Gorgeous and enchanting supreme ghost doctor

She looked behind the tree, and unexpectedly discovered that he was holding a three-finger-wide sword with a sharp and murderous blade, and a breath visible to the naked eye filled his body. It was not profound energy, but spiritual energy.

There is no doubt that he is a cultivator!

It's just that he is obviously something wrong now. Although he is trying his best to suppress and endure it, the white and frosty things that have condensed on his beard, eyebrows and face are not frost and what?

Frost?Why did you suddenly see frost on your body?

"what!"

With a stern scream, the last man in black pierced an air-conditioned long sword into his chest, and the man in black fell on his knees, with blood spilling in his mouth, staring at him tightly, and opened his mouth to say something I couldn't say it again, and finally fell down before swallowing it.

At this time, Ling Mohan's body trembled slightly, as if he was frozen. He stood there quietly, like an ice sculpture. The icy air that permeated his body was like a thousand-year-old ice. She could feel the coldness from meters away.

"Boom!"

He fell straight down, trembling on the ground, and gradually curled into a ball. Not only that, the frost on his face seemed to be getting thicker and thicker.

Seeing that the situation was not right, she ran over quickly.

"Uncle? Uncle, what's the matter with you?" She came to him and squatted down, about to support him, but when she met him, she felt bitterly cold.

"His! It's cold!"

Instinctively retracted his hand and looked at the person who opened his eyes and looked at her with a bit of amazement. Why is it so cold?Wouldn't he be frozen to death if this continues?

He just glanced at her, and he closed his eyes again, his lips gradually turning purple.

Seeing that he was in a bad condition, she gritted her teeth, and then she managed to resist the bitter cold and touched his hand veins, and she couldn't help being surprised.

"This is... Thousand-year cold poison?" She widened her eyes in amazement, somewhat inconceivable.

There is a cold air flowing in his pulse, and it is the extremely cold air flowing in his body that caused him to do this. Moreover, the extremely cold air is obviously cold toxin, and it is not ordinary cold toxin. It's a thousand-year cold poison!

Suddenly, there was a faintly rushing sound and murderous aura coming from here in the night, and there were no less than 20 or 30 people listening to the movement.

Her eyes dazzled, and she thought to herself that she saw that there was no hiding place around, so she pointed a finger with profound energy to his faint acupuncture point. The next moment, a movement of divine thought brought him into hers. space.

At the moment when the two disappeared, thirty people in black surrounded them with swords, and the first one frowned when seeing the dozen or so people who had died, with a gloomy voice with hostility.

"Just now there is still a breath here, he must not go far when he suffers from a cold poison! Find it!"

"Yes!" The people in black responded in unison, and divided into several teams and swept in several directions around.

At this time, in the space, Xiao Huofeng was staring at Feng Jiu angrily. She didn't expect that she would actually get in such a man who exuded a bit of chills.

At this time, Feng Jiu didn't have time to pay attention to him at all, but was busy protecting Ling Mohan's heart with profound energy. If even his heart was frozen, then he was not far from death.

Little Huofeng put his hands on his chest and stared at the strange man who suddenly entered his site, and said in a tender voice with a sour and indifferent voice: "That's cold poison, the world's coldest air, your profound energy cannot be protected. He is heartbroken, he is dead."