Chapter 5031: Spell
"The Second Young Master of the Weng Family? It's no wonder that the shots are generous and there are so many immortal crystals, but so what, it's up to you to fight."
It turned out that this person was not only one of the eight great geniuses in Lingcheng, but it was a pity that the beautiful Tianhuang Snow Leopard was still defeated by his dragon-shaped phantom no matter how well he fought.
Moreover, this little young man decorated with jade clothes is also the second youngest of the Weng family.
I heard that the Weng family has always had a good relationship with the Zhan family. Compared with the others, they are closer and very close.
It can be said that it is a combination of strong and powerful, and it is difficult to find an opponent with it.
The Weng Zhan family has always had eyes above the top, and this shot seriously injured the second master of the Weng family, which will definitely cause a lot of trouble in the future.
But the immediate situation is critical and it is necessary to do it.
The clothes burned and the people were beaten.
No one can take Feng Qiao away even if it is the second youngest of Weng family.
"You beat me severely and let the rich lady of Lingcheng take care of my jokes. Are you afraid that the Weng family will trouble you?"
The Second Young Master of Weng's family was doing the last struggle, panting and looking at Li Tian.
"How about the Weng family? What about the second young master of the Weng family? You are overpowering to grab someone from me."
The faintly cool voice couldn't help making the second young master of Weng's back cool, and Young Master Weng lowered his head and stopped speaking.
Dragging his weak body to the outside of the cage step by step, there were many people making fun of him.
After solving the second master of the Weng family, Li Tian can finally go to see Feng Qiao and ask him what happened during this period of time and why he appeared here as a slave again.
During this period of time, he had a hard time finding.
Feishen stepped out of the cage and rushed towards Fengqiao, with quick and powerful steps.
But at this moment, Feng Qiao seemed to have exhausted the last trace of strength, and slowly fainted to the ground.
Looking at Feng Qiao who fell on the ground, the fat man exclaimed.
"Wind Joe!"
The fat man was only a few meters away from Feng Qiao, and Li Tian felt that Feng Qiao's side was about to help Feng Qiao up.
Suddenly, Wan Qian Feng Blade rolled from behind Feng Qiao, and the fat man had no time to dodge.
Seeing the fat man about to be scratched by thousands of wind blades, Li Tian flew forward.
Between the lightning and thunder, Li Tian quickly pulled away from the fat man, and thousands of wind blades flew into the copper wall and iron wall behind him, making a loud bang.
The fat man was almost injured, but he was shocked, his small heart throbbed and thumped, turning around and hiding.
What's going on, why did Feng Qiao beat his own person? Shouldn't it be Xihan and Nuan after seeing each other?
I haven't figured out what this is all about. Suddenly, the thousands of flying blades peeled off the wall and spread around.
As the thousands of flying blades swept through, the wind screamed, everyone exclaimed and fled everywhere.
Amidst the shouts, the gamblers at the gambling table and the spectators on the tall buildings have long gone away.
There are also many people who have not had time to evade.
The fat man, the old monk, Xuan Yu, and Feng Xia quickly found a safe corner to escape.
Li Tian reacted swiftly and activated the power of dry plum, a powerful wave of air rushed into the sky, and the Wushen Snow Mountain was full of snow.
The surging air current gathered the wind blades flying around and gathered them into a large energy ball, which raised countless sharp blades.
The wind blades gathered into a ball will not hurt the innocent.
The Thousands of Wind Blades bound by Li Tian kept hitting and spreading around, trying to break through that layer of restraint.
Watching Feng Ren open a small mouth little by little, he was about to break free from restraint.
Li Tian volleyed into the air to activate the second formula of the dry plum power, and the mysterious sword art was spit out from Li Tian's thin lips.
In an instant, the lifeless giant Colosseum was shrouded in white yarn.
Countless snowflakes fell, and a huge chill gushed from the Wushen Snow Mountain.
The snowstorm caused a thick layer of snow on the top of Wushen Snow Mountain to roll down.
The flowers have fallen thousands of miles, the ice crystals and snowflakes have frozen the entire Colosseum, and the land of Meixiang has been frozen.
The fat man stared blankly, and his admiration for Li Tian added another layer.
The quiet plum fragrance refreshes the heart, and under this huge explosion, there is such an elegant divine power.
Pieces of falling ice crystals imprisoned the wind blade and stopped all riots.
The huge Colosseum suddenly became icy and snowy, and the temperature plummeted, freezing all the flying dust.
The dark and opaque Colosseum instantly lit up, illuminating every corner that hadn't been noticed.
It was quiet all around, so quiet that the fat man's heavy breathing could be heard.
Li Tian retracted his mana, leaped gently, and came to the fat man.
Feng Qiao, who was lying beside the fat man, was still unconscious, his brows closed tightly.
Li Tian stretched out his big palm and was about to explore Feng Qiao's injuries.
Suddenly, Feng Qiao's body moved, his limbs twisted uncoordinatedly, and the whole body exuded a strange light.
With the flowing weird light, Feng Qiao stood up, his steps were a little unstable, and he staggered.
Feng Qiao's eyes were dull, expressionless, and he looked ahead.
I don't know what he is going to do, as if he changed someone.
Li Tian found that Feng Qiao was wrong, and immediately clicked Feng Qiao's Anshen Point, and Feng Qiao stopped the riot.
Li Tian immediately probed Feng Qiao's body with his spiritual sense.
Li Tian's black pupils closed tightly, his qi sinking into his dantian, took a deep breath, and then gathered the true qi in his body.
Perceive in Feng Qiao's body bit by bit with his spiritual sense.
Li Tian discovered that there was a spell in Feng Qiao's body.
And just now, Feng Qiao used thousands of wind blades uncontrollably, which is the power of this spell.
Who actually put this vicious spell in Feng Qiao's body, Li Tian couldn't help feeling a little distressed when he looked at Feng Qiao's thin body and thin face.
He took out a snow lotus pill from his arms and put it into Feng Qiao's mouth. The snow lotus pill melted for a moment.
Feng Qiao's body slowly warmed up. Just now, Feng Qiao and the brash man were fighting, which consumed a lot of energy.
Under the control of the spell again, his body and spiritual consciousness have undoubtedly suffered huge damage. Swallowing this snow lotus pill can help Feng Qiao gradually repair, but it will take some time to rest for complete repair.
As for this charm, the origin is unknown, and there is no way to start it. It is very strange, and it has to be considered long-term.
The Extreme Snow Purgatory Hell of Wushen Snow Mountain is very strange and foggy, who is behind it.
It is not suitable to stay here for a long time. The huge Colosseum enclosed by ice crystals and snowflakes is shaking slightly, there is a sound of ice breaking, and it seems that it is about to collapse.
"Hurry up!"
Li Tian led Feng Qiao and his group to leave quickly, the land broke and the intersection had been blocked when he came, and he had to find another way.
As the crowd turned around, the Fatty's crooked melons exclaimed.
"There is an exit here."
Looking along, there was indeed an exit, and everyone quickly ran out in panic.
Just as he was about to step out of the exit, the huge Colosseum collapsed, and the loud sound pierced his ears.
The huge ice shattered and splashed, hitting the huge iron pillar.
He took a long sigh of relief, but luckily, he didn't lose his life here.
Suddenly, there was a wicked smile in the air.
There seems to be a pair of eyes watching everything condescendingly, which is creepy.
Is all this caused by Fengjiang Tianluo again? There is no trace of Fengjiang Tianluo in this Wushen Snow Mountain, but there are many doubts. All this is like a pair of invisible big hands pushing everything.
Under these eyes, all are chess pieces.
