The two looked around. These ice sculptures had thousands of pieces, and they were denser on the top of the mountain.

More and more sculptures began to wake up.

When he saw the two of Xu Zimo, they only heard a rage sound.

"People who pervert me Huang Guo, die!"

Numerous statues took the neat steps towards Xu Zimo and they killed them.

"What should I do?" Dazhi monk asked quickly.

"Everything is yours," Xu Zimo smiled and hurried away toward the top of the mountain.

Although these sculptures are very strong, and the coordination between them is also very neat, in the end, the difference in strength is too great.

Xu Zimo almost punched one, rushing towards the top of the mountain.

Buddhist monk Dazhi saw this scene, and his eyes moved slightly, with a sigh: "Infinite Heavenly Sovereign."

I saw that his entire body had grown dozens of times, and even the robe with him had also become much larger.

He crossed his feet, almost tens of meters away, and ran up behind Xu Zimo.

As the distance to the top of the mountain became closer, the sculptures encountered along the way became stronger and stronger.

When the two came to the top of the mountain, they saw a throne standing above it.

In the upper seat was a man in a royal robe, with dozens of generals in armor standing on either side.

"The comer stopped," I saw a general standing up, holding a spear, and shouted sharply: "I met my king, and I knelt down."

"Garbage," Xu Zimo chuckled.

The ba Ying in his hand came out of the sheath, and a sharp knife gas directly cut the general in half.

"Bold," the man on the throne sipped.

I saw a sudden change in the sky, and a golden long dragon hovered overhead.

This golden dragon seems to exist in real life, and is not an illusion.

The dozen generals next to him killed Xu Zimo.

"Monk Dazhi, stop them," Xu Zimo shouted.

The monk Dazhi who came behind did not hesitate, and the huge body was directly stopped in front of the dozen generals.

Xu Zimo stepped forward step by step, facing the man on the throne and laughing, "Why not have a show?"

The man in the emperor's robe slowly stood up, only to see his right hand wave, and the golden dragon roared toward Xu Zimo.

Xu Zimo clenched his right hand into a fist, hitting Jinlong directly with a punch.

Just listening to the sound of "Boom", this Golden Dragon mourned, accompanied by the broken space around it.

Jinlong was directly hit with a punch and flew out.

The man on the throne flashed his gaze, only to see him rise in the sky, and the surrounding magnificent heavens spread out.

He is like a monarch coming to the world, or he is a king.

There is no one else, the domineering power emanates from the whole body.

"The emperor is also overbearing," the man snorted and patted Xu Zimo directly.

"Huang Guo is gone, and he still claims to be an emperor," Xu Zimo shook his head and smiled.

Above Pa Ying, asked the 16 types of "burial days".

The shadow of the sword and the burial of black mist shone down, and slashed directly towards the man.

"Boom" exploded as if a cloud of mushrooms sounded in mid-air.

I saw the whole sky buried in it.

Xu Zimo looked up, and a golden aura surrounded the man in the royal robe.

As if all methods were not invading, it was not affected at all.

"That's the wish of all beings to protect all attacks," Dazhi monk shouted below.

"In front of the ultimate attack, there is no so-called asylum," Xu Zimo shook his head.

He directly opened the eighteen strange veins in his body, and the green clouds and back changes opened again.

The whole sky is gathered by the continuous aura of Xu Zimo's body.

"Ask the seventeen styles, kill God," Xu Zimo snorted.

The Ba Ying in his hand was trembling slightly.

The so-called killing of the gods is to gather all the strength of the whole body on one point and then kill it with a hundred times the power.

This is also one of the ultimate forms of Xu Zimo's 19th style.

I saw that Xu Zimo slowly raised the Ba Ying, and the endless sword intention condensed around him.

These knives are like his left arm and right arm. With his every move, the knives are changing wildly.

Xu Zimo backed his right foot half a step, his right arm was slowly raised, and Ba Ying's blade passed cold.

At the next moment, the endless sword gas condensed on the tip of the knife, and the steps of Qingyun behind Xu Zimo spread to the sky step by step.

He took a sip, and Ba Ying cracked out with a thousand knives in the roar.

The explosion of "Boom" followed.

Just the spare energy of the sword, let this day Yushan have another avalanche.

The white snow rolled down, and the knife gas split the whole sky.

Seems to divide the sky into two, and cut a sky.

The man in the imperial robe looked at the scene in front of him, and Daoyi zoomed in front of him at an instantaneous speed.

Golden yellow wishing force entwined, sometimes turned into a roaring tiger, and sometimes the right-handed dragon came.

When Dao Qi arrived, it was just a moment of resistance, and the man in the royal robe was penetrated by Dao Yi.

Obliterate directly in the mind of the knife.

"King," the generals around saw this scene and yelled miserably.

When the man in the emperor's robe died, the generals and the thousands of soldiers underneath did not choose to live, but went to live on this mountain.

Their bodies were overwhelmed by snowy mountains.

Xu Zimo's first blow cut off half of the snow mountain, and the whole snow mountain almost halved, continuing a bottomless crack.

Xu Zimo looked up, and there was heavy snow falling under the sky.

The snow in the sky seemed to sing a sad song and fell down desperately.

In just a blink of an eye, this snowy mountain was filled up.

And these white snow seems to have a mysterious power.

As they landed, Tianyu Mountain recovered a little bit, and the cracks began to close.

And new ice sculptures also appeared.

These sculptures are based on those who died before.

"This is," Monk Dazhi looked at the scene in front of him.

Immediately took a deep breath ~ www.mtlnovel.com ~ said to Xu Zimo: "This day Yushan is not easy."

"I see it," Xu Zimo said.

"I don't know what caused it, these people can't kill at all," Dazhi monk replied.

"It is the willingness of those who died in Huang Guo," Xu Zimo said for a moment.

"At some point each year, they will recover.

But it's just that, it can't leave Tianyu Mountain, and it will turn into ice sculpture again after time. "

"Then we will leave as soon as possible, and fighting them is pointless," Dazhi monk said.

Xu Zimo nodded, and the two turned over the top of the mountain and began to run toward the other side of Tianyu Mountain.

From the top of the mountain, you can clearly see the surrounding scenes.

In the distance, the endless sky and sea blurred into the eyes.