The sound of anger was like a thunder billowing, and the sound made the soul tremble. Immediately, the figure of Su Yi rushed into the ice storm like a phantom.

Suddenly, an immense breath spread out, and the dragon army that had already fallen away was hit by more than half!

"Go in! Su Yi goes in! He came to Duanmu Gongzhu!"

"Oh my God, Yutian Palace has been saved, you Lord, hold on!"

"Yutiangong ancestors and ancestors, you must bless Duanmu Palace Lord to survive!"

All of a sudden, the people present widened their eyes and couldn't believe the situation in front of them. They killed so many Long Yujun's Yutian array, and Su Yi went in easily!

Su Yi's Xiuwei feels soaring again, the terrible sharp sword energy runs across the sky, and the chopped melon and vegetables generally rushed into the sky.

"Su Yi ..."

Watching Su Yi enter the pre-earthquake peak, Duanmu Qingtian's eyes suddenly opened up, breathing the air violently, tears rolling.

"Save my sister, Su Yi, you must save my sister!" Duanmu Qingtian's mouth trembled, and the whole person was tense instantly.

At this moment, the pre-quake peak in the storm has turned into a frozen world for thousands of miles.

The blue blue Duanmu Xiaoman had no heat, but the crystal clear eyes still looked at the mad monk who was frozen in the distance with only half of his eyes left.

"Xiao Man, you are suffering!"

Holding the sword in his left hand, Su Yi hugged Duanmu Xiaoman from behind, said Yan Yan.

Duanmu Xiaoman covered by frost and snow is like an ice sculpture without any consciousness. Ice crystals appear on the long eyelashes, like Nan Xihui in the snow and ice.

Holding Duanmu Xiaoman, Su Yi's heart was instantly cool, and Duanmu Xiaoman in her arms had no normal body temperature.

"Xiao Man, it's me, you wake up, I'm Su Yi!" Su Yi sighed.

Where can I take care of the ancient remnants of soul, where can I take care of madness and respect.

During these days, Su Yi seemed to shed all the tears in her life.

After coming out of the Wanjian Sword Mountain, Su Yi received the news that the Dragon family attacked Yutian Palace.

Without stopping, Su Yi brought Liu Ruoxi, and Shangguan Tianchen directly opened the space crack and came here, but unexpectedly saw such a scene.

In his eyes, Duanmu Xiaoman traded life for Yutiangong's safety.

Suddenly, Su Yi's heart once again returned to the time of Dugu Yumo's death. Her heart was extremely desolate, and the hand holding the epee could not help trembling.

"Boom!"

Suiyuan's supreme merit combined with the rapid operation of the fire town Tianshi, the majestic heat billows and burns, hugging Duanmu Xiaoman, Su Yi can still feel the deep cold in Duanmu Xiaoman's heart!

"Hey!"

Just like crazy, Su Yi gathered in front of a huge net of flames of light, lingering patterns lingering, violent energy exudes extreme energy, quickly melting the frost on Duanmu Xiaoman.

"Hey!"

The ice crystals were melting at a slow speed, and Su Yi looked forward through Duanmu Xiaoman's shoulder.

"what!"

At this moment, the madman who had been overwhelmed by the remnant soul, watching Su Yi cast the fire town Tianshi, his enthusiastic eyes blinked twice, and finally turned into thousands of black crows flying in the sky in countless horror streamers.

Outside, everyone's eyes were glowing and excited.

Watching the fire that ignited hope in the snow storm, countless pairs of longing eyes prayed that Su Yi could rescue Duanmu Xiaoman.

That is the soul of Yutian Palace, the lifeblood of Yutian Palace!

In the distance, Tianguan of Shangguan finally found his daughter. The father and daughter cried and embraced.

difficult!

Tianyuzong has experienced too much like Yutiangong, and the death and suffering will eventually be replaced by peace.

"How did you come out?"

Liu Ruoxi stood frowning beside Gu Yue, and Gu Yue and Long Poshan and others were eager to wear, with endless excitement hanging on the red face, whispered.

"Tianfeng Sword Intent, Su Yi realized Tianfeng Sword Intent! Right, Ruoxi."

From a distance, Duanmu Xiongtu and Duanmu Qingtian quickly came to the Yutiangong people, looking at the arrogant figure in the stormy snow, full of eagerness.

Hearing that Gu Yue was inside, Xi was merciless, and Chi Feihong and others were trembling with light and their hearts were swaying.

Recalling that the two swords drawn by Su Yiyou just now have a devastating atmosphere. This powerful sword is perfect, and contains extreme and terrifying coercion.

All of a sudden, no one in the room spoke.

"Bang, bang!"

At this time, Tun Tun has long been transformed into a huge black mountain. The huge figure in the courtyard traverses the heavens and the earth, facing Long Junjun as if stepping on a sugar bean, one foot at a time.

Only half of Long Junjun looked at the coercion of the Demon Realm, the momentum suddenly collapsed.

Without resistance, it turned into bursts of blood and mist.

They could not have imagined that this trip to Yutiangong had become the road to the destruction of the Dragon Army.

"Su Yi, you must rescue my sister!"

His eyes were burning, Duanmu Qingtian clenched his hands tightly, and the bright sweat beads slipped from his forehead, watching closely the glowing fireball.

"Boom!"

During the snow storm, the swan hair and heavy snow were rising, and the ancient remnants of the earth were like wild horses running wild in the peak before the earthquake.

Without this storm, I am afraid that Yutian Palace at this moment has become a ruin.

In front of her, the hot energy gradually melted Duanmu Xiaoman, and the invisible space suddenly deformed.

When the last piece of ice crystal fell, Su Yi felt Duanmu Xiaoman's painful low groan.

"Shuoman!"

When he let go of his hands, Su Yi screamed, watching Duanmu Xiaoman recovering as he was, but his heart was beating wildly.

The ice and snow melted, and with a little beauty, the weak Duanmu Xiaoman raised his hands and barely closed the seal, a kind of energy fighting between the hearts and minds.

The splendid brilliance hits the heavens and the earth, and the energy surges on the heavenly **** tripod in front of them. Suddenly, there is a sound of Jinming in the **** tripod.

"Boom!"

Thousands of lingering souls, like being induced, ran madly toward the **** tripod.

Among the vast peaks before the earthquake, the transparent soul blew a violent wind in place, and the crystal clear rays shot out, and the sound of the tearing space came out!

"Whizzing!"

Countless streamers shuttled between Su Yi and Duanmu Xiaoman. Looking back, the hurricane raised Duanmu Xiaoman's hair, and his pale complexion was like white paper.

For the first time, Su Yi felt that the omnipotent goddess of control was so cowardly and delicate.

The galloping wind blocked the footsteps, Su Yi could feel that there was a huge space forbidden between the two, and no matter how he tried, he couldn't overcome it.

Watching Duanmu Xiaoman put away Yu Tianshen Ding, above Zhou Kong, a strong wave sounded, Yu Tianshen Ding fell on the ground!

"Boom!"

Like the bell tolling on life, the storm stopped, the energy rays lost their flow, and the heavens and earth were restored as usual.

At this moment, Duanmu Xiaoman was paralyzed on the ground like Fuliu, who had lost her vitality, her eyes blurred, and her lips moved slightly.

"Shuoman!"