"What a handsome little brother, don't go to Zhenyangmen to mess with that group of stinky men, come and let my mother-in-law hurt you!" ．

The five fingers of the dove goddess were pitch black, the fingers were shriveled like reed sticks, and the pitch-black and sharp nails were three inches long. As soon as the claw was grasped, five rays of cold white light shot out from the nails, falling towards the siren's head like a large net.

Seeing the lust, the anxious dove goddess knew that the god of fire would be powerless to stop herself, and this grasp was nine out of ten, but she was too anxious, and after grabbing it, she was still busy rushing forward, and pounced on the siren with a smile on her face.

A cold light flashed in the siren's eyes, and he was about to give the dove goddess a good look, but Gu Xichen had already hurriedly stopped his impulse, and casually pointed at the dove goddess. With a finger, a cold and biting cold air that was ten times more sensitive than silk pierced out silently, and it was very gentle on the lumbar vertebrae of the dove goddess.

Under the saint-level divine thought scanning, there are no secrets on the body of the dove goddess. Gu Xichen saw that there were old wounds on her lumbar vertebrae, and they were the kind of old injuries that had not healed because they were extremely serious, and they were even more inclined to cold injuries.

So he pushed the boat down the river and sent a wisp of yin qi to the waist vertebrae of the dove goddess, just like a spark falling into the oil drum, which immediately led to the old wound on the waist vertebrae of the dove goddess, and it exploded in the most violent way.

The fire god will swing a fiery wall of fire, barely blocking a claw that the dove goddess grabbed casually. But in the face of the dove goddess who pounced on the body, the fire god general really didn't have the certainty to deal with her. While constantly punching out thick walls of fire in front of him, he shouted sharply: "Goddess Dove, what is your identity, do you really want to bully the young?"

Although he barely blocked the claw of the dove goddess, the wall of fire that the fire god was about to come out of was also shattered, and he himself trembled.

The shouts of the fire god were still echoing in everyone's ears, and the dove goddess had suddenly howled miserably, like a shriveled old toad with cramps, falling from the sky with her hands and feet, and crashing straight into the ground.

Everyone saw that near the lumbar vertebrae behind the back of the dove goddess, a large white flower of bright ice flakes came out, and the billowing cold air rushed out like wolf smoke from burning wolf dung. In the sound of ice chips, half of the dove goddess's body was frozen by the cold air that kept coming out, and her waist and abdomen were quickly sealed in a piece of ice.

Before the many female cultivators of the Hidden Yin Gate could rush down to catch the dove goddess, she had already hit her head on a mountain rock below, knocking the mountain rock to pieces, and then rolled on the ground like madness. "Quick, quick, take my mother-in-law back to ancient times! Find the master of the door to get ▲ three days to help Zheng Dan, help!

The dove goddess screamed hysterically as she frantically waved her hands and tore at the rocks and dirt around her. The old wound suddenly exploded, it was like a torrent, and she didn't even have a little mental preparation, so she was in a hurry.

And this time I have recovered from my old injury, and I feel completely different from the previous times. This time, the cold air that erupted from her body was extraordinarily cold, extraordinarily fierce, and she couldn't suppress it with the cultivation realm of the peak of the Dove Divine Woman's transformation period, and with her physical body and mana cultivation comparable to that of a golden immortal.

In particular, there is an extremely vicious and vicious sharp qi in this cold air, which travels all the way along several main meridians of the dove goddess, and everywhere along the way, dozens of important organs and important organs of the dove goddess have been frozen, and even devoured the mana of the dove goddess all the way, transforming it into a terrifying cold qi and diffusing all directions.

Just after shouting a few words to ask the disciples to send him back to find the main elixir to save his life, the whole body of the dove goddess has been sealed in a piece of blue ice. A strong white chill continued to erupt from the ice, and soon spread, freezing the mountains around the dove goddess for several miles into a large block of ice several feet thick.

