Tens of millions of miles away, in the crystal clear hall surrounded by cold fragrance, the snow-white strange grass fairy vines are getting more and more green as they get colder, leading the vines and vines, and the snow curtain hangs lightly. The exquisitely carved strange grass fairy vines pass through the cold crystal stone wall and fly around the eaves. The leaves of the vine tremble slightly, and the eight male flowers form a wreath, each with five petals. The starry sky is as white as jade, and the small flower bones are full of budding vines, like glittering pearls.

Poof, the small jasper flower bones burst out with a flower-shaped cold. The two slender and entangled holy bodies on the cold jade bed were shocked, and they suddenly raised their red faces and stared at the cold vine flowers in dismay. "Brother Han, how can Han Tenghua warn."

Brother Han's finger tapped. The crystal ball flew to the cold jade bed. Buzzing and shining, countless spiderweb-like cold veins flashed on the crystal ball. Brother Han hurriedly rowed to the cold blood hall where all veins were one, and a cold vein lit up with a network of white lightning. Brother Han took a deep breath of cold air, and his excited eyes burst out with a faint blue light. "Cold Blood Palace, Bing'er goes".

A jade crystal bridge stretched out into the cold rippling sky, and Brother Han pulled up the disorganized ice girl and stepped on the "Shadow Cold Crystal Bridge". The crystal bridge hummed and flew towards the depths of the cold geogif filled with cold air.

Endless ice crystal flowers fell from the cold sky, like a slender fairy floating with a white skirt, gently condensing on the crystal ice jade pavilion, the tip of the white-crowned jade flower. As the cold air swirled, the jade glowed brightly.

Bing Jiu looked at the jade alley of Qiong Street, scattered elves, and was so shocked that he didn't know what to do. This is the Hall of Cold Blood, how it looks like a castle. Ice Nine dodged, although each elf had the same little tail as Ice Nine. Even Bing Jiu could call them by name.

An inexplicable fear rose from Bing Jiu's heart, this was not his father's Ice Palace. All the elves here are very alert, and there is no happy smile on the elves' faces.

The coriander stretched out its long neck, bared its sharp teeth, taller than the neck of any cold insect, and its black arrogant eyes disdainfully pouted at the cold insects that were so frightened that they only bowed their heads, and their mouths let out whining and squeaking dog mighty silkworm roars.

The cold insect was terrified, but the elf on the cold insect was shocked. I saw Bingjiu, who was a little dodgy. Hurriedly strangled the cold worm, put away the cold crystal fork, and saluted Bingjiu. "Welcome to the ninth sister of Bing".

The status of elves is not determined by the level of the realm and the length of cultivation. Rather, it is determined by the purity of the blood line of the cold crystal ice crystal of the cold ice family. Brother Han Bingmei will refine the residual blood cold crystal or residual blood ice crystal with extremely high purity. The elves condensed by refining the Remnant Blood Cold Crystal and the Remnant Blood Ice Crystal are all descendant bloodlines. Ice Soul and Ice Nine are the elves of Brother Han's Ice Sister.

According to the division of refined purity, cold crystals can be divided into cold crystals, strange cold crystals, jade cold crystals, blood cold crystals, middle blood cold crystals, residual blood cold crystals, pure blood cold crystals, and cold blood ice crystals. The purity of ice crystals is roughly divided into the same way. Brother Han Bingmei refines the elves obtained by Han Jing. For the cold elf, the temper is cold, and the temperament is strong, and it is the cold elf. The elves obtained by refining ice crystals are ice elves with a gentle temperament. The tender vein is the Ice Maiden Elf.

Remnant blood cold crystals and ice crystals are in the cold veins. It's hard to find a crystal. Therefore, Brother Han and Sister Bingmei's direct bloodline is not much. Ice Soul, Ice Nine, Brother Han. Not even eleven elves. Ice Nine ranked ninth.

