Supreme Medicinal God

The body of the hell dog slammed into an iron pillar next to it. It suddenly broke like a fragile ice block and broke apart.

There was another bowing, slightly and trembling.

The three dog heads of the second hell dog hit arrows at the same time, stopped barking, and froze into an ice sculpture. This one rushed directly to Jiang Yixue's feet.

Jiang Yixue lifted his feet under his feet, exerting a little force, and the second hell dog frozen into ice was suddenly crushed, whipped, and ice debris spilled all over the ground.

Two three-headed hell dogs died in the arrow, and the whole world suddenly became quiet, only the sound of the cold wind roaring.

After the ice arrows condensed and blasted, the sky actually floated snow. The melodious snowflakes were as crystal as jade. In the sun, each piece was white and shiny.

Unexpectedly, his own cold ice has reached the level of affecting the weather.

Jiang Yixue secretly rejoiced, this is the credit of the ice tricks passed by the ice magic witch, so that her control of the ice is more arbitrary, and the power is also stronger.

She looks like a beautiful snow peak, beautiful and upright, pure and charming.

Because the illusion technique made others unable to see her expression, but the cold air like Hong Tao, which made everyone feel terrified.

Gu Yu is no exception. He could not help but shrink his neck, feeling as if he was in the middle of the nine cold days, and a burst of cold wind rushed over with ice and snow.

However, Gu Yu was sure to be within three strokes, smashing Jiang Yixue's ice arrows, even confident that he could shoot him with a sword.

He has such a skill, but being entangled with Ye Feng, he could not start to Jiang Yixue. He could only watch Jiang Yixue shoot the hell dog and the patrol.

Feeling the cold wind and snow around, Ye Feng was also slightly surprised. Jiang Yixue's cold air became much stronger than before, and the formed ice arrows had more powerful combat power. Even her attack was not limited to cold ice. Arrows, but in this fairy law, mixed with a magic energy.

Ye Feng once again thanked the ice magic witch. The ice trick she gave gave her a new level of combat effectiveness, like a caterpillar turned into a butterfly.

White snowflakes floated in the sky, rising with the wind and falling with the wind.

Jiang Yixue's momentum suddenly changed more.

A confident smile appeared in the corner of her mouth, her eyes brightened and a little bit more frost.

Those falling snowflakes made her feel the breath she had never felt before.

Say it is breath, and it is like energy. If it is light and dark, it is as ethereal as snowflakes and cannot be attached.

The crystal snowflakes dyed the world to a silvery white, turning this cold and grey, cold and fierce Demon Hell into a fairy tale world.

Jiang Yixue became the protagonist, and snowflakes and cold wind became a part of her body.

Jiang Yixue felt that the flying snowflakes turned into his own hair and fluttered in the wind.

My heart seems to stretch out ten million tentacles, closely connected with those flying snowflakes, and can move with my heart.

A cold wind screamed in the world, flying snowflakes, and the crystal petals suddenly turned into a sharp edge. Those snowflakes and ice crystals, each edge shimmering cold, like a sharp blade.

Accelerating violently in the violent wind, like Ye Feng's thundering sword, the light flashed violently, cut the throats of those silver armor soldiers, cut open the blood vessels, and poured cold air into it.

At that moment, ten patrol fighters turned into ice sculptures, and a little blood stain oozed out of their throats. In the snow and ice, they were as shocking as blood plums.

Gu Yu was stunned. Although these Silver Armor Warriors had only Level 4 Demon Warriors cultivated, they could not be easily killed. It was even more difficult to freeze them all in a flash.

This is a bit like magic, or is it the magic law of Daluo Jinxian?

This has made Gu Yu unable to figure it out. He is just a logistics officer. He earns a little money in the magic prison and feeds his family. Although his cultivation base has reached the seventh level, he is rarely used.

At the most, they are showing off in front of these silver armor soldiers, and posing in front of captain Zhou Bing.

It has been a long time since he has actually fought against people. Is there a hundred years or a hundred and fifty years?

He wanted to get rid of this fear as soon as possible.

He believes that this guy who has condensed into a frost bow is a strong man. This guy who has a golden sword and does not attack is more powerful.

Because he feels like an indestructible high wall in all directions, and has always surrounded himself in it.

He is the logistics officer of the demon prison, but he has the same power as the warden and holds thousands of prisoners.

He enjoyed enjoying standing outside the cage, watching the prisoners being tortured and beaten. This was the only thing he enjoyed in this magic water prison.

But he found that at this time, he was being imprisoned by Ye Feng with an invisible force, he also became a prisoner, he tried to find the direction of the breakout.

A cold wind blew, and bright snowflakes like white jade fell to his head. His heart almost touched his throat, and after seeing what happened to the patrol soldiers just now, he didn't want these snowflakes to fall on himself and repeat the same mistakes.

Ding Ding Dang Dang, he instantly cut out 173 swords and split 173 snowflakes falling toward him.

He felt a little short of breath, not sure whether it was because of tension or excessive force, but there was also a surprise in his eyes. The snow fluttering in the sky was terrible and not invincible.

boom.

The golden light flashed in front of his eyes, and he swept instinctively, but he felt a huge force, and the mountains fell into the sea, shattering the long sword in his hand, and took him with a sword, and flew back together, smashing hard. On the eyebrow of the prison entrance.

He spit blood in his mouth, and then he saw clearly that it was not a person with a cold bow who attacked himself, but a person with a golden dagger in hand.

He only glanced at it and realized that it was a fairy spirit, but the breath in it was not a fairy, but a more shocking and mysterious breath.

There is another kind of rhyme flowing in the golden sword light, like the three streamers mixed together, like the dew in the morning, the sunset in the sunset, and several breaths are entangled with each other like vines, slowly toward him Extend it.

This kind of breath is long and long, beautiful and charming, solemn and solemn, but for him it is a god of death in a veil of death, which is not enough to make him frightened.

He was trembling all over, keeping his posture, not letting himself fall down, while thinking about what kind of breath it was. It was still encountered more than five thousand years ago, but it was just a glimpse of it. Encountered again.

A flash of light flashed through his mind, and he cried out in horror: "Archaic Divine Yuan, you are Archaic Divine Race."

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