: 341. I think I can

Yan Zhao song sits in the ice cave, and the phasing furnace in front of him is still consuming the coldness of the ice veins.
In his hands, he held a jade.
At this moment, the jade singer of Yanzhao singer has regained its brilliance, which is shining with ice blue.
Yan Zhaoge holds the jade, and he is arrogant and injects it little by little.
After a long period of time, the current veins of the icebergs continue to undergo extremely subtle changes.
This change is so subtle, as if the river was diverted, but it is actually happening, full of the sense of the heavens and the earth.
Yan Zhaoge quietly looked at this scene, and it is extremely difficult to change the geology of the earth.
What's more, now I am trying to influence the veins of the wilderness of the South by the land of the Arctic.
As long as it can produce a small touch, it can cause great changes.
Yan Zhaoge feels the change of the ice and veins in his heart, and his heart sinks: "It can almost be effective."
Thinking of this, Yan Zhaoge’s line of sight fell on the digger, and this piece of treasure that was harvested after the killing of Zhao Wei gave many surprises to Yan Zhao.
The little black incense burner seems to have the effect of swallowing the earth, and it has swallowed up the essence of so many veins of ice.
Moreover, after swallowing a lot of chills, the blast furnace itself seems to be completely unaffected, as it used to be.
It is a bit ridiculous to think about it, but if there is life in the furnace, Yan Zhao can feel a kind of nothing from it and lift the weight.
Now it's just passive absorption, not active.
If the hearth furnace is actively running, and the power of this strange devouring is maximized, what would it be like?
Yan Zhao song touched his chin: "Somewhat..."
At this moment, a tiger whistle suddenly came from above.
Yan Zhao’s song is the voice of Ahu. Ahu is anxious to give a warning, and even he has no time to run. It is known that the other party is powerful and powerful.
"Come." Yan Zhao song took a deep breath, took out the spine, and then stood in the center of the law, slamming his feet.
The array of flashing flaming lights in the ice cave suddenly fluctuated.
The process of absorbing the earth's veins and ice-cold furnaces was also stopped. Yan Zhao's songs were beckoning, and the cockroaches were taken and taken back directly.
After doing all this, Yan Zhaoge will not look at the blue veins like the veins of the ice, what will happen, the head will not return, and the figure will rise rapidly.
Above, there have been extremely terrible fluctuations in power.
Ahu’s figure appeared, almost flustered and ran away under the deep pit.
Just behind him, the horrible thunder was intertwined with the dark storm, turning into a scene of destruction and sweeping the ice.
The wind and thunder between the heavens and the earth has shrouded this deep pit, turning the original world of ice and snow into the world of storms and thunders.
More than one Yuan Ling master shot together, they could not see their figures, and the power of the violent real yuan turned into a real Thunder storm, and it was easy to collapse the ice cave.
The power of horror covered the sky, and Yan Zhao’s song looked up at this time, and could not see the light coming in through the pit.
In the darkness, countless broken earth and stone and ice cubes fell down like a downpour.
Behind the Yanzhao song, the crane wings are unfolding, lightning-fast, flexible, and cleverly avoiding the crushed ice and rocks under the rain.
But these broken ice rocks are actually not terrible.
The terrible thing is to follow, continue to sweep everything, destroy the storm and thunder of the ice.
In the black storm, an old voice came out: "Guangzhou, take the life!"
In the Thunder, there was a voice of a middle-aged man: "Guangzhou, the dragon, and the dragon."
"If you kill you here, I am afraid that Guangshang Mountain will be thunderous, and the most violent revenge on this door?"
Gradually, a tall figure like a thundering giant appeared in the Thunder: "But some things I heard before, I feel that if you can stay here forever, for the door, the advantages outweigh the disadvantages."
The elders of the Tianlei Temple surnamed 大, stepped into the ice cave.
Beside him, the old man of the Black Mountain, Zheng Zheng, is even more gloomy.
Behind the elders and Zheng Zheng, there are other great masters of the Tianlei Hall, who are not concealed by their own strong atmosphere. Each of them looks like a thick thundercloud.
The violent thunder continued to reverberate. Among the group, there were two big masters, and the strongest in the early stage of the Yuanfu.
In the early days of the four yuan, the great masters came here to directly block Yan Zhaoge and Ahu in the ice cave.
Although he was taken to the other side by the other party, Yan Zhaoge was not shocked. Instead, he smiled and said: "It is really not the time for you to come."
As he said, he raised the ice blue jade in his hand: "You are also coming to the remains of the Ice Dragon Wusheng?"
The suffocating suffocation of the scorpion, the icy blue lustre shines in the jade, and there is a faint sound of a dragon.
Feeling the aura fluctuations in the jade, the elders of the elders suddenly contracted: "There is a glimpse of the remains, which is the key to unlocking the remains."
He did not talk nonsense, and he directly reached for Yan Zhaoge.
The thunder and thunder are turned into a giant hand, and the blue and purple electric snakes are wrapped around the palm.
Yan Zhao’s song was thrown away, and the ice blue jade fell to the bottom of the ice.
At the same time, he grabbed Ahu, entered the Pisces, turned into streamer, and rushed into the ice.
The elders snorted and laughed. They still grabbed Yan Zhaoge and Pisuo, and another Yuanling Grand Master of Tianlei Hall went down to take down the jade.
Zheng Zheng did not look at the jade, and his eyes were always staring at Yan Zhaoge.
There is no black hurricane, like a dragon, chasing the Yanzhao song.
On the periphery, among the people of the Tianlei Temple, Lin Zhou’s figure appeared. He took out a treasure, as if the mother and the child were connected, a transparent giant orb inside, and a smaller orb at the core.
Lin Zhou crushed the beads, and the pieces turned into brilliance, and immediately sealed the surrounding ice to form a bright curtain.
Yan Zhaoge's Pisuo rushed into the glory, although he could continue to move forward, but the speed slowed down noticeably.
Behind him, Elders, Zheng Zheng and others have already rushed up.
Yan Zhao song crushed the newly made demon dish, fierce light broke the radiance of the road.
But this is a strange child enchantment, a layer of brilliance is broken, and another layer is immediately re-blocked.
Yan Zhao song raised his eyebrows slightly: "Pour the yin and yang mothers? This is rare."
Lin Zhou looked coldly at Yan Zhaoge and Pisuo: "Yan Zhao Ge, do you think you can still reinvent it?"
Although the attack of the elders such as the elders of the elders is already in sight, Yan Zhao’s songs are laughing and laughing: "I think I can."
The voice has not fallen, the depth of the ice below, a terrible horror, so that everyone feels awkward and powerful, soaring! (To be continued.)