Chapter 517 Familiar Faces

Phoenix petals fly and float in the whole sky, and the vast snowy field has turned into a sea of flowers.

Zhugebuliang stood there, and behind him, a charming phoenix flower tree like a crystal formed.

The two elders of the snow clan unconsciously retreated. The strength of the field is not what they can resist. Although the old people are all the elders of the snow clan, they have not yet understood their own field. They don't look like the kind of rebellious talents. Some people are even poor all their lives and can't understand the mysteries of the field.

Kurosawa also cast a surprised look at Zhuge Fuliang: "Is this the field?"

At this moment, he is also in the field of Zhuge Butliang, but he is not affected by the power of the field.

On the contrary, the two snow old men opposite were pale, and they felt a strong sense of oppression pressing on themselves.

"Kill!"

Zhuge Bu Liang shouted calmly, and his body suddenly disappeared from the same place. When he appeared again the next moment, he had already appeared in front of an old man. The golden light on the bricks was shining, and it was patted fiercely.

The old man's face changed greatly, and hundreds of ice shields were formed in front of him in an instant, but in the face of the bombardment of bricks, these ice shields were all like paper paste, and it was difficult to stop Zhuge's pace at all.

The old man raised his hand and waved his hand, and an ancient shield appeared in his hand and stood in front of him.

"Dong!"

"Cock!"

The plate brick is full of golden light, which contains two kinds of domineering magic powers, Taiwu Heart Sutra and Long Xuanjin. The practitioners who can't be too virtual can't withstand this blow at all. The old man's body flew back, and one arm was beaten flesh and blood.

"Hum!"

The sound of the strings trembled, leading an old snowman to sit down, holding an ancient piano in his arms. The strings fluctuated, and a sound wave swept out, turning into a sharp sword and stabbing Zhuge Buliang.

"Wo!"

Zhuge Bu Liang opened his mouth and shouted softly. As soon as the sound killing skill came out, the sound waves all collapsed. With a sound of the Guqin, the string was broken, and the old man spewed out a mouthful of blood.

Now in the field of Zhuge Butliang, the strength of the two has been greatly suppressed, and they can't even exert their ordinary strength. In the first test, he was defeated, and he was defeated. At this moment, the two couldn't help but retreat. In this case, they can't turn defeat into victory.

"Dead!" Zhuge Biao drank gently. There was a strong purple gas in his pupils, but now the purple gas completely retreated, replaced by a breath full of death, as if it were the abyss of hell.

The eyes of death.

This is a unique skill used by the ancient martial arts family to erase each other's consciousness and yuan gods, and Zhuge Buliang rarely uses it. Now he has reached the realm of Taoism to peep into the sky. As soon as the eyes of death come out, his power has increased dozens of times compared with the past.

The two snow elders trembled. They felt that everything between heaven and earth had disappeared. Only those eyes full of silence seemed to open the door of hell and devoured them.

"En..."

"Well..."

The two of them snorted together, their faces were decadent, and their genital tools were seriously traumatized.

"Hey hey hey..." Zhuge Bu Liang came forward with a gloomy smile, and a purple spray came out, covering the two old men in an instant. Their eyes bulged, their skin quickly dried down, and their long silvery hair also lost its luster. They felt that the original spiritual power in their bodies was being sucked away by a strong suction.

In a moment, two slying bodies fell from mid-air.

Zhuge Bright licked his lips, and there was still an unfinished look. His robe sleeves shook, and the phoenix petals all over the sky disappeared, withdrawing the power of the field.

Kurosawa came up, looked at Zhuge Butang with a complicated face and said, "I didn't expect to meet you here."

Zhuge Buliang also had a wry smile on his face. Although he did not have much resentment with Kurosawa, his relationship was not very harmonious when he was in Kyushu, and he also robbed others as a robber.

"I robbed you of several weapons at the beginning, but now it's even to save your life." Zhuge Buleang said with a smile.

Hearing the words, Kurosawa was stunned and showed an awkward smile.

"Why did you have anything to do with the snow clan? Why did they chase you?" Zhuge Buzuo asked.

