Chapter 475 Laya Mountain, Chenxi Peak
Zhou Yi rested for a full month before recovering. Then, there is a little imbalance in my heart.
The majestic Chinese king, in the name of the Middle Xia Kingdom, is below one person and above ten thousand people. In fact, the figures above and below ten thousand people, are completely ignored in the Inca Empire.
Yuewei has become this month's Wei and a powerful controller of this country. Not just in name. The main reason is that her holy body is too popular and in line with the beliefs inherited by the Inca Empire for thousands of years. Secondly, it is the support of the elves and the two leading marquis. Perhaps, the two Hou families seek benefits and avoid harm, and there are many utilitarian elements in them. But the elves really regarded her as a queen.
And Zhou Yi became the man behind a truly successful woman.
Thinking of this, I couldn't help sighing deeply.
Seeing his somewhat dull appearance, Yue smiled slightly, picked up the Inca copper teapot with exquisite ring patterns at his hand, poured him a cup of golden and clear elf tea, then picked it up, hired Tingting and walked to Zhou Yi: "Brother Zhou Yi, drink tea!"
Zhou Yi was stunned, took it with a smile and said, "Is this Queen's tea or wife's tea?"
"Don't worry about anything. Anyway, everything is yours..." Yue said in a small voice, and her pretty face immediately turned red.
Although the voice was small, it clearly reached Zhou Yi's ear, which immediately lit the fire at the bottom of his heart and took a sip of tea, but his right hand grabbed Yue's slender waist, slightly down, and stroked her upturned buttocks.
"Don't..."
Just felt amazing slip and heat, and before his heartbeat accelerated, Zhou Yi felt a sudden force inside Yuewei's body and shook his hand away, faintly and a little numb.
Yue Wei's whisper may be that she wants to refuse to welcome her, but her body's reaction is real resistance.
"Brother Zhou Yi, I'm sorry..." Seeing the surprise on Zhou Yi's face, Yue Wei's eyes turned red.
"It's... the lonely body is making a mistake, isn't it?" Zhou Yi said in a low voice.
Yuewei nodded and looked frustrated: "After absorbing the blood of the Elf Queen and the energy of the Great Peacock King, my soul cultivation has been greatly improved, and I have been able to suppress the lonely emotions of the sky, but in terms of physical energy... There is no way... Brother Zhou Yi, I also want to be close to you, but... I'm sorry!"
"It's okay, I know, you're also sad..." Zhou Yi stood up, looked at Yue's tearful eyes, stretched out his hand, didn't dare to put it on her cheek, only brushed her long hair, and whispered, "Maybe there will be a spring of life and death in the Flower Hall... Yuewei, I want to go to Laya Mountain. There are many things here, you and Huaxia will stay in Inca first, and I will only take Aolan with me.
"Is it a past flower?"
Zhou Yi nodded: "According to Sister Bimeng's secret method, the reborn flowers are likely to bloom in Mount Laya."
"Where the flowers bloom, the bleeding is also shocking. Brother Zhou Yi, you must be careful!"
Zhou Yi smiled and said, "Don't worry, we already have a life foil. If there is danger, at worst, turn around and run away!"
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Laya Mountain, Chenxi Peak, the top of the continent of Chenfa. Looking up, the endless blue sky, close your eyes, and you can even feel the energy surging of the ice and fire wind layer. Looking down, eight hundred miles of wind and snow are all over the sky. Only occasionally, you can see the magnificent snow peaks with knives and axes.
On the top of the mountain, the snow peak was cut flat, revealing a platform. The high degree of cold, and the sword-like frost, the stone platform is polished as smooth as a mirror, the fine particles are compact, and the hardness is comparable to magic steel.
In this place, the temperature in summer is also below minus 30 degrees, and the wind and snow is like a rock all year round. If you are an ordinary person, a wind can be blown down the bottomless valley. Not to mention the inaccessible, even birds can't fly so high.
But in the confusion of the wind and snow, there is a figure. He stepped steadily, and his waist, abdomen, legs and arms were like clouds and flowing water. In a slow and powerful movement, a faint pure white energy covered his body. The wind and snow blew, and he could only slide through the edge and could not invade any point.
On the cliff next to it, two snow lotuses were unwilling to be lonely and quietly poked out their heads, emitting a quiet light blue light, which was the time when they wanted to release. As long as the man stretched out his hand, he could take off the strange treasure of this strange cold land, but his hand just passed by, and even trembled with the flowers and branches, but he never looked at them.
If this scene is discovered by practitioners, it will definitely be amazing. In this cold place, except for the high-level saints above the saints, who can practice here in the spare time?
At this time, the wind and snow stopped strangely. The dancing shiny ice crumbs slowly accumulated in this way. A full moon several times larger than the sun appears in the blue sky.
The wind is cold, the sky is blue, the mountains are white, and the moon is fair. Coupled with the protruding cliff, a long young man standing on the cliff, a blonde girl in a long dress. Everything has formed a beautiful silhouette.
This is Zhou Yi and Ao Lan. It has been a month since they came here, and there has been no trace of past flowers. Zhou Yi practiced diligently every day, and his cultivation has been stabilized in the middle of the mortal saint, and there is a faint trend of breakthrough.
"Brother, it's a strange feeling, scared!" Aolan looked at the sky and wrinkled her nose.
The little girl's feeling has always been very accurate. How can the wind and snow that have been blowing for thousands of years stop?
