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Not to mention Fu Liu, even he did not expect that the calamity would kill him at the first possible moment. During his journey to the glacier in the past few days, the amount of stamina he had left behind in order to restore his stamina was extremely limited. According to his personality in the past, he should have at least kept it to the critical moments of life or death.

After all, other than Fu Liu, there were also two other unusually unstable existences on this ice mountain. Regardless of whether it was the lethality or the degree of control, both could very likely become the greatest resistance when they left this place.

However, his face was frosty, as though he did not care about all this. Cold energy surged in his palms, as though he was using all his strength to take Fu Liu's life.

Qingning held the other hand on his waist tightly, trying to calm him down. If this continued, Fu Liu would die under his hands, and he would not be able to live for long.

Her suffering had to be avenged, but it was not at this time that she would use the last of her life force to avenge herself.

She was very clear about Qin Huo's situation. Even if his body appeared normal, and even with half a body's weight pressing down on her, forcefully activating a killing move like this, was no different from courting death.

Fu Liu sat up from his seat not far away, the silver needles in his sleeves shot out consecutively.

He was an enemy to begin with, so when it came to life and death, naturally, there was no reason for him to show mercy.

Qin Huo's hand swept out with the cold flow, the force was slightly weaker than before, and the dense amount of silver light that flew over merged with the blue light and turned into nothingness.

Fu Liu dodged to the side, and his inky black hair was blown up by the cold current. His right hand forcefully pressed against the surface of the ice, which prevented his entire body from falling down.

In the midst of a quiet, snowy voice, Qingning lightly clasped his palm, and his black eyes sank onto her body.

Qingning shook her head lightly, and said without making a sound in her eyes, "I can't hold on any longer!"

Both sides were already at the end of their tether. If Qin Huo carried on, he might die even faster than Fu Liu.

Several silver needles flew out from Qingning's hands, and resisted each other in the midst of the snow. The needles pierced through one another and only lasted for a moment.

She still had the last Purple Thunder Divine Incantation in her hands, but the peak of this ice mountain was most likely the exit. If she really had bad luck, then at the same time, the exit would be destroyed.

Then, she and this disaster would really have the same acupoint with this cunning doctor Fu Liu after a lifetime of death.

After being stunned for a short moment, Bing Ling Er quickly pounced on him to support him and shouted, "Little Python!"

The Frost Python that was around twenty meters long crawled over from the ice cliff quickly. It coiled up a few meters high, spitting out its tongue as it looked down at Qingning and Qingning with its bloody eyes.

Bing Ling Er shouted with a cold expression: "Little Python, eat them!"

The Snow Python's tail that had opened up the spiritual cavities swept the snow and wind, sweeping out an ice rock towards Qingning and the rest, at the same time opening its mouth and rushing over.

This python was incomparably bizarre and huge, and it was also quite intelligent. Even when she and Qin Huo were in her prime, dealing with it would be quite troublesome, not to mention now …

Qingning subconsciously retreated a few steps, a layer of cold sweat had already covered his hand with the purple thunder tribulations.

"Don't be afraid."

Qin Huo hugged her, his palm striking out...

The cold air from the ice wall spread to her entire body, but the warm voice beside her ears made her feel completely fearless.

Her black hair scattered around like ink, and formed her own charm amidst the fluttering snow and ice. She quickly calculated how she would be able to bring out the greatest potential of the last Purple Thunder, which would also be able to lessen the damage she would receive from Qin Huo.

Just as he dodged the flying rocks of ice, he saw that the huge mouth in front of him no longer had the chance to turn around.

A drop of bright red blood dripped from the tip of Qin Huo's finger, passed through layers of wind and snow, and landed on the Frost Python's triangular head.

The giant python's body came to a halt almost at that instant. Its gaping bloody mouth slowly closed and half of its upper body was lying in a submissive position, trying to please the python.

"Little Python, I haven't seen you in twenty years!"

He reached out his hand and spoke in a familiar tone, as if he was an old friend that he had just reunited with after a long time.

The flying red blood stains were still flowing smoothly. The huge snow-white python extended its tongue and licked the blood on his palm clean. The bleeding wound instantly turned into a thin layer of frost.

Stop the bleeding?

Qingning looked at Qin Huo who had a calm expression and was suddenly surprised in his heart.

This scourge's knowledge of Snowflake Palace was already beyond common sense. It was not strange that a formation or exit could be said to be his own unique ability.

However, this Frost Python, which seemed to be playfully killing, looked at him quietly with its enormous body. Its bloodshot eyes, which were filled with killing intent, suddenly became extremely docile.

Among the ancient methods, there were those who taught snakes with their own blood.

Twenty years!

Clearly, the blood of the plague had a deep connection with this Snow Python.

"Little Python!" On the other side, Bing Ling Er was also extremely shocked, and shouted again: "Kill him!"

The Snow Python looked at her blankly, then looked at Qin Huo, and shook its triangular head.

Qin Huo stroked its head, which was ice-cold without any warmth, and took out a piece of jade that was as cold as ice, and placed it on top of its head.

Then he said in a warm voice, "Go back to where you belong!"

The Snow Python had clearly been under someone's control for many years. A faint blue light flowed from its head to the entire snake's body. Its eyes turned bloodshot as the scales on its body began to emit white light inch by inch.

Its head gently rubbed against the palm of Qin Huo's head, turning back to look at Bing Ling Er, and then silently swam away, its huge body submerged into the ice mountain and disappeared without a trace.

