Fool Prince's Super-power Consort

The surrounding temperature drops suddenly, from the warm spring to the cold winter, the water vapor in the air turns into ice, and snowflakes float down. The sword of silence is like the coming of a monarch, covering the whole world. Every ice and snowflake becomes the sword of sharp edge and cold, and falls on the people of Hehuan palace.

The ice sword in Li cangmin's hand turned into a huge light and shadow as high as ten feet, and it flew away with ice and snow. In an instant, it came to the five Zhuyuan friars. The five men scattered in a hurry, and used various means to block the light of the sword. However, this sword drew six layers of force from Li cangmin's elixir field. No matter whether they were rich or fierce, they could not stop it.

So the next moment, the friar in the middle period of Zhuyuan Dynasty, who was facing Jianguang, not only his defense weapon was broken by Jianguang, but also his whole body was torn into blood mist, splashing on the white snow. As for the other four friars, they were all covered with blood and their breath was dispirited.

All the disciples of Hehuan palace who were watching were shocked by this amazing sword. They looked at the man not far away who looked like a God. They didn't expect that Yuan Li could even send out this amazing sword after he had been besieged for so long.

Is he just saving his strength?

This knowledge made them shudder from the bottom of their hearts. How could Hehuan palace be mixed with such a evil spirit, the palace master? Why didn't the palace master come out? They finally left their eyes behind Li cangmin, and they were shocked to see something incredible.

Li cangmin frowned. Is there anything behind him except Murong Ling?

He didn't dare to be distracted and kept Murong Ling firmly behind him. At this time, most of the monks in Zhuyuan lost their fighting ability. It was a good time to pursue the victory. The cold energy lingered in the sword body. Just when he was about to kill again, something happened suddenly.

With a bang, something exploded not far away from him. Suddenly, a thick fog choked people's eyes and noses came out, as if the heavy pollution haze shrouded the whole world. In the dark, I couldn't see my fingers, let alone find the enemy.

At this time, an urgent male voice came from behind, "Murong fairy, quickly, quickly retreat."

Who is that man?

Just when he was puzzled, Murong Ling pulled his sleeve, "Cang min, let's go first and leave this place."

His body was covered with blood, but when he touched his clothes, his hands were covered with blood. Murong Ling frowned because of the wet and sticky touch, and her heart became more anxious. Without waiting for him to answer, she took his hand and retreated.

Li cangmin didn't resist. She was allowed to drag her to go outside. Suddenly, an anxious voice came from the thick fog, "master, wait for me, you wait for Dahong."

The fire burned away the thick fog. A red figure flapped his wings and flew through the thick fog. It was Dahong, but he was closely followed by a familiar nun, the wind saw the moon.

Not long ago, in order to find the trace of Murong Ling, Li cangmin went deep into the hall of Hehuan and saved Feng Jianyue by mistake. He was still entangled by her. Naturally, Li cangmin was impatient and took her with him. He directly shook people away with vitality. As soon as he got out of the hall of Hehuan, he was surrounded by the monks of Hehuan palace. He fought hard until now, and then he met Murong Ling.

At that time, Murong Ling, who was attached to Huolian, was robbed in the hermit world. It was the disciples of Qian Kun Shu in the sleeve of the Feng family. There were TIANYIZONG and a thousand families who were surrounded by the robbers. If the three families didn't work together to murder, the three-year-old would not believe it.

Li cangmin's impression of Feng's family fell to the bottom. Even if Feng Jianyue had helped him, he didn't like it at all. At this time, he was more angry. "How did you bring her?"

——At this time, Li cangmin doesn't know, Murong Ling's identity is revealed by Feng Jianyue, and it's the Qianjia and TIANYIZONG people she personally collaborated with to carry out the siege. Otherwise, I'm afraid she would have been killed on the spot.

Did not get a good face of Dahong immediately aggrieved, "master let me come to you, on the way happened to meet this woman, she said know where you are, I took her." He snorted at Cang min, opened his hands and rushed to Murong's arms, "master, hold."

Murong Ling ignored his tricks and gave him a violent chestnut, "don't make trouble, go, the fog should be dispersed."

Yu Guang saw the moon in the wind, and she was staring at her. Her eyes were not friendly, and there was even a faint hostility.

Murong Ling frowned in disgust. Rotten peach blossoms were really the most annoying.

Rongfei is waiting for them not far away. He has a sword wound on his arm, and he doesn't know when it was painted. Noticing Murong Ling's eyes, he explains, "it's OK to get hurt when I just went to put the smoke bomb. If we have another 20 breath, the smoke will be gone. Let's go

The disciples of Hehuan palace, who were not confused by the smoke, have come after him. Murong Ling remembers that the previously refined Wuyun pill has the same throwing effect as Rongfei's smoke bomb, and the fog also contains toxins, which is much better than the pure smoke effect.At this time, she still had a bottle left over from the last siege of xianmeng Qingxue mountain. She immediately took out one and threw it to the pursuers. As expected, she cleared a lot of lines. They have been running outside, in the bottle of fog cloud Dan are lost, purple fog forest finally arrived.

Although the purple fog was poisonous, the monk Zhuyuan of the palace of joy had come after him. They rushed into the fog forest without paying attention to so many things. The group of people in the palace of joy didn't catch up. They were more or less relieved and relaxed.

Li cangmin didn't speak any more on the way except to kill the catch-up disciples. Murong Ling saw that he was pale because of excessive blood loss. In a hurry, he said to Dahong, "Dahong, set fire to disperse the purple mist, and give me some more lotus seeds."

Dahongrou painfully looks at her half bald lotus. She is very reluctant to pick out three lotus seeds and pass them to her. After Murong Ling receives them, she spits out anger and burns purple mist. Occasionally, she accidentally lifts them to a nearby tree. Rongfei will quickly drown them, but it doesn't lead to a forest fire.

There was a fire to dispel the purple mist. Murong Ling obviously felt that her breathing was much smoother. She quickly fed him the lotus seed. Even though she knew it was useless, she also gave him the poison avoiding pill and detoxifying pill. I don't know if it was an illusion. She always felt that his face was slightly better.

Li cangmin looked at Murong Ling with a soft face, wiped her eyes and said, "I'm ok. Don't worry."