The army fights on the ice field.

Ordinary loose immortals don't have the experience of fighting in a regiment. They barely have a formation, and they just greet each other with various magic weapons and spells. It is inevitable that they will interfere with each other and bump into each other, which is why they are held back by the Iceman Legion.

Noisy, turbulent, sharp blades and slashing spells flying around.

A certain Sanxian Jianghu is rich in experience and always hides behind to look for opportunities to make sneak attacks.

Seizing the opportunity, he suddenly threw out a slender purple rope, which seemed to be made of some kind of fairy vine. It was indestructible in fire and slashed continuously with the knife. It was like a poisonous snake passing between his colleagues, gliding against the ice and wrapping around at extremely fast speeds.

Stop an ice man holding an ice blade and tighten him tightly!

With a sinister sneer, he took out an earth-yellow bead and threw it at him.

Snap~!

The khaki beads smashed the iceman's head.

The Iceman who had been fighting with weapons just now shattered into pieces and turned into ice. The Sanxian retracted his rope and orbs and aimed at the next target. The Iceman was too stiff, so it was not too difficult to destroy him as long as he found the right way.

Sneaking around...

suddenly!

Heavy and huge pressure is coming!

Sanxian, who was holding the rope, looked up and his heart suddenly felt cold...

"It doesn't make sense..."

Stopped abruptly.

I saw a three-hundred-foot-long white divine dragon crashing to the ground. The ice field trembled, and more than a thousand loose immortals turned into powder. The immortal's head was hard, but not as hard as the scales of the mythical beast. Except for a few raised monsters, they could barely make out the shape, and they all turned into powder on the snow-white ice field.

A red flower walks peacefully and painlessly.

Bai Yujun returned to his original form and resisted the attack.

The real immortals in gray robes and several heavenly immortals shot in the air, and the weapons and magic weapons made the dragon scales jingle. They could not break it for the time being, but they could not hold on for long.

After a brief shock, countless Sanxian masters also began to attack Bailong.

Relying solely on their dragon scales and powerful bodies to resist, many loose immortals who saw the situation was not going well took to the air regardless of the danger, and the dense and chaotic attacks caused sparks to fly from their spindle-shaped scales...

"roar!"

The roaring dragon roared, and the weaker ones near the dragon's head fainted and fell.

Moubai completely aroused the ferocity in his bones, raised his claws and stamped hard on the ground, trampling a bunch of enemies to death, and walked close to the ground, walking around and crawling around!

It's like a giant beast walking into an ant nest.

The ferocious dragon opens its mouth and shakes it from side to side, shoveling each enemy into its mouth. The loose immortals are mixed with ice and snow, and are held in the mouth without swallowing. The taste is like eating popping candy.

The black and white sword hit the scales and was bounced away with a clang!

But the dragon's blood seeped out from the gaps between the scales, and the dragon's blood spilled out, melting the ice with a sizzling sound...

Inside the dragon's mouth.

The Sanxian people huddled together in a pile mixed with ice and snow felt their temperature rising rapidly...

The gray-robed true immortal cursed loudly in mid-air.

"Reptile! Slay the weak with its strong scales! Majestic beast! How dare you fight me!"

Seeing that his family was always angry, the man with beautiful sideburns rushed forward and attacked Bailong without hesitation. Several flying swords stabbed and clanked continuously.

Suddenly, the white dragon who was slaughtering the coalition forces raised his head and turned around, staring at the man with the beautiful temples just a short distance away with his vertical-pupil dragon eyes.

The gray-robed true immortal secretly said something was wrong.

"Get out of the way!"

In an instant, the area near Beitianmen in the dark and cold land was as bright as daylight...

The unlucky ones caught in the dragon's mouth completely turned into nothingness, not even their true souls were left behind. They were burned by the blazing dragon flames and returned to their origins on the spot.

The side of everyone facing the flames turned white, and the areas behind them that were not illuminated became shadows.

The three-hundred-foot-long divine dragon opened its mouth and breathed out, like a volcano erupting, with a roar of dazzling flames that made the ears ring.

The ice attached to Beitianmen instantly evaporated and turned into white water vapor that was blown away...

It's too hot.

The loose immortals who had long since separated from their mortal bodies felt the burning heat again.

The gray-robed immortal took out the most powerful body-protecting magic weapon, but was not attacked by the dragon flames. Suddenly, he had an unpleasant feeling. When the dazzling fire light weakened, he suddenly took a breath of cold air.

A certain white dragon feinted again.

