a Ghost King shouldn't be a big problem, how could there be no hope"You should go and tell Senior Brother Chen yourself. Our Lingxiao Palace has finally achieved its current standing, and there is ho..."What incredible speed!" When the sails billowed, the flying vessel, roughly the size of a Flying Crane warship, transformed into a faint blue shadow, darting through the air like the wind. Even Feng Ling and Lu Xia Tian were somewhat surprised by its swiftness. 。Three and a half days later, the flying vessel sailed into a world of swirling snowflakes. On the ground and in the air, ice-elemental monsters of various realms flew past from time to time. 。A snow sculpture, fast as lightning, came charging from afar, straight towards the Flying Crane warship. 。 Xiang Qingcheng's body only released a mighty sword intent, and the snow carving was startled like that. It turned in mid-air and fled without looking back from the side of the warship. 。“Just a few hundred miles ahead, in an ice-sealed cave” 。Old Du was completely frozen inside. 。"Fengling urged, " 。"Du Fenghu's strength isn't bad, even he couldn't escape unharmed, that place's chill must be extraordinary." 。Twelve fire pillars intertwined, his form gradually shrinking until he was nestled under the circular shield, clashing again with the black lotus flying knife. The crimson golden flame rain landed on...