The heavy snow of goose feathers declared Qin Yao's determination in her heart, and fell down sadly. In an instant, the breath of life in the entire mountain of snow disappeared and was exhausted.

The rivers that crisscross the foot of the mountain have long since turned into mirror-like ice rivers under the sudden change of climate. The blue snowy mountain of Lu has finally been renamed for this and has been hung with crystal clear silver frost and snow.

The earth began to tremble, and the fine turtle patterns divided the entire Luxue Mountains into countless single lands. In the space, an indescribable cold air penetrated out of the cracks.

All the mountains of Cangshan are ice valleys, and all the beasts and birds are transformed into carvings.

"Ice and snow wither?"

Looking at the changes between the mountains, Shui Rou's resentful gaze was replaced by shock for a moment. As a master of the intermediate emperor's realm, he retreated without freedom.

The emperors of various domains also felt the changes in the vitality of heaven and earth on Qin Yao's body, and they all surrounded Ju Yunsong, and their expressions changed.

Obviously, Shui Rou knew the power of Qin Yao's martial arts skills, and her terrified expression made her feel a little scared.

"The ice and snow wither?" Ju Yunsong murmured silently, as if he had remembered something, and said intimately: "Damn it", then it flew out like a stream of light, and he didn't even dare to look back.

With Ju Yunsong taking the lead in escaping, Shui Rou even shouted sharply and turned her head to sweep away. She, who had previously clamored to kill Qin Yao with her own hands, obviously had forgotten about this matter.

The Six Emperors: Yueshan, Pojun, Yaori, Wanliu, Cold Wind and Cold, Gu Mang, also empathized with it. The boundless fluctuations of vitality meant that Qin Yao was using his own soul to release the strongest move. Even the high-level emperor did not dare to take the strongest move.

The withering of ice and snow, the supreme magic skill requires the field skills released by the seventh level of the natal soul. This powerful martial art will extremely deplete the soul. If a strong man like Qin Yao uses it, the entire Luxue Mountain will be cold and become a place of death. Even if Ju Yunsong takes a single shot, he will not recover without hundreds of millions of years of hard work.

Everyone was the top overlord of the Tianwu Realm, so naturally they knew the power of this martial arts. Therefore, no one dared to take over the withering of ice and snow. The six emperors believed that Yun Song and Shui Rou all rose up after they escaped, and did not dare to make fun of them for a moment, and their bodies rushed directly outside the Luxue Mountains.

The Eight Emperors came quickly and went faster. Mo Ran never expected that the goddess in his mind would scare away the head of the Eight Divine Realms with just a thrust of his hand. Even Ju Yunsong did not dare to stay for a while.

Looking at the cold air spreading from Cangshan in the distance, wherever you pass, you will see sculptures of ice and snow. The crystal clear frozen iceberg trees give people an irresistible sense of destruction.

"The ice and snow are withering, what a powerful martial art, Yao'er, why are you doing this? Your strength has fallen into the realm of a primary emperor." Mo Ran was half lying down, with a hint of powerless bitterness on his face. He couldn't persuade Qin Yao, nor could he persuade Xu Jie'er, but with such two beloved, his bitter smile was mixed with the smell of happiness and satisfaction.

After using the ice and snow, Qin Yao's face was pale and her cultivation level was greatly reduced. Then with a wave, an Ice Crystal Palace was completed in a blink of an eye, covering Mo Ran, Xu Jie'er, Qin Qing, Wan Ning and himself. Then, Qin Yao walked to Mo Ran without looking at anyone, and sat down.

At this time, even though Xu Jie'er was reluctant, she knew how to give up. She sat down, but she raised Mo Ran's head to Qin Yao's calves. Although there was no tender words during the process, Qin Yao was still very moved.

Qin Yao looked at Mo Ran on her knees with tenderness and said softly: "He does not belong to anyone, nor does we belong to him. Only when the three of us are together can we be complete, Brother Ran, right?"

Mo Ran wanted to nod, but the disintegration of the soul had reached the last edge. He was powerless to drive him, so he could only smile, but he couldn't even say anything, and there was obviously a hint of worry in his expression.

As if seeing what Mo Ran was thinking, Qin Yao comforted: "Brother Ran's last wish, Yao'er knows. Brother Ran, don't worry, Brother Ran, Fu Zhixuan's Poison Lord Tower is the most powerful treasure in the defense of heaven and earth. Even if Ju Yunsong and the others die, the Poison Lord Tower will not damage a single minute. You can rest assured."

Mo Ran listened, and smiled even more and slowly closed his eyes.

Seeing Mo Ran's last trace of vitality begin to disappear, the four people present, Bu Meng Wanning shed tears. When a person is about to die, everything will become a passing cloud. How can you let go if you don't let go?

At this moment, all four of them felt relieved.

Seeing the cold air coming from the distant mountains, everyone closed their eyes. At this moment, in the Three Thousand Worlds, Mo Ran's soul finally collapsed, and the boundless energy surged up from the soul and exploded, and the soul dissipated, which meant that life was going to do its best.

Mo Ran looked at that moment powerlessly and could only whisper in his heart: "Three seniors, Mo Ran is sorry for you. He did not resurrect you."

Yi Qiankun and the other two closed their eyes at this time, and they obviously couldn't hear what Mo Ran was saying. But~

Just as Mo Ran's divine thought was about to disappear, a round light suddenly flashed in the three thousand worlds. This light looked like a huge vital shield, shrinking from boundlessness to the middle, shrinking rapidly.

The vital energy shield does not compress other things, but just wraps Mo Ran's soul power tightly and condenses it towards the center.

