Ji Qingfeng's fragile body broke the hard and solid rock, and blood spattered three feet, dyeing the cracked rock red.
Bloody, killing!
Qingge looked at Ji Qingfeng with cold eyes as he climbed up from the snow with a grin on his face. His eyes were as cold as the whistling cold wind, with murderous intent faintly visible and thunder rising everywhere!
The power of the spirit spurted out, and several immortal flowers hidden in the snow rose up again. The red spiritual fire burned blazingly in the air. When the temperature was at its hottest, it was applied to the serious wounds on Ji Qingfeng's body.
Hongyi: "..."
Ji Qingfeng is embarrassed, coming again?
I dare this guy not to stop until he tortures him to death!
One night, Qingge beat Ji Qingfeng over and over again. The process was simple and rough. It was nothing more than beating, healing, and beating again. The beating was even more cruel than the last time.
Ji Qingfeng was helpless and could only be beaten. Hongyi watched anxiously all night. Other Jialan disciples such as Zhan Jieyu were shocked at first, with their brows beating crazily, until they became calm and calm.
, don’t be surprised.
In the middle of the night, Xu Qingge was tired and stopped torturing Ji Qingfeng.
The next morning, the sun shines brightly.
Everyone walked towards the depths of the Ice Valley. The wind and snow did not decrease, but the weather was still sunny.
A phoenix screamed for no apparent reason, and a strong black wind blew up. Bright light and fire emerged from the black wind, bewitching and crushing.
Suddenly, the fire phoenix rushed out, shuttled on the top of the clouds, and there seemed to be a sandstorm rising from the ground. The wings and body of the phoenix seemed to be made of burning flames.
The wind blows and the snow falls heavily. A tall man in a dark green robe stands on top of the phoenix.
The man's handsome face is looming in the erratic clouds, as beautiful as a painting and as delicate as jade.
He is like a born king who dominates the world, and also like an immortal who is compassionate and compassionate, ignoring the affairs of the world. There is a blue jade Xiao that is as clear and translucent as jade pinned to his waist, which is the finishing touch.
Qing Gexu narrowed her narrow phoenix eyes, and the phoenix turned into flames and the man as gentle as jade were reflected in the dark pupils.
"This is -" Hongyi raised his head, looked at the fire phoenix sweeping past, and frowned.
"Young Master of the Weapon Refining Guild, Lan Shengyan." Qing Ge raised one corner of his lips and smiled evilly.
She had a relationship with Lan Shengyan, but she owed him a favor because of Xia Ziyan's incident.
When she and the Lieyun mercenary group were surrounded and suppressed at Fenghuang Mountain in the Western Sea, Lan Shengyan stood by and watched, which was the greatest favor.
The fire phoenix streaked across the sky, leaving a long white trail, gradually getting farther and farther away, until it disappeared without a trace and disappeared from the sight of Qingge and others.
Suddenly, the fire phoenix flew over, swooped down quickly, glided down, and swirled in mid-air.
Lan Shengyan looked down at Qing Ge, his gentle eyes smiled, and his skeletal hands were cupped, "I wonder whether Lan should call the girl Your Excellency Wuming, or the famous Marquis of Beiyue?"
The song was neither humble nor arrogant, and there was no unnecessary expression on his face, "Young Master Lan, please help yourself."
Lan Shengyan's hearty laughter resounded above the fire phoenix, as if it was shaking the sky. After a long time, the laughter suddenly stopped. Lan Shengyan looked at Qingge carefully for a long time, and asked abruptly: "Miss Ye is coming to Ice Valley."
, just for experience?”
"Just experience." Qingge said.
When she saw Lan Shengyan, she was also puzzled. Lan Shengyan should be in the Weapon Refining Guild, so how could he come to Ice Valley?
Could it be that there was something about Ice Valley that attracted him?
Lan Shengyan stood in the phoenix's fireworks. He raised his hand and rubbed his chin. He suddenly lowered his head, looked at Qingge with a smile, and said: "Snow Girl awakens, Snow Spirit Pearl is born, Miss Ye is not moved?"