Blood Cold Crystal, Middle Blood Cold Crystal, Residual Blood Cold Crystal, Pure Blood Cold Crystal, Cold Blood Ice Crystal. After the elves are refined, they will get the crystal soul to condense the elves. Therefore, most of the Blood Cold Crystals reward non-direct disciples of the Cold Ice Family. Zhongxue Hanjing, Brother Han Bingmei carefully collected and prepared to pass on to the direct bloodline. Cold Crystal, Qi Han Crystal, and Jade Cold Crystal are mostly used for cultivation at the right time.

It was not surprising that the elves in the Cold Blood Castle of His Highness were not surprised to see Ice Nine. The King of Cold Blood Ice Crystal often went out to catch elves, and in the past five million years, he has captured a total of five hundred and ninety-nine elves, almost one elf every ten thousand years.

The captured elves, whether they are cold elves or ice elves, will be locked in the vault for 10,000 years before they are released, and as for what the cold blood ice crystals have done to all the captured elves in 10,000 years, the elves themselves are not clear. All the released elves seem to be native, and they recognize cold blood ice crystals as the main thing.

Bing Jiu replied awkwardly, there was no place to hide. The two main streets of the Cold Blood Castle cross the main street and six circular alleys. The crystal buildings made of cold crystal stone are next to each other, and there is no alley where you can hide.

Bing Jiu Muran was used to it, and all the elves were not half hostile. Bing Jiu slowly flew along the cold crystal stone path towards the Dome Hall.

The dome hall has no crystal door, it is made of jade cold cryolite, and from a distance it looks like half a transparent crystal ball, buckled on the surface of the cold crystal. Hundreds of cold ice jade pillars stand in a forest, forming a circular column belt. The annular pillar belt is divided into four and a half arcs by four cold crystal stone paths, although there are four hundred and ninety-seven jade pillars, which are obviously much worse, and the column base is five hundred and two.

Bing Jiu cautiously stepped on the ninth-level cold jade stone steps, on the stone steps, eighteen elves stood on each step, standing on both sides, seeing Bing Jiu riding a high-spirited cold insect up the cold jade stone steps, without the slightest consternation, although he did not salute, the huge cold crystal fork in his hand leaned forward. But it caused the cicada to whisper and scream. The cold insects at the feet of the elves were so frightened that they lowered their heads one by one, and retreated in submission with half-closed eyes.

Bing Jiu stretched out his little hand and gently supported the three long curved eyebrows of the coriander. God is conscious. "Baby, be careful, our opponent is ahead".

Coriander bared her fangs, her eyes bulged wide, and she stretched into sharp black pupils, staring at the dome at the end of the cold jade stone steps. Dozens of pairs of round and big webbed feet under him walked forward neatly. In an instant, he reached the ninefold cold jade steps.

The faint cold air swayed outside the jade cold ice crystal dome, and the transparent jade cold ice stone rose a faint cold mist, soft, looming, ethereal, like a silk that was constantly cut and torn apart, drilling and hiding between the jade cold ice crystals.

Shhh, Bing Jiu gently nodded the domineering coriander, and the coriander swept back and forth vigilantly. It slowly becomes the size of a normal cold bug. With a high nose stretching out his tendons, he sniffed the cold air wafting from the jade cold ice crystals. The more he sniffed, the sharper his eyes became, and he stretched his neck to pierce into the vault.

Bing Jiu nervously pulled the coriander and stared at the sages with different postures on the hundreds of cold ice jade pillars in the dome, his eyes condensed with surprise and incomprehension. "Baby, be quiet, do you see that blue mist flower mountain inside?

Bing Jiu didn't dare to enter the vault hall lightly, and the ghostly sage on the cold ice jade pillar, every pair of terrifying eyes, seemed to carry murderous intent, wisps of murderous aura floated between his eyes. The cold glow of the Dao faintly flashed in the mist.

"Baby, hidden". Bing Jiu pulled the coriander and bent the hairs of his eyes. Wisps of silk spit out from the mouth of the coriander, the cicada's head was flicked lightly, and the jade-white transparent silk was surrounded by a circle of transparent silk walls, and the cicada and Bing Jiu seemed to be swallowed in the cold. From the feet to the head, little by little, it disappeared.