A fierce light flashed in Kurosawa's eyes and said, "Some time ago, I met a strong man of the snow clan. He was stunned that the seven divine soldiers in my divine military spectrum were the relics of their snow clan, so he robbed them. It's a pity that I was no match for him and was won by him. So I was unwilling to sneak into the snow clan and take back the seven divine soldiers, but my whereabouts leaked and I was chased and killed by the snow clan.

With that, Heize couldn't help but turn pale. It seemed that there was a gloomy cold attack in his body.

"This snow girl's cultivation is really horrible..." Kurosawa said sullenly.

"Let's go. Find a place where I can understand the cold in your body." Zhuge Fuliang said.

The two quickly left the fantasy snow field. This is the territory of the snow clan, and it is too conspicuous. Just now, several snow clan practitioners died here. I believe that this news will soon be known by the snow clan, and they need to leave as soon as possible.

In a snowy mountain, Zhuge Fuliang helped Heize remove the cold force in his body. This cold force is indeed the unique yin qi of the snow girl. After proper handling, Kurosawa adjusted the transportation by himself.

Zhuge Bligang stood at the top of the snowy mountain, looking at the depths of the vast snowy field, and a strange light flashed in his eyes.

In a short time, Kurosawa woke up and looked much better.

"What are you going to do?" Zhuge Buzuo asked.

"Of course, it is to re-enter the snow clan and take back the seven divine soldiers." Kurosawa said firmly.

"I'm not in a hurry. Your cultivation is only in the peak of the sky, and the snow master is like Lin. It's really lucky that you can escape back this time." Zhuge Buliang said lightly, "Let's make a plan when you officially enter the realm of Tao Yun and peep into the sky. At least at that time, you still have the strength to fight against the snow clan."

Kurosawa hesitated for a moment. He looked up at Zhuge Wuliang, and his eyes were full of complexity. He also saw Zhuge Butiang's battle with several masters of the snow clan. He wanted to ask Zhuge Butang for help, but he couldn't say it. After all, he had just saved his life. How could he let others follow him to be born and die? At least the relationship between the two is not close to this point.

Zhuge Fuliang naturally saw Kurosawa's embarrassment, and he couldn't help sighing. On that day, in Kyushu, he was a heroic and unruly person, but now he has become a little indecisive. It seems that he also has an unknown experience in these days in the wilderness.

"This is the territory of the snow clan. I believe that the snow clan will soon find out our whereabouts. Take care of yourself." Zhuge Buteng said that although he lamented the fate of Kurosawa, he would not be born and die for a person he didn't know well, and with his current strength, it was still a little difficult to kill the snow clan.

"You take care, too." Kurosawa laughed at himself and arched his hand and said.

Three days later, Zhuge Buteng still did not get out of this snowy area. At this moment, he did not have any destination, but wandered casually and practiced his cultivation in the way of an ascetic. Snow all over the sky, palm-sized blood flowers falling, and the piercing cold wind seems to be able to blow into the depths of people's souls.

Zhuge Fuliang was in the middle of the ice and snow, moving forward step by step.

Zhuge Fuliang was in the middle of the ice and snow, moving forward step by step. Along the way, he met several snow monks, but they were all confused. If it was really not easy to fool, he directly wiped them out, but he didn't encounter any big trouble.

Finally, on the sixth day, Zhuge Fuliang was about to walk out of this snowy area. Although he was still in the wind and snow, the mountains in the distance were clearly visible.

Suddenly, in the wind and snow, a woman came towards her. On the cold and windy ice field, the woman was wearing a thin pink dress, with a green silk coiled behind her head and a sheathed sword on her back. After seeing the woman's appearance, Zhuge Fuliang suddenly stunned like a wooden chicken, as if she had been frozen.

"Is it her? How is that possible? She has already..." Zhuge is not clear and calls from the bottom of his heart.

The woman passed by Zhuge Fuliang, did not squint, and a faint fragrance floated by Zhuge Fuliang.

Zhuge Butiang moved forward with a stiff step, and his mind roared. He couldn't be more familiar with that face, and even his breath was strangely imagined.

That woman is exactly the same as her plain face!!

"Impossible! I have killed her, and it has been so many years... It can't be the same person!" Zhuge Bliang calmed down and made a calm judgment.

ps: Alas, the following outline needs to be reset. It's really troublesome...