Who Dares to Attack Yuan Qingjiang?
Swoosh--
The cold wind came and went quickly.
Soon, the center of the chill had gone far away and disappeared on the other side of Yuanqing River.
After an unknown amount of time, Xuan Qinghe finally shook his body and shook off the ice shards. While shivering, he regained a bit of mobility.
He scanned his surroundings with lingering fear.
It could be seen that after being swept by the mysterious chill, the area they were in had almost turned into a silver-white world!
The earth and rocks were frozen into an ice field, and the river water turned into ice flowers. Even though the other party had long gone far away, when he breathed, he could still exhale white gas.
"Which terrifying existence is this? Could it be the Arctic Lord?"
Xuan Qinghe narrowed his eyes and urged his magic power to dispel the chill that had seeped into his soul.
Then, he shook his head slightly.