Ten million tons of snow rolled down the cliff.

The body of the snow konjac king is embedded in the cliff and is buried in the snow.

The roar is heard all over the ear, and the entire valley is shaking.

Hey!

The night feathers flapped and the whole person rose into the air, and a purple figure also emerged from the woods.

"Zi Ling, are you okay?" Night Feather puts the palm of his hand on the forehead of Zi Ling, and explores the body of Zi Ling.

The purple spirit was attacked by the konjac king of the snowy area, and the internal organs were damaged. I am afraid that I have to cultivate for a while.

"Hey." Purple spirit whispered twice, and the dim eyes looked hesitantly below.

The night feathers are beautiful, the snow below is still roaring, and it has already occupied a small valley.

"A lot of snow, I am afraid that the spiritual fluctuations just caused the avalanches of several nearby snow mountains..."

The night feathers whispered in the mouth, looking at the mountain where the Snow King is located.

A blue light flashed through the snow.

Night Yu was surprised in the eyes, not dead? !

The blue light was fleeting, and the night was not clear, and the snow falling above it buried the light.

Hey, Zi Ling looked at the direction of the snowy konjac king and whispered twice.

"Zi Ling, have you sensed it?" The night feathers were dignified, and the spirits came out. When they touched the snow, they were disturbed by the snow that rushed from behind. In desperation, the night feathers had to give up.

I took a shot of Zi Ling’s forehead, and one person and a leopard flew high.

The fire of the spirit is of course important, and it must be enjoyed.

If even a hundred flower hands can't solve the snowy konjac king, then the night feathers have to give up, and then the strength is enough to get it again.

A few minutes later, the valley returned to calm, and most of the valley was buried by snow.

The night feathers look at the place where the snow konjac king is located. The snow surface seems calm, but the night feathers vaguely feel that something is moving!

The jade hand stretched out, a cluster of flames poured out, and the flame fluttered slightly, seemingly avoiding something.

"Well?" The night feathers and the eyebrows are picked up, and the bottom of the eyes is a little bit strange.

Even if the starry sky in the face of Bai Jinyi is too vain, there is no such reaction, and now his own flame is afraid? !

The jade hand turned over the flame, and the night feathers looked at the bottom with interest.

The beast is afraid of the flames, and has never heard of the flames and fears of the beasts, so his own burning sea Leiyan is by no means afraid of the snowy konjac king!

"Dragon said that the snowy blue spirits are so high..." The night feathers showed a bit of expectation, and the eyes glanced down, and they dared not fall.

I want to reach out and find the map of the fire, and scan the ring night feathers and find that the map of the hide fell into the valley when it fell from the sky.

I am afraid that it has been buried under the snow at this time.

Just as the night feathers hesitated to continue to wait and see or down to explore, the snow below the scene changed.

Hey!

The electric blue light shines out from the snow, like a fire, but there is no hot feeling. The snow white snow does not show signs of melting. Then I see a flat snow surface gradually bulging a bag, as if something is going from inside. Arch out.

Really not dead? !

The night feathers looked at the place where the snow surface gradually bulged, just before the snowy konjac king entered the mountain position.

"Zi Ling, ready to run." The night feathers show a horror, and give the first command to Zi Ling.

"Hey!"

The purple spirit whispered twice, and there was no fear on his face. The bottom of the cymbal was very calm and he did not plan to run.

The strangeness of Zi Ling makes the night feathers more puzzled, and the eyes are staring down.