The Path Toward Heaven

At the moment when the pearl was lifted off, Bai Zao saw a lot of dense black shadows, but the other party was too fast, and the number could not be counted with the knowledge of God.

This snowfield, which was selected as the site of Dao warfare this year, is the ancient battlefield of the human race against the tide of beasts. I don't know how many times the human race has been cleaned up. There is no reason that there will be any particularly powerful Snow Country monster.

She thought that the real danger would be that after entering the black mountain range, who would have thought that there were so many snow-footed beasts hidden deep in the snow.

Moreover, the levels of these snow-footed beasts are very high. The snow-footed beast that just launched an attack on her turned out to be only three-legged.

Although this level of snow-footed beast still has no wisdom, the combat instinct is already extremely powerful and terrible-the three-footed snow-footed beast came to the ground from the ground and the opportunity to attack her was excellent. It was she who made the hanging bell Disciples of Zong go to support their companions and prepare for the shifting moment of defense.

Eventually she killed the snowfooted beast with Fabao, but also paid the price of injury.

Two other companions were injured from the beginning.

The clear bell sounded in the night, helping the injured to protect the heart, and at the same time constantly alerting the police that there were snowfooted beasts from the ground.

The female disciple of the Suspense Sect sat cross-legged on the snow and closed her eyes tightly. The medicine of the elixir that had just been taken up had been exhausted. I wonder how long Zhenyuan could sustain it.

Following the guidance of the bell, a cyan sword light went away, and then came back.

Looking at the sword light, Bai Zao's eyes gave a look of appreciation, and Qingshan's sword really did.

Xu Songshan glanced back at the flying sword in front of him, confirming that the sword body had not been corroded by the blood of the Snowfoot Beast, felt relieved a little, and looked to Bai Zao and asked: "How?"

He really admired this weak-looking girl in white.

It is indeed the head pearl of the Zhongzhou faction. The leadership and command ability are extremely strong. The magic order of the portable magic is very high, and the ability to arrange the formation is so brilliant.

The pearl in the night sky was not only for lighting, but also a frontier. It was inspired by Bai Zao's consciousness and formed a very solid barrier.

This barrier blocked most of the snow-footed beasts in the night, and those snow-footed beasts that had been drilled from the ground were killed by him in cooperation with that of Suspense Sect.

It's just that Susaka's sister, Yuan, consumed too quickly, and Bai Zao was injured again. I don't know how long I can maintain this array.

Bai Zao looked very weak, but his eyes were calm and confident.

After the dangerous moment when she was attacked by the snowfoot herd, she was confident to support all her companions to Tianming.

At that time, even if the Han bird didn't find out what they were here, I believe there will be other reinforcements. Even if there is nothing, the problem should not be too big.

As she thought about these things, she suddenly felt colder all around.

She had previously noticed that a gust of wind was blowing in the canyon, and the fire was almost extinguished.

Snowfields are indeed extremely cold, but such low temperatures are still extremely rare.

A thick fog did not know when to emerge from the canyon, covering the snowy field where they were.

This mist is even colder than the wind just now, and there are countless ice crystals inside. Even if they are practitioners, the skin exposed outside feels acupuncture pain.

The flames decreased in height at a rate that was visible to the naked eye.

Bai Zao looked dignified and said, "Maybe I can't hold it anymore."

I don't know what formed this mist, it's extremely cold and dense, and even the consciousness will be stagnated in the meantime.

Bai Zao's consciousness is connected to the pearl in the night sky, and he feels it most clearly.

Without the consciousness, the formation method will gradually dissipate.

She Songshan raised her eyebrows slightly, and walked in front of Bai Zao's body, followed by Qing Jian.

The female disciple of the Suspense Belle opened her eyes and supported each other with two other injured practitioners to the two sides of Bai Zao, calling out the final amulet.

The mist was getting thicker and the fire was getting weaker until it finally went out.

The pearl was getting darker and darker until it could no longer be seen.

The night mist blocked everything, the friction sounded again, denser, and closer to them.

Will this mist disperse?

