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Chapter 106 Fengtao buried the snow

In the underground ice and snow space, his eyes were closed tightly, and Kong Jiao's hands, whose consciousness had fallen into the world of ice and soul, began to form seals at an extremely fast speed.

The spiritual power and the power of frost and snow essence in his body began to flow turbulently in his limbs and bones as his seal was formed.

The rapid and turbulent spiritual power, like the sound of a drum and a heavy hammer, vibrated so that the entire space trembled slightly.

Between his ten fingers, the printing becomes faster and faster.

The sky was frozen and the earth was closed, just like the chilling feeling coming in winter, it quietly swayed out of Kong Jiao's body, spread like ripples of water, and swept out.

That artistic conception, without substance, easily penetrated the stone wall and the thick mountain until it covered the entire main peak of the inner gate.

The subtle feeling of winter is difficult for ordinary people to detect. But Huangfuying and Dongxian, at the moment when the murderous aura spread out, they both turned their heads and looked at Shimen.

Smiles appeared on the corners of their mouths at the same time.

"You win!" Even though Dongxian lost, there was no displeasure on his face.

The words just fell.

call!

A moment ago, there was white mist, like the main peak of the inner gate of paradise.

Suddenly there was a gust of cold wind.

Followed by goose-feather heavy snow, falling from the sky.

In an instant, it was freezing cold.

However, the strange thing is that except for the main peak of Neimen, there is no heavy snow falling elsewhere.

Huangfuying's eyes flickered as he looked at the snowflakes passing by him and said softly: "The Snow Burial Record·Feng Tao Buries the Snow, he succeeded."

At this time, Kong Jiao entered a state of mystery and mystery.

Although he is under the ground.

But his consciousness was already immersed in the heavy snow covering the main peak of the inner gate.

Every snowflake is like his true body.

He could feel himself falling on the branches of ancient trees, hitting the soil of the mountain, and falling into the fish in the pond.

Every snowflake is him.

It is not only novel to understand the world from Snowflake's perspective, but the spiritual power in his body is growing at a gratifying speed in this state.

Suddenly, a snowflake carrying Kong Jiao's consciousness moved with the strong wind and floated into the small pavilion.

He fell towards the beautiful girl in the pavilion who was holding the minibus with her palms and admiring the snowy scenery.

"Haha!" The girl chuckled like a silver bell, stretched out her hand and put the snowflake carrying Kong Jiao's consciousness into her white, creamy hand.

Kong Jiao cared about that moment and could even feel the warm body temperature on the girl's palm.

While Kong Jiao was immersed in it.

His consciousness in the snowflakes suddenly stirred.

In this state, Kong Jiao can see images that cannot be captured by the naked eye.

For example, right now, he saw a shadow standing in the void behind Huangfu Wuqin.

It was a female figure, her existence seemed real and illusory, rising and falling in the illusory space.

In the void where she was, auspicious clouds rose up around her, accompanying her around.

Golden lotuses sprouted from the clouds, and their petals danced with the clouds.

Suddenly, the Immortal Beast's unicorn phantom jumped out from the auspicious clouds and danced happily around the woman's phantom.

Suddenly, there is a thundering Sanskrit sound spreading from the auspicious clouds, which makes people feel that it cannot be blasphemed.

Such various visions make the woman look like a god looking down on all living beings.

It's a pity that even though Kong Jiao tried his best, he still couldn't see the woman's appearance clearly.

the other side.

A skinny inner disciple with no hair on his head and a bald head so smooth that he could be used as a mirror.

Walk out of a Cave Mansion on the main peak.

When he looked at the snowy scene outside, he frowned.

"I haven't been in seclusion for long." The bald disciple muttered, as if he didn't like the snowy scene in the sky, and impatiently slapped away a few snowflakes that were about to float towards him.

It was okay not to move, when his palm came into contact with the snowflakes.

He only felt a coldness in his palm, and the place where it came into contact with the snowflake immediately bloomed with blood, and a large gash was opened.

Before the gushing blood hit the ground, it was frozen into blood ice by the cold power contained in the snowflakes, and hit the ground that was already covered with snow.

"Who is attacking me!" The bald man suddenly became alert and had no time to deal with the injury on his hand. After roaring loudly, he activated his spiritual power and tried to shake away the white snow in the sky.

But the snowflakes did not go away. Instead, they fell even more rapidly because of the bald head's attack.

When the bald man saw this, he gritted his teeth and formed a seal.

Buzz! A thick golden spiritual barrier burst out from his body in an instant.

Try to stop those snowflakes from attacking.

Dang Dang Dang! The heavy snow in the sky turned into a blade at this moment, launching a continuous storm-like attack on the barrier guarding the bald man.

At first, relying on the bald man's advanced cultivation level, he should have been able to resist the tea kung fu for a long time.

But as time goes by, the heavy snow still shows no sign of stopping.

Instead, the Taoism that protected him was crumbling under the attack of snowflakes all over the sky.

"It's so evil!" The bald man cursed as cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

The reason why he cursed like this was entirely because he saw from the corner of his eye that the surrounding vegetation was not harmed at all when the snowflakes fell.

It was just me, and when I touched the snowflakes again, it was as if I was touching a sharp blade that was deboning me.

Gritting his teeth, Baldhead took the initiative to cancel the protective barrier, and then shot towards the entrance of his Cave Mansion not far away.

It's okay not to move, those snowflakes just fall with the wind.

As soon as the bald man moved, the snowflakes in this area immediately turned into tarsal maggots, following closely behind the bald man like a shadow.

How fast he is, the snowflakes will fly.

No matter how hard he ran, he could not escape Snowflake's speed.

While the bald man was running, more than ten blood marks were scratched on his body.

He was about to return to the Cave Mansion, but the snowflakes following him were gathering more and more.

It has formed a terrifying scale, like a tide of snowflakes, chasing after it.

The bald man knew that if he didn't deal with these snowflakes, even if he ran back to the cave, it would still be of no avail.

He simply took a deep breath, and his spiritual energy gathered in his throat.

"Roar!" As he spoke, sound waves like a lion's roar immediately burst out from his mouth.

The sound waves were like ripples, shattering most of the snowflakes.

The other half, after Bald Head escaped into the cave, was successfully resisted by him using a Taoist barrier.

After doing all this, the bald man breathed a sigh of relief.

With lingering fear, he looked at the heavy snow outside that had covered the entire main peak with a layer of silver.

If he had to stand in the heavy snow all the time, even he wouldn't be able to hold on for long.

Fortunately, those snowflakes don't seem to attack the surrounding environment.

Otherwise, you will have nowhere to hide.

Every move of the bald inner disciple was watched by Huangfuying and Dongxian on the top of the mountain.

Huangfuying couldn't help but sigh: "Kong Jiao unconsciously performed this Feng Tao Burial Snow. He didn't have much murderous intent. He would only attack those who showed hostility."

"If this were to happen in a battle, apart from the top twenty talents on the Hidden Dragon List, few people would be able to survive this snow burial."

Dongxian also echoed: "There are two volumes of Burial of Snow, one of Burial of Snow and one of Sniffing Snow. Just the Burial of Snow chapter has such power. It is unimaginable that when Patriarch Xueyin took action with all his strength, that Baili What a sight it is to see a big funeral wrapped in silver."

(End of chapter)