"Qing Lan!?"
Feeling a familiar aura, Li Zhongnan turned around to find it was none other than Qing Lan.
"I'll handle him!"
After leaving these words, Qing Lan walked towards the opponent unhurriedly, with an ice lotus blooming under her with each step, resembling a noble Frost Princess.
"Crack!"
"Crack!"
At the same time, the body of Pang De, the leader of the Kirin Army, was also directly frozen, his colossal body turning into an ice sculpture with visible speed.
"Break!"
Simultaneously, Qing Lan struck with her palm, fiercely hitting the ice sculpture, shattering it instantly, and along with it, Pang De's body scattered into pieces on the ground.
"Hiss!"
Not far away, Nangong Yu was dumbfounded and looked incredulous upon seeing this scene.
It seemed he saw something unbelievable.
"This... is the Snow God Sanctum!"
He immediately recognized Qing Lan's identity. In these vast lands, only the lineage of the Snow God Sanctum mastered the art of ice to such an extent.
