Before Xiang Yang finished speaking, he felt a rude, domineering, cold, and solemn atmosphere rising from all directions through his soul, sweeping across the world, laying the bamboo forest, and pointing the finger at the wooden house in the middle of the snow bamboo forest.

Xue Manjun reacted a little slowly, but soon understood the reason why Xiang Yanghua was halfway through. His face changed wildly, with blue and white intertwined. Sweat was visible on his face and rolled down. His beautiful eyes blinked and blinked, and his eyes were full of despair.

Xiang Yang felt that this aura was grand and unpredictable, full of irresistible power. It seemed that it was connected with Daxueling, and it should be a means such as formation.

Xue Manjun was born in Daxueling and immediately sensed the origin of this formation from this aura, the snowy ice disaster.

In Daxue Ridge, the highest magical skill is the Ice Heaven Tribulation. In addition to the Snow-Boo Feng Tao of the Hantian Ice Po Sword, there is also a great formation that must be successfully arranged by gathering the eleven elders, two guardians, and the mountain master to count the fourteen innate masters, and then cooperating with the special regional environment of the Xueling Mountains to successfully arrange the formation, which is the Snow-District Ice Tribulation.

This great formation has always guarded the foundation of Daxueling Mountain. It must go through the great disaster of extermination and life and death, and it cannot be used, because it will consume the earth veins of Xueling itself.

Now that it is activated, it must be a must-kill. With her and Ningxue, they are definitely not qualified, so this formation can only be targeted at the man in black in front of him.

"Senior, find a way to break through the formation. This is the first killing formation in our Daxue Ridge, the snowy ice disaster.

This formation is made of the heavens of Xueling, the energy of the earth veins, and the gods of the fourteen masters, which are intimately in line with the changes of the three talents of heaven, earth and man. There are also the disciples of Xueling who unite to form an external formation to trap and tie up boundaries, which contains infinite power, even heaven and man may not be able to stop it."

Xue Manyun's lips were twitching, her cheeks were bitter. In the end, she seemed to have accepted her life. The man in black could not have the chance to escape. She and Ningxue were afraid that she would die under the power of this formation.

At the same time, she also vaguely guessed Chu Canglan's sinister intentions, but with the other party's intelligence, she had long guessed that she was hiding in the snow bamboo forest, because all the impossible was eliminated, there was only one possibility left.

She overestimated herself, underestimated the enemy, and made a big mistake.

Looking back, when Xue Manjun escaped from danger, she retreated safely with the help of the shocking blow of the man in black, but at the same time exposed the connection between the two.

From that moment on, Xue Manyun was not the first target Chu Canglan wanted to get rid of, but was just an insignificant bait to seduce the big fish that is extremely threatening to the sword.

Chu Canglan secretly and secretly planned from beginning to end. It must have been a great effort to finally set up this killing formation.

The only thing she couldn't understand was why other disciples agreed to such a capital. You should know that Xuezhulin is the former residence of Xueling Mountain Weng, which has a special significance. How dare they?

"The evil thief Xiang Yang first killed my master, then held my senior sister hostage, and used his magic skills to control his heart and exchange his spirit. Today, you will be killed under the ice disaster in the snowy realm."

While Xue Manjun was confused, he suddenly heard Chu Canglan's righteous words coming from outside, and howls filled with sadness and anger.

This sound spread throughout the sky and the earth, echoing, wandering around the vast and wilderness, clearly and clearly.

Xue Manyun's face suddenly turned white and there was no rosy at all, which was completely different from the previous appearance of improving his health and injury.

This is caused by repeated stimulation of the mind and the primordial spirit that has not yet been fully cultivated also has a faint tendency to dissipate. If the primordial spirit is injured, it will feed back to the body, and the qi and blood will wither.

"Xiang Yang, Dao Xin is actually Xiang Yang? So that's the case. No wonder they dared, no wonder they dared, in order to avenge his master, what is the mere former residence? "

"It's still too young, and I'm hitting, impact, and stimulation one after another. Even the innate women can't bear it. Forget it, it depends on their own luck."

Seeing Xue Manjun's lifeless eyes, Ningxue, who was still sleeping but short of breath, shook her head slightly, and two true qi entered into the eyebrows of Xue Manjun and Ningxue in a blink of an eyebrow, allowing the two to relieve themselves a lot under heavy pressure. As for more, he could not help.

He himself was calm and turned around and turned around. With a crackling sound, a sharp air ray of air hit the wooden door in front of him into pieces. Countless fragments flew towards the outside world, and he walked out of the door with a swagger.

Outside, more than two hundred white cloaks and different cultivation levels of Xueling disciples stood in a unique position, holding a snow-lit long sword in one hand and pinching a sword in the other hand to form a circle of human walls, with the breaths between them, and the true energy connected to form a perfect cycle.

Under their feet, the black boots stepped on the white snow, as steady as a rock, and a vast earthly atmosphere was transmitted from the purple clouds of the snowy hills.

This earthly energy is blessed on the surface of their bodies, and then merges with the endless circulating true energy to form a wall of air that runs through the sky and earth, flashing with crystal white fonts, firmly surrounding the snow-ridge wooden house inside.

In front of the disciples, the small formation of seven inner sect elders, two guardians, the former three foreign elders, and a newly promoted foreign elder were also well arranged.

The extremely powerful artistic conception of the fierce, domineering, and killing all things in ice makes the world change. The sky period directly above is like a vortex, and under the blue sky, there are thick black clouds, and the wind and rain are about to come.

Under the gaze of more than a hundred pairs of eyes, the first thing that caught my eye was a long boot with light gold texture, cloud-like shape, brand new fabric, step out, the snow cracked, and the rocks opened hundreds of cracks as thick as fingers, spreading and expanding, rolling up dozens of huge tornados flying towards the four directions, full of destructive power.

It was not until it hit the air wall that appeared on the body of the disciples of Xueling that it stopped and did not continue.

With just one foot, he stepped out of the demeanor of a mountain collapse and almost trampled a large number of people to death. It really scared the disciples of Xueling. What a profound martial art?

Many Xueling disciples wriggled their throats, swallowed a mouthful of sticky saliva, and cold sweat oozed between their eyebrows. When they encountered the cold weather, they turned into frost and turned white.

Every second passed, the tighter their hands holding the sword became, and the colder their hearts holding the sword became.

Even with the masters of the mountain gate, they still felt a pressure of death, as if a blade condensed, cutting off their heads at any time without any accidents.

Located in front of the left front of the gate of the Xuezhu Forest Wooden Wooden House, the hands of a square-faced and collapsed nose were trembling.

This is the person who saw Chu Canglan using the snow-harming Feng Tao that day and screamed wildly. He also saw Xiang Yang cutting the sword domain with the aura of the world, breaking the snow-harming Feng Tao that day and turning his expression silent.

It is precisely because I personally saw Xiang Yang's martial arts that I know more about Xiang Yang's terribleness than some disciples.

To siege and kill such a master, let alone whether he can succeed. Even if he succeeds, how many people will die?
Chapter completed!