Lan Shengyan's words were perfect, he was testing Qingge.
"The snow girl awakens?"
There was a moment of surprise in Qingge's dark eyes. Can a dead person be resurrected?
But after a while, Qingge felt relieved.
The life-long knowledge and secrets of Lord Yingwu in the Eternal Stone were known to Qingge. The awakening of the Snow Girl mentioned by Lan Shengyan was not the resurrection of the dead on the ancient battlefield, but the remaining consciousness of the Snow Girl awakening from the darkness.
Come.
The powerful aura power maintains her form, allowing her to find someone with the opportunity to pass it on in a short period of time, and pass on her understanding of the state of mind and what she knows in this life.
As for the Snow Spirit Pearl, it is the heart of Snow Girl, which was given to her as a birthday gift by the ancestors of the blood clan. When Snow Girl was on the verge of death in order to save the reincarnation master, the ancestors of the blood clan sewed the Snow Spirit Pearl into Snow Girl's body at the cost of a lifetime of cultivation.
, replacing the original beating heart.
After the Snow Girl obtained the Snow Spirit Bead, she used the power of snow to control the wind and rain, and her strength greatly increased. She was close to Empress Fengqi and became the overlord of her party.
Rumor has it that getting the Snow Lingzhu is equivalent to getting the heart and life of a substitute. Who wouldn't be tempted?
The snow girl has a special constitution. The ancestor of the blood clan was severely injured when sewing the snow spirit beads for her, which ruined her lifelong cultivation. But others are different.
Therefore, there are countless people all over the world coveting the Snow Spirit Bead.
Of course, some people say that the allure of the Snow Spirit Bead is so great that they can rob tombs and steal the Snow Spirit Bead.
However, the Xue Lingzhu was in the left atrium of the snow girl, and even after a century or even tens of millions of years, her body was still intact.
What's more, the ice coffin that sealed her was made of Xuan Bing and passed through the hands of Master Samsara. Who dares to steal such a tomb? Who can steal it?
There were countless people who wanted to rob the tomb and steal the Snow Spirit Pearl, but all of them never came back and had to sacrifice their lives to compensate.
The Snow Girl's awakening is different. When her consciousness awakens, the ice coffin will naturally open. After finding someone with the opportunity to pass it on, the Snow Girl's body will be transformed into the sky, and the Snow Spirit Pearl will naturally be born!
They all say that it takes a chance, but in the face of true power, what is an opportunity?
A playful look flashed in Lan Shengyan's eyes. He was thinking, and the doubt in Qingge's eyes flashed past. It was fleeting, but he caught it.
It seems that Ye Qingge doesn't know about Snow Girl's awakening. It's just a coincidence that she will be in Ice Valley just to practice.
"Xue Lingzhu, aren't you moved?" Lan Shengyan asked.
Qingge was silent for a while, then asked: "Can the Snow Spirit Bead replace the heart of a beast?"
"certainly."
Qingge was moved.
She wanted to take Xue Lingzhu to see Ji Yue.
Licking her red lips, Qing Gexu narrowed her eyes and looked at the icebergs gradually appearing in the white mist, raised her arms and shouted, "Let's go."
Hongyi, Zhan Jieyu and others followed behind.
On the fire phoenix, Lan Shengyan folded his hands around his chest, and the blue jade Xiao on his waist flashed with crystal arcs of light.
After a long while, he pursed his lips and smiled, driving the phoenix beneath him to fly toward Snow Girl Mountain at lightning speed.
The second level of Ice Valley is empty.
After Lan Shengyan left, a figure walked out from behind a tree. The man was covered in ink, with a cloak on his head, and his brows were like an abyss, buried in the cloak.
He raised his head and his cloak slid down naturally, revealing a delicate and feminine face.
Fen Que looked at the Fire Phoenix, thoughtfully, frowning, and murmured, "How could the Artifact Refining Guild know about the information that is unique to the Blood Clan? Then, what about the other forces?"