The target is the Legion.

The originally dense crowd of Sanxian masters now had a straight passage.

A small amount of ice water flowed in the ditch, and the masters gathered in the passage disappeared without a trace. In a short period of time, they were trampled and burned. The tyrannical legion composed of mortal immortals and a small number of mysterious immortals was reduced by twenty-three tenths.

These are all immortals who have survived the catastrophe...

After Bai Yujun vomited the Dragon Flame, he transformed into a human form, picked up the Dragon Spear and ran away, grinning with pain in his back.

In mid-air, the handsome man with beautiful temples realized that he was fine. After a series of ups and downs, he suddenly had an epiphany.

All the major immortal realms were injured.

After suffering heavy losses, the gray-robed immortal became calmer.

"I'll hold this reptile down while you fight your way into Beitianmen! Do it!"

The immortals turned around without hesitation and turned into streaks of light and rushed towards Bei Tianmen. As long as they penetrated in, no matter how many masters were lost, it would be worth it. Guarding Bailong was not the main goal, and Nan Tianmen could not delay for too long.

Bai Yujun wields the dragon spear and fights with Gray Robe.

Still don’t forget to show your loyalty.

"Be bold! The thieves are bold! Anyone who breaks into the Tianmen without permission will die! This dragon will definitely not let you go! Wow, it makes me angry! Damn it!"

The gray-robed immortal felt a little strange.

This dragon...

How come it seems like you deliberately gave up guarding Tianmen?

Could it be that he knew that the situation was irreversible, so he wanted to find a way to get off? In the past, it was difficult to get close to the Tianmen, so why did he keep getting farther and farther away? It's strange, the evildoers have many tricks and tricks, so you must be on guard against them!

At this moment, the Tianmen magic circle that was under attack collapsed, and allied forces from all the fairy realms swarmed in...

The gray-robed true immortal was a little confused for a moment. Was this a success?

Sudden!

Bai Yujun immediately accelerated his retreat and reached out to grab a paper umbrella from the sky above Tianmen.

It was a very strange way to restrain all the dragon's power. In an instant, everyone felt that the heavy dragon's power above their heads disappeared. Their bodies and souls were no longer oppressed, and they felt very comfortable. It was so sudden that they were not used to it.

Gray robe wanted to stop Bailong, but he didn't expect Bailong to disappear into the snow...

"This is……"

I always feel like something is wrong.

When he turned around to look, he realized that most of the dragon bones used to cross the dark and cold land were lost.

Immediately afterwards, the armies of the various immortal realms that rushed into Beitianmen suddenly ran back in confusion, and continued to launch attacks from behind, as if they were being chased. Could it be that reinforcements from heaven have arrived?

When I saw clearly what was pouring out of Beitianmen, I was stunned and felt deeply sad.

The darkness is filled with monsters...

The beautiful man with beautiful temples shouted loudly.

"This place is not the North Gate of Heaven! It is an ancient ruin! Inside is the lair of monsters...!"

The gray-robed Immortal raised his head and closed his eyes. His mind was fluctuating violently, and he was almost losing his breath and suffering internal injuries. His complexion turned green and white, his cheeks felt hot, and he took a deep breath in his chest.

That white dragon fooled the allied forces of the immortal realms, as if it slapped him, a true immortal, hard in the face.

Beitianmen is not here at all!

Except for Lao Xuan Turtle and Bai Long before, no one has ever seen the appearance of Beitianmen, including all the immortal officials and generals. No one can pass without a will. The two grandfathers and grandsons have 80% low magic power and were deceived by Bai Long with illusions.

Come out of this trap-like map!

No wonder I tried various methods to detect that the old man was not lying, and he was also deceived!

The gods and demons in the dark and cold land are difficult to cross. It is said in the world that the Beitianmen does not need to be heavily guarded. The guarding of the mythical beasts is purely to frighten those monsters. It is extremely dangerous and almost dangerous.

The white dragon puts on a good show, is it still a beast?

Why are you so cunning?

Without the suppression of dragon power, black monsters swarmed in like a tide.

"Retreat! Go back the way you came! Form a formation!"

far away.

In the darkness on the top of the iceberg, Bai Yujun glanced at the allied forces of the immortal realms who were besieged by monsters, turned around and flew back to Beitianmen, with a sneer on his lips. There were not many dragon bones left. Even if he could get out, he would suffer heavy losses. Regardless of success or failure, it is really good to take it seriously.

Calculation.
Chapter completed!