As soon as Jun Qianxi arrived at the entrance of the stairs, he noticed the sudden spiritual pressure rising behind him, followed by the collision of two powerful spiritual pressures, and the entire pagoda began to vibrate slightly.

She was very familiar with this cold and strange spiritual pressure. The magic crystal had already controlled Duanmu Ming's body, and the unrestrained laughter made her step slow for a moment.

Ming, you must hold on.

She murmured silently in her heart, and in a blink of an eye she reached the eleventh floor.

The hoarse crying made Jun Qianxi's heart suck suddenly, and the scene that jumped into her eyes made her anger buried in her heart roll out along with murderous intent.

Since these Hai family guards did not receive the orders above to kill the little beast, Xiu'an actually laughed and stabbed the little beast's body with the tip of his sword. He did not stab it hard, but just made it bleeding and made it cry in pain.

The spotless white hair of the little beast was stained with blood, but it did not dodge and kept crying, perhaps because of sadness, or because of physical pain, but it did not heal with tears.

Its wounds, it just wants to wake up the skull in its arms.

Jun Qianxi was furious. No wonder the little beast cut off contact with her, in order not to let her find that it was abused and not to be exposed to danger.

"You all deserve to die!"

The momentum on her body suddenly released, and the strength of the second-level intermediate level made those third-level people tremble.

The ice crystals in her body that had not been moved for a long time began to rotate at high speed, and the temperature around them suddenly dropped. Even as time passed, there was white frost on the walls of the pagoda.

The guards couldn't help but turn around and looked at the woman who suddenly appeared in horror.

Her obsidian-like eyes began to turn white slowly, and her fair skin became more transparent, but her aura became extremely powerful.

"Boom"

A muffled thunder sounded out of thin air, and the originally starry night sky instantly covered the dark clouds. Thunder and lightning collided in the rolling dark clouds, and the thunder became louder and denser. The Haijia Pagoda was like a lonely boat swaying in the wind and rain.

It made people in Haijiabao look fear in their eyes.

The little beast was shocked. It turned around and looked at Jun Qianxi. She was suspended in the air, stretched out her hands, and her hairband had already fallen, her long soft hair dancing around her body with the wind.

The cold air released by the ice crystal has become essentially gathered on her hands.

Her sleeves danced, and the cold air condensed in her hands was pouring towards the guards.

This was an attack caused by Jun Qianxi's overdrawing of his vitality. The guards were frozen into ice sculptures without exception, and the eleven layers of silver in the pagoda were covered with ice and snow.

"Beat you to death! Beat you to death! Beat you to death!"

The little beast choked, and the bean-sized tears wet the soft hair. The blood stained on the hair disappeared in its tears, and the tiny blood holes on its body gradually healed.

It shouted and flew through the ice sculptures, and its little paws fell on the ice sculptures with its anger and grievance, causing the guards who abused it to turn into ice chips and disappear from the world.

After removing the guards, it pounced on Jun Qianxi's arms and cried loudly: "Big sister, the little soldier is asleep, it ignores the little beast!"

Jun Qianxi fell to the ground softly. She looked at the pile of bones that were silent, and tears flowed down her cheeks.
Chapter completed!