The almost disappeared consciousness returned to Mo Ran's mind again. In surprise, Mo Ran accidentally remembered a top-grade treasure he obtained in the Creation Divine Cauldron: Heart Protection Yuangu.

The heart-protecting primordial shield can protect the soul. Even if you are hit by the Emperor, the soul can be regenerated.

Regeneration of the soul?

Thinking of this, a glimmer of hope suddenly ignited in Mo Ran's heart. After waiting for the heart-protecting primordial cover to compress the power of his soul into a little, he let out a loud bang.

The soul is reborn.

The rebirth of the soul represents the return of Mo Ran’s natal energy, and the spiritual thoughts are also reborn.

While being surprised, Mo Ran opened his eyes without thinking, looked at Qin Yao and the other four who closed their eyes and waited for death, and suddenly shouted: "Domen Tower~"

As Mo Ran shouted, Qin Yao and the others were shocked. When they turned around and looked at Mo Ran in their arms, the four of them screamed out at the same time.

"Brother Ran, aren't you dead?"

"Moran?" At this time, even Wan Ning couldn't help but rekindle his vitality.

Without an answer, Mo Ran just smiled slightly and shouted: "Help me hold on for a while, this crystal ice palace cannot be broken."

“Okay~”

It is of great importance, and your capital, life and life are on the verge of the line. No matter how many surprises you may be exposed at this time, the danger has not been removed, no matter what kind of strength the four of them have, they mobilize all their remaining energy and even their true energy.

Four blood arrows spurted out from the four people's mouths, which showed that Qin Yao and the other four used their natal essence and blood to hold on for a longer period of time.

Mo Ran put his hands together, and his divine thoughts surged. At the foot of the mountain, the frozen Poison Lord Tower was shocked by the frozen Poison King Tower, breaking through the mysterious ice and quickly swept towards the top of the mountain.

"Hold on for a while~"

Feeling the rapid approaching of the Poison Lord Tower, Mo Ran hurriedly sent a message to Fu Quan in the tower and said, "Uncle Quan, please contact the tower gate."

"Yes~" A muffled sound in my mind, and it was Fu Quan's voice.

At this time, the cold air had arrived, and its speed was only slightly lower than that of the Poison Lord Tower, but the cold air was ahead.

Mo Ran activated the Brahma Art with all his strength, and the purple and green energy flowed rapidly, deriveing ​​more vital energy for Mo Ran to use.

It's close~

It's close~

"Hurry up~" Mo Ran gritted his teeth and roared in his heart.

The cold air came both times. Mo Ran's brows were tightly closed, and beads of sweat as big as beans seeped out from his forehead. It estimated that the distance between the Poison Tower and himself and others was extremely subtle.

Just as the Poison Lord Tower was about to hit the Ice Crystal Palace, Mo Ran shouted to Qin Yao: "Yaoer, let Poison Lord Tower come in."

The Crystal Palace of Ice was created by Qin Yao, so it is naturally the most suitable to be controlled by her.

Qin Yao was obviously in an emergency at this time, and there was no response. She opened a gap directly in the Ice Crystal Palace, and the Poison Lord Tower successfully entered.

"Seal~"

At the first moment, Mo Ran did not invite a few people into the tower, but instead used his remaining energy to act on the Ice Crystal Palace, which the four of them worked together to maintain.

"Buzz~"

The ice and snow were withering, and the offensive was like a tide. Even the high-level emperor did not dare to take it easily, not to mention that Qin Yao, Wan Ning and others who have now become early-level emperors.

A huge buzzing sound seemed to echo in the depths of the five people's minds. This powerful blow that shocked the mind suddenly shocked the five people and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Xu Jie'er was the weakest and fainted first. Mo Ran and Qin Qing were weak and collapsed on the ground, unable to exert any strength. As for Qin Yao and Wan Ning, they were not bound to go out, and they were about to withdraw from the wounds.

The Ice Crystal Palace was trembling, and the thick ice layer had thick cracks. The cold air revealed by the withering of ice and snow was penetrated into the interior of the Ice Crystal Palace at full speed.

Things were unbearable. Mo Ran's divine thought moved, and the gate of the Poison Lord Tower opened. Then, Mo Ran hugged Xu Jie'er's body, threw it hard, and threw it directly towards the Poison Lord Tower Gate, and said to Qin Qing: "Qin Qing, go in."

He had already made preparations, and there was no need for Mo Ran to remind him. Qin Qing rushed towards the Poison Lord Tower with the last trace of strength.

"Swish~"

Two figures shot into the Poison Lord Tower one after another, followed by Wan Ning. Finally, when Mo Ran and Qin Yao were left in the Ice Crystal Palace, he hurriedly rushed over, grabbed Qin Yao's shoulder, and said, "Yaoer, come with me."

Qin Yao nodded, her surging vitality withdrew, pulled Mo Ran's arm with one hand and put it on her shoulder, and flew towards the gate of the Poison Lord Tower with all her might.

The Ice Crystal Palace lost the support of Qin Yao's vitality and finally could not resist the erosion of the cold air. It shattered and the cold air penetrated, and it rushed over to pursue Mo Ran and Qin Yao's figures.

Inside the Poison King Tower, Fu Quan and others were anxious. Seeing the two approaching, they quickly stretched out their palms, buckled their five fingers, and shouted: "Suck~"

Suddenly, the exhausted Mo Ran and the others were driven by a powerful sucking force and pulled directly into the Poison Lord Tower. Finally, when the tower gate closed, they successfully escaped with extreme danger.

Outside, Luxue Mountain, which has stood in the Tianwu Realm for countless years, finally turned into a Xuanbing Palace.
Chapter completed!