Although looking at the surrounding peaks is very high, Zhou Yi clearly knows that the place where he is is the top of the Laya Mountains.
Suddenly, the slight tremor under his feet completely concentrated his chaotic mind.
How can a strong cliff tremble without wind or external force? Zhou Yi's eyes went up, searching in the empty mountains, and his spiritual knowledge was like water waves, rippled in all directions.
At this time, a curling green smoke emerged from all sides of the cliff. Although it was thin, the fragrance was extremely strong, covering hundreds of miles of mountains in a blink of an eye.
This fragrance is like an expired perfume. It is rich and strange. When it is inhaled into the nostrils, the whole person has a sour and numb feeling.
"Poisonous!" This is Zhou Yi's first thought. He hurriedly bit the tip of his tongue. Chaos can combine with the power of the soul and rush to the sea of consciousness together. In an instant, a door seemed to open in front of him, and the wind and snow roared in. The beautiful huge full moon disappeared, and only the white sun hung high in the sky, with mild indifference. And the cliff, like a patient with malaria, is trembling violently!
Illusion! The scene just now was an illusion!
Zhou Yi felt a cold sweat coming out of his spine, but he couldn't care much and hurriedly tied the light red poison belt to his body. Because he saw a tall figure floating about 30 miles away, staring coldly at the two shadows below who kept fighting in the wind and snow.
Although this magical belt can form a unique "exorcism space", it also has shortcomings. That is, it can only control the efficacy of the drug, not the efficacy of the drug. If Zhou Yi has been wearing it, it is invulnerable, but some elixirs can't be taken.
The effect of the medicine emanated quietly, and Zhou Yichang breathed a long sigh of relief and completely woke up from the fantasy.
"It turned out that from the moment the wind stopped, the fantasy appeared, almost covering a hundred miles! What kind of monster is this?
Zhou Yi was awe-inspiring in his heart, and his body was quietly hidden behind the stone, carefully looking at the strange man suspended in the air. He has a human body, with wide shoulders and a thick back, wearing a white robe, but four two-two eyes on his head, without eyelids, but staring straight down like this, shining green light. On both sides of the head, there are more than a dozen tentacles, which look a little like an octopus.
Those green smoke came out from the tip of the tentacles and looked thin, but when they arrived in the air, they suddenly spread away, and the fierce mountain wind could not dispel, and the whole valley was such a strong fragrance.
"Inca thief, go to hell!" A roar came from the figure rolling down on the mountain beam. The sword light was vertical and horizontal, and the sword shadow was heavy, stirring up a large canopy of snow. The shock of the valley caused the avalanche to superimpose, and the snow dragons roared and raged. Together with the energy of the practitioners*, they formed a terrible sound wave after wave and spread to the distance.
"Amazing clouds!"
Although the two suddenly appeared in the snowy sea, they recognized the middle-aged man at first sight with Zhou Yi's eyesight.
He is a shocking cloud, what about the angry rain?
Soon, he recognized that another figure struggling with Jingyun was his wife's angry rain!
Zhou Yi was stunned and secretly surprised: "It must have affected their minds! I didn't expect that this strange man was so powerful that he attracted two saints, no, two close saints killing each other!"
Zhou Yi was secretly awe-inspiring and looked up. He saw that the strange man was still calm, but his eyes were condescending, mixed with a trace of disdain. Occasionally, with a light turned, and the green smoke emitted by the tentacles accelerated a little.
"Thieves, let you commit my snow!" A sharp sword spirit comes from the whole body of the angry rain, especially on the snow peak, which has a unique advantage.
The battle between the two finally caused an avalanche. In the roar of the sky and the earth cracking, a dragon covered with ice and snow and thick fog ran down from the top of the mountain, and the momentum was shocking. From afar, the two figures seemed to be smaller than the ants in front of Tianwei.
"Rain and frost!"
With a scream, the body of the angry rain disappeared out of thin air into the roaring snow dragon, and a huge white plum blossom bloomed in an instant. If you get close, you will find that this plum blossom is completely composed of fine blades, forming a knife array in rows, and even the flowing seals have a few sharpness.
"Ta Tiandi!" Ximenzhi's reaction was not slow. Almost when the jade frost knife flew out, his body formed a turquoise whirlpool, almost connected to the sky.
What a spectacular sight! Zhou Yi couldn't help nodding gently. He hadn't seen him for a long time. Jingyunxian and Nuyuxian successfully entered the holy level. Jingyun's cultivation is still above the angry rain.
Boom! As the mountain shook, two muffled hums almost at the same time, and the two bodies were thrown in different directions. The shocking clouds were better, but the mouth was shaken by energy spraying blood, and the whole body seemed to be torn by the water whirlpool, bleeding from top to bottom, and a face was whiter than the snow on the mountain.
Her eyes were tightly closed and fell heavily into the snowdrifts, completely submerged by the avalanche; and the shocking clouds that lost the holy land were still searching for the enemy in mid-air.
What a sad picture this is! He has the ability of a saint and falls into the illusion of the enemy without knowing it. The enemy he has to face is his lover's wife!
Zhou Yi's eyebrows gradually frowned, and the stormy rain saved him on half a screen in the past. He must not stand by.
" Stop it!"
When Jingyun Lingzhi determined the position and pierced the sword light deeply into the snowdrift, Zhou Yi roared. Before the person arrived, the halberd had come out!