Dou Po Life Simulator

Hearing this, Hun Shang just glanced at the other party.

Immediately, he stepped lightly into the void, and the figure passed through the space like a ghost, appeared directly in front of the old man, and then grabbed his Tianling Cap with a palm.

"The soul of a high-level half-saint is a good harvest..."

Although Hun Shang's hand was just an ordinary blow, for the old man, it was also extremely fast. The old man could only see a fluctuation in the space, and the former's palm was less than an inch away from his Heavenly Spirit Cap.

"ah!"

After letting out a scream, an extremely solid soul body was pulled out of the body.

Bing Lingzi is the ancestor of Bingli Mansion.

Below, the people of Bingli Mansion saw their ancestor being captured with one move, and their faces showed horror.

"How is this possible! The ancestor is a strong man at the semi-saint level!"

"Why can't I use even one move?"

"Oops, the opponent must be a strong Fighting Saint! Quickly activate the Nine-Nine Snow Covering Formation!"

"..."

Ignoring the commotion below, Hun Shang closed his eyes slightly, changed his handprints, and a strange light shot into Bing Lingzi's soul body.

"Ahhh!"

After another miserable scream, Hun Shang opened his eyes and murmured to himself.

"Sure enough, there is no news about the remnants of the Xiao family."

"However, the Snow Festival? The eleventh grade Snow Leaf White Lotus? Jiejie, I didn't expect that there would be news about such a treasure this time."

Snow-leaf white lotus only grows in extremely cold areas. It is divided into twelve grades according to the lotus leaves. The grades are from high to low. Twelve leaves are the twelfth grade, and one leaf is the first grade.

Snow-leaf White Lotus has a wide range of uses, and it is most commonly used to make medicinal materials. The first-grade Snow-leaf White Lotus can treat Dou Zhe, the second-grade Snow-Leaf White Lotus can treat Dou Masters, and the twelfth-grade Snow-Leaf White Lotus is even said to be able to treat Dou Emperor.

Snow-leaf white lotus of grade seven or above can also enhance fighting spirit, improve physical fitness, and nourish the soul.

Although he is not the twelfth-grade White Lotus, the sudden news of the eleventh-grade Snow Leaf White Lotus is enough to make Hun Shang excited.

With this item, he has a chance to break through to the Five-Star Fighting Saint!

At this moment, a dazzling blue light suddenly appeared in the sky, blocking Hun Shang outside Bingli City. In the space, the ice attribute energy quickly gathered, forming extremely small ice crystals.

Seeing this scene, the two will-o'-the-wisps in Hun Shang's deep eye sockets jumped slightly. He resisted the urge to immediately go to the Wind and Snow Temple to kill them, and lowered his head to look down at Bingli City.

"Jie Jie, it's just a big formation. It's a small skill, but you dare to do the same thing!"

"Today I will show you the majesty of the Saint!"

"Soul sucking technique!"

Hun Shang's body shook, and his soul floated out from between his eyebrows. Immediately, the soul's arms exploded strangely.

"Woo!"

As soon as the soul arms exploded, the overwhelming black fog suddenly emerged, covering the sky and the sun. The vast sky was filled with black fog almost in the blink of an eye. Countless soul sound waves burst out from the black fog.

It came out from within, like a magic sound, drilling crazily into the depths of people's minds.

"go!"

"Bang bang bang!"

The black mist tore through the heavy blue light, and along with the rapid shuttle, rapid explosions opened up ripples in the space along the way. In less than a few breaths, it directly broke through the blockade of the formation and entered the Bingli City.

Suddenly, the people in Bingli City began to howl like ghosts.

"No! Run away!"

"help me!"

"I will fight with you!"

"..."

As the black mist filled the air, everyone's reactions were different, but the results were the same in the face of the absolute strength of the Saint Hun Shang.

After a while, there was only deathly silence left in Bingli City.

And Hun Shang also got the answer he wanted.

"Then the remnants of the Xiao clan are going to the Meteor God Abyss in the west of the Meteor God Icefield? In that case, let's stop by the Wind and Snow Temple to see the so-called Wind and Snow Sacrifice, Jie Jie Jie..."

…

The continuous white snow decorates the whole world. Except for the beginning, the snowflakes are like willows fluttering in the wind. As we go deeper into the Meteor God Icefield, the wind blows harder and harder, and the snow becomes denser and denser, as if a white blade is coming towards us.

In such a harsh environment, it is almost impossible to see any ordinary life within a thousand miles.

Even a strong man with the strength of a Dou Huang may not dare to fly in such a place. There is no shelter for thousands of miles, and Dou Qi also has an icy air and is extremely thin. This is the terrifying thing about the extreme north.

Of course, this harsh environment had no impact on Xiao Ming.

To be precise, it had no impact on his body, but it had some impact on other aspects. For example, in this snow-white world, it was difficult to identify the direction.

In order not to make a mistake in the direction, Xiao Ming would release his soul power from time to time to lock in the direction. At the same time, he would also be wary of the forces on the Meteor God Icefield.

This move actually gave Xiao Ming a lot of knowledge about the Snowy Plains, and he also saw many ancient species that were marked as extinct.

This time, Xiao Ming poked out from the cracks in space just like last time, and his soul power surged around to see if there were any landmark terrains or road monuments left by humans.

"Um?"

However, before the road sign was found, Xiao Ming discovered something else interesting. There was a battle of Dou Zun forty miles away.

After lowering his head and thinking for a while, Xiao Ming raised his head, and a space crack appeared in front of him.

He pushed forward and when he appeared again, he was already forty miles away.

Suspended in the sky, hiding himself in space, Xiao Ming just looked down.

Only a dozen figures were seen fighting together.

No, to be precise, it should be one person surrounded by more than a dozen people.

…

"You Glass Snake clan actually dare to attack us. Aren't you afraid that our Wind and Snow Temple will flatten your Ice Sea?"

Fox Yu resisted a man's attack and shouted angrily.

"We, Bingjihai, will not be afraid of you, Snow Wind Temple! As long as we capture you, the saint of the nine-tailed ice fox clan, and then trick the old immortal of your clan out of the center of the Snow Wind Plain, the eleventh grade Snow Leaf

The white lotus is the one in the palm of our glass snake clan!"

"Hahaha, with it, our ancestors can go one step further. Do you dare to come then?"

A man with a pale, cold face and a pair of vertical pupils laughed wildly, not taking Fox Yu's threat to heart at all. As the words fell, the movements of his hands became more and more fierce.

"Frost Thorns!"

The ice surface suddenly trembled, countless frost thorns grew rapidly, and a large forest of ice thorns formed in the breath, shrinking and gathering like a heaven and earth net, wrapping the fox jade...

"The eleventh grade Snow Leaf White Lotus!"

Hearing this, Xiao Ming, who was sitting above, was slightly startled. He seemed to have heard of this item somewhere.

Thinking back carefully, an object suddenly appeared in Xiao Ming's mind.

"Twelve-grade snow-leaf white lotus seeds!"