got windy.
The strong wind blew the snow on my face like a knife, and the strong wind stirred up the black clouds that slowly circled faster and faster...
Above the clouds, the Western Mahayana masters and Chunyang masters who were confronting each other at high altitude saw black clouds forming a whirlpool, and the peak where Jinshan Institute was located became the eye of the wind. The black clouds in the distance continued to gather and compress, turning faster and faster, and the temperature dropped sharply!
The snowflakes flying in the sky are no longer beautiful shapes, but turned into ice lumps of different sizes under the influence of the storm!
Bai Yujun was wearing black armor and no helmet.
The eyes that emit a faint red light are particularly obvious in the dim snowstorm. The head is full of white hair, the two small dragon horns have faint fluorescence, and the cold light of a dragon spear shines with evil energy.
For the first time, the monk truly felt the danger of the white dragon!
The blizzard reminded him of the northern ice fields, with the cold wind and white fields, but the difference was that small pieces of ice kept falling from the sky.
Six people can't help but one monster...
"careful!"
A fellow monk shouted loudly to alert the monk. He sensed a huge object flying towards him in the wind and snow. He stood firm on his feet and shouted loudly, his fists flashing with golden light and he faced the unknown object!
"Hey!"
I finally saw clearly the object flying in the blizzard. It was an irregular ice block as high as a person...
The golden fist struck the ice, and the ice shattered and shards of ice flew everywhere. This scene made everyone in the Western Church uneasy. They clearly saw that the ice fell from the sky following the storm.
Then everyone saw a terrifying scene. Strange-shaped ice cubes kept falling from the sky!
The banging sounds were endless, and the snowstorm was so fierce that the snowflakes condensed into ice cubes in the sky, but they could not fly away or fly above the clouds to leave the environment that was favorable to the white dragon. The pagoda was on the ground, and they had to protect it.
In the wind and snow, Bai Yujun didn't use any chic and elegant spells or pose at all.
Holding a heavy gun, he stabs, smashes and sweeps. The moves are simple and violent. The black dragon gun arcs and jumps with crackling sounds. Every time it collides with the opponent, the opponent's weapon will be destroyed!
For some reason, Bai Yujun had a bad feeling in his heart. He always felt that there was some powerful person hiding in the dark...
He became more and more anxious in his heart, wanting to eat the earth vein dragon energy as quickly as possible to break through his cultivation level.
"Get out of here!"
The dragon spear knocked back a Western enlightenment master, grabbed the fist with his left hand and kicked him hard!
The Western monk who was kicked flew backwards more than ten meters and landed on the snow, slipping and rolling...
Draw the gun and suddenly burst out with the instant acceleration talent!
puff……!
A Western monk who came under siege was pierced through the chest and heart. The monk did not have his heart broken as in the legend. As long as his Dantian was still there, he could not die. He would die just like being stabbed in the vital part. But before he died, the monk desperately hugged the dragon spear. If he doesn't let go, he won't be able to hold on for long, but even if he delays for a moment, Bai Yujun will be helpless.
The other two monks saw the opportunity and rushed forward!
There was a blur in front of him, and sparks flashed like tinkling lights, forcing the besieging monks to retreat.
With an expressionless expression, Bai Yujun held heavy knives in both hands and immediately used martial arts skills that he had not used for a long time at the three Western monks in front of him.
The fourth form of Shanju Sword Technique, the Crane Returns!
Leap forward, flip in the air, swing the heavy knife and hit it hard.
Boom~!
The fight took place on the ground near the pagoda. After Crane Guiluo was used, the huge shock and shock forced the besiegers to retreat. Two of them vomited blood and flew backwards because they resisted the blow.
On the other side, a monk was overjoyed when he saw that Bai Jiao did not withdraw his black spear immediately.
Before I stepped forward to grab the gun, I suddenly felt like my hands were struck by needles and lightning. When I let go, I realized that my hands were dripping with blood...
Bai Yujun swung the sword heavily and suddenly switched to the horizontal sword, from heavy to light. He once again focused on flexibility and used the wind and snow to hit more than one, and then stretched out his hand to move the dragon spear with a variety of styles!
The monk gritted his teeth and rushed forward. He had to stop the white dragon.
The golden fist flew out. Bai Yujun used his gun to push back the other side and punched again. The small fist wearing a glove armor looked slender but was actually terrifyingly powerful.
Unlike Osmanthus Alley, there are no reservations this time.
Two disproportionate fists collided, causing the wind and snow to recede. At the same time, the monk retreated...
The remaining Jiao opponents, who were not invincible at the same level even if they joined forces, were injured or died directly. In a short period of time, those who were able to resist Jinshanyuan were eliminated.
There are many masters of Western teaching, but this is neither a home base nor a place where they can gather together every day. It is impossible to gather enough masters in a short time.
The heavy sword swept across and knocked away an old monk who had made a phantom of the gods and Buddhas.
It was finally quiet.
Without looking at the seriously injured Western masters who were still alive, he walked past the opponents who were vomiting blood and came to the tower with white snow on their feet. He looked at the dragon spear in his hand and then looked up at the blizzard in the sky.
The golden light looks like gold, but it's just some bluffing formation, no matter how it looks, it's definitely fine.
"It looks solid, but it's not a big problem."
Bai Yujun did not step forward, but stood in the distance and used his talent to mobilize the blizzard to hit the pagoda. Over the Jinshan Courtyard, the hurricane that had formed the eye of the storm slowly moved and changed its position, positioning its center over the pagoda!
In fact, the temperature is the lowest in the middle of the eye.
The golden pagoda began to freeze, and tiny ice crystals appeared on the beams, columns, and tiles on the surface of the golden pagoda. The ice crystals spread and thickened in all directions, and continued to extend into one...
The magic circle was activated and continued to break the ice, but the low temperature environment and blizzard weather prevailed, and there was as much ice and snow as possible.
Bai Yujun just gathered the ice and snow on the tower.
The formation of the pagoda can be described as one step after another from the bottom to the top and then to the magic weapon at the top of the tower. Bai is not a genius and cannot easily break the formation while talking and laughing. The only way is the simplest and most violent one, which is to destroy it with weather weapons. , the storm was roaring, ice and snow were raging, and the previous earthquake caused damage to the base of the tower, this thing must be moved.
As if in a cycle, the ice and snow continue to spread on the surface of the tower and are constantly being crushed and pushed away. The ice continues to condense and collapse with a crackling sound. The energy of the small magic circle has been exhausted...
The small dragon horn on Bai Yujun's head seemed to have some connection with the wind and snow, and the snowstorm continued to intensify.
Gradually, the bottom layer could no longer push away the ice and was wrapped.
The transparent ice spreading from the ground grew upwards, destroyed and regrown, and the ice became thicker and thicker. The pagoda and the magic weapon on the top of the pagoda also seemed to feel threatened, and golden light continuously erupted to resist. In the wind and snow, the golden light of the pagoda shimmered in uncertain light and dark, and the copper bell The bells jingled, and tiles kept falling.
"The glittering gold is so vulgar, well, it looks much more pleasing to the eye when covered with ice and snow."
After thinking about it, I took out the mysterious orb and prepared to wear it around my neck to deal with the dark hands. That guy must be good at soul magic, and I am sure that the jar of rice wine was made by him. I hope the orb can deal with it.
Suddenly, he felt something in his heart and took the orb to his head. Strangely enough, the orb emitting colorful light was suspended between the dragon horns above his head, similar to magnetic levitation, as if the dragon's horns had a mysterious magnetic field.
Shaking his head, the orb was fixed and motionless, and the unique shape looked interesting.
. Sogou