"You … Why is the Profound Ice Jade in your hands! " On the other hand, Bing Ling Er was completely shocked. It was already too late to try and summon it back, so she asked in a stern voice: "What did you do to Big Sister Ning Shuang?"

Qingning held onto the palm that the Snow Python had just touched and took a look. The thin layer of frost on the palm slightly melted and the skin was like white jade.

Qin Huo looked at her with a gentle expression.

The mother of this disaster was actually the previous Holy Maiden of Snowflake Palace, Frost of Freezing Sky!

In her heart, she was no less shocked than Bing Ling Er. Previously, when she was in Lu Family, she wanted to grasp the knowledge of this world as soon as possible.

The gossip and rumors that Zhinuan had searched were so bizarre that she had seen many ghosts and legends. She had seen them all once, and Snowflake Palace was a place that was almost beyond ordinary.

Furthermore, what was even more outrageous was that the most yin girls that the Sacred Maiden of the Snowflake Palace had selected from the Cold Ice City to cultivate the so-called secret method was most likely to be the Frost Arts that condensed snow into ice, using one's energy to kill.

"Impossible!" said resolutely as she helped Fu Liu up.

With his bare hands, the snow before him condensed into ice and, in his fury, it swirled as it flew forward, closing in on Qingning and Yue Shan.

Qin Huo had no intention to talk to her as he waved his wide sleeves.

The powerful current of cold ice collided with the ice, turning it into white powder and causing it to fall down.

The two sides quickly flew past each other, destroying the ice mountain and the walls as they fell.

Snow colored ice shined on the peak of the mountain as it fell down in an uproar.

The two of them were separated by dozens of steps, when Bing Ling Er immediately spat out a mouthful of blood, and her entire body fell towards Fu Liu.

Qingning could clearly feel that Qin Huo's figure was unstable and her fingertips were cold under her sleeve. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw blood quietly dripping down her skirt, with little spots blooming like flowers.

Even though it was already extremely difficult for him to move even an inch, his eyes that looked towards Fu Liu's direction remained as calm as ever.

The latter raised her sleeve to wipe away the blood at the corner of her mouth, silently raising up a dark and obscure smile.

The two of them looked at each other through the snow, but their eyes were cold.

After a gust of air collided with each other, even the halos around Feng Wuxue and Shui Mingyu gradually faded away. Their clothes and hair were covered by the wind and snow, and their lower bodies which were seated cross-legged were covered in blood.

Feng Wuxue's red eyes landed on the heavily injured Ice Ling Er, who still had some strength left, and coldly said. "Quickly kill this bitch for me!"

After listening to the command for many years, the eyes of the person standing on the ice wall, covered in blood, became unsettled for a moment.

Instead of getting angry, Shui Mingyu laughed and berated coldly: "As the Guardian of the Snowflake Palace, how could you have been ordered by this captive for so long? Why haven't you cut her hand yet to redeem her sins!"

Killing intent surged in her blood-red eyes as she continued in a rather pleased manner: "Feng Wuxue, did you forget that you are being imprisoned here? Isn't the reason why Senior Brother placed this daughter of the heavens who cultivates the Frost Arts in order to tame you?!"

"Ridiculous! You wish for that person who's lived for a hundred years, only to be trapped in this land of ice and snow for your entire life, never to have freedom!"

She laughed out loud. After a while, her face suddenly became pale and she stopped laughing.

Her face was covered with wrinkles as if she was about to die. In the land of frost, her old and terrifying face was reflected.

Almost at the same time, he reached out his hand and pulled Fu Liu, who was closest to him, closer. He opened his mouth and bit his wrist, and fresh blood flowed into the snow on his throat.

Feng Wuxue looked at her extremely proficient movements, and already felt it to be normal. With a look of understanding, he sneered: "Shui Mingyu, look at you, now, what difference is there between you and an old demon?"

"How pitiful, you must use such a sinister method to protect your originally poor appearance, how does it feel to be expelled by the Nine Flower Sect?"

The blood on Fu Liu's face completely drained away, he was unable to dodge in time and could only seal the blood on his arm.

"Three years ago, Yun Zhiheng had already ascended. What use is it for you two to fight to the death here?"

Sure enough, once he said that, the fangs on his wrist immediately loosened. He took the opportunity to dodge and used his palm to seal the bloody hole on his wrist, but his body was still pressed down and unable to move.

Bing Ling Er wanted to move, but after seeing his meaningful glance, she forced herself to move.

Shui Mingyu's suddenly old and sudden bright and beautiful face broke out into tears as he laughed: "Feng Wuxue! Feng Wuxue, did you hear that? Senior Brother still abandoned you to become an Immortal, hahaha! What do you think you are? A single blood oath can stop him from becoming an immortal? Who do you think you are, to make him think that you have wasted a hundred years of his life? "

"I don't believe it! Do you think that I would believe the words of some random child? "

Feng Wuxue's face was filled with anger, the flame mark on his forehead flickered, it was obvious that the True Qi that was flowing out of his body was about to collapse.

If these two people were to recover even by a little bit, even if it was only twenty to twenty percent of their strength, once they fought, Qingning and the others would still be on the ice mountain and wouldn't be killed by the attacks.

"Yun Zhiheng entered the Snowflake Palace three years ago. I saw it with my own eyes!"

Qin Huo said indifferently.

The taunting duo turned around at the same time and landed on his body. The unstable true energy flow around his body stopped circulating for a moment.

"What did you say?" Say that again! "

"Impossible, senior brother will definitely not look at this woman again!"

Qingning's phoenix eyes were clear and bright as she quickly scanned her surroundings for any possible exit.