The wind and snow are howling, the sky is freezing and the ground is freezing.
Huang Zhao and the silver-haired man crouched in the snow pit to avoid the wind and snow. They neither dared to break into the zombie group nor retreated. God knows if the white dragon was waiting, so they could only dig a hole to hide where the zombies did not dare to approach.
In another direction, a group of Central Plains people finally left the chaotic battlefield and waited for news on the periphery.
The ice and snow creatures are still desperately killing the zombies crawling out of the frozen soil. The light of magic is looming in the flying snow, and the number of zombies is rapidly decreasing...
The old monk stared at Chunyang Zixu and his party with an unkind expression.
At present, the losses are too heavy and I don’t dare to conflict with the opponent easily, but when I think of the opponent’s dragon girl killing the masters of the sect one after another, I feel itchy with hatred. I’m afraid I haven’t suffered such heavy losses in a hundred years. That’s all, Chunyang Palace is also jumping. It won't last a few days. Let's see how arrogant the white dragon is when the dragon bone is snatched away!
The three parties are waiting. The Western Sect has great confidence in the Golden-winged Dapeng. The old man and his party want to take advantage of the chaos. Zixu and others also believe that Bai Jiao, the same sect, is better.
The old monk sneered.
"My dear fellows, I am afraid that monster will disappoint you. The eagle is her natural enemy and cannot be defeated."
In the face of cynicism, Zixu sword cultivators still discussed sword techniques with their fellow disciples, and used Feng Xue to understand the artistic conception of the sword, and even gained a lot from it.
"snort!"
A certain person asked for trouble, tossed his sleeves, meditated and waited.
Bai Yujun didn't know what was going on outside. He only knew that he had not made a fortune. He had no jewelry, no gold, only a pile of bones and scales. Although the dragon bone was good, he did not dare to move it. The huge number of corpses under the frozen soil of the ice sheet was precisely because of the divine nature of the dragon bone. Suppression prevents all of them from turning into zombies. If the balance is broken and zombies overflow, it may cause a big disaster.
But coming here can't help my cultivation. I focused my eyes on those scales, picked up a few dragon scales and bit them with my teeth. They were hard, and it seemed that they still contained a weak dragon energy.
After looking over and over, this should be a golden dragon with golden scales. It can be seen from the scales that this dragon was very powerful during his lifetime. Countless years have wiped out most of the dragon energy in the scales, but some of it still survives. Maybe it can be absorbed. The question is how Take out the dragon energy from these scales that have been extremely hard for countless years.
Holding the table-sized scales, he bit hard with his teeth, leaving only small teeth marks on the corners...
It was impossible to eat this thing. I picked up two scales and hit each other hard, only to slightly deform it. I have to say that the dragon scales are still better than the dragon's scales.
Bai Yujun's scales will directly break and fall off if hit hard. They are too brittle and lack toughness.
After thinking about it, he transformed back into his true form, the white dragon, opened his big mouth and picked up a few scales in his mouth, then lay down and used his power to try to digest and absorb the dragon energy on the scales in his mouth.
effective!
Although it is a bit slow, it can be absorbed at least. Just do this. First absorb the dragon energy in the scales and then look at other things. I like this kind of lazy cultivation method of half-asleep and half-awake.
A certain dragon with a bunch of scales in its mouth was sound asleep...
The wind and snow are still there.
…
More than a month has passed and it is already late winter.
The war between ice and snow creatures and zombies has ended. The indigenous ice and snow creatures have won. The debris everywhere was quickly covered by the wind and snow and turned white again. The three parties thought that the war was over and rushed in to find the dragon bones. The white dragons and golden wings that entered before Dapeng's silver-haired man seemed to have lost contact, and they didn't want to wait any longer.
Unexpectedly, the ice and snow creatures did not leave. They formed a dense circle and did not let anyone in.
Westerners gave it a try and gave up decisively.