The disciples of the Hidden Yin Sect were all dumbfounded, and they all looked at the dove god who was frozen in the ice cube one by one, and they didn't know what to do for a while.

Guohua kindly reminded these female cultivators: "Hurry up and save people! This old lady is a lot old, and she has been frozen for a long time, and this old life is gone!"

Gu Xichen just sneered on the side, even if she rescued Gu Shenfan now, most of her old life would be gone. Is the cold qi that Gu Xichen personally put out so easy to bear? The marrow of Gu Shenfan's whole body has been frozen into ice slag, unless someone uses the best power to wash her muscles, and then uses the genius earth treasure of pure yang attribute to fill the lost vitality, otherwise she will not be able to recover in this life.

Of course, if the Dove Goddess has that supreme understanding and luck, she will suddenly attain the saint fruit status in three or two days, and comprehend the source yin law of the ancient evil dust and another universe, she will also be able to heal her injuries by herself.

Shaking his head, Gu Xichen sighed in a low voice: "I'm old, and I'm still so angry, alas, this cold air is just right for you to extinguish the fire!"

The female cultivators of the Hidden Yin Gate hurriedly ran down to save the Dove God, and the Yan God General laughed loudly and hurriedly led the disciples of the True Yang Gate to flee towards Chunyang Mountain. Several female cultivators who cultivated to the same level as the Flame God General still wanted to stop the Flame God General, but they looked at the Dove God Fan who was sealed in the Xuan Ice and couldn't move, and the disciples who rushed down to rescue them, and they also hurriedly took the sword light and flew down.

If these female cultivators of the Hidden Yin Sect in the Yuan Infant Stage don't help, they can't help the Xuan Bing outside the body of the Dove God at all.

The old wounds of the dove god Fan are hundreds of guards, and the accumulated cold is enough to freeze a mountain. It was also led by the ancient evil dust and even the yin qi, and the Xuanbing formed was extremely hard, and those female cultivators in the Jindan stage used all kinds of methods, and the Xuanbing was rumbling and making a sound, but there was not even a trace of the Xuanbing on it.

Seeing that if she doesn't save the dove Shenfan, she will be frozen to death in the ice, where is the female cultivator of the Hidden Yin Gate still in the mood to rob the sirens?

Several female cultivators hurriedly ran back to the Yin Gate for help, while the other female cultivators hurriedly used all their strength to smash Xuan Bing indiscriminately. The sword light continued to rise and fall, thunder and fireballs kept falling, and the loud noise shook the mountains and forests, frightening the birds and beasts in the mountains and forests to fly wildly. The monks of the True!\}s Gate have long been far away from the rough and excited singing of the Fire God.

When he was close to the pure Yang Mountain for a hundred miles, there were monks from the True Yang Gate who greeted him, and among them, there were three monks who were equivalent to the cultivation of the Dove God Fan. The fire god general quickly explained all the things he encountered on this trip, and after the three god-transforming stage monks roughly checked the cultivation qualifications of the four Gu Xichen, their faces couldn't help but change greatly, and the three of them shouted in unison: "Kneel, kowtow, call the master!"

These three elders of the True Yang Sect were afraid that someone would rob them of these four disciples with ordinary qualifications, so they were busy accepting them as disciples outside the mountain gate without waiting for Gu Wuchen and them to enter the J+ Gate.

"The three of Guohua are worried. It's their day to blend into the True Yang Gate, but this kowtow... The dignity of the saint kowtowed to the three minor monks of the god transformation period? The three of them looked at Gu Wuchen in embarrassment. Gu Xichen smiled and took two steps forward without care. Oh my God, the pig's head is speechless. One day, the pig's head will also become a 3&1t; party!

There's really no way to code words today, snot is flowing down like tap water, and the pig's head doesn't want his keyboard to become some kind of weird swamp-like thing, alas. The snot is running too much, and the skull is buzzing, so let's do it today...

Oh my God!