"Can your magic power still hold out?" Fang Hong asked.
"No problem, I have plenty of things prepared." Xiao Yu was still very motivated.
So, the two found a relatively gentle mountain path and began to climb step by step towards the peak of the snowy mountain.
For every hundred zhang they ascended, the chill around them intensified a bit.
When the two finally reached the mountainside, a low growl suddenly came.
The two looked in the direction of the sound, only to see blue lights appearing in the snow ahead, and the accumulated snow suddenly wriggled, rapidly condensing like a living creature.
In an instant, they transformed into ten mighty white tigers, roaring and pouncing towards Fang Hong and Xiao Yu.
"Tiger-shaped Snow Monsters. Their strength has already reached the Late stage of Golden Core." Xiao Yu's expression changed slightly, and she summoned her Natal Long Spear Spiritual Treasure.