Bai Zao was thinking about this problem.

Dao warfare is of course an extremely dangerous trial. Before the most critical moments, the teachers will definitely not shoot, but the battle changes rapidly, and if something really happens, even the elders who transformed the divine realm may not have time to shoot. Similar situations have happened many times in the past years, so many contestants die each time the May Club fights.

Not to mention that this cold mist came too suddenly, too weird, and too terrible, she has never seen it in previous records.

What would a brother do if he were here?

In the dark, her hand fell on her waist, holding two cold things.

There are five people here, not enough.

She thought silently in her heart and let go of her hand.

The moment she let go of her hand, a voice came in the night.

In such a sinister situation, the voice was still so calm, without emotions, even seemingly indifferent, but naturally convincing. ..

"Receive the bell."

The female disciple of the Suspense Bell recalled the unvoiced bell subconsciously.

There was a sound of breaking air in the night.

A heavy object fell on the snow, splashed with a lot of snow debris, and landed on the face of cypress pine.

But compared with the chill in the thick fog, these snow debris made him feel a little warmer.

The quiet voice rang again.

"Vertical shield."

幺 松杉 can be seen faintly two feet in front of them, a shadow about two people tall stood up.

It was followed by an extremely heavy crash, and then a groan.

The voice sounded again without stagnation.

"Star pot."

"ignition."

"Broken branches."

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The fire was re-ignited, and although the fire was a little weak, it still lit the neighborhood.

True Yuan's fire can still sustain for some time in the extremely cold mist.

A faint blue star pot rested on the ground in front of the fire, and a little bit of starlight spewed from the mouth of the pot, covering everyone.

Just a few steps outside the starlight barrier, a snow-footed beast was struggling to try to stand up.

幺 松杉 picked up the sword tactics, the green sword broke through the mist, and passed through the head of the snow-footed beast, bringing out a green blood.

The green sword did not fly back, and continued to walk in the cold fog.

For some reason, with the chill in the fog, Jian Guang's power seemed to be even greater, and he immediately slaughtered two snowfooted beasts again.

Hearing the words "Hanhan Zhi", Han Songshan confirmed who the master of the voice was.

Severing cold branches is the seventh style of Shangdefeng Snow Stream Sword.

Only the disciple of Qingshan knew that he was a disciple of Shangdefeng before he entered Liangwang Peak.

Except for Song Songshan, the other three did not respond because the situation turned too fast.

Bai had known who was coming.

From the group of real fire and Xinghu, she recognized that the other party should be Xuan Tianzong and Taoist friends of Xinglou.

Jing Jiu's team had two of them.

What about him?

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I don't know if it was the firelight or the star pot, or the snow-flow sword technique of the sudden increase in the power of the pine tree.

The cold fog is too heavy, and the fire cannot illuminate too far. People look around and can see nothing but hear sound.

It was the sound of the iron sword breaking through the air, the sound of the cracking of the golden stone, and besides that, the unpleasant scream of the Snowfoot Beast.

But with so many snow-footed beasts in the night, can he hold up? Why not get into the scope of the Star Pot defense and take a break?

Listening to the voice in the night fog, Su Songshan was very worried. She tried to rush out several times, thinking that she hadn't received the order, and forced to hold back.

The sound in the fog grew denser, and gradually faded away until it finally disappeared without a trace.

He Songshan could not help but said, "I want to go out and see."

Bai Zao said, "He didn't say."

幺 Songshan said, "I worry about him."

Bai Zao said, "I believe him."

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Young monks waited nervously ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ to treat injuries, alternately rest, but also to resist the chill in the mist and talk unconsciously overnight.

I don't know how long it took before the fog finally showed signs of dissipating.

The female disciples of Suspense Belle opened their eyes and looked at the very light of morning light, with a smile on her face for the rest of her life.

There were footsteps outside the fog.

Everyone looked over.

Jing Jiu came out of the fog.

The faint flare fell on his face at the same time as the morning light.

Bai Zao looked at him quietly, thinking that it was beautiful.

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