Bing Jiu would be cold, but he didn't dare to use it. The Cold Blood Ice Crystal itself is a thing that refines the Ice Essence. It is very sensitive to cold, and the slightest change can cause cold blood ice crystals to be alert. Ice Nine is an elf who knows its mysteries. The cicada is hidden and not cold, and the effect will be better if it is like a veil and fog.

The blood-colored mist of the blue mist and the faint shadows of the mountains appeared. One by one, the ice crystal flowers are beautiful and beautiful, flying like elves, crystal clear, gentle as jade. A large, dark eye lit up in the shadow of the mountain, and his eyes flowed, staring keenly at the Jade Cold Ice Crystal of the Dome Palace. "Little soul, are you coming back?"

After a few shouts in a soft voice, a blood-colored ice crystal with a white fluffy hat sat on the top of the mountain surrounded by blood mist. He yawned a lot and patted his blood-colored eyes. Turning into a red light, he dragged his white yarn-like tail and fell in front of the white silkworm.

The cold blood ice crystal stared at the blood-red single eye, staring at the sleepy Mo Ye with a fierce attitude. "Little saint, the time has come to refine the body. Surrender your consciousness to the king."

There was a little more drunkenness in the cold blood ice crystal eyes, and there was a faint surprise in the eyes, countless crystal flowers floated out, and the ice posture and soft bones fell silently.

A small, spiky spike appeared in the small hand of the cold blood ice crystal. A butt sat on Mo Ye's eyebrows. The little hand made a finger, and the red little mouth opened and closed, muttering with words. The red aura of the Dao Dao rippled in the blood-red crystals, Ling Bo danced lightly, and pieces of flying crystals swirled around with the whispering of whispers.

Waves of red halos converged on the sharp thorns between the little hands. The fine thorns were red, flashing with a fine hexagonal aura. 'Thousands of stones and blue waves, listen to my orders, ten thousand jade beads, give me strength and enlightenment.'

The cold blood ice crystal actually whispered this, and the sharp thorn flashed with a flash of spiritual light, stabbing towards the sea of Mo Evil Consciousness. A dark mist rose from Mo Xie's eyebrows, instantly smearing his entire cheeks, revealing a cold chill in the black.

The eyes of the cold blood ice crystal ghost jumped, and he smiled playfully. "The little saint is different, he is psychedelict by the cold incense, and he can be scared like this. Don't be afraid, it'll be fine for a while, and it will hurt up to seven times."

The crystal mouth with cold blood ice crystals flowing with blood-colored saliva kept chirping. Conjure up a long red tongue and lick her red lips. Gritting his teeth, he stabbed the thorn fiercely into Mo Ye's eyebrows with his eyes closed, and muttered in his mouth. "Open, open".

Oh, with a crisp sound, the hexagonal crystal body of the cold blood ice crystal slammed into Mo Ye's brain. With a tom bang, the red front teeth slammed against the black mist.

The cold blood ice crystal jumped into the cold air with a scream, and a layer of black ink hung on his red lips. The cold blood ice crystal wiped his mouth in astonishment, and slowly picked up the fine thorn. The sharp tips of the thin thorns were slashed off with a brush.

Da, da, da, the red teeth of the cold blood ice crystals shivered. The fine thorn is the cold blood ice crystal after refining the four hundred and ninety-seven holy body divine consciousness, condensed out the cold blood consciousness, five million years, only one saint has resisted a breath, and finally the cold blood consciousness was broken through the divine consciousness domain and refined the seven great divine senses. Now, after millions of years of refining, the Cold Blood Consciousness has reached an indestructible power. How could it be a breath, shaved off the sharp edge.

The cold blood ice crystal tilted his head and stared at the peaceful closed eyes, like Mo Ye who was drunk and asleep, and blue sparks of excitement jumped out of his eyes. "The Great Perfection of Divine Consciousness? How can there be a Divine Consciousness Great Perfection Sage in the Holy Realm?" (To be continued......)