The power of the horror of the tyrannical, he took him out of the sea directly, and in the next second, he fell into the void, in front of a pair of horrible **** eyes, and countless teeth in the mouth.

"You, what do you want..." Even though it is snowy sea, it is a bit embarrassing at this time.

The nine-day-old turtle grinned, and a large amount of blood-colored mucus sprayed from his mouth, directly giving the snowy sea, and peeling off the armor on his body.

"Old things, did you not hear clearly when you said this before?" The nine-day cold turtle sneered.

The face of the snow has changed, and immediately angered: "Go to hell! You can't think about it!"

He knows that he can't escape death, but he doesn't want to be tossed. If he uses his Yuanling to light the sky, he will never be superborn.

The eyebrows flickered into the blood of horror, and the snow sea was going to blew the sacred body. I wanted to explode my holy spirit and wound the nine-day cold turtle.

"boom……"

The speed of his own blast is extremely fast, and the horrible power makes the atmosphere within a hundred miles, all condensed, but it is terrible.

“Want to die? Not so easy?”

Seeing that he blew open his body, the white spirit was also revealed, and he was ready to blow up the Yuanling. The nine-day cold turtle would make him happy.

His figure swayed, and a black gas came out of the tortoise shell, directly wrapping the spirit of the snowy sea into it.

"what……"

"Pharaoh eight, you must not die!"

In the Yuanling of the Xuehai, there was a scream of screams, only to see the black gas of the group, turned into a dark sky with a dark body, and the spirit of the snow sea has been taken into the sky lantern.

Within the sky lanterns, there is a bonfire like a pictogram that is flickering and burning. It is burning the spirit of the snow sea, making him miserable, like hell.

"Old things, this seat has long said, you must lick your skin, smoke your shackles, refine your spirit, do you have no faith in this speech?" Nine days of cold turtles laughed, swept this paragraph The haze and entanglement of time.

"You won't have a good end, Pharaoh..."

Although it was burned by the campfire, Xue Haisheng was better than death, but his mouth was still not forgiving, and he still cursed the nine-day cold turtle.

In the nine days, the shape of the tortoise changed, and from the animal shape to the human form, the right hand held the sky lantern, and smiled strangely: "Old guy, I did not kill you on the 20,000 million years ago, it seems that he The old man, who has seen it today, just waits for you to come to the set, can only blame yourself, no wonder others."

"This sky lamp of this seat is the gift given by my Lord. You will enjoy it slowly inside. This seat will keep you from dying for a thousand years, let you have eternal life, hahahaha..."

The nine-day cold glans was so refreshing, listening to the screams and insulting voices of the guys inside the snow sea, but it felt a bit interesting, especially sweet.

He blocked the sky lanterns, when the fingers were in the void, a large number of treasures scattered in the sea, piled up into a hill in the void, these are all the world of the snow sea or the body.

"It's so poor..."

Although it is a hill-like baby, there are more than one or two thousand pieces inside, but how can it get into the eyes of the nine-day cold turtle, he is preparing to destroy it.

However, I thought about it: "Forget it, leave it to Ye Chu that the **** boy, people have helped so much, don't give something to express, but also to be a small device..."

All the treasures in front of him were swallowed by the nine-day cold turtle. Of course, it was not swallowed in his mouth, but his world of sorrow was in his mouth, not like the human monk.

The sea water slowly faded, revealing the surrounding glaciers. Less than two hours of effort, the cold crystals reappeared above the glaciers.

"Old guy, this time your life is big enough..."

The nine-day cold turtle blinked and saw the ice saint in the cold crystal. He was sealed by himself for five hundred years. Fortunately, the whole figure was hidden by him in the cold-blooded tree, so that the snowy sea could not be approached. For him.

"Attackment..."

When I think of the snowy sea, the nine-day cold turtle thinks of the technique of the spirit. The reason why the guy dares to dive into the cold crystal is nothing more than to want to take away the spirit of the ice.

He immediately took out the sky lantern and looked at the situation inside. He shot a bonfire directly inside, and the roasting snow screams.

"You can't think about it!"

Snow Sea is furious, knowing this guy is to search for his own Linghai and want to get his own way.

With the technique of the spirit, it can't be taken away by him. It is something that he has settled down. If he has to go, how can he live?

"Old things can not be you..."

In the nine days, the cold turtle snorted, and the sky lantern in the hand caught the fire. The burning snow screamed and the Yuan Ling was suffering in it.

At this time, he had the opportunity to resist, and he did not choose to say no right. The nine-day cold turtle smoothly got what he wanted from his spirit.

Although the snow sea is smashing in the sky lanterns, the more the nine-day cold turtles are, the more excited they are, and the almost all the secret techniques of the snow sea are extracted.

"There is a mystery of glitz mirrors..."

The nine-day cold turtle has collected the sky lanterns. It is indeed a secret technique related to the glitz mirror from the Yuanling of Xuehai.

However, after watching it for a long time, he did not understand it. How to use this thing seems to be a variety of ancient graphics, too complicated.

"But, since the kid got the glitz mirror, this sorcerer will give it to him, the secret of love, hope that this guy can crack open, it is also a confession to my master..." With a sigh of relief, I couldn't help but sigh with the thought of the ice god.

The secret of the love of the Holy Spirit is that there is a secret about the Supreme, and the secret of the Supreme Lord is what people want to know.

However, my master, the ice god, was such a sad reminder that after being injured by the Kowloon-born Taoist who was born, it was not with Supreme.

......

A few days later, the Crystal Palace.

Ye Chu is in the treasure house of the ice god, not only him, but also his wife, Ye Jingyun, they are also here to watch the ancient borrowing, all kinds of Taoism, borrowing ancient books to borrow.

"You are really not jealous..." And outside the Ice God Palace, the nine-day-old turtle looked at Mi Qingxue, who was helping the barbecue, and felt a little difficult to understand. ‘

Mi Qingxue is not only jealous, but also here to help Ye Chu's wife to eat barbecue, so generous, so that the nine-day cold turtle feels incredible.

His eyes are not bad, knowing that most of them are women of Ye Chu.

Even the few women who did not call his husband, and Ye Chu have an unclear relationship, Mi Qingxue is like the okay, still here to help them, prepare for them, serve them.

Mi Qingxue smeared the spices on the barbecue and smiled and said: "Some things, why care about it, practice life, mainly heart..."

"Hey..." The nine-day cold turtle is speechless, but speaks directly. "This doesn't care. What do you want to care about? Women are still women. Your master will let your marriage host this seat. You can't sit in this seat. ignore……"

"Predecessors, you can't come, if you get things done, I won't take care of you." Mi Qingxue immediately advised.

If this is a nine-day cold turtle, it will kill the machine, and those who are Ye Chu will die one by one, and no one will save it.

Nine days of cold turtles are somewhat helpless, Mi Qingxue smiled sweetly and said: "In fact, they are very kind, are very good girls, have no idea, I have been with them these days, I feel very intimate. , like a family."