When the ice plume appears.

As if the whole world were frozen in an instant.

Everyone was stunned.

Including Jing Yunxiao.

Three words.

It's beautiful.

Her face is like a silver plate, her eyes are like apricot, her lips are not red and her eyebrows are not painted.

Her hands are like catkin, her skin is like gelled fat, her collar is like white, her teeth are like gourd rhinoceros, her head is moth eyebrow, her smile is beautiful and her eyes are bright. Fold the waist to micro step, showing a bright wrist in the light yarn.

She is elegant and unconventional. She has a light spirit. Her skin is delicate, her expression is leisurely, her peach cheeks are smiling, her words are not spit out, and her breath is like a orchid.

One look at the city and then the country.

Everyone was amazed by her beauty.

In particular, Bingling is 16-7 years old, just in her youth. She has a trace of youth on her body, which makes her infinitely beautiful.

"Beautiful, so beautiful, how could there be such a beautiful woman in the world?"

"My God? This is definitely the most beautiful woman I've ever seen. It's just like a fairy. No, it's better than a fairy. "

"My heart will be melted by her beauty. If I could marry such a woman, I would rather live ten years less."

"Don't say ten years, even if it's only one more year, one month, or even one day, I would like to."

Everyone was stunned.

There's a nosebleed.

Someone's drooling.

Some people even the whole body looked paralyzed.

Jing Yunxiao also looked at it for a long time.

Although Bingling has always said how beautiful she is and how beautiful she is, after all, it is just from the mouth of Bingling, and Jing Yunxiao will just listen to it.

But Jing Yunxiao did not expect that the ice plume did not speak.

She's really beautiful.

It is more beautiful than lingqingluo.

It is more beautiful than Zhuge.

It is more beautiful than Mu's poetry.

And it's not a little bit beautiful, it can be said that it's just a second kill.

You know, whether it is Ling Qingluo, Zhuge Qingming, or Mu Shishi, you can call it a peerless beauty, so this ice Ling is definitely the beauty among the beauties and the best among the beauties.

If Bing Ling is not only a virtual image, but not a real body, if you recover your physical body, Jing Yunxiao believes that even Xueer in the previous life would be a little inferior in front of Bingling.

"What?"

When Yang Lin saw the ice plume, he was surprised.

But when he thought that Bingling came out of the Bingling sword that Jing Yunxiao had taken with him, he felt a little bit cautious in his eyes. In particular, there is a murderous spirit rising from Bing Ling, which makes Yang Lin's heart sink suddenly.

"The reason why the sword can fly in the sky and possess intelligence? It is because there is a God in it. "

Yang Lin regards the ice plume as the God bred by the ice feather sword.

However, what he didn't think of was that the God could be transformed into human form, and could appear between heaven and earth, which further illustrated that the God was absolutely extraordinary.

"I must have this sword."

Yang Lin was more determined.

The appearance of Bingling made him more sure of the extraordinary of Bingling sword.

The greed in my heart swept out like a volcanic eruption again.

The next moment, he did.

In the sky, the ocean is magnificent and powerful.

Then, the sea trembled, and the whole fierce ocean bombarded the sky fiercely.

"Bastard, it's time for you to die."

Yang Lin's voice rang out between heaven and earth.

However

After his voice, another woman's voice, which was like a silver bell, sounded like the sounds of nature.

That's the sound of ice plume.

"Villain, if you want to move him, you should first ask whether the sword in my hand agrees."

The sound of ice plume is clear and penetrating, and it is melodious and reverberates between heaven and earth.

Immediately, her hand suddenly condenses out an illusory long sword. She raises her hand and turns it. On the sword, the light is dazzling for a moment. The dazzling light is constantly blooming in him, and soon a sword like moon is formed.

"Star meteor sword rhyme."

The ice plume did not stop, and the sword pointed to the top of the head.

"Boom."

The bright full moon is like a rocket into the sky. All of a sudden, a huge gale roars around the ice plume, and sword shadows flash in her hands. In an instant, a starry sky appears above her head. On top of the sky, there are many stars. Every star is like a sword.

The starry sky is surging, and the king is in the distance.

Then, the whole starry sky rushed up against the fierce ocean of Yang Lin."The mystery of heaven and earth, this woman has mastered the mystery of heaven and earth."

"How strong? Didn't expect to see such a stunning duel today? "

"Don't forget, this woman came out of that sword, and the sword belongs to Xiao Huang, so this should be a method of Xiao Huang."

"The Xiao emperor is really too weird, and there are too many means. It's really impossible for people to guard against."

Everyone was taken aback again.

Jing Yunxiao was also slightly surprised: "after the last use of the supreme fairy grass, Bingling said that the supreme fairy grass can help her recover a lot of strength, but unexpectedly, she has recovered so much."

Because Jing Yunxiao has never thought of letting Bingling attack, he has never asked Bingling how strong she is now?

Now at first sight, it's inevitable to be surprised.

However, Jing Yunxiao also knows that Bingling is only a remnant soul now. Every time she uses a move, her soul strength will be weakened a lot, and her strength will also drop a lot. Now Bingling has used such strong moves to resist Yang Lin's attack.

From another point of view, after this move is performed, Bing Ling's soul will also be greatly damaged.

"Ice plume."

Jing Yunxiao clenched his hands, and his heart was full of worry.

However, Jing Yunxiao also knows that it is no use worrying about it.

If you want to avoid more damage to Bingling's soul, the only way is to refine Yan Yan's corpse and break through the eight levels of Xuanwu by force.

At that time, he had the capital to fight with Yang Lin, so he would not have to use Bingling again.

"Bingling, hold on."

"I won't let your pay go to waste."

Jing Yunxiao is deep in his heart.

Then, the fire of his body increased a little more, and he ignored the concerns that too much absorption of refining might cause a lot of damage to his body. He immediately refined the body of the burning rock with a more powerful posture.

At the same time, the sky, Yang Lin's shooting Wang Yang has been with ice Ling's sword of the starry sky.

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