Chapter 3159: Blue silk and white hair

Chapter 3160 Green Silk And White Hair

After reciting these words silently in his heart, Ye Ziqin lifted his head slightly, looking at the huge shadow of the monster above the light shield, with clear eyes, passing the cold killing intent, the lotus step lightly stepped on, and the body rose in the air, floating in the air.

The body was filled with light blue brilliance, the biting chill was diffused, the air was cold, and a splendid ice lotus condensed on the soles of his feet, shining with colorful radiance.

Years of practice and training have long turned Ye Ziqin, who was dizzy at the sight of a little blood, into a sage of the demon race. As a saint of the demon race, she not only has to resist the assassination of powerful people of various races, but also always be vigilant. If you are a good man and a believer, I don't know how many times he died.

Just as Ye Ziqin used to be in charge of Tianmei Group, now that her identity has changed, but to guard something, she can only pretend to be an iceberg lotus to frighten others. Only in front of Zhuo Bufan, she does not need to deliberately pretend to be able to remove it. Mask, face Zhuo Bufan with the purest emotion, because she firmly believes that as long as Zhuo Bufan is there, she can hold up a bright sky for her and let her have no scruples.

"Aurora Ice Territory!" A soft drink sounded from Ye Ziqin's mouth.

The icy blue cold air pervaded all over his body, arbitrarily permeating, becoming more and more solid, and then turned into a hundred-foot thick icicle of extreme cold, rushing straight into the sky.

The icicles are in the color of magnificent blue, with mysterious patterns on the surface. The amazing chill makes snowflakes fall from the sky and the earth. The French piles up and transforms into a huge ice phoenix, hovering around the icicle, emitting a phoenix sound that penetrates the tip of the heart.

As Fengming uploaded the blue clouds and the Nine Nethers, the magic patterns surrounding the icicles penetrated into the icicles, and the icicles were like the essence, and the sky stood still, finally allowing the shaky prohibition mask to be stabilized again.

But all of what she did obviously couldn't stop the demons. The monstrous demonic flame swept across the sky and turned into a dark purgatory, the demons were roaring, and the world was shaking.

The Qianzhang Demon God condensed by the combined forces of the three hundred demon quizzes, with eyes like two blood moons, raised his long arms, filled with sticky devilish palms, and bombarded the top of the mask again, and the mask trembled and rippled.

Ye Ye was sitting with her eyes closed, her body exuding icy blue air, and she was unmoved, and the blue silk hanging down from the shoulders of Li Li's chest, condensed light blue crystal flowers, the light poured out, and she smeared a soft arc of light on her body. Zhang Jiao's icy face was shining, but behind that calm face, there was a trace of unnoticeable pain hidden between his brows.

"Standing here and watching is no way. Sister-in-law has already taken action. How can I stand by!" Zitian looked at Ye Ziqin who was sitting in the void, his purple pupils flickered, and he immediately sat cross-legged, the vast purple energy rising, turning into a training. Pouring into icicles to bless power.

"Women can stand alone, and little girls are unwilling to fall behind." Xingqing also sat down like a purple sky, and her vitality surged into the icicles.

Lime, Tao Bo, Gu Yu, Wei Lan and other world emperors sat down one after another, and the powers of various colors swept out, like one after another across the void, poured into the icicles, and the power of the crowds also made the icicles bloom. The ice-blue light became more concentrated and restrained.

With Ye Ziqin's leading blessing power, every palm of the big demon **** fell, and the ripples gradually weakened, but the demon leaders obviously would not give up easily, and the fierce attacks continued to fall like squally rain.

The devilish energy was permeated, and the devil flame swept across the sky...a roar of angry thunder resounded across the sky.

The sacred tree outside is connected to the sacred tree in the tree heart hall, and the outside world is projected above the tree heart hall. Tens of thousands of practitioners gather their eyes and see a giant **** and demon of thousands of feet in the sky, waving their arms constantly, filled with stickiness. The devilish palm prints constantly bombard the prohibition mask.

Under the mask, Ye Ziqin sat cross-legged, her body covered with a layer of icy blue mist, like an immortal coming to the world, her body was full of cold, condensed into an icicle, Qingtian stood.

"His Royal Highness!" Luo Mo gritted his silver teeth, his palms slowly clenched, his body was icy chill, Ye Ziqin was not only a demon saint, but also his best friend and best friend in the demon clan, when he was young, She originally lived in Jianzhuang, and her brother provoked a great enemy. Jianzhuang was slaughtered overnight. She happened to meet Ye Ziqin to practice nearby, save her from fire and water, and take her into the temple to practice, let her revenge.

"Commander!"

"Commander!"

Huo Ding and Tan Yu sensed the chill on Luo Mo's body. They frowned and stood where they were. The vitality surged at the same time, faintly restricting Luo Mo.

"I know what you are worried about, I am not a reckless person." Luo Mo said, and immediately, the chill that radiated from his body slowly receded.

Now that they left the tree heart temple, not only could they not rescue Ye Ziqin, they would be attacked by Mo Kui, and there was no possibility of surviving, but it was undoubtedly a kind of torment and torture to let her watch Ye Ziqin alone struggling outside.

"Zhuo Bufan, if your Highness loses one hair, I will ask you for it." Luo Mo bit his thin lip and cursed in his heart.

She didn't want to believe some things, but she was a woman with delicate and sensitive mind, even if Ye Ziqin tried to hide it, Luo Mo still found something strange.

The great demon **** with a thousand feet in the sky suddenly stopped his offensive, opened his mouth and sucked vigorously. He swallowed all the monstrous demon flames into his abdomen. The body suddenly swelled in a circle, and his arms waved. In essence, it wraps around the arm, and then turns into a black whip of magic flame, swiping like lightning, trembling in the void, and the space where it passes is shattered, leaving traces of the magic flame in the void, indelible!

Boom!

The magic whip bombarded the mask again, and the tremor of the mask increased sharply, and the ripples were violent!

The Great Demon God kept waving the black whip of the Demon Flame in his hand, with incredible power, and a tiny crack had appeared on the mask, which was precarious.

Ye Ziqin opened his eyes, clear eyes, passing the icy chill, and immediately squeezed the magic formula in his hand, the trace of the hidden and extremely obscure power slowly penetrated and diffused out of his body.

The astonishing chill swept away, Zitian, Xingqing, Gu Yu and others all sensed the chill of Bianstone’s muscles and bones, and their bodies flew out uncontrollably. Ye Ziqin deliberately controlled this mysterious force, but it didn’t hurt them, but Ye Zi The chill that permeated Qin's body was too shocking for everyone to get close, let alone pouring Yuanli into her.

Ye Ziqin stood up slowly, her jade feet stepped on the ice lotus, her clothes fluttering, like a peerless fairy, independent of the world, an ancient ice blue pattern appeared between her eyebrows, revealing mysterious power, that outline The beautiful face was covered with a layer of frost, faintly pale, with a slender jade arm protruding from the cuffs, and while waving, the ice phoenix soared and rushed into the icicle.

The blue light of icicle ice was blazing and dazzling, so that the light mask temporarily calmed down, blocking the onslaught of the Great Demon God.

The dignified color on that cold and pretty face weakened slightly, but there was a sense of fatigue, three thousand blue silks rippling behind him, and in many stunning sights, the frost at the spontaneous roots spread to the tips of the hair.

In a blink of an eye.

Green silk and white hair!