In the past, there were a large number of zombies to contain the ice and snow monsters, but now countless monsters have nothing to do, and their eyes are fixed on the three parties. If they had not surrounded the dragon, they would have rushed over and drowned the Central Plains people.
Shenhua Mountain, where Chunyang Palace is located, is covered with snow all year round. The Zixu sword cultivators have rich experience in surviving in ice and snow environments. They quickly built an ice and snow courtyard and divided it into several rooms to live in. It was very warm without the wind, so be prepared to wait for a long time. Going down to plan, the courtyard houses are very exquisite, and there is even a three-story ice building.
"Smelly cow nose really enjoys it!"
A certain speculator cursed and got into the snow cave he dug. Although the snow cave was also very warm, it was still not as warm as the Ice and Snow Crystal Palace. They were like a civilized society, but he and others were like savages living in caves.
The Western Sect and others also lived in caves, but had to live in a snow cave after their frustrated attempts to build a palace collapsed.
"New Year approached……"
A certain man looked at the southern sky and sighed. He believed in Feng Shui and chose the hole to face south when digging a hole, so he could see the direction of his hometown in the south.
Retract into the hole and roll out a large snowball to block the entrance to keep warm.
The mountains and rivers in the Central Plains are broken and windy, and there is no festive atmosphere at all. For ordinary people, New Year's Eve is no different from the gate of hell. It is miserable to pay taxes and pay tribute. A group of Central Plains people are hiding in an igloo in a world of ice and snow, far away from the Central Plains. Waiting in the snow cave was boring, and the world seemed peaceful.
Many disciples of the Western Teaching went north to Shenhua Mountain...
In the mysterious ink space, Bai Yujun finally absorbed the dragon energy from all the scales, leaving behind a floor of broken dragon scales that had lost their luster and weathered. He stared at the bones and sighed, turning around to search for something else, wondering if there was any secret book about the invincibility of the golden dragon. treasure.
He turned back into his human form and wandered around the remains. Suddenly, his eyes were attracted to a small tree and the only fruit on it.
"I'm so excited! I knew how good it would be to eat this!"
The small tree is half a meter high. I didn't see it before because it was covered by the dragon's ribs. The place was too big and I didn't search carefully. I got in and ran around and saw a red fruit hanging on the top of the tree, emitting colorful rays of light. I couldn't find the right words to describe it. That temptation.
"Isn't it a trap?"
My eyes rolled around to check, my nose twitched and I tried to distinguish the smell, and then I pressed my palms on the bones to feel if there were any abnormal vibrations. I worked for a long time and found no problem.
He sucked back the saliva from the corner of his mouth with a sound, took out his shield and held it above his head, carefully approaching the fruit...
Take three steps, take one step back, and then continue to observe the situation, trembling like a little turtle hiding in its shell, with a mouthful of dragon breath ready to spit it out at any time. If there is anything weird, burn it to death with pure Yang flames!
When you get close enough, stop and charge up your muscles!
Picking fruits is no different from hunting. Since it is hunting, you must use the instantaneous acceleration talent. Bai Yujun has calculated that the distance is just enough to reach the front and then escape again. No matter whether there is danger or not, it is always better to be cautious. Be brave. The bigger they are, the faster they die.
Instant burst of acceleration talent!
I saw a shadow appear next to the fruit for an instant and then appear in the distance. The thick shield paused slightly and landed with a clang, as if a turtle took off its heavy shell and accelerated instantly, leaving only the shell in place...
In the distance, a certain white man closed his mouth tightly, holding something in his mouth and turned into a big bun face.
Just when he appeared in front of the small tree, he grabbed the fruit and ran away. Only what he took into his mouth and swallowed was his own, and it was the most unsafe thing to hold in his hand.
"Hmm... delicious."
His tail hooked back into the shield, he turned around and ran away, then uncontrollably transformed back into his original form and fell down with a thud, falling into a deep sleep.
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