My forehead was burning, as if someone had hit me with a hammer.

I lost feeling in my left shoulder.

Chen Qingyan almost bit his lip and drew blood. He pushed aside the debris in front of him and crawled out of the ruins with difficulty.

As soon as I looked out, I saw the roaring water pouring into the end of the street.

He propped himself up with the Zhaoxie Sword, quickly got up, and then fled away in embarrassment.

Behind the scenes, a fierce battle finally started.

The howl of the demon.

The cry of the monk.

The precious light of the magic weapon dyed the world into colorful colors.

rain,

Disappeared.

There was strange white dust floating in the sky.

It's ice,

It's frost.

Woo woo woo~~~

The wind whistle echoed, and the entire Jugucheng was like a gourd musical instrument, playing a frightening movement.

White dots fell on his face, which was cold to the bone.

Chen Qingyan shuddered, and his spirit, which had been a little depressed, suddenly became sober.

He shrank his body and felt an unprecedented coldness.

Cold and cold.

A refreshing coldness.

He walked slower and slower, couldn't help but look back, and found that the tsunami that overturned everything had frozen into a frost-white world.

This is a wind and snow weather that has never happened in Jugucheng.

Frost world.

were frozen together.

And that huge dragon.

Lifelike, like an ice sculpture.

Chen Qingyan breathed out white air, his body became stiffer and stiffer, but his spirit became better and better. He even felt like he was rising into the sky and his soul left his body.

return,

I saw a mysterious monk with bare feet and red robe, who looked as cool as a goddess.

"That is......"

Chen Qingyan saw a sword made of ice coiled around the woman in red robe.

Then, the soul declines and returns to the body again.

He trembled, and his whole body began to tremble involuntarily.

Chen Qingyan slowly squatted down, and his curled up body was slowly covered with a layer of frosty white.

At this time, streams of light flew across the sky, and the monks surrounding the tsunami iceberg began to return. One of the streams of light turned around, and a young monk with red lips and white teeth landed down.

"Bing soul."

The young man crouched on a black sword, observing the outer door in front of him which was gradually covered with frost, and immediately shot out a red light.

The next moment, the hoarfrost on Chen Qingyan's body began to dissipate rapidly.

After a while, all the frost energy on Chen Qingyan's body dissipated, and the red light still exerted its effect on his body, making his whole body warm, and even the injuries he had suffered before began to recover.

He stood up and looked in the direction where the young man disappeared.

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