A large amount of ice and snow spread wildly, shaking the surrounding mountains. After a while, the mountains howled.
The people at the foot of the mountain were frightened, and the entire Snow Mountain Sect fell into extreme panic.
"Oh my God, the Snow Mountain God is angry! Run!"
"Great God! We didn't make any mistakes, why do you punish us like this?"
...
There were even a large number of residents kneeling on the ground, looking at their posture, as if they were sacrificing their bodies to the snow-capped mountains.
Suddenly, a strange and powerful aura suddenly burst out from the mountain, and the avalanche that seemed to be capable of destroying the world stopped unexpectedly.
"The God of the Snow Mountain Appears!"
"God hears our prayers!"
...
Zhao Rui was sitting cross-legged in the cave at this moment, his strong body exposed in the ice and snow, his thick breath flowing around his body, forming an invisible barrier to isolate the surrounding cold air.
Ziyun was naked and lying on Zhao Rui's shoulder, her star-like eyes full of confusion and tenderness.
"Your Highness, the Xuan Bing Magic is indeed powerful. The two internal powers in my body are actually integrated into one!"
Zhao Rui exhaled slightly, turned sideways and held Ziyun in his arms.
"No matter how powerful the magical skill is, it depends on how you practice it. If you let the guys from the Snow Mountain Sect practice it, I'm afraid they can only exert 10% of the power of the magical skill!"
Ziyun shyly kissed Zhao Rui on the face, then took the clothes from the side and put them on Zhao Rui.
"Your Highness, we have been here for a month and it's time to go back!"
Zhao Rui nodded. Although the Cao Gang had been wiped out, there were still many things to be resolved in the world, and he could not stay here too long.
After adjusting his breath a little, he prepared to go down the mountain.
At this moment, an extremely fierce sword energy suddenly appeared, creating a big crater in the surrounding area.
"His Royal Highness King Zhao, I'm here to save you!"
Yeluming's body exuded an unprecedented sharp sword energy, which was constantly sweeping out. The tyrannical internal force actually turned into a sword energy roulette, which was continuously sweeping out.
Zhao Rui couldn't help but be shocked, as if he didn't expect Wuji Sword Sect's kung fu to be so powerful.
An inexplicable fighting spirit suddenly rose, and Zhao Rui grabbed the King Mo sword and rushed out.
The Mohist swordsmanship is also unparalleled in the world. Coupled with Zhao Rui's powerful internal strength, the powerful sword energy is released instantly, covering the entire snow mountain.
Yeluming was startled and instinctively raised his sword, colliding with Zhao Ruipeng.
"His Royal Highness King Zhao, what do you mean?"
The excitement on Zhao Rui's face reached the extreme.
"Let me, the king, see the true power of Wuji Sword Technique!"
Yeluming's face also showed jealous excitement, and he also wanted to test how powerful he was now.
"Okay! Then let's learn from His Highness King Zhao's clever moves!"
The two people's sword energies collided instantly, and their powerful internal energy exploded at this moment.
The Wuji Sword Sect is one of the most powerful sects in the world, and their techniques are even more powerful.