his feet and shouted, his fists flashed golden light to meet the unknown object!

"Hey!"

Finally, I can see the object flying in the vast snowstorm. It is an irregular ice block with the height of one person...

The flickering golden fists bombarded the ice cubes, and the solid ice collapsed and smashed into pieces. This scene made the people of the Western Church uneasy. They clearly saw that the piece of ice fell from the sky following the storm.

Then everyone saw a terrifying scene, and strange-shaped ice cubes kept falling from the sky!

The thumping sound was endless, the blizzard was so violent that the snowflakes condensed into ice cubes in the sky, but they couldn't fly away or fly above the clouds to leave the favorable environment for Baijiao. The pagoda was on the ground, and they had to protect the pagoda.

In the snowstorm, Bai Yujun didn't use any smart and elegant spells or pose.

Holding a heavy spear, slashing and sweeping, the moves are simple and violent, the arc of the black dragon spear jumps and crackles, and every collision with the opponent will destroy the opponent's blade!

For some reason, Bai Yujun had a bad premonition in his heart, and always felt that some powerful people were hiding in the dark...

The bottom of my heart is getting more and more anxious, and I want to eat the dragon energy of the earth vein as quickly as possible to break through the cultivation base.

"Get out of here!"

The dragon spear smashed back a Western enlightened spiritual master, and grabbed the punching fist with his left hand and kicked it fiercely!

The Western monk who was kicked flew upside down more than ten meters and landed on the snow, slipping and rolling...

Draw the gun, suddenly burst out the instant acceleration talent!

puff…!

A Western monk who was besieged had his heart pierced in his chest. The monk did not have a broken heart like the legend said. As long as his dantian was still there, he could not die. If he was stabbed to death, he would die. It was just before his death that the monk desperately hugged the dragon spear. If he doesn't let go, he won't be able to hold on for too long, but even if he delays for a breath, Bai Yujun will be tied.

The other two monks rushed forward!

A flower flashed before his eyes, and the sparks flickered to push back the besieging monks.

Bai Yujun held heavy swords in both hands with no expression on his face, and immediately performed martial skills that had not been used for a long time at the three Western monks in front of him.

The fourth style of the mountain dwelling swordsmanship, the crane returns!

Leaping forward, volleying, and swinging a heavy knife, he slammed it down.

Boom~!

The fight was on the ground near the pagoda. After He Guiluo cast it, a huge shock shock forced the besiegers to retreat. Two of them vomited blood and flew upside down because they resisted the blow.

On the other side, a monk was overjoyed when he saw that Bai Jiao did not immediately withdraw his black spear.

I stepped forward and grabbed the barrel of the gun. Before I could exert any force, my hands suddenly felt like they were struck by a needle and lightning. When I let go of my hands, I realized that my hands were dripping with blood...

Bai Yujun swung the heavy sword and suddenly switched to the horizontal sword, from heavy to light, again focusing on flexibility with the help of wind and snow, and then reaching out with a dragon spear to start with a variety of styles!

The monk gritted his teeth and rushed forward, he had to stop the white dragon.

The golden fist slammed out, and Bai Yujun used the gun to force back the other side and turned back and punched the same way.

Unlike Osmanthus Lane, this time there is no reservation.

The two disproportionately collided fists collided, and the wind and snow were shaken and scattered, and at the same time, the monks also retreated...

The other few were not invincible at the same level even if they joined forces, or were injured or directly killed, the Jinshan Academy was able to resist in a short period of time.

There are many masters of Western teaching, but this place is neither a nest nor can we gather together every day, and we cannot gather enough masters in a short period of time.

The heavy knife swept across and smashed an old monk who had created a ghost of a **** and Buddha into the air.

It was finally quiet.

He didn't even look at those Western sect masters who were seriously injured and not dead. They walked past the opponent who was vomiting blood and walked to the front of the tower, looked at the dragon gun in their hands, and looked up at the blizzard.

The golden light is very similar to gold, but it is just some bluffing formations, no matter how it looks, it will definitely be fine.

"It looks solid, but it's not a problem."

Bai Yujun didn't step forward, standing in the distance and using his talent to mobilize the blizzard to hit the pagoda. Over the Jinshan Courtyard, the hurricane that had formed the eye of the storm moved slowly and changed its position, positioning the center above the pagoda!

In fact, the temperature in the middle of the wind eye is the lowest.

The golden pagoda began to freeze, and small ice crystals appeared on the beams, pillars and tiles on the surface of the golden pagoda.

The magic circle is stimulated and constantly shatters the solid ice, but the blizzard weather prevails in the low temperature environment, and there is as much ice and snow as needed. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

Bai Yujun just gathered the ice and snow on the tower.

The pagoda formation from the bottom to the top and then to the top of the tower can be described as a series of magical treasures. A certain Bai is not a genius, and he is unable to easily crack the formation while talking and laughing. The only way is the simplest and most violent. Destroy it with weather weapons. , the wind howling and the ice and snow raging, plus the damage to the tower base caused by the previous earthquake, this thing must be removed.

It seems to be in a cycle, the ice and snow continue to spread on the surface of the tower body and are constantly being crushed and pushed away.

The small dragon horn above Bai Yujun's head seems to have some connection with the snowstorm, and the snowstorm continues to intensify.

Gradually, the bottom layer was unable to push away the ice and be wrapped.

The transparent ice that spreads on the ground grows upwards, destroys and grows again. The ice is getting thicker and thicker, and the pagoda and the magic weapon on the top of the pagoda seem to feel threatened, and the golden light keeps erupting to resist. The bells rang, and tiles kept falling.

"The glittering gold is too vulgar, um, it's still more pleasing to the eye when covered with ice and snow."

After thinking about it, he took out the mysterious orb and prepared to wear it around his neck to deal with the black hand in the dark. The guy must be good at soul magic, and he can be sure that the jar of rice wine was also made by him. I hope the orb can handle it.

Suddenly, I felt that I took the orb to the top of my head. It was strange to say that the orb emitting colorful light was actually suspended between the dragon horns on the top of my head, similar to a magnetic levitation, as if the dragon horns had a mysterious magnetic field.

Shaking his head, the orb is fixed and motionless, and the shape is unique and looks very interesting.

. Sogou

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