Chapter 1723: :回天丹斋

Concerned eyes cast on the spirit of the Tianyuan demon in the thousands of snow, saw her is quietly immersed in cultivation, Su Yi suddenly felt a loose heart.
Sustaining a warm current in his heart, Su Yi touched his nose, and his mouth slightly smirked.
Thousands of snow have always been with me, thinking about this is also a small comfort after thousands of hardships.
With his eyes open, his eyes are slightly twitching and he slowly vomits a breath.
"call!"
Immediately, Su Yi's palm print began to singularly, and the heavy voice continued to lie between the throats.
"The volcano is coming, I am afraid that you will not be able to break the cold!" Su Yi angered.
Immediately, while Su Yi’s sudden screams fell, Su Yi stood up.
"thump!"
The figure is high, and Su Yi is like a whale and a dragon into the sea. It suddenly falls into the water.
The fierce fierce moments swelled in the turmoil in the cold pool, and the snow fluttering in the sky suddenly stagnate!
Above the sky, the water attribute is as if it is being pulled, and suddenly it comes to the cold water!
"Why can you come down and say it to me! It's so cold!"
The soul beast screams wildly at the entrance, staring at the temperature and instantly descending to the ultimate Su Yi.
The soul beast that is in the cycle is extremely weak, and can't help but make a big chill.
The snoring of the soul beast continued to come from the ear, and the Su Yi knowledge at this time has all been closed.
As soon as he entered, the coldness of the pervasive water accompanied by the azure water attribute instantly rushed into the path of Su Yi.
As if all things with temperature were frozen, small ice crystals quickly climbed into the blood vessels and meridians of Su Yi.
The bright red blood turns from red to blue, and the lightness is followed by a thin layer of ice, revealing a slight red color, which is extremely scary.
"咕咚"
The violent heart sounds like a bell in the cold pool, and the clothes soaked in the pool are tightly attached to Su Yi's skin, seemingly revealing a few hard muscles.
The whole body is full of blue light, and Su Yi, which is tightly wrapped by the water attribute, has been unable to speak at all, and the fingerprints are stiff, and even a formed stamp can not be completed.
Within the wide meridians, there is a surviving vitality, the momentum of accelerating the flow is constantly moving, and the madness rushes to the virtual sea and the heavenly demon.
Su Yi tried to hold the soul of the soul, the sword eyebrows vertical, behind the power of the bird and the power of the golden dragon gradually rising, the ear echoed the sound of Duanmu Manman quiet.
"Use the soul to understand the water attribute between the heavens and the earth, and to understand your own soul skills, so that you can embark on the road of true power!"
"Hey!"
The body that is constantly shaking is looming in the cold of the rising air. The sound of the water in the pool is still ringing, and Su Yi standing in it sat down and closed his eyes.
The powerful information of the scorpio in my mind is running wildly, and the trembling Su Yi mouth froze, seemingly repeating the screaming.
Sitting on the pool in the pool, the legs have entered the stage of forgetting the epiphany, calming down, the flow of time and the harshness of space.
The iron soul in the body was surprised to find that the blue water in front of the eyes gradually began to fluctuate regularly, and a trace of vitality rose from the pool water, surrounded by Su Yi.
On the look of the soul of the earthquake and the joy of climbing, the iron soul, who was also frozen, was laughing.
"The understanding of this kid is really not the average person! So quickly he was mastered by the method of adapting to this cold water!"
Immediately, he took a deep breath and twisted his neck. The dry palm rested on the edge of the porch, and the iron soul said quietly.
"Whether, so ample soul energy is not wasted, I also began to take care of the reincarnation! Strive to help this kid as soon as possible!"
After a long while, the pool water stopped ringing, and the ice crystals that fell from the sky fell lightly above the cold water.
Because of the protection of water vapor, ice crystals always have a distance from Su Yi.
After a while, the crystal clear water properties of the material cast a semi-circular transparent mask on the head of Su Yi.
The light pattern is pervasive, and it is like a good jade in the confused world of the day.
"Huh!"
The wind is full of wind and the snow is pouring over.
In the endless world, only seventeen-year-old Su Yi is marching toward the real strong, and endures the pain that ordinary people can't stand.
At the same time, Duanmu Yuman, who left the funeral coldland, flew away, and if he was shocked.
The fierce mountain peaks whistling in the ear, and the innocent and fierce waves will closely match Duanmuman's clothes, and outline the water-snake waist that is unbearable.
As the figure moves lightly in the air.
When the figure is like electricity, it suddenly disappears into the cold weather of the turbulent days.
Tiandanzhai, the sacred place of the Tiangong Palace.
The two elders of ink and red took Li Shiran and walked into the back hall of Tiandanzhai alone. The alchemy disciples who passed along the way had already heard about the previous scorpion soul game.
At this time, Li Shiran was personally brought into the Tiantian Palace by two palm dans, and it is conceivable that Li Shiran will be in Tiandanzhai in the future.
From time to time, several disciples gathered around and whispered, and their eyes turned to Li Shiran from time to time.
The envy of the envy of the eyes is like the eyes of a rabbit.
As soon as he entered the hall, Li Shiran, who was quite at a loss, turned to the ink and red elders, and the soft voice was like a satin.
"Two masters, I am only the soul quality of a half-day product, poetry knows not to figure out the public, thanks to the big brother Su Yi can be favored by two masters, poetry has been grateful."
The two elders of Mohong looked at each other with a smile, and the elders shook their heads. The elders shook their heads and said warmly: "Get up first, poetry!"
Seeing that Li Shiran still can't afford it, the elders of the ink felt a little stunned. They turned to look at the red elders and whispered: "What happened to her?"
The red elders squinted at the several alchemy disciples outside the door, their eyes crossed, and several disciples were seen a little embarrassed, quickly leaving the corridor and no longer staying.
"Humph!"
He took a sip of tea, and the red elders cast a squinting look at the elders of the ink. They said: "You and I have never received an apprentice. When you come, a poem is a disciple of the alchemy, and those outside the door. The guys have waited for so many years, and they have no points. They are uncomfortable in their hearts. Some grievances will naturally scatter on Li Shiran!"
At first glance, the red elders saw their own situation. Li Shiran’s face was drooping, and the slender eyelashes bowed and closed her lips.
After such a mention, the elders of the ink are also aware of the chest, a soul in the hands of a hard hit on the door.