The cold wind whistled with the goose feathers.
On the ice surface of the 100,000-meter lake, the gray streamer is still continuously impacting the Cang Lan swords array that protects Nangong Yiren in the center.
In the air, everything that happened in the air curtain was seen by Qin Feng.
In the east, on top of the snowy peaks shattered by the Qin Feng, the withered old man wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth.
"Boy, the old man gives you one last chance. As long as you let this girl recover strength for the old man, you will be taken away from this barbaric interface. At that time, the old man will give you the identity of the inner disciple of the nine Taos, which is what most people cannot get. "
The withered old man said with great feeling, in his view, such a wild cultivator in the small world, can have the opportunity to go to the big world, worship into the big world clan, that is a great opportunity.
