"Leave." Feng Lingran made a decisive decision.

Ziyi did not object. He agreed with Feng Lingran's decision in his heart. It was his carelessness. Shen Moxin secretly asked him to come here and wait. He thought that Shen Moxin would not play any tricks on Nan Huajun.

He ignored the jealousy of the woman.

Seeing Xiao Xi's painful expression, the delicate little face became whiter, and Ziyi was very annoyed.

He said to Feng Lingran: "Bing Yu got it! Give it to me."

Feng Lingran took out a cone-shaped ice crystal from his sleeve. It was cold and when it was delivered to Ziyi's hand, Ziyi's palm was cold for a while, and he gave Feng Lingran a strange look.

Bingyu is the soul of the snow mountain. It gathers the coldest coldness of the snow mountain. It accumulates over time. The average person will get frostbite when taking the ice jade for a moment. Although Feng Lingran has a spiritual body protection, it is also a common body Bingyu is hiding in her sleeves, are you afraid of freezing her arms?

still is……

Feng Lingran's spiritual power has been tempered to withstand the coldness of Bingyu?

Ziyi secretly panicked, Feng Lingran is really a perverted cultivator.

Several people quickly backed away, Ziyi wanted to exit this dead street, and then help Xiao Xi stabilize his soul.

He is now using Nan Huajun's body. At this moment, Yun'er was killed with Bingyu, which may anger Nan Huajun, which will not only affect the rescue of Song Pingyong, but also cause trouble for Xiao Xi.

First pinned Yun'er's soul with Bingyu, not giving her the opportunity to make a mess. After saving Song Pingyong, there are opportunities to let her soul fly away.

"We can't get out." Xiao Qi was bounced back twice. He used his spiritual power like hitting soft cotton, and was absorbed as much as possible.

Feng Shaotang raised his arm in disbelief and rushed over, and it was still bounced back. It seemed that there was a boundary between the road and it could only come in, not out.

Feng Shaotang wanted to rush again and was stopped by Feng Lingran.

When Feng Lingran handed Xiao Xi to Feng Shaotang for help, Feng Shaotang was flattered, raised his hands, carefully supported the weak Xiao Xi, and glanced at Xiao Qi proudly.

He was showing off to Xiao Qi.

Show off Feng Lingran's trust in him.

My brother is my brother. There must be a big difference between him and Xiaoqi.

Feng Shaotang thought this way, but Feng Lingran didn't think so. Among the few people here, Feng Shaotang's cultivation was the lowest. If Xiaoqi couldn't punch the seal, Feng Shaotang would be even less likely.

Feng Lingran didn't want Feng Shaotang to waste any more time, he had to try it for himself, the power of this seal.

Xiaoqi only saw the childish behavior of Feng Shaotang.

Feng Lingran raised his hand, and the constant spiritual power gathered like white smoke in his palm.

Ziyi also raised his hand and said, "Let's be together." His movements were synchronized with Feng Lingran's movements, but it was Ziyan in his hands.

Two powerful spiritual forces were launched.

Bang, Bang.

Suddenly the sound of explosion exploded, not at the front line, but behind him.

Boom, boom.

The earthquake shook the collapse of the house, and several people felt the ground shake.

They turned around and saw that the wooden buildings on both sides of the dead street fell halfway, and the dust covered the half of the dead street like thick fog.

The seal was not lifted, and there were no cracks.

Feng Lingran and Ziyi both solemnly locked their brows.

"Don't fight, don't fight, you will ruin here." The vicissitudes of voice came.

The ragged figure appeared, it was the man who had just disappeared.

He came on his back with a messy hair in the distance, actually making a bunch of dirty braids, but it didn't take care of it for a long time, and it looked dirty and messy. .

Feng Shaotang and Xiao Qi were both startled. At first glance, this old man's face thought he had no eyeballs. Upon closer inspection, he realized that his eyes were different from ordinary people. He was white. There is no blackness, and with this dark face, it is extraordinarily gloomy.

Xiao Xi was almost scared too. It was Feng Lingran who raised her hand to block her vision and said a word in her ear before letting go.

Xiao Xi already knew that the old man's pupils were white. When she looked at it again, there was no fright. She leaned weakly in Feng Lingran's arms and looked at the old man curiously.