I saw the black soul's Nine-level Palace Master spewing out a breath.

The spiritual pressure on this snowy plateau suddenly doubled!

"I feel so uncomfortable, I'm almost breathless..." The sweat on Li Yaoyao's face rolled like flowing water.

Not only Li Yaoyao, Luo Dieyi and Zi Yan could not bear this powerful pressure.

They seemed to carry a mountain on their backs, and it was difficult to take every step forward.

"I feel like it's about to part." Zi Yan cried and wiped away the sweat that kept coming out in depression.

She found that every step she took, the bones in her body creaked, as if her body would fall apart at any time, which was really terrifying.

Su Luo looked at her with a sympathy.

At this time, she was protected by Nangong Liuyun and was not directly affected by this pressure. In comparison, she was the easiest of everyone here.

At this moment, suddenly, murderous auras that seemed to exist and not exist gradually approached.

A cold stern flashed across Nangong Liuyun's deep and beautiful eyes, and his voice was cold: "Be ready for battle!"

Battle preparation?

Li Yaoyao feels crazy!

Let alone fighting now, she can’t even stand firmly, so where can she fight?

However, the enemy will not sympathize with her because she is in a difficult situation, but will become more arrogant.

"Swoosh swish swish swish-" Shadows appeared on this snowy plateau.

"Oh my God, it's Xue Luo's sword!" Li Yaoyao was almost crazy when she saw this!

How could she forget these snow-falling pens?

She had already led the team to leave, but later she was constantly hunted down by the Xue Luofu clan, and the group of people fled into the Muxian Mansion in a panic.

But now these snowy slivers appear in front of them alive, and each one is strong and straight, with bright hair.

"What the hell is going on!" Luo Dieyi screamed and shouted out Li Yaoyao's psychological words.

Yes, what's going on? How could the snow-lowing silk lilac outside the Muxian Mansion appear here?

"Roar—" Xue Luohuan's eyes emitted a faint green light like a wolf, and it roared at Li Yaoyao with anger!

These snow fallen silks still remember Li Yaoyao and the others.

"It's trouble now." Su Luo frowned depressedly.

"It's okay." Nangong Liuyun stood calmly beside Su Luo, speaking slowly and calmly.

"How to say it? Do you have a way?" Su Luo raised his little face as big as a palm curiously.

Nangong Liuyun spread his hands without comment: "I have reached the ninth floor, what does their life and death have to do with us?"

Su Luo took a deep breath, exhaled helplessly, and at the same time gave Nangong Liuyun a thumbs up. Your Highness, King of Jin, you are awesome!

The snow-lowing litter is very united and very revengeful race.

So, at this time, about twelve snow fallen linings, surrounding Li Yaoyao and four others.

Zi Yan and Bei Chenying have never attacked them actively, so they will not provoke the powerful humans.

"Howl--" Three snow-falling slugs kept approaching Li Yaoyao.

Fortunately, the powerful pressure was also effective against the snow-falling silhouette, so the actions of the three snow-falling silhouettes were also hindered.

Although they move slowly, and sweat drips on the ground with every step they take, these difficulties not only do not stop them, but also make their eyes leaps with flames like excitement.
Chapter completed!