With the help of the man, Liang Jie didn't have to worry about being eroded by the cold air, even the closer to Bingling Lake, the heavier the cold, Liang Jie was not affected.
It can be seen that the surrounding plants have been frozen, and even people who have been frozen can be seen.
He doesn't know how many years they have been frozen in ice, and they still look like they were at the beginning, but they haven't had their soul waves.
"hasn't anyone been able to reveal the secrets of Snow Mountain?"
Those frozen things around Liang Jie felt like they were back when the Snow Mountain fell from the fairyland, and the despair was beyond words.
Such a shocking cold, monks who could escape the birth of the year were all Mahayana strengths.
"Countless powerful Mahayana monks have come to Snow Mountain, but in the end, they have not gained anything."
"In my opinion, this must be left for the fate, if you do not have that kind of life, you